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A/N: Just a very random plot bunny that hopped through my head after watching the Voyage of the Damned Christmas Special.
“Go away. I’m not in the mood for you.”
“Really then why did you come back here? Lost another one have you? Can’t keep a companion, a friend, a lover for long can you?” The blonde woman knelt down next to the Doctor. “They always leave you one way or another. You’ll always be alone.” The Doctor turned his head away from the blonde so that he missed her turning into an older man. “I’d rather die than be in your company.”
“Stop it just stop it!” The Doctor stood and tried to open the door to the tardis but it refused to budge. He rested his head against the door. “Let me go.”
“I’m not the one keeping you here. You came to me. When you were just a young man only a measly 200 years old. That was the first time wasn’t it?” The man changed into an older more distinguished man with long white hair. “The first time you lost someone close to you. You didn’t turn to a friend or a love one. You came here. To me.” The older man became a blonde woman. “Maybe because you knew I’d tell you the truth.”
The Doctor turned so that he could slide to sit back on the ground. “Maybe it’s because you are the only evil thing I don’t know how to destroy, Lilith.”
Lilith ignored the Doctor’s comment. “That you were always meant to be alone. No matter how many people you meet or help or even take on your time ship, you will never fill those massive empty voids in your two hearts. Oh Doctor,” She paused long enough for the Doctor to look up at her. “you should know I have chosen my own title. And as I use yours you shall use mine.”
“And what would that be?” The Doctor asked bitterly.