☆ Alone In this World ☆

☆ The Magician's Apprentice ☆ Part 2

The bearded man from before starts choking on something, grabbing his attention.

"Bors. Is it a marble again? Did you swallow one of the marbles I gave you? Don't swallow marbles!" The Doctor scolds running over to assist him, noticing that a snake had somehow managed to wrap itself around his neck. 

He rips it off and flung it away to see that it was returing to its owner - Sarff.

"Doctor. Your friends have led me to you. You will come," Sarff hissed.

"Says you and whose army?" He scoffs.

Sarff gives him a menacing look as the segments of his face turn like the coil of a snake. His robes drop to the ground, showing the crowd his true form which was a giant Serpent. Everyone began screaming and flead away from the stands.

"Nobody dies here. Not one person, not one of my friends, do you you understand?" The Doctor asked, stepping forward.

"Davros, creater of the Daleks, dark Lord Skaro, is dying," Sarff says.

"So I hear,"

"He will speak with you again on the last night of his life,"

"Then you'll not harm nobody in this place. Not one person. Are we very, very clear?" He declared.

Sarff hissed and reluctantly shapes back into his original form.

"Are you so dangerous little man?" Sarff smirks mocking him and his apprenece.

"You want to know how dangerous I am? Davros sent You. You know how stupid you are?" he paused, giving a light chuckle, "You came," he said, causing Sarff to hiss tediously.

The Doctor raised his hands to sit over his mouth, pretending to be scared.

"Is that supposed to frighten me? Snake nest in a dress? Now, explain, politely. Davros is my arch-enemy. Why would I want to talk to him?"

"No, wait, hang on a minute! Davros is your arch-enemy now?" Missy itterupts the two.

"Hush," The Doctor replied.

"I'll scratch his eye out," Missy adds.

"I know none of whose names are mentioned," {Y/n} says.

"I'll talk to you later,"

"Davros knows. Davros remembers," Sarff said, pulling out a broken used sonic screwdriver from his robe pocket and throwing it over to him which lands near his feet.

{Y/n} scans it and looks back at him.

"It's yours," she frowns.

"Uh...it was,"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I don't have a screwdriver anymore,"

"Ooh! Never seen that before. Doctor, the look on your face. What is that?" Missy asked mockingly.

"Shame," {Y/n} answers for him.

"You're ashamed. I don't know why or what for, but that's what that look is," She points.

"Oh Doctor... what have you done," Missy wonders.

- Flashback

Please, you've got to help me!

You said I can survive!

You said you'd help me...

The Doctor stands at the opposite side of Davros, looking at him however does nothing.