WARNING! My little authors notes have really dirty statements and little spoilers/decisions me and Tal are debating in them! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
The picture above is what Emily looks like at the end of the chapter. If u keep reading, you'll find out.

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*Emily's POV*

I woke up with a huge, pounding headache, (I'm groggy as hell) and I open my eyes to see that I'm tied up in a....chair. WAT. My mouth was covered, my forehead was forced to the back of the chair with another strap and as far as I could see, my whole body was strapped. I was also in a very uncomfortable position. My eyes drag over to my left and I saw Grandfather strapped to a similar chair to mine. Across the room, Wilf was tied up in rope on a regular chair.

The Master whispers something in Grandfathers ear and he's panting for breath. He walks away to a screen and asks: "Are we ready?"

"6,727,949,338 versions of us are awaiting your orders." A Master-Solider tells the original Master.

He looks over at me with a devilish grin and I start to struggle in my chair, I almost tip the chair in the process.

Another screen pops up on the side of the other screen and I see President Obama-Master talking.

"This is Washington. As President of the United States, I can send over all of the United Nations protocols to you in less than 5 minuets, putting you in charge of all the Earth's defense systems!"

Another Master comes on the screen except, he's in a general's uniform.

"Unit HQ, Geneva reporting, all under your command sir!" The last part he tips his hat and it switches to another screen. Again.
This time he is wearing a military uniform. I don't know from where though.

"This is the Central Unit of Beijing sir! With over 2.5 million soldiers at your command!"

The Master looks over at Wilf and turns back to the screen just in-time to see the soldiers at arms with guns.

He looks over at us. He looks really sweaty in that black hoodie.

"Enough soldiers and weapons to make this planet a War Moon."

He walks over to Grandfather and looks dead in the eye. "Nothing to say, hm Doctor? What's that? Pardon? Sorry?" Obviously knowing that Grandfather wasn't trying to talk. I was though. All you could hear was muffles of speech.

"Let them go you swine!" Wilf shouted from across the room. The Master ran over to him, "Listen to your Master!" he yelled. Then, Wilf's phone rang.

Ringgggggg. RInggggggggg. RInggggggggg.

"That's a mobile."

"Yeah and it's mine! Let me turn it off."

"You don't understand. Everyone on the Earth is me! So if I'm not calling you, who is!"

I started to muffle to try to talk so he could leave Wilf and us alone.

"It's nobody!" Wilf shouts at The Master's face. The Master starts to rummage through Wilf's jacket and pulls out the revolver that I saw earlier.

"Oh and look at this Doctor, Emily! Good man!" The Master throws it across the room and I see Wilf look at us reassuringly.

Ringggggggggg.Ringggggggggggggg.Ringgggggggg.

Wilf phone keeps ringing and my curiosity get's the best of me so fast. What if it's Donna?

"Donna? Who's Donna!" The Master yells at us.

"She's no one! Just leave it." Wilf yells back.

The Master answers it. I don't hear anything besides Donna screaming "You've got to help me! Please!"

"Who is she? Why didn't she change?" The Master asks Wilf like he'd know.

"Well the Doctor and Emily did this thing, it was called The Meta-Crisis."

How'd he know that?

"Ohh! The Doctor just loves playing with Earth Girls!" He says in disgust. I say some of our finest companions are from Earth!

I hear some noise from the phone and then the Master starts to yell out orders again. "Find her! Trace the call!"

"Say goodbye to the freak, Grand-dad!" The Master says holding the phone to Wilf's ear.

"Donna! Get out of there!" he yells.

"She's on Wessex (hheheeheh sorry I had to) Lane,Chiswick. Open the phone lines!" Naismith-Master says. "Everyone on Red Alert!"

"Run! Run! Just Run sweetheart run for your life!" Wilf yells and yells. I start to struggle in my chair and start to yell but it results in muffles of sound in the silent room. Grandfather just stares at The Master.

"My head, it just keeps getting hotter and hotter and hotter and hotter!" Donna says. Then she screams in pain.

I manage to get the strap of my mouth about to say some fun things to the Master but Wilf sreams at him instead. "You monster what have you done!"

"Nothing. I haven't done anything." He looks shocked. Then, he looks at Grandfather. I slide my head over to my left and see him smiling and he winks at The Master. He gets up and runs to Grandfather's chair and rips the strap off his mouth and The Master covers mine with his hand. I bite and lick it hoping he would get it off my beautiful face! "Ow!" he jumps back in pain.

"Oh that's better! Hello!" Grandfather says with a smile on his face.

"Are you really that stupid thinking we'd leave our best friend without a defense mechanism?" I tell him.

"Emily! What happened to Donna?" Wilf asks me. "It's all right, she's fine. She'll just sleep." Grandfather answers.

"Tell me, where's your TARDIS?" The Master asks us.

I give him my best insult yet.

"The real question here is, where's your TARDIS? Then you can just ruin your piece of beautiful machinery instead of ours."

The next thing he does surprises me. He slaps me across the mouth. My eyes are on the brink of tears but I'm fine. Probably just a red mark. Grandfather just looks at me and I glare at him for not yelling at him. He looks at The Master with admiration in is eyes. What? What the hell is he looking at him for? (omg the shipping is real right now DoctorxMaster).

"You could be so wonderful." Grandfather says. He's crazy.

"Where is it?" The Master replies.

"Your a genius. You're stone cold brilliant, you are. I swear, you really are." The Master cocks (heheheheh) his head in confusion and leans back.

"No he's not." I say. The Master raises his hand ready for round two of 'Abuse Emily Until She Cries'. I'm ready for impact. But I don't feel anything.

"Emily, be nice." The Master says to me. I spit at him and turn my head to my right and look away.

They keep talking until I hear something that interests me.

"What noise?" I hear Wilf ask.

I look at the Master and see him walk towards the middle of the room.

"It began on Gallifrey, as children, not that you'd call it childhood. More a life of duty. Eight years old I was taken for initiation, to stare into the Untempered Schism."

"What does that mean?" I ask him.

"It's a gap in the Fabric of Reality. You can see into the Time Vortex itself. And it hurts." Grandfather answered my question. He looks sad a little bit and his voice cracked, his voice has been doing that alot lately.

"They took me there, in the pitch black dark. I looked into time oldman, and I heard it, calling to me. Drums. The Never  Ending Drums."

I heard the tapping in my head, I don't know how but I did. The four beats. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. (omg if you read this and started tapping it then I thank you so do that the whole way through.)_

"Let's find it. You and me and Emily. Let's find the drums."

"He steps on foot into our TARDIS and I will throw him out and let him die in space." I threaten my Grandfather.

"Oh! Oh, wait a minuet! Oh yes! That's good!" The Master was shouting and jumping around. "What? What is it?" I hear my Grandfather ask.

"The noise exists within my head and now within six billion other heads! Everyone on Earth can hear it! OH yes!" (That was really dirty....damn mind) He flaps (omg I almost wrote the wrong thing..) his arms around in joy and he starts to laugh manically and I see his skeleton show. He bends down because he was in pain, even I could tell.

"The gate wasn't enough. Your still dying." Grandfather tells him. "That body was born out of death. All it can do is die and die." I tell Grandfather. The Master stands up and had a look of pure genius on his face.  "What did you tell me, back in the wasteland?" He asks us. "You said 'The End of Time.'"

"We were shown a prophecy, it said something is returning. That's why he needs your help." I tell The Master, trying not to be part of it. "But, what if I'm part of it?!" The Master keeps nagging on and on and on.

"Look Doctor, Emily, that's what you prophecy was. It was ME!" The Master said and he threw his hands in the air. Grandfather starts to struggle in his chair and The Master goes to me and slaps me again. "What the hell did I do?!" I yell at him. "You still haven't told me where your TARDIS is yet."

"Just stop! Stop hitting her she didn't do anything! Just think for one moment of your life and listen to me!" Grandfather starts to yell at his old friend.

"Kill her and the old man! But not The Doctor, he stays with me." The Master points to us and a guard comes over to me with a gun pointed to my head.I look the guard over and notice something that's usually unnoticeable. He's one inch too tall.

"Actually the most impressive thing about you is that, after all this time, your still bone-dead stupid." I say. A grin spreading across mine and Grandfather's face. The Master rolls his neck so you can hear his bones crack and he mean mugs me. "Take aim" He says with a little irritation in his voice and I hear the gun cock. (heheeh) I wink at the 'guard' and smile.

"You've got six billion pairs of eyes, but you still can't see the obvious can you?" Grandfather asks him.

"Like what?"

"That guard, is one inch to tall."

The Master looks at me and then the 'guard' and gets his head banged out by the back of the gun.

The 'guard' takes off his helmet revealing the guy Vinvocci whose name I still don't know. "Oh my god! I hit him! I've never hit anyone in my life!" He exclaims.

"Well you need to learn a thing or two from me!" I yell at him. Just then Ms.Addams bursts in through the door yelling that we gotta go. "God bless the Cactuses!" Wilf yells as Mrs.Addams starts untying him from his chair and rope.Soon, he's set free!

"That's Cacti!" Grandfather says to him.

"That's racist!" Me and Rodger Rabbit say at the same time. I am going to call the male cactus Roger Rabbit just because I can.

"Hey Rodger Rabbit, when your done trying to get my Grandfather out maybe you can get ME out too!"

"Are you talking to me?" Rodger Rabbit said.

"Yes! Who else is called Rodger Rabbit!"

"My name is Rossiter. Not Rodger Rabbit."

"Well, I'm going to call you that."

"Hurry up Ross!" Ms.Addams was yelling at Rodger Rabbit.

"I'm trying! There are too many buckles and straps for the both of them!"

"Just wheel 'em!"

"Oh no! Please don't! I am going to get really cranky and your not going to like me!" I say. Then soon enough, Grandfather and I are both being wheeled down the stairs. Grandfather is yelling like a maniac and thanks to him, I get a huge migraine and naturally, fall asleep.

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"Hurry up and get me out!" Is all I hear when I wake up from my nap and open my eyes to be found in a spaceship.Great.

My head starts to pound in pain."Ahhhhh! Shut! Up! NOW! I need Advil, someone get me some Advil!" I yell at them. I see Ms.Addams and Rodger Rabbit start to unbuckle me and Grandfather. My head is hurting so bad it's almost unbearable.

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Ms.Addams and Grandfather started getting into an argument after I had gotten my Advil for my headache. I saw a window and went to it. I look at the view of Earth. Amazing people, human beings. I just wished they knew that. I turn my gaze away from the window to see Wilfred walk over to my Grandfather and I walk over to them.

"Yeah, I know you though. Bet you've got a plan eh.Come on, you've always got a trick off your sleeve." Wilf tell Grandfather reassuringly. Grandfather just stares at Wilf with a cold face. I leave him alone at this point, he can blow any minuet. So I walk back over to the window.

"So small and shining,shining bright and cold,a tiny, tiny star, falling,falling, burning,burning,burning!!!!!" I hear inside my head.

"Ahh!" I wince in pain as a clutch my head. "You all right Emmy?"

"Yeah, I'm good."

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The heating was off. Great. Now I'm sitting here freezing my arse off. Grandfather was trying to fix it right now, he was messing with wires and stuff while I was sitting but the window that showed Earth, it was an amazing view. Suddenly, I saw a flashing orange and white light. "Grandfather! Look! Look!"

"Not now Emily, I'm busy!"

"Get off your lazy arse and look before it's gone!" I yelled at him.

He glares at me but comes over to where I am standing.

WHOOOSHH!

"Do you know what that was?" Grandfather asked me.

"No. Do you?" I asked.

" Maybe it was a comet." I say.

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"Got this old thing fixed?" I heard a voice say. I turned around and see Wilf, standing there with his coat wrapped around him tightly. "No. I'm just fixing the heating." Grandfather replied. Wilf walked over to him and sat down next to him.

"You better be fixing that heating because I'm cold!" I complained.

"I told you to take a sweater but no, you said 'It's hot outside and I don't need a jacket!' and then I said 'You're going to get cold!' and then you just kept arguing that you didn't need a jacket." Grandfather said while trying to mimic me. "I told you so!" I heard him say while sticking his tounge out at me. Wilf was chuckling in the backround, so I would do what anybody else would do; Ignore him.

Wilf looked out the window from where he was sitting, I saw admiration in his eyes. "I've always dreamt of a view like this."

"We're astronauts!" I said, trying to make Grandfather laugh. Sadly, he didn't. Wilf did though. Grandfather was just busy.

"It's dawn over England.Look." Wilf says pointing to the window.

We looked at the window and I could see the Sun just starting to rise. It was beautiful. I could see the oranges, reds, scarlets and the solar flares that were coming off the Sun. If I had a daughter, I would name her after the Sun. (Foreshadowing is so real right now...I MEAN IDK WHAT YOUR TALKING ABOUT IM NOT PLANNING A TEEN PREGNANCY YET THATS CRAZYY!!! I watch to much Secret life of the American Teenager...*sighs*CONTINUE READING READERS!)

"It's a brand new day, a new beginning." I said trying to be perky.

"My wife's down there. I might never see her again." Wilf said with devastation in his voice. I looked at him and saw his eyes starting to water. My eyes also started to water, I've been thinking about my family recently, and it hurts. In Torchwood, there's a photo of my family on Jacks desk. I remember the day that we took it like it was yesturday.

*Emily Flashback. A month before Chris died*

"But Mom! I want to look nice for the family picture! Please can I wear some of your makeup! PLEASE!!!" I whined. "No Emily. I don't need Jack hitting on you when you look like a 25 year old." My mom said in defense. The real reason was because she didn't trust me with her makeup. "I'm 213! I'm old enough! And Jack is not going to hit on me. He's got Tosh to do that for him." I shouted back at her. My father walked in with Chris in his arms. My dad was gone alot so I never got to see him, thus having a rocky relationship with him.

"Emily. Stop screaming at your mother. She's telling you these things because she-" My mom glares at my dad. " we love you." I saw Chris cover his ears, knowing we would start shouting.

"No you don't. You don't even care about us anyways." I said to him and ran off to my room.

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Chris ran after me to my room. I shut the door and locked it. "Emiwey. (pronounced Em-e-wey) Can you pwease come out? Momma and Dadda are starting to fight." I heard him say outside my door.

I walked to my door and opened it to see Chris starting to tear up. I grabbed him and put his face in my chest, and combed his blonde hair with my fingers. "Everything's going to be alright Chris. It's okay. Mom and Dad aren't going to split up. Even though Daddy is gone alot, doesn't mean they are not in love anymore okay." I told him. I picked him up and put him on my bed. He sniffled and I wiped his tears away.

"I'm going to tell you a story about a little girl, and her problems with her family okay?" I told him.

He nodded. And I started to sing my song.

(This is actually a song called 'His Daughter' by Molly Kate Kestner. SO play it and listen along.)

" 'Everything's gonna be alright' she whispers to herself.She was only 6 years old the night, when she hid behind that shelf. Daddy had a little too much to drink and momma didn't want her to feel the pain she felt. But she still felt that pain. Well ten years came and went. And Dad was gone. She looked for love in other men, but she tried to head strong. Ohh broken hearts and scars in only places she could see. She just wanted to feel something! And as she sat there on her bed, thinking 'bout what those girls said, tears streamed form her eyes and she cried. 'If there's a God out there hear please, hear my prayer. I'm lost and I'm scared and I've got no where else to go. I've come a long long way, but I'm not sure I can make it much farther. So if your listening. Could you lend a helping hand to your daughter?' " I told him and he looked at my arms and saw all those old cut marks that were slowly healing. I was almost a year clean.

" Are you done with the stowy?" Chris asked me. "Yes. I'm done with the story. But you little monster, need to get ready for the pictures!" I said as I was starting to tickle him. He laughed and laughed. That was my favorite sound to hear in the whole universe. I would do anything to get him back.

Then a month later, the accident happened.

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I stepped out of Memory Lane and snapped back to reality. I looked at Wilf and my Grandfather talking. " Do you think he changed them, in their graves?" Wilf asked him. Grandfather was messing with a box thingy. He looks up from the box and stares at Wilf. (Me: Doc you you keep creepin?) He stays silent, meaning the answer was yes.

Wilf looked a little sad and he looked at me, knowing about my past. We were both on the brink of tears. "I'm sorry" is all my Grandfather says. "You can feel a little more sympathy for both of us if you had any." I muttered to myself. (Me: *cups hands into microphone* EMILY'S ON HER PERIO- *Emily puts her hand over my mouth* Emily: SHUT UP NO IM NOT IDK WHAT YOUR TALKING ABOUTT?? O/////O) "What did you say Em?" Grandfather asked me. "Nothing!" I said reassuringly.

"It's not your fault." Wilf replies, wiping his finger on his eye. "But isn't it?" Grandfather says. He looked sad. We need to change the subject like ASAP! "Wilf, tell me some of your old war stories!" I told him. I walked to where he was sitting and sat beside him.

"Okay. 1948, I was over there" He pointed to a part of Earth. " End of the mandate in Palestine. Private Mott; a skinny little idiot I was." I laughed at that. " I stood on this rooftop in the middle of a skirmish." Grandfather ooked over at us, took off his glasses, and listened for once. "Like a blizzard, all them bullets in the air. The world gone mad." Wilf sighed and looked like he was trying to remember more details. Wilf looked over at my Grandfather, realizing he was listening, and smiled. "You don't wanna listen to an old mans tales do ya?"

"I'm older than you. So is Emily." Grandfather said.

"Shutup!" I yelled at him.

"No way!" Wilf said shockingly.

"I'm906 and Emily is 214!"

"Grandfather, did you know that a  woman never reveals her age?" I told him.

"Really? Wow." Wilf said, ignoring my comment.

"Yeah. I'm old." Grandfather said.

"Nine hundred and two hundred years old?" Wilf asked. We nodded in agreement.

"We must look like insects to you." Wilf chuckled at that.

"No. I think you look like giants." Grandfather siad with awe.

"Big, Bad Giants in the sky." I finished for him.

Wilf pulls out the revolver that I say earlier and hands it to my Grandfather. "Look, I want you yo have this. I've kept it all this time and I thought.."

"No." Grandfather says with a straight face.

"No, but if you take it you could.."

"NO." Grandfather says more firmly.

Wilf takes the gun back and holds it with shaky hands.

"You had that gun in the mansion. You could've shot the Master there and then. Why didn't you?" Grandfather asks. I see confusion and curiosity in his eyes.

"Too scared I suppose." Wilf replied, looking at the floor.

"I'd be proud."

"Of what?!" I ask him.

"If he were my dad."

"Oh don't you dare start!" I tel him teasingly.

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(This is when The Doctor and Emily are about to jump of the ship.)

Everybody was in their battle stations, the missiles were gone and I was scared. Grandfather took my had and squeezed it reassuringly. He didn't know this but I took the gun from Wilf and put it in the ack of my pants, where people in movies usually  put them. I looked at him and smiled.

Then, we jumped.

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{Emily POV} (still because why not.)

Gallifrey Rises! Gallifrey Rises! Gallifrey Rises!

We crashed through the glass and landed with a huge thud. I can feel my face have cuts on it and feel the blood starting to come out. I looked my arms and saw my old cut scars start to open from the glass. My hair and tiny pieces of glass in it and looked crazy, I could already tell. I struggled to get up. I looked in front of me to see bout 5 people. Gallifreyian my mind told me by the way they're dressed. High Council robes and then I regonized the lead. Lord President Rassilon, Founder of the Timelord Society.

My arms hurt, my legs were killing me and to top it off, the revolver was gone. I looked around while I was still on the floor and it was by Grandfathers foot. I patted him and pointed to it. "Get..it.." I whispered, my voice hoarse. He grabbed it real quick and slid it in his shirt-vest thingy. I got up, my legs wobbled a little bit, I looked down at my skinny jeans and saw that they were all torn up. From my knee to my thigh, you can see scratches, cuts,  and blood. I looked like I just walked out of a massacre  from all this blood. My t-shirt was ripped in some places, especially by my shoulder. My bra strap was showing and I quickly covered it.

"My Lord Doctor, Lord Master and Lady Ember." Rassilon said as he was walking towards us. "We are gathered for the end." My legs couldn't hold me any longer. I fell right beside my Grandfather again. I could see him breathing really heavily. He stated to get up, panting as he did. "Listen to me. You can't.."

"It's a fitting paradox that our salvation comes at the hands of our most infamous child." Rassilon said, talking about the Master.

"Oh, he's not saving you. Don't you realize what he's doing?" I said. Rassilon surprised that I talked.

"Hey, no, hey. That's mine. Hush!" Master told me. In other words, it was basiclly saying 'Shut up!"

"Look around you. I've transplanted myself into every single human being. But, who wants a mongrel, little species like them? Because now I can transplant myself into every single Timelord. Oh yes Mr President, sir, standing there all noble and resplendent and decrepit. Think how much better you're gonna look, as me!" The Master said with a grin. Rassilon lifted up his right hand, which looked like it had some sort of armor. It started to glow blue. He's reversing the humans! The Master was shocked, "No,nononononinoonono!" was all he could say. He sounded like a child who didn't get their way. The peoples heads shook violently with force, trying to get back to their original state.

"On your knees mankind." Rassilon ordered.

"That's fine, that's good. Because you said 'salvation'. Don't forget I saved you!" The Master said, worry was on his face and I could not get happier that his plan failed.

"The approach begins." Rassilon raised his staff.

"Approach of what?"

"Something is returning. Don't you ever listen!?" My Grandfather yelled at the Master

"That was the prophecy. Not someone, but something!" I told him, still struggling getting up.

"Bringing back what?!"

"They're not just bringing back the species. It's Gallifrey! RIght here, right now!"

The ground started to skae, knocking me off my feet, again! (Me: Damnit Em, Gravity just hates you!) The sky was getting darker and you could here people screaming. You could see Gallifrey coming in through the window. People were running out of the room, things were falling and we were aboutto die.

"But I did this! I get credit!! I'm on your side!" The Master screamed at Rassilon. I could hear all the screams of terror and panic coming form outside.

"Get out of my way! Get out, get out!" I hear a voice shout through all the chaos. I turn my head a little, my neck being a little stiff didn't help. It's Wilf, he's come to save us. "Doctor? Emily?" I could hear him say. "Please! Somebody, please!" Someone was yelling inside the Radiation Controller. Wilf ran into the other side to help get the poor man out. "Wilf, don't! Don't!!" I heard my Grandfather say.

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"The End of Time will come, at my hands. The rupture will continue until it rips the Time Vortex apart." Rassilon said, with a look of achievement on his face. "That's suicide!" I yell. "We will ascend to become creatures of consciousness alone, free of those bodies, free of time and cause and effect, while creation itself ceases to exist."

"You see now? That's what they were planning in the final days of the war. I had to stop them." Grandfather looks at the Master. His teeth were grinding against each other and was spiting when he spoke. He was furious.

"Take me with you Lord President. Let me ascend into glory!" The Master bended down on his knees, a maniac look on his face. I looked at Rassilon, and then to my Grandfather.

"You are diseased, alebit a disease of our own making. No more." Rassilon moved his armor hand, ready to kill the Master. Me and Grandfather looked at each other. Fear, sadness and determination, in his eyes. I handed me the gun and we both sprinted upwards.

I stood there, gun in hand, ready to kill Rassilon. I pulled the trigger, but a bullet didn't come out. It was just to scare them.

"Choose your enemy well Ember. We are many. The Master is but one." Rassilon said to me. The words echoed in my head. Choose your enemy well.

" He's Lord President! Kill him and Gallifrey could be yours!" The Master said. Power or Destruction. It was the same thing.

I turned towards him, and her the same noise out of the gun. "He's to blame, not me!" he yelled. My Grandfather was standing beside me, just in case I got out of hand. "Oh, the link is inside my head. Kill me, the link gets broken and they go back." I  just looked at him. "You never would. You coward."
That made my anger rise. I am not a coward. I bring justice. 'This isn't right' my head was saying to me. "Go on then. Kill me. Do it!" He yelled at me. My finger was inching closer and closer to the trigger. I couldn't do it.

I turned back to the High Council. My face was so scrunched up I had to looked like a wrinkled shirt. "Exactly! It's not just me! It's him! He's the link! Kill him!" I hear the Master yell. "Will the first act of your life be murder? Will it Doctor and Ember? But which one of us will you kill?" Rassilon said. I got thinking, my gears in my head were turning. I was breathing through my teeth, thinking of ways I could get out of this. It's far too late now, I'm in this hole too deep for anyone to hear me.

As if magic, I heard a choir singing. It sounded do peaceful. I looked at my Grandfather. looks like he heard it too. I looked behind Rassilon to see and elderly Timelady uncover her hands form her face. Before, she looked like a Weeping Angle.  She had a single tear streaming down her cheek. I un-scrunched my face, let it relax and slowly put down the gun. I saw my Grandfather out of the corner of my eye, look like he had seen a ghost. Then, as quick as a flash, my Grandfather and I had switched places. He was holding the gun while I was on the floor, a few feet away from him.

He turned towards the Master, who looked like he was about to cry, and just stared at him. I looked at Rassilon, the Timelady and my Grandfather. He was going to kill the Master.

"Get out of my way."

The Master smirked and dove out of the guns way. My Grandfather shot the machine that was used to find the Timelords. It blew up in a fury of fire. As it did, my world went black...

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That's it! That's The End of Time!!!(hehe get it..No..okay.) I AM SO HAPPY TO BE DONE WITH THIS! Oh, now I have to do the next episode! Damn it! So anyways I hope you really liked this and me and Tal are so thankful for all of you reading our story, posting funny comments and just reading and supporting this book in general. Another thing...QUESTIONS ARE BACK! PLEASE POST YOU QUESTIONS IN THE COMMENTS SECTION!

But before this chapter ends...I have a little segment that I have to put in here so you aren't left on a major cliff-hanger. SO HERE WE GOO! ALLONS-Y!!!!

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{3RD PERSON} (omg finally)

The Doctor carried Emily into her room. Setting her on her black bed, taking her shoes off and tucking her into bed. He knew he wasn't supposed to do this when he was about to regenerate but, he had to get his only grand-child safe. He would fix up her wounds later. He looked at her, peacefully sleeping in her bed, without a care in the world. He sighed. It's time he thought. He walked into the console room and his last words.

"I don't wanna go"