Monsters [Doctor Who]

C H A P T E R S E V E N T E E N

Chapter 17:

Augusta's POV

I shivered in the stone cell I was kept in. The clothes I were given were thin and dampened with my warm blood. I don't remember how long I've been here. I heard the door creak open for the second time today, I didn't bother to look up, I already knew it was the man, the Director as he call himself. He was back to hurt me and find out where the Doctor was and how he could get into his TARDIS.

The Doctor. That was a interesting name. What did these 'doctors' do anyway? There was something about this doctor that would make me tear up and my stomach churn tightly. This doctor was messing with my mind but I couldn't bring myself to hate him. I was protecting him, whoever he was...

Who or what ever he was, I wanted to -- no I needed to -- protect him-- them. I needed to protect them... I won't let the--

My thoughts were cut off by the Director slapping me across the face. My head hit the wall painfully, but I didn't say anything. I wasn't able to say anything. I wasn't allowed to say anything. I was barely allowed to think anything.

"If I hear another thought about you protecting that Doctor, I'll kill you myself," he growled, glaring at me. I stared up at him, my eyes dull, lifeless even, but even with that, they held a certain hint of defiance in them. I didn't know who or what this Doctor was, but I knew for sure that if the Director wanted him, then there'd be no way in hell I'd let him have him.

The Director glared at me, "Where is he?!" He roared, grabbing the rim of my shirt. When I said nothing, he threw me back against the wall. I leaned against the wall, my chains rattled loudly from the friction of the blow.

He glared at me and I dully stared back, until finally, he broke it with a smirk. "You know, it's been officially a year since I've captured you, Subject August.23. A year. I have to admit, your resilience is impressive, but this has gone on long enough. Just tell us where his TARDIS is. Anywhere in time and space. Just one place where his TARDIS might be."

When I didn't say, or think, anything, his face grew red with anger and he punched me in the stomach. I sucked my breath in pain, as he grabbed my shoulders, slamming me on the ground and stomping and kicking on my already injured body repeatedly.

After a while, he finally grew tired and stood up, leaving my black, blue, and bloody body on the ground. "You won't be getting fed for the next few weeks," he spat. "Think of it as a one-year anniversary." He turned and silently walked out of the room, his hard shoes clacking against the flooring.

"Have fun eating rats, Monster!" He hissed, slamming the thick metal door shut, leaving me in heavy darkness.

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Doctor's POV

Three days.

Three days, five hours, thirty-eight minutes and fifty four seconds since Augusta had disappeared. He had searched everywhere -- everywhere -- for her, but he couldn't find anything. At all. Not a single trace of her left in the Universe!

How could she had disappeared so easily!? Better yet, how could he have let her disappear so easily!?! He was supposed to protect her! He was supposed to make sure she always felt safe, but now she's gone!

And it was all his fault.

"Doctor?" Rose's voice said from the hall. He turned around to see her standing against the door, staring at him with concern. "You should be getting some sleep."

"I'm a time lord," he said, turning back to the typewriter and desktop on the console. "I don't need sleep."

"Doctor please," Rose sighed, "You can't go on like this. Auggie--"