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A Force Sensitive with a doll Ch 6
WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE DOCTOR WHO SERIES 6 FINALE, THE WEDDING OF RIVER SONG. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
40 ABY Everyone dies
"DOC-TOR WHO?!" Dorium's words rang in the Timelords ears. The answer to the question was so simple, but so dangerous. He had to get away for a while, let The Silence think he was gone. But where could he go, they were everywhere. The Doctor smiled, seeing the small doll that belonged to her. He smiled and quickly put in the correct data before pulling the lever.
A dark haired woman sat on a rock near a small creek in a meditative position. It was one the few pastimes she could still do easily and regularly. Luna had been knighted almost 30 years ago and now taught at the New Jedi Order. Leaving Scarlet alone again, she'd taught for a while as well, but eventually she decided that it wasn't for her and went off on her own.
The Doctor had yet to visit her, and each day she feared more and more that he wouldn't come back before she passed.
A Force Sensitive with a doll Ch 5
4 ABY It's been a long time
"Doctor surely you have a favorite place? We've gone to so many places that Rory and I wanted to see. I want to see someplace you want to go." Amy said, leaning against the console next to the Doctor. The Doctor shrugged, "Amy, I am over 900 years old. There is no where I haven't been." "Well then Mr. Timelord. Where is someplace you haven't gone in a while that you love?" The Doctor thought about it for a few minutes, trying to decide if he wanted to take Amy to the first place he thought of. Eventually he nodded to himself and then moved and started imputing information into the TARDIS console. Before pulling the lever he looked at Amy and said "Are you sure?" "Of course I am." He sighed and pulled the lever.
"Scarlet what's that?" The 13 year old blue haired apprentice of Jedi Knight Scarlet Astra asked. "What's what Luna?" Scarlet said, breaking off at the end, seeing that box. She frowned and said "Luna go back inside the hut with Lucas." "What? Why
A Force Sensitive with a doll Ch 4
5 BBY More than one friend
"Well that was difficult." The Doctor sighed collapsing in a chair back on the TARDIS. "At least this time, the Atraxi decided to listen and leave." He stood up and adjusted his new bowtie. "Now then, checking for any other Atraxi craft." The Doctor looked at the screen and saw none. He glanced at his watch and sighed. It'd been a while since he'd seen Scarlet. Sure she had said she never wanted to see him again but that was 25 or so years in the past, her time. Surely she'd have forgiven him by now. The Timelord nodded and started to input the correct data into the TARDIS.
A short time later he opened the doors and looked out. But instead of a roof or something like he expected, the TARDIS had taken him to a dark room, the condition of it looked old and destroyed. Chairs flipped over, burn marks on the walls and floor and a broken window. But what caught the Doctor's eye was what looked to be a large slab of concrete. He walked around and saw there were
A Force Sensitive with a doll Ch 3
30 BBY She's gone now
Amber eyes glowed in anger behind dark hair. The Jedi had managed to escape her Master's trap. Yet again. At least this time he couldn't blame her. Since her last visit from the Doctor, nine, no eight years ago, Scarlet had become a whole new person. No longer a force sensitive child, she was now a full blown Sith assassin, trained by Darth Sidious himself.
The Jedi knew nothing of her existence, well they knew that there was an extremely skilled assassin, most likely a Sith who was being employed to take out Republic and separatist target. They knew nothing else. She left no trace other than the occasional lightsaber burn left after a decapitation. No holo-footage, no DNA, and especially, no witnesses.
The only ones alive, who knew about her, were Sidious and Dooku. And Dooku barely knew anything himself. The only two who knew enough about her to be a threat were her master and Darth Maul. Though Maul was now dead.
Currently Scarlet sto
A Force Sensitive with a doll Ch 2
38 BBY 4 years later
"But why can't I?" I asked, upset with my father. "Because what if the Jedi sense you? You are strong in the Force. They will not think twice about taking you, even if you are only a child." "But" "The answer is no Scarlet." I closed my eyes and frowned. "Yes father." I said, walking away.
I went on the roof of the building where we lived and sighed, sitting down. "He never lets me do anything." I said to myself, resting my chin in my hand. I had no friends, no one but Darth Maul to talk to usually. Because Father was always busy, I rarely saw him except when he was training me. I pulled my lightsabers off my belt. He had finally decided that I had enough skill to successfully use two blades. The next step was a double bladed saber.
I ignited one saber and looked into the crimson blade. Sometimes I wished that I was a Jedi so I could have a different color blade. I'd love i
A Force Sensitive with a doll Ch 1
A Force Sensitive with a Doll
In the "12 Years" that the doctor is away from Amy Pond, he ends up in another galaxy, far, far away.
It was many years ago when I first met him. He appeared out of thin air, him and his blue box. I was only six years old at the time. I would have never been able to guess that he would change my life so much, or change me. That man, that insane, wonderful and utterly mad man. That madman with a box. A box that could travel through time and space itself. Or at least, so he claimed. I wouldn't learn that he was in fact telling the truth until later in life. But there is a time for everything, and a reason for everything, a very important lesson I would come to learn from my time with him.
42 BBY First meeting
Father had sent me and Darth Maul to Endor while he visited with the Jedi. He didn't want them to sense me and take me away. It w
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The darkness was overwhelming, but I had to focus on the light. If I could just use my fairy dust to break Baltor's spell then the others could destroy the ring. I focused as hard I could on my fairy dust power. It just wouldn't work though. I was doing my best to not hit my friends but also trying to fight the dark spell at th
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