A Really Long Time Later
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My hands quickly traced the scars that were burned into my skin. An insane smirk plastered on my diet covered face. Scars from the torture the Daleks put me through, trying to break me. But it never worked. They had made me regenerate 5 times since I had been here. They had stopped doing that though, because they needed my help. But that was t happening anytime soon. My sore body was aching as I laid on the metal table I had for a bed. "28, 34, 28, 34, 28,34.." I chanted as I stared at the ceiling. My eyes twitching ever so slightly. "Not alone. Not alone." I whispered.
I was squeezing my eyes shut. Hoping, praying. That I wasn't alone. Wasn't the last one. But alas, my eyes snapped open at the metal panel of the door sliding open, and a Dalek wheeling in. "You will shut up!" It screamed, annoyed with my voice that echoed throughout the cell. 'I guess the walls weren't soundproof,' I thought.
"No! You! Will! Shut up!" I screamed at it. The Daleks emotionless structure sat in the middle of the room, and eyed me. "you will stay in here.." It said, and with that wheeled out of the room. I sat back down on the table and groaned, rubbing my face with my hands. I sighed sadly and closed my tired eyes. My eyes that see the destruction of my planet. The eyes that saw so many wonderful and horrible things. My eyes. I laid down and stared at the ceiling, slowly tapping my fingers against the cold metal, trying to pass the time... Doing what I've been doing for 398 years. In a state of living, but without a reason to live.
The Daleks injected me with a serum that made me unable to regenerate. It would only last 72 hours, which is why the started injecting me with the serums. It hurt like heck. The serum reconstructed my molecular structure and broke it down. It felt like I was being burned from the insides, cause I technically was. A Dalek passed by the door/panel and I heard its panicked voice. "He is coming! The Doctor is coming!" It screamed.
"The Doctor??" I questioned, thinking aloud.
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