The Doctor's Nemesis

Nemesis

The first thing that hits me is the excruciating pain. Excruciating doesn't even give justice to the burning hot, but yet at the same time freezing cold, fire that licks my skin. Every ounce that the energy touches feels like a fire-burnt rod is prodding me over and over again. Each tendril of pain seeps into my skin, lighting my veins on fire, a fire that spreads through my convulsing body, no part of my body untouched; it raged through my blood, each second getting more painful, more unbearable. I know I'm screaming, though I don't hear it. My throat's raw, but it is nearly nothing compared to the flames pumping through my veins. My toes are stretched out as far as they can, an instinct that I cannot control; it's almost as if they are trying to leave my body, that the pain is too much and they're trying their best to escape. My neck is strained, my face painfully bent upward, my eyes shut tightly.

The second thing that hits me is the onslaughter of new memories, not quite replacing the human ones, but sitting next to them in a symbiotic manner that is too hard to comprehend at the moment. I remember my life, my Gallifreyan life. I remember being born on the outskirts of Arcadia, to a loving mother, father, and two other sisters (at times brothers). I remember going to the Academy and looking into the Untempered Schism, and it looked into me. I remember parts of the Time Vortex left the Schism and found a home in my body. I remember immediately being taken to the Pythia. I remember the seers said I had "the gift" to control the Time Vortex and everything that it touches. I remember getting trained by the sisters to control my power. I remember the technological advances that Gallifrey was making. I remember the first ever time machine, the Time Scaphe, and how I was unsure of what to think of it. I remember Rassilon changing the world and making it more rational, no longer divided between Magick and Science. I remember the Homeworlders creating the laws of time and physics. I remember how the children of Pythia were losing their powers of precognition. I remember the fear that I felt when the Time of Chaos commenced.

I remember the War. The War against the Great Vampires. The War that Rassilon caused by 'accidentally' opening a door to another universe. A War that killed my family. A War that I spent half my life fighting. A whole Millennium of bloodshed. An Eternal War. I remember fighting alongside a good friend of mine, Kopyion Liall a Mahajetsu. I remember the relief I felt when we finally pushed them back, together. I remember the joy I felt when I realised that I could retire and finally find my soulmate.

I remember returning to Gallifrey, and seeing that everything had changed. The Pythia had fled to Karn, becoming the sisterhood, and Rassilon rose to power. Most of all, I remember the betray I felt when Rassilon killed my physical form and stored my mind in the Matrix. And, I remember being brought back.

The pain faded, and my mind cleared. I felt the Doctor's presence in my mind, and I'm sure he felt mine. At least now he knows what I am. My breaths come out in short puffs, and sweat rolls down my face. I can feel my hearts beating erratically in my chest, and the warm metal of my empty fob watch rests in my hand. I raised one of my shaking hands to rest on my chest, attempting to slowdown and control my shaky breaths.

"Doctor?" I whip my head around to see Rose and Mickey wearily walking towards the Doctor and myself. "Doctor?" Rose tries again, completely misplacing the Doctor from looking at me with astonishment and confusion. He rubs the right side of his chest as he walks backwards and turns to looks over at Rose.

"Yeah?" He replies, continuing to watch me as he stands protectively in front of the other two.

"What just happened? We heard screaming, then came running." She was looking at me as well. My breath was now back to usual, and my hearts were beating normally; except for the dull ache in my right heart. My mouth formed a smirk as I watched the two move slightly closer to the Doctor, Mickey is nearly attached to Rose by the arm, yet he tried to fake a brave face; Rose, However, started itching towards the Doctor's hand, grabbing it gently.