My Mad Doctor

Chapter 28

A/N Short update today, I'm sorry. This story is almost done and I'm trying to savour it a bit. 

Violet is pretty sassy in this part. I love it. Her character really develops well. Yeah, I'm rambling. Sorry. I hope you enjoy! :D 

The cyber man dragged me away from my friends, leading me to the front of their group. I could hear The Doctor screaming my name until he wasn’t anymore. I dreaded to think of what they did to him.

I was led into what I assumed to be the throne room. There were cyber men lining the walls. In the centre of the room sat a large metal throne. Upon it was a cyber man that seemed centuries old.

They shoved me to my knees in front of the throne. The hard tile sent jolts through my knees, but I ignored it. My hair fell over my eyes as I glared coldly at the metal man seated on the throne.

I hated it. I hated all of the cyber men. Staring at them now, I felt no more fear. Only hatred so intense it burned inside me like the sun, growing stronger with every second I laid eyes upon them.

The older one in the chair leaned forward a bit, each effort seeming like an incredible effort. I almost winced at how slow it moved.

When it spoke, its words shot electricity through my ears to my heart. I knew then, who this cyber man was beneath all that middle and before all those years of being a monster.

“Hello girl.”

“General.” I replied thickly, emotions tightening my throat and making it difficult to speak. Guilt turned my blood to lead as I looked upon what he had become. I was wrong before. Death was not what I had left him to. This was so much worse.

“I’ve been searching across the stars for you, girl. I waited centuries, travelled all throughout time, even destroyed a planet to find you.”

Somehow I knew he was referring to Demeter. The amount of indifference I felt about the whole thing terrified me. I wanted to care that it was gone- the Jaqui and the others were dead- but all I could feel was numb and a strange, twisted form of satisfaction. The betrayed The Doctor and I.

They deserved to burn.

“I didn’t think I had made such an impression on you, General. Really, I’m flattered.”

I knew that I had a death wish, being sarcastic to him, but it made no difference in my mind. Death was so final, and I was going to die anyways. I might as well have some fun.

Luckily, the cyber men had no understanding of sarcasm. I would have been dead otherwise.

“You are the one who will lead us in the war against this world. Only you can take my place as general.” He, it, or whatever I could call the creature said in a cold voice.

“But why me? I don’t understand! Why does it have to be me?” I shouted, desperate for answers. The metal hands on my shoulders tightened at this outburst.

“Because,” he replied in a voice that was almost, if it hadn’t been a cyber man, soft.

“I chose you.”