The Destroyer

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What's up nerds? Yes, yes, I know. Too much 30 Rock, but hey, its a good show. Either way, here is the first bit of fan fiction I have ever written. I've never done it before because I have always been afraid of being unable to capture the essence of the characters I would be writing about. This plot bunny would not leave alone though so here it is. Now, if you haven't ever watched Doctor Who I think it's safe to say that there might be somethings you may not understand. All I have to say is watch this awesome British sci-fi television show. Yes, the special effects are sorta cheesy but the acting totally makes up for it. I recommend watching the episode "Midnight" for that was the one that got me hooked on the series and made me go back and watch all of the episodes that had all ready aired. One final thing: 10th Doctor all the way! I know you like the 11th Nikki but the 10th shall always be my Doctor, however creepy that may sound. Oh, and Mira is nothing more than a figment of my imagination, so in that case, my property.

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“How could you?”

The Doctor stood facing a young woman that appeared to be no more than 22. She was turned away from him, her short auburn hair cascading around her tense shoulders, refusing to look at the Time Lord standing behind her, the planet that she had just left imprinted within her mind. It had been ablaze with color, falling in within itself, slowly but surely destroying itself inside and out. 

“How could you just destroy it like that?!”

            The woman turned around slowly, revealing a youthful face void of any emotion. Her green eyes, like her face, were blank. She fixed her vacant stare upon the livid Doctor before replying in a trance like state. 

“…It had to happen.”

The Doctor was beyond the point of rage now. The normally cheerful face was marred with disgust, his eyes burning dangerously with an unimaginable amount of wrath aimed at the petite woman in front of him, his mouth pulled back into a snarl.

“No! It didn’t have to happen! It never should have happened. It wasn’t a fixed point in time! All of those people wouldn’t have had to die! How could you? You were there with me when we visited that planet. You saw that there was a spark of decency there, hidden underneath all of the hatred, all of the prejudice. They could have had a better future! They could have learned to look beyond their differences and coexist! But no! They will never have that chance now that you wiped them all out without a single thought! How could you be so heartless?”

His words slammed into her like bricks, breaking through the safe cocoon of detachment she had created for herself. The hate, the guilt, the never-ending sorrow, all of her carefully locked up emotions broke through the dam, running across her face and animating her previously robotic disposition.   

“Heartless! Do not talk to me about being heartless Doctor.” She hissed back at him, green eyes flashing. “You have no idea what its like! Did you know? That I was there when the very universe was nothing more than a pile of gas and stardust, just waiting to be filled with all the hopes, all the dreams of the civilizations and planets that were to come. Waiting to see their full potential shining through?

“I saw civilizations rise out of nothing! I saw them succeed against all odds and manage to create something powerful! Something awe inspiring! I watched them grow like a mother would a child, only to,” here she faltered, her eyes brimming with unshed emotion. She bit her bottom lip, turning away from him in a futile attempt to hide the now falling tears.

A moment passed in which the Doctor’s hearts pounded in his chest as he waited for her to continue. His previous anger seemed like a tiny far away thing now with ever word that escaped from her lips. She finally spoke again, her voice much softer than it had been before.

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