Realm of the Muse, Prompt 1.55.1
I think that somehow, we learn who we really are and then live with that decision. - Eleanor Roosevelt
"Catherine."
Catherine blinked, looking down at the two men struggling on the floor below.
"Catherine," the Doctor repeated, bracing a leather-clad arm against his attacker, struggling to push him off. "Little help, please?"
Catherine blinked again.
I single-handedly wiped out an entire squadron of Daleks, once.
She raised the revolver.
Crushed entire planets under the heel of my boot like insects.
She took aim at the man attacking her partner, her lover. She squinted, and lined his head up with the barrel of the gun.
Dissected people because it amused me. Took out parts of their brains and mucked about with their body chemistry just to see what would happen.
"Catherine," the Doctor said, almost pleading, as he managed to land a blow to the other man's face in a vain attempt to free himself.
Wiped out an entire generation across three planets.
She cocked the hammer, and put her finger on the trigger.
I even killed the Doctor, once.
She hesitated, with the attacker in her sights.
Then she closed the distance between her and the two struggling men in three quick strides. She stood over them, and brought the butt of the gun down on the other man's head. He crumpled in a heap, and the Doctor was able to roll him off easily.
Catherine smiled, tossed the gun aside, and held out her hand for him to take so she could help him to his feet.
I'm not that person anymore.
Catherine Endicott/The Rani
Doctor Who
Word Count: 214
"Catherine."
Catherine blinked, looking down at the two men struggling on the floor below.
"Catherine," the Doctor repeated, bracing a leather-clad arm against his attacker, struggling to push him off. "Little help, please?"
Catherine blinked again.
I single-handedly wiped out an entire squadron of Daleks, once.
She raised the revolver.
Crushed entire planets under the heel of my boot like insects.
She took aim at the man attacking her partner, her lover. She squinted, and lined his head up with the barrel of the gun.
Dissected people because it amused me. Took out parts of their brains and mucked about with their body chemistry just to see what would happen.
"Catherine," the Doctor said, almost pleading, as he managed to land a blow to the other man's face in a vain attempt to free himself.
Wiped out an entire generation across three planets.
She cocked the hammer, and put her finger on the trigger.
I even killed the Doctor, once.
She hesitated, with the attacker in her sights.
Then she closed the distance between her and the two struggling men in three quick strides. She stood over them, and brought the butt of the gun down on the other man's head. He crumpled in a heap, and the Doctor was able to roll him off easily.
Catherine smiled, tossed the gun aside, and held out her hand for him to take so she could help him to his feet.
I'm not that person anymore.
Catherine Endicott/The Rani
Doctor Who
Word Count: 214