"There’s always going to be one person left. You can’t starve each other out, one of you’ll have to kill each other." Matt raised an eyebrow,snorting bitterly. "Too bad."
"Well I don’t want to have to kill you," she snapped back. "I’m trying to help. Not enough of that these days."
Matt stared at her before starting to laugh. It wasn’t a funny laugh, it was the laugh of a madman who’d lost hope. “You..Good luck with that. That’s pretty much impossible.”
"Not really," she said softly. "Just find a really good place to hide and wait for everyone else to- to kill each other off." She fiddled awkwardly with her fingers. "I just… I don’t like this. I don’t like all of us save one dying for nothing."
"Why are you telling me this? The faster I die the faster you get to live." Matt sighed, a slight frown on his face. "Forgive me if I don’t believe you."
"Because I don’t want anyone to die." She smiled bashfully at the ground. "Couldn’t even bear to kill spiders as a kid, still can’t." She looked back up at him. "I don’t want to kill anyone and I don’t want to die and I don’t want anyone else to die. I have no reason to kill you."
The colour drained out of Megan’s face when she heard the cannon. Anxiously, she looked up to the sky, wondering who had died.
John was jerking up and whirling around, knife out, before the girl had finished the second syllable of ‘hello.’ Two days in, and he was already paranoid as hell. He refused to die. Not this soon.
"Get back," he all but snarled, hands shaking. The only reason he trusted Andy was because she was basically an invalid. But whoever this girl was — Megan? — she was clearly mobile.
And John didn’t want her anywhere near them.
She held her hands up, showing she meant no harm. Taking a step back, she said, “I’m not going to hurt you. I noticed she was hurt, and I was wondering if I could help. Because let’s face it, leaving her alone while you get food and water is a bad idea.”
"Of course she is! Of course she is!" Did she entirely misunderstand him? He’s hardly about to leave his granddaughter unprotected. "She is my ward." Slipping the TARDIS key into the lock, he swings the door pen to allow her inside, casting a wary glance back at the other Time Lords.
"I know what I’ve heard," he states, then comes to the realization that the statement is entirely cryptic. "You’re taken from your own planet, trained to protect Time Lords. Personally I’ve never seen the difference between a Guardian and a hired thug. And, for reasons that were never made clear to me, I know that you wipe yourself from my memory with each new body. I won’t so much as recall this conversation, correct?"
Megan sighed and let her head hang, one hand on the console and the other on the hilt of her sword. “Hired thug is a new way of putting it. The forgetting thing won’t happen until you regenerate, which hopefully won’t happen for a long time. I don’t know why it happens, none of us were told.”
She stood up and faced him. “There’s something else. I… I have your memories.”
Megan had spotted the girl with the broken leg, and supposedly her male friend, moving towards a cave close to her own. She packed up her packet of rations, which was getting smaller, her bowl, and her sword, and followed them.
When she reached the cave, she stood well outside the entrance so they didn’t feel threatened. “Hello?” she said softly. “It’s me, Megan from District One. I’m- I’m not going to kill you.”
"Which one isn’t important," He said solemnly, waving her toward a pair of comfortable chairs. "I left that life a long time ago. With the help of your Doctor, actually."
He sank into his chair with a tired sigh. The children gave him such joy, but they were awfully hard on his knees on days when he visited malls. “I know you have questions, but honestly - I’m not a time lord. Not anymore, anyway. Gallifreyan may be my species, but I haven’t followed the ideals of the academy in centuries. I’ve been here a very long time.”
Megan sat in the chair opposite him. “Must have been, all the Time Lords were recalled for the war, you obviously didn’t join them.” She fiddled with her fingers and managed a tiny chuckle. “It’s okay, I broke the rules of the Guardians plenty of times.”
Looking back up at him, she asked, “So… What brought you here in the first place?”
"I’m Santa, of course," he chuckled, nodding to her request. He waited till she’d stood from his lap before motioning one of the other workers over, whispering in her ear. The sign in front of the waiting line of parents and children was quickly flipped to ‘Feeding the Reindeer’, causing a few complaints, but he waved to the children, giving his booming laugh once more, promising to be back in just a few minutes.
With that he took Megan’s hand in his, and walked her to the cardboard entrance done up to look like a gingerbread house. Inside the rough brown corrugated walls was his sleigh, a gorgeous sleek red vehicle with gold scrollwork along its sides. He winked, and left her side to tug a hidden handle beneath the seat, the whole seat and back end flipping up to reveal the mohogany staircase beneath.
"Why don’t you step inside, and then tell me who I am," he confided, grinning.
Megan gaped at the spacious interior concealed by the sled. “Time Lord…” she breathed. Turning back to ‘Santa’, she asked softly, “Which one? You obviously know the Doctor, which Time Lord are you?”
She looked around the cozy interior, the familiar interior hum of a TARDIS reaching her ears. “This is impossible…”
Megan nodded and drew her sword. “Right. Stay hidden, I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
- "There’s nowhere we can hide."
- "Don’t get too close."
- "Maybe I should kill myself."
- "I’m not listening."
- "No one can hurt you now."
- "Who do you think you are?"
- "You’re gonna catch a cold."
- "I wish that you would just leave."
- "I love the way you laugh."
- "A little evil goes a long, long way."
- "Drink the wine."
- "Maybe we could stick around for one more drink."
- "Here’s to us."
- "The last few days have kicked my ass."
- "Nothing lasts forever."
- "I don’t know what went wrong."
- "I don’t need you here."
- "Did I fall asleep?"
- "I will not die."
- "I’ll wait here for you."
- "I feel numb."
- "Deal with it."
- "I don’t care."
- "I hate the way I love you."
- "I have no regrets."
- "I love you too much to hide you."
- "I didn’t kill anybody."
- "There is no God."
- "All monsters are human."
- "You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine."
- "You’re a liar and a cheat."
- "Why do you think I’m here?"
- "Crap, are you pregnant?"
- "This is just perfect."
- "You’ve done enough already."
- "Do you know about the box?"