Fic: Dårlig Ulv. Rating PG
Dårlig Ulv
Chapter 1/?
By Maetel/Amy
Rating: PG
Word Count: 862
Summary: Post Doomsday reunion. When forgotten parts of the past reemerge, Rose finds herself thrust back into the world she once knew, Doctor, dangers and all!
Author's Note: I started this fic a while back and felt that posting it here might get me back into writing it. To those of you who have been to my fanfiction.net account, this will be a repeat for a while. Anyways, I'm currently working on the newest chapter, but it's taking a while. Also, at the end of the chapter will be the link to the song that wound up inspiring me to write. Anyways, on with the fic.
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
- “Run” by Snow Patrol
Run. It was the only thing she could think of doing. It was all she could do. She just had to run to keep a step ahead of the ones chasing her. Following her for something she couldn’t even remember happening. She blacked out once and found herself needing to be rescued by Mickey and Preacher Jake. She knew it was a bad idea, working for Torchwood, but considering her history with them, her dad felt it would be a good idea.
There were times she wondered if she’d be able to see them again. What if Torchwood had gotten to her family as well. She didn’t doubt that the company would go after them in order to get her to release herself. That was why she was running, hoping that she would buy them some time to get her message and get away.
Such was the life of Rose Tyler. The thought made her want to break down. At one time, she traveled through time and space with the man she knew only as The Doctor. She’d give anything to have that life back. She’d give anything for him to just give her some idea as to why people were after her. That didn’t matter though. She knew that going back to that life was an impossibility. That didn’t matter though. She just knew that he wouldn’t want her to give up. Simply giving up to Torchwood would go against the person she’d become. The person The Doctor had helped her become.
She stopped when she felt a stitch in her side develop. She leaned against a building, hoping that she’d bought herself enough time, though knowing how luck liked to work out, her time wouldn’t last long. She waited a while for the pain to subside, trying to come up with some sort of plan as to keep away from her former co-workers, people she thought might have been her friends at one point, but instead were now simply interested in cutting her apart and finding out-
Rose’s head hurt when she tried to think about what had caused all of it. All she knew was that she’d not felt that sort of pain since… Never. The closest thing she could think of was a vague memory of a dream when she felt like she was going to burn.
The peroxide blonde could have sworn that her ears twitched when she heard the sound of Torchwood’s vehicles. The distinctive hum of the engines was something that made her shiver. How many unlucky visitors had heard those engines before becoming property of Torchwood?
She shook her head. Now was no time to be thinking about that. She had to get away. She dashed towards the nearest street, slipping through alleys and tumbling over fallen rubbish bins. She fell once, her trainers sliding out from under her. The air was knocked out of her, causing her to lose valuable time. She didn’t realize just how much time until she started running again.
Rose looked behind her and saw that soon, she wouldn’t be able to out run the vehicles anymore. That didn’t stop her. She wouldn’t let herself be stopped. Anything was better than being a lab rat. Even death.
“Rose Tyler. Give yourself up now. Our agents will soon have you surrounded,” blared through a loudspeaker as one agent stuck his head out of a window. Dominic Murphy always was a good guy, but apparently his work meant more to him than some chav who he’d gone out to dinner with once. Though she didn’t blame him. She had barely paid him a bit of attention that night, and when he had tried to invite himself upstairs to her flat… Wounded pride was putting it lightly.
“Sorry, Dom,” she muttered softly before she felt the burning pierce of a laser strike her on her left side, just below her ribs causing her to fall forward onto the ground. She curled up painfully, her hands moving to the wound, trying to cover it, though the slippery substance… She almost wanted to cry when she realized that the wound was bleeding. She’d always been so careful. The worst wound she’d gotten in the years since she’d traveled with The Doctor was a paper cut. She’d forgotten what such intense pain had felt like.
She felt the urge to black out creeping up on her, accompanied by a strangely familiar warmth. Her consciousness slipped from her as four words slipped from her, confusing even Rose with the lack of knowledge as to where they came from- “Help me, my Doctor.”
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As the Torchwood agents were about to apprehend the unconscious blonde, a brilliant golden light encompassed her entire form, blinding the agents. The covered their eyes, trying to preserve their sight.
As the shine faded, they uncovered their eyes, only to see that the only thing left of Rose Tyler was an indention in the show with a few drops of blood tinting the virginal whiteness.
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Music for this Chapter: Snow Patrol - Run