Part two of the other days...I know I'm several days behind but school was wrapping up for me so...yeah
Song: Boomerang, Imagine Dragons
Third person pov
"I miss My seventies." Ace complains, scanning the Witchdunking branch. "It was so much simpler. It was just me, Lex, Marie, Mull and Lauren."
"What?" Yaz asks.
"Oh yeah, no one in your century knows about the...anything really..." Ace says. She smiles and sits on the log. "I lived in 1776 to 1781... during my seventies...Alex, Marie, Herc and John became my friends...and I had to abandon them..." She sighs and begins rubbing her stomach. "I watched over them for awhile... I-I...right after Alexander..."
"Your husband?" The doctor asks. "The first time you..."
"Yeah..." Ace nods. "And it was right before I met Marilyn and...Hunter." Ace begins sobbing, rubbing her stomach.
"Mels..." the Doctor kneels down and lifts Ace's face up. "It wasn't your fault with your..."
"I know." Ace cuts her off and stands up. "I don't get it! My sonic isn't scanning it like its wood!"
"Yours can do wood." Ace's jaw drops.
"Two thousand years...TWO. THOUSAND. YEARS! DOCTOR! And you've never...Never! Thought about...ADDING A SETTING FOR WOOD!" Ace yells. "IT'S A FUCKING SCREWDRIVER! ITS MEANT TO DO WOOD JAL!" Ace yells. "How!"
"I keep on forgetting!" The doctor says.
"You...have...got to be KIDDING me!"
"What is going on?" King James asks.
"Family argument." Ace says. "By the way! Which King James are you?"
"What?" Ace begins silently singing something, mouthing names.
"Mary 1, good queen bess, jimmy... Ok! Your that one!" Ace says.
"What?"
"Oh its a song I know to remember all the English kings and Queens." Ace answers Ryan. "It was on Horrible History."
(Heres the song if your curious)
"Thats how you remember them? I thought you were an all knowledgeable alien?" Graham asks.
"Doesn't mean I can remember everything. I'm two hundred and seventy three, I'm just a kid I don't remember everything." Ace says.
"You claim to be two hundred and seventy?" King James asks.
"Yah? Thats how old I believe I am...might be older."
"You must have seen evil in the like of the devil before then girl."
"One, its Ace, or Melody if you must. Two, I have encountered evil that could be confused with Lucifer...and I have encountered things connected to the world of Angel's and demons...but not in this universe...I have in another." Ace says. she rips a peice of bark off the tree. "Sam Winchester...Dean Winchester...Castiel."
"Like the angel?" Graham asks.
"Actually, Cas is the angel Castiel." The Doctor says.
"He's gay...he is so gay!" Ace laughs. Suddenly her sonic beeps. "Oh my god!" She hits it and scan again. "I know...I'd forgotten all about this..."
"Something you d-"
"Dad..." Ace cuts off the doctor. "Dad...and mum...and the Master... they locked up a species called the Morax... locked them in the Earth...this was the prison door in a sense."
"Ace? This hurt Becka...do you think you could fix it?" The Doctor asks.
"Probably... lets try it."
~o0O0o~
"Doctor? Why does Ace keep calling you Jal?" Yaz asks.
"Its what her dad used to call me, a nickname." The Doctor answers.
"Why does she call you that though?"
"To her, Doctor is just a title. I'm her aunt so she treats me as such. Jack does to know that I think about it...so does River buts that's unrelated."
"Who's Jack? And River?"
"Jack is a time agent from the fifty first century." Ace cuts in. "River is Jal's wife."
"Your married?" Graham asks. Yaz's face turns to one of disappointment.
"I am. The good ones are always taken. Married several times actually."
"Same here!" Ace says. "Lets see, I was engaged to several kings, was a consort of Catherine the great, consort of Queen Eyrema of Dethex and Consort of...wait no...that was wife..."
"Jesus..."
~o0O0o~
Ace's pov
"Here they come!" Ryan yells. The doctor lights up their torches and I dig my hands into the ground.
"You cannot win!" I hear yells and cries in the background. I feel my eyes turn gold and begin undoing what has been done. I hear screams in the background as the Morax are dragged back into the hill. Suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder. I scream as a Morax zombie begins choking me. Suddenly the Morax scream. Pitch black shadows race up their bodies.
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"Vashta Nerada..." The Doctor says as the Morax are devoured. I close my eyes and golden light shines out my hands, regrowing the tree.
"Witchcraft..." King James say. I get up and brush off my jeans. I stand up and look at him.
"Timelord." I say, not realising my eyes are pitch black.
"What the hell..."
"What?" I ask Ryan.
"Mel,, your eyes..."
"Shit..." I blink a couple times. "'M I good?" She nods.
"What was that demon?" King James asks.
"I'm the mother of the Vashta Nerada, goddess of Time and space...I'm not a demon...I'm a god." I say. I slap the underside of King James's head, slapping him with some common sense/memories.
"What in gods name?"
~o0O0o~
I laugh at King James's attempt to wooh Ryan. "And I'm sorry madam Ace...it appears not all magicis dark." I nod.
"Oh by the way, your predecessor, Queen Bess was the Doctor's wife...Caio!" I rush into my TARDIS and hit the control panel.
"Honey! I'm home!"
"Hello darling..." i turn around and melt into my husband, Alexander's kiss.
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