//------------------------------// // Vale Medicum // Story: On the Fields of Trenzalore // by ElderJones //------------------------------// Twilight Sparkle's flickered open. Remembering what day it was, she quickly got out of bed and went downstairs. She thought about breakfast, but decided that there was no time. She made sure that the curtains were closed. Spike was still asleep, which would make her task easier. Her horn flared and all of her books fell of of the shelves. Today was re-shelving day. She lifted the books up one by one, putting them on their correct shelves. History of the Griffin Kingdom The Life of Star Swirl the Bearded A Foal's guide to Levitation Ancient History of Equestria. Twilight looked at this book, remembering the last person to have read it. The Doctor had come to the library to ask a question. He had found the answer in this particular book. The Doctor. What a strange individual. He had disappeared suddenly when Celestia put a truth spell on him. Twilight had no idea what had happened to him after that, as she had never heard from him again. Celestia, after apologising for her outburst, had sent Twilight home, leaving to investigate the cause of his disappearance. That had been over a year ago, and neither Twilight nor Celestia had been able to figure out what had happened. The TARDIS had been found, but when it was opened, it had just been an empty box. There was no trace of what it used to contain. It was, for want of a better word, dead. Everybody had forgotten about the Doctor now. It was like he had never come to Equestria. Still, Twilight wondered what had happened to him. * * * The cracks are opening, it is time for me to leave, said the Great Intelligence. The Doctor was burning. His body had been engulfed by flames. He looked like he was regenerating, and he felt like he was too, but he knew that he wasn't. He had been asked the question, and he had answered. He was angry. Not just at the Great Intelligence, but at everything. Everything that had opposed him: the Master, the Daleks, the Cybermen. He hated everything. Everybody had opposed him at some point. Everybody deserved to die, and he would destroy them. He would destroy them all with his fiery rage. The flames which consumed his body started to expand, eating away at the Universe. The Great Intelligence was leaving, heading to it's new home in another universe. Maybe he would go there, and exact his revenge on that universe as well. Surely it's inhabitants were guilty of something. Then he thought of his friends. Susan, Ian, Barbara, Sarah-Jane, Ace, Rose, Martha, Donna, the Brigadier, Amy, Rory; all people that the Doctor loved. He thought of them, and the fate that would befall them if he continued. He couldn't destroy the Universe. He couldn't. But he couldn't stop either. His body had taken over. He had no control over the destruction. Except... He could divert the energy. Send it somewhere else. But where? That amount of power couldn't be stored just anywhere. It would take an immensely powerful being to hold that power. Or two. A smile flickered over what was left of the Doctor's face as he put all of his effort into bringing the Intelligence back to him. The fires became arms, wrapping around the Intelligence's metal body and dragging it toward the Doctor. Once the Intelligence and the Doctor were joined together, the Doctor let go, trapping the power inside the two Gods. "You didn't think you could leave that easily, did you?" said the Doctor, as darkness overcame him. * * * Twilight had almost finished re-shelving her books, when there was a knock at the door. She opened it, and was greeted by Rainbow Dash. "Has the latest Daring Do arrived yet?" she asked excitedly. "Not yet, but it should be here tomorrow," replied Twilight. Rainbow Dash's face fell for a second. "Okay, bye," she said as she walked towards the door. "Wait a second Rainbow." "What is it?" "Do you remember the Doctor?" "That alien? I remember him." "What do you think happened to him?" "Dunno. Maybe he went back to his ship, or maybe he died. Twilight felt a pang of sadness at Rainbow's suggestion that the Doctor had died. "He said he couldn't leave, so he's probably dead." Rainbow continued, unaware of how much her words were hurting Twilight. Twilight kept a straight face, trying to hide her sadness. "Anyway, bye!" "Goodbye," said Twilight quietly. Rainbow Dash left the library. * * * Twilight looked up at the stars, thinking about the Doctor. He was gone, she was sure of it. Yet somehow, she felt happy. The world hadn't ended like he had said it would. While the Doctor had died, he had died saving the Universe. She looked up to see a shooting star, and smiled. The Doctor was gone, but his legacy would never fade away. * * * His song is over, but the story never ends.