11th Doctor Novels & Stories

she asked. “L—Lily?? How?? What??" She punched the doctor square in the jaw. He fell to the ground, holding his injury. Lily raised her arm and held hers. She walked past and saw the person holding a needle about to lounge it in my chest. I was about to be assassinated. The hurt in the doctor's eyes, knowing the consequences of their actions. They were about to go away for a long time. Lily rarely gets angry— which makes her the most terrifying person I know. One of the guards rushed in when they heard a noise. They noticed blood on the floor, and Lily about to pass out.

Ace’s words made the doctor’s eyes widen in horror. “No, eldest Master Welsh, please forgive me; I didn’t know that boy was your son; please forgive me once; I will go away from M country and never will come back, please, I beg you.” the doctor knew he crossed someone he shouldn’t, he fell for his greed, and it pulled him down in his life. Mike grabbed the doctor, and before the man could speak more nonsense, he tape-taped his mouth again, and Theo injected him with something unique, which made the doctor’s heart turn cold in just a few seconds, and he died with open eyes.

I sigh, turning to look at the Doctor. “So what role do you play?” I ask, watching a sadistic grin spread across his wrinkle-filled face. “This one!” He exclaims happily, opening his bag and producing a needle with the point gleaming evilly in the light. A liquid sloshes around in the glass tube, the amber colour sending a sense of foreboding through me. I had a feeling I would not like what he is about to do.

The proximity was making my own shadow twitch, the Scythe mark on my wrist burning with a violet fire. ​"This is exactly who I am," he countered, leaning in until his nose brushed mine. "The Doctor was a dream I had while I was sleeping. I am awake now. And I remember why I killed you in the ninth life." ​He pulled me against him, his arms like iron bands. "I killed you because if I couldn't have you, the world didn't deserve to keep you. And in this life, Elowen... I am not going to be so merciful."

I turned to Zelo who was just looking at me as if I was the most degraded type of person for him. "Why don't you enlighten me so I can fucking stop this rebellion?" The Doctor was a little surprised by the tone of my speech to Zelo, who was looking at me with folded arms. He didn't say a word and just waited for my treatment to finish. He just sat on the far side of the bed when everyone left.

Now my own body has turned against me, and I’ve wasted what time I had with my found family. “I’ll... leave you to absorb the information Ms Kirk...but if it’s what you want then we will get you out of here as soon as possible. And I’ll find a nurse to get you a different blanket” the Doctor finally remembered he’s meant to have a bedside manner. As soon as he walked out the door, Lars turned back to me frantically “We can turn you!” “What?” I asked, confused. “We can turn you! You don’t have to die; we can turn you and all of this will just go away.”

“But as soon as I’m better, you’re taking it back.” “Okay,” she laughs, agreeing to these terms, wiping the tears off of her cheeks. “Whatever you say, sis.” I’m still smiling at my sister, holding my mate’s hand tight in my own, when the Doctor comes in, Rafe hot on his heels. It’s a man I haven’t seen before – certainly not one of my normal doctors – but he certainly seems to know me.

NARRATIVE "A baby girl?" The girls chorused in their surprise. "Yes." The Doctor nodded. "Yesss!!!" Alistair squealed. "I got me a princess! A mini Lana!" He gushed and wasted no time in hurrying inside. Adele and Clara couldn't help but stare at the Doctor in confusion. Noticing this, the middle aged Doctor smiled and went ahead to explain the misunderstandings to them.