Time travel rescue pt. 6; 11th Doctor x teen reader ft. Queen

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No I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Why did Roger have to be so stubborn, why couldn't he and Brian have just left and gone to the TARDIS like I told them to. I pulled myself up and looked down only to see the Rusalka pacing around sniffing the air, there was no sign of Roger or Brian anywhere. Then why did it sound like he was close, unless—suddenly the Rusalka jumped right back up towards the catwalk and with Veronica's appearance she appeared to be a crazed, rabid animal.

The leopard-tiger like roars emitting definitely sent a sense of fear within my body. I looked behind me and I saw a genie lift, I crawled towards it before finally finding my footing and rushed over and got onto the genie and quickly pressed the down button as well as ranked up the speed as high as it could go just so I could avoid getting attacked again.

The Veronica look alike soon jumped after me but suddenly a weight bag hit her gut sending her upwards and as soon as she reached the top and I hit the bottom, she was now tangled up in the ropes and pulleys.

"What were you doing napping?" Roger teased as he opened the gate and helped me stand up.

"How did....."

"I was actually up in the technicians wing and spoke into the speaker microphone."

"Then what was the weight bag and the....."

"Galileo's theory of gravity and weight. By tying that 30lbs weight back it had a greater acceleration than a lighter bag would. So I tied one end of the rope with the weight bag that was right by this genie and cut the last strand of rope just as the Rusalka would leap after you." Brian explained as he and Roger helped me stand up.

"Did you find him?"

"He's on the roof. We can get to him now that bitch face is tied up. Come on I need your help." We raced to the back room. Just as I turned down the path, I was suddenly blindsided and all I saw was black.

And the faint voices of Brian and Roger calling out for me before nothing but silence rang out.

"(Y/n)? (Y/n)! C'mon my tigress come on." When I opened my eyes, there hovering over me was the Doctor.

"Doctor? Wha....what happened?"

"I came in to find you passed out along the corridor."

"Where's Roger and Brian? Did they get Deacy?" he looked at me sadly and didn't respond. I sat up and I demanded. "Doctor? How long was I out?" he didn't respond right away I began to grow worried.

"You guys have been gone for an hour. And—I'm sorry (y/n) but they're gone." What?

"No. No. No! No! No! NOOOO!!!!" I sobbed as I thrashed around. Why didn't I pay more attention? How could I be so stupid you damn stupid bitch! Now because of you, they're dead. The greatest band in all of Rock history is dead because you were careless you damn bitch!

I felt the Doctor wrap his arms around me trying to get me to stop thrashing. Pointless words of comfort and strokes of my hair meant nothing, all I could hear was my heart breaking and the last thing I heard of Queen were the sounds of them crying out my name.

After a while I just went numb and that's when the Doctor said.

"It wasn't your fault (y/n)."

"It's always my fault. Everywhere I go I bring danger along with me. Some friends of mine from the gang, my nana, my parents, and now Queen. Why am I so destructive?" I numbly said.

"(Y/n)......"

"Don't even try it Doctor." I told him. "You've known all along. I'm reckless, as you've always said. And by being reckless I would be careless. And that's exactly what's happened." He sighed heavily and said.

"Well then this might help you. I've found out where Freddie was taken, and just who the scout was." I quickly looked up at him and demanded as I gripped the sides of his jacket.

"Who was it!?"

"I ran some DNA strands of hair I found in one of the volunteers dressing rooms and it came back positive with some Rusalka zygon DNA. But you're not gonna like who it is."

"Don't sugarcoat it Doctor!"

"The DNA belonged to Paul Prenter." At that point I saw nothing but red. I stormed out of the theater and out into the cold London weather and as the Doctor trailed behind me calling out my name warningly.

"Where did he take them?"

"(Y/n) you're not thinking straight—"

"WHERE DI HE TAKE THEM!?" I roared as I turned to face the Doctor. He looked at me worriedly and he said.

"I need to know you're not going to do something stupid. If you really want to save those boys, you've got to think clearly and have a plan."

"I've got a plan. Attack and skin Prenter alive. Now tell me where he took them." The Doctor was silent before he finally said.

"Their home planet."

"Manga Graecia." I muttered lowly with a slight nod of my head. I turned back around and raced off towards the TARDIS.

"No! (Y/n) wait remember what I said!"

"The more time we waste here, the more time they have to be tortured and killed by those psychotic bitches! And I for one am not going to lie down while those boys endure that!"

"I get that you want to save them, but what good will it do if you just go in as you normally do knives or guns ablazing! This is why I don't choose violence! Because I can't stand by and watch as you get yourself killed!" I reached out and touched the doors and paused there for a moment taking in what the Doctor had just said.

I lowered my head and I said.

"Then what do you suggest then?"

"We can come up with a plan together, and we'll save them together. You've done so much on your own already, and you bear the weight of your failures so much. Time for someone to finally help you. You're not the only one who loves those boys (y/n)." he placed his hands on my shoulders and gently rubbed them.

"Okay." I sighed.

"That's my girl." He then got in front of me and entered the TARDIS first. "Right now channeling the coordinates to Magna Graecia we can move right on as soon as we formulate a plan." As the Doctor proceeded to ramble on, I silently picked up a 5/8th's wrench and with the right amount of force to not kill him, I knocked him out over the head.

"I'm sorry Doctor, but I can't wait another second." I dropped the wrench and proceeded to drag him out of the TARDIS. I set him down on a nearby bench and went back to the TARDIS. I activated her up and pressed the enter button for the coordinates to be punched in and I pulled the lever and soon she began to breathe that famed wheezing sound. "Hang on guys, I'm on my way."

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