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// Marching to the Drums (Bonus Chapter) 
// Story: I Could Do So Much More... 
// by Fre3doM 
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	I smiled at Derpy, sitting on the soft cushion inside the TARDIS. Derpy had gone spelunking in the Doctor's wardrobe, and she was in a tight jacket, the same one I saw on the Doctor when he first came to Ponyville. She had managed to put a hat on my head, trying to trap a curly mane underneath it, and she had draped a long scarf around my neck. She had wrapped it a few times around, and it still went down to the floor. She had also found a vest adorned with question marks, and despite her requests, I refused to put it on. There had been a bunch of clothes from what looked like a long time ago, the kind of stuff that is only made for ponies who want to re-enact events from the way distant pass. 
The Doctor came in, staring at me and Derpy. "Put those back, please. I'd like it if you didn't toy with them." Derpy and I both placed the random articles of clothing back in the Doctor's wardrobe. 
"Sorry, Doctor." we both mumbled out to the Time Lord. He smiled at us, adjusting his bow tie. 
"Quite alright, you know now." He kept up his smile, but I felt that underneath his façade, he was hiding his disapproval. 
He tampered with the complex controls to the TARDIS, and I recognized the sound of us stopping. 
"Where are we now, Doctor?"
He smiled in reply. "Somewhere new and exciting, doesn't that sound fun?"
"As long as there is no mean aliens to try and eat us like last time, Doctor." Derpy spoke up, smiling. I couldn't help but chuckle.
"I concur Doctor, pony-eating aliens is a turn off for a vacation."
We all shared a good laugh, the Doctor strolling over to the door and opening it. When we stuck our head out, we saw the beginning of Canterlot Castle. "I thought you might enjoy seeing the founding of your capital, seeing as how it's mentioned so often in your fables."
Derpy and I both took off, noticing all the things that would eventually turn into modern Canterlot. "Look at that, Derpy. They've barely finished the foundations!" I had to admit that I was a bit of an architecture nerd, accounting for the blueprint cutie mark that adorned my flank. I watched the construction ponies staring at what I assumed were the guides to the castle. He looked up, around and then at me. He waved me over.
"Ey, you know how to read these 'ere blueprints?"
I nodded, glancing over the guide to the construction of the castle. I noticed that unlike the modern castle, the blueprint called for one large spiral, instead of the many spires it had. I pulled up a pencil, marking them in. 
"Uh, yeah, they said they want more spires."
"More spires, eh?"
'Yep."
"Alright. More spires, fellas!"
The construction worker went off to spread the news, and I gave thought to what I had just done. I swore that when I had toured the castle, they had said there hadn't been any major additions since building. I thought to what the Doctor had warned about tampering with time, so I went off to find him. 
I saw an hourglass cutie mark disappear around a corner, and I followed it. I saw that it was a young stallion, with a blonde mane and a light blue coat. 
"D..Doctor?" The stallion, stood up, looking around at the sound of the name as if I had insulted him. His eyes locked on me. 
"You...are you the one talking of the Doctor?"
"Uhm...yes?"
"He's here? Oh, he's here! How wonderful!" The stallion grinned at me, and I could see that his teeth were filed to points. "Today IS going to be a good day...for me."
I began to get the feeling that perhaps the spot that was best for me was as far away from this stallion as possible. 
"Uh, good luck with that, uhm, sir..." I began to back away.
He grinned his grin of those pointy teeth, and I could already feel myself flinching. "Oh no, you're not going to the Doctor. He's coming to you."


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I found out after that, Earth ponies were amazingly strong. I wasn't a weak pegasus, really more of middle ground, but I doubt Bulk Biceps could have lifted him. He felt impossibly heavy, his weight forcing me into the dirt. It was possible that he had a few magic runes, because I soon passed out. 
When I woke up, the blue stallion was again in front of me, but he now wore a black hoodie that covered his head. He smiled at me when he knew I had noticed his presence. "Now, you may not be able to draw the Doctor here on his own accord, but I believe I know what will get him here." He pulled out a long, sharp knife, slowly approaching. It was dusk, and I was in a quarry. The last few rays of the sun reflected ominously on the polished blade. I then took into account my position. My limbs were spread out and immobilized on a simple stone slab. He slid the blade across my midsection, and I noticed a small red line form after it. It was barely enough to cut the skin. I hadn't even felt it. And then he plunged the knife into my arm. 
Against my better judgment, I yelled the Doctor's name at the top of my lungs, for I knew that he was the only one who could help me. All construction had stopped nearly an hour ago, after all. 
After the fourth attempt, the blue stallion decided that it was a possibility that the Doctor was watching, and was waiting. He put some distance between us. As he stepped off into the darkness, for a lantern illuminated my injured side, he chuckled. "By the time I'm done with you, you will have broken to your new master."
I heard it, his voice, the Doctors. It sounded like an angelic harmony to the Master's demonic discords. "Master! This is between you and I! Leave him out of this!
The whole quarry illuminated, again most likely the Mater's runes at work. The two stood nearly half way around the quarry from each other, the Doctor nearer to I than the Master. 
Sonic in mouth, the Doctor quickly freed me from my bonds, and I thanked that it had taken long enough for the blood to clot. I got on my shaky legs. And then I saw it. My mind kicked into overdrive as I saw the fireball form in the Master's face, and come across the quarry. We may have had time to dodge it, but Derpy, who stood ahead of us, didn't. I knew what would happen, the fireball, on a collision course with Derpy, would be avoided when the Doctor shoved her aside, taking the fireball himself .While he was on the ground regenerating, the Master would finish him off. So, I took the only rout available. As fast as my legs could carry me, I leapt forward, intercepting the fireball before it collided with the grey pegasus.
It burned, unsurprisingly, and it hurt worse than being stabbed.  
The Master did not send another fireball forth, for he had no more fireball runes left. He had hoped to finish the Doctor off with the knife so he could look into the other Time Lord's eyes as the life bled out of the Doctor, but I had robbed him of his chance. 
I could feel it, the onset of death, and I can say it wasn't fun. 
"Why?" That's all the Doctor repeated. "Why did you do that? That wasn't how it was suppose to happen.."
I shook my head, looking into his eyes. "All things considered, Doctor, I think this turned out well."
He tilted his head in confusion. "I'm not important, Doctor. You're the most important pony in the universe."
He shook his head, his eyes watering, just like Derpy's. Derpy looked away, and the Doctor leaned in close. He pressed his lips to my ears, and he whispered to me. I knew immediately what he had just shared with me.
"Doctor...your name.."
He pressed his hoof over my lips, silencing me. "Shh."
I nodded, understanding filling me. Dying sucked, due to the whole dying part, but compared to others, I died with my two greatest friends beside me. I just shut my eyes and the pain stopped. The doctor kept a picture he had taken of the three of us on our fist day together in his coat pocket. I knew, even if it wasn't stated, that the lonely colt in the lonely blue box just needed a friend who would stick with till the end. I did so much more.