EATER OF SOULS
Chapter Eleven Grunting and groaning, the Doctor slowly inched his way over to the cell door, as Ahmose watched quietly. “What are you doing?” he asked him. The Doctor looked over at him with desperation in his eyes. “I have to get out of here. I have to stop him before he hurts Rose,” he gasped out. “How? The door is locked,” Ahmose replied. “I have to find a way. I can’t let Rose suffer. It’s my fault she’s in there. I never should have agreed to let her go,” the Doctor said, as he grasped the bars on the door. Groaning, he fought back the pain, as he pulled himself to his knees. Panting from the exertion, he examined the door lock. “Damn it,” he muttered. “Damn that bastard for taking my sonic screwdriver.” He let out an angry sigh. “Damn me for not having it stored more securely. But then again, how was I to know when I stepped out of the TARDIS yesterday that in a day and a half, I would be tortured and manhandled by ancient Egyptians.” He pounded his fist against the bars. “Damn, damn, damn,” he spat out, as he rested his open palm against the bars. Ahmose watched, as he began to scan around him for something to pick the lock with. “It won’t be so bad,” he said trying to calm the Doctor down. “I’m sure she won’t be tortured, he’ll probably just have sex with her and bring her back to you.” The Doctor paused and stared at Ahmose with barely controlled rage. “I don’t want that bastard touching her, let alone having sex with her,” he said angrily. “But surely, if given a choice, it would be better for her to have intercourse with him rather than being tortured.” “There is more than one way to torture someone, Ahmose,” the Doctor said. “And Rose getting raped and knowing that he did rape her would be unbearable torture for us both. I’ve been through enough pain today without that on top of it.” Ahmose shrugged and fell silent. It was no use arguing with the stranger. He sat and watched, as the Doctor continued to look for a way out, all the while cursing softly under his breath. He didn’t know either of them very well, but he hoped that Amenemhet didn’t end up raping the woman. Judging from the man’s reaction, he was sure the captain would live to regret it. Rose looked at the guard, as he released her arm, walked back out into the hallway, closed the heavy wooden door, and left her alone in Amenemhet’s bedroom. She quickly began a cursory inspection of the room trying to see if she could locate the sonic screwdriver. She frowned when she couldn’t find it. “Oh God, what if it’s not in here?” she muttered. She glanced at the door wondering if the guard was stationed outside. She didn’t know if the door had a lock on it or not. She hadn’t heard any noise that would indicate the door had been locked; but she didn’t want to risk opening the door and taking a peek out if the guard was out there. On the other hand, she really didn’t want to wait on Amenemhet to come and rape her either. Sighing, she glanced around regretting her decision to do this. As her eyes scanned the room, they fell on an ornate box on a table in the corner of the room. She stared at the box that was covered with intricate designs made out of lapis lazuli, and opal, and marveled at its beauty. As she stared at it, she suddenly had a thought. With hope in her heart, she walked over to it and opened the lid. Her heart soared. Nestled in the middle of some jewels and gold coins was the sonic screwdriver. Breathing a sigh of relief, she reached in to grab it, thanking God that he hadn’t turned it into the governor. Suddenly, she heard someone at the door. Quickly, she dropped the lid and moved away from the box towards the bed. She had time to set down on the edge of it before the door opened, and Amenemhet stepped inside. He stared at her. “What were you doing?” he asked her. Rose shrugged. “Just sitting here looking around at your room,” she said. Amenemhet smiled at her. “It is lovely. One of the perks of being the captain of the guard,” he said proudly. Rose turned her head away from him and rolled her eyes. She looked over at the box wondering how she was going to get to the screwdriver without him knowing. Her eyes settled on a heavy vase next to it. She smiled to herself, as she pictured herself picking it up and smashing it on Amenemhet’s head. She flinched when Amenemhet grabbed her chin and gently turned her head to him. She remained as impassive as she could while he rubbed his finger up and down her cheek. “You’re very beautiful, Rose,” he murmured. Rose smiled politely. “Thanks,” she said. Rose’s eyes widened when Amenemhet leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. She was glad the Doctor wasn’t around to witness it. She was sure it would have killed him inside. It took all she had not to retch when Amenemhet stuck out his tongue and began to gain entry into her mouth. Glancing sideways at the box, she forced herself to open her mouth and let him in. She flinched as he put his hands on her shirt and began to pull it up over her head. She pulled away from his mouth and stared at him in shock. Amenemhet frowned. "What's wrong?" he asked, narrowing his eyes. Rose gulped. She had to control herself. Both the Doctor and her life depended on it. "I...I just want to wait to do that. I'd rather get to know you better first," she said. Amenemhet stared at her silently, and Rose got a twinge in the back of her mind, as she noticed his calculating expression. She had a funny feeling that he knew exactly what she was up to and it made her nervous. Amenemhet smiled and nodded. "Very well," he said. "Perhaps you would like some refreshment while we get to know one another better?" Rose paused, wary of him. She had travelled with the Doctor long enough to know that you had to be very careful when someone offered you something to eat; especially someone who didn't have your best interests at heart. Still, accepting his offer meant he would leave the room, and she would have enough time to get the screwdriver back. She nodded. "That sounds good. I'm thirsty," she said. Amenemhet nodded. "Then wait right here. I'll be back with some wine," he said. Rose kept herself calm, as Amenemhet leaned over and gave her a kiss on the mouth. He stroked her cheek and then rising off the bed, he walked to the door, opened it, and went out. Rose breathed a sigh of relief when he closed it behind him. She waited a moment to make sure he didn't come back in and when she was sure the coast was clear, she quickly hurried over to the box, opened it and got out the sonic screwdriver. She paused as she stared at it. Where could she hide it? She was afraid to hide it somewhere on her body since Amenemhet had been getting physical with her. Short of cramming it up her anus, she couldn't think of somewhere where he wouldn't be able to feel it on her. Rose shook her head. This whole game was getting too dangerous. She couldn't afford to wait and pretend any longer. She had to take a chance and get back to the Doctor. At least she had to try to get the screwdriver to him, so that it was no longer in danger of being in Amenemhet's hands. Rose frowned. Would the Doctor even have the strength to make an escape? She swallowed hard when she thought of his battered and bruised body. She know she would have to assist him, and it would be slow going getting out, but she didn't care. As long as he was by her side, she wasn't afraid and even if they did end up getting killed, at least they would be together...or at least she would be near the Doctor when she died, since she figured he would just regenerate into another body. At any rate, she would be with him and that's all that mattered to her. Taking a deep, steady breath, she crept quietly to the door. She paused a moment and put her ear to it. Hearing nothing, she slowly opened the door and peeked out. She cursed silently when she saw a guard standing in front of the door with his back to her. Just as she feared. Still, she couldn't worry about it now. All that mattered was getting back to the Doctor. Looking around the room, her eyes settled on a solid gold statue of Bastet, the cat goddess, which was sitting in the corner of the room. Smiling, Rose tucked the screwdriver in the waistband of her trousers, as she crept over and picked the statue up. Slowly she eased her way back to the door and peeked out. She breathed a sigh of relief when she noticed that the guard was still in the same place and her hand tightened around the neck of the statue, as she slowly opened the door wider. She paused a moment, raised the statue over her head and tightened her grip on it, and then with as much power as she could muster, she brought it down hard on the top of the guard's head. She smirked when the guard gave out a groan and fell to the floor. "That's for the Doctor, you bastard," she said to him. Gripping the statue around the neck, she stepped over the guard's body and quickly hurried down the hall towards the dungeons. Amenemhet smirked, as he finished pouring a glass of wine for Rose. Reaching into a pouch tied around the hem of his loincloth, he brought out a small vial of sleeping potion and poured it into the glass. "After you drink this, you'll fall into a deep sleep, and I'll have my way with you," he muttered to himself. "I might even bring in your lover to watch. I..." He paused. He swore he had just heard someone call his name. He looked to his left at an open window and stared at it. "Amenemhet" His eyes widened when he heard a deep voice say his name. Fingering his dagger, he went over to the window and looked out into the darkness. He frowned when he saw nothing out of the ordinary. Shrugging, he stuck his head back in. "Just my imagination," he muttered as he walked back to the goblet. "Amenemhet." He stopped short. There it was again. He turned and faced the window. "Who's there?" he called out. "Amenemhet." His eyes widened. The voice sounded like it was directly behind him. He turned...and stood frozen in horror and disbelief at what he saw. "By the gods, it can't be," Amenemhet said softly, as he stared at the creature before him. "Amenemhet, you have sinned," the creature said. Amenemhet shook his head. "No... I...I haven't." "Yes, you have, Amenemhet. You and your men have imprisoned and tortured innocent people. All of you have offended the gods and you must be punished." Amenemhet backed up against the table, as the creature advanced on him. "No, please, I was only doing my duty," he protested weakly. "Your heart is impure. You have blackened it with your sins. As punishment, you and your men must forfeit your hearts to me and spend eternity in limbo; doomed to wander forever, never finding peace." "No, no... Please...I will do anything to make up for what I have done. Please do not punish me. I am sorry. Please I beg of you, have mercy on me. I..." Amenemhet let out a horrified scream when the creature pounced on him.
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