THE GALLIFREY CHRONICLES, A NEW WAR

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"With the election due to start soon. I want you to put yourself forward as a candidate." Braxiatel said to his student.

"I can't, I am too young, and I'm not qualified." Emmaline said in a panic.

"You are more than qualified;" He pulled her into his arms, kissing her softly. "This is where you are meant to be, as President and I will be at your side. Isn't this what you want, to be with me isn't it what we both want?"

"I don't know... it's all happening too fast."

"Emmaline are you loyal to Gallifrey?" Braxiatel asked her seriously.

"You know I am, Gallifrey is my home, it's where I belong."

"Then do right by the people of Gallifrey and accept your calling." Braxiatel replied firmly.

"But Romana is Gallifrey and I am loyal to her!"

"Romana is not fit to be President, she is sick."

"She's pregnant that is all." Emmaline shook her head. Another thought came to her. "Besides I would need to serve on the high council."

"Not necessary, you only need to be under a Tutor's guidance -- which you are. Emmaline are you turning this opportunity down? Has my teaching being wasted on you? Have I wasted my time on you?"

Emmaline's face was shocked and a bit hurt that Braxiatel would think such a thing. "Tutor Braxiatel, no of course not."

"Then you will accept?"

Emmaline lowered her eyes respectfully. "Of course," she replied, "I know my Tutor has my best interests at heart."

Braxiatel smiled, kissing her again. "I do love you so very much Emmaline. I love that you belong to me." He took her into his arms before he gently lifted her into his arms, carrying her to his sofa and laid there with her.

"I love you," she finally said.

"I love my new future President," replied Braxiatel pulling her closer to him and wrapping himself tightly around her. "Emmaline," he whispered into her hair. "What would I ever do without you in my life?"

"You never have to think about me leaving you; don't you know I would do anything for you?" The words Emmaline said felt forced and robotic, like they had very little meaning to her, like someone else had said them.

Braxiatel kissed her once again. His plan to make Emmaline belong to him had worked so well. He loved being able to make love to her every night, how she was so willing to please him.

Narvin waited until he saw Emmaline leave before stepping out of the shadows. He felt sick to his stomach at what he had just seen, the way he had just manipulated that young Time Lady into pushing Romana out of the presidency. Even more sick was the words that echoed in Narvin's head of what Emmaline wanted to tell him the day she came to his office and at a guess he could say Braxiatel had been manipulating this whole situation all this time.

Narvin stood in the door way after Emmaline had left, clapping his hands. Braxiatel turned around as the Co-Ordinator started to speak. "I should have known that the lies and the treachery would only spew from your dirty disguising Time Lord mouth, but in all my years on Gallifrey I never thought even you would go that low," said Narvin. "Using someone who is merely a teenager an impressionable young Time Lady to get what you want."

Braxiatel stared straight through him. "When needs must..." he said emotionlessly.

"How long has it being going on? How long have you being manipulating her? Tell me!" he demanded.

"Even I have needs." Braxiatel smirked. "She's very willing to please and she's better in bed than Romana is." At that Narvin launched at Braxiatel, knocking him to the ground. The mere thought of him taking advantage of her trustworthy nature... he had felt sickened to think of Braxiatel with his hands over Romana, but Emmaline was so very young still; she wouldn't be considered an adult until she was 200 years old.

"I pity you," he hissed at Braxiatel venomously.

"Pity me or envy what I have?"

Narvin felt sick." I would never seduce a teenager! You have gone too far this time Braxiatel. I will destroy you, even if it takes the rest of my lives, all of them."

And with that he walked out.

When Narvin headed to the Presidential offices he was shaking, still full of anger. Romana was still sleeping; he noticed her colour had returned. He got in the bed, wrapped his arms around her and held her as she slept before he fell asleep next to her.

When Romana woke up, Narvin was laying next to her. She rested her head on his chest, snuggling up closer to him but then the tears started falling down her face as she started to cry. She couldn't lose him, the just thought of it pained her.

"Romana what's wrong?" Narvin asked as he woke up, as she clung to him.

"I don't want to lose you." she let out a deep sigh.

"You can't lose me, never," he whispered softly to her. "Romana?" he said in a serious tone.

"Yes, Narvin?" she said snuggling up closer to him.

"Marry me."

She suddenly sat up.

"I don't expect an answer straight away, but I want us to be together, Gallifrey be damned. I love you and I want you forever and our child."

"Narvin, what's wrong?" She asked as she felt him stiffen.

"Nothing, everything is fine."

"Tell me," she whispered.

"When Emmaline came to me months ago, I was so sure she wanted to tell me something about Braxiatel."

"What about Braxiatel?"

"I don't know, apart from manipulating her. They are together."

Romana jumped up and slapped Narvin across the face. "How could you let this happen, Co-ordinator?" She yelled as she pulled away from him.

"This isn't my fault! It's yours for letting him destroy us, for choosing him. It's all your fault!" Narvin spat at her.

"Get out!"

"Romana...I didn't mean-" Narvin stuttered, knowing his marriage proposal had got lost in their fight.

"Stay away from me you ignorant pig," she hissed but Narvin grabbed her as she fought against him screamed at him as he held her tightly, before she collapsed into his arms in tears sobbing as Narvin held her close to him until her sobs died.

After that she was grabbing his hair and started frantically kissing him half wanting to kill him and needing him. He kissed her back with as much passion. "Narvin I need..."

"I know," was all he said as he kissed her all over her face and neck, nibbling softly against her. Romana wanted him needed him... needing this ...wanting him to kiss her neck harder as she dug her nails into his arms desperately wanting him, but wanting to hate him and stay mad at him to blame him for Braxiatel, to blame him for Emmaline and the fact she may not even be president in the morning. And if she wasn't president then what what would be the point of being on Gallifrey losing her career everything she had worked so hard for.

"Co-ordinator," she whispered.

"Madam President," he whispered into her hair stroking her hair softly. "Romana," he whispered softly.

"Sorry," whispered Romana .

"It's all right," he said holding her closer. Things had always being intense between them but now her emotions seemed all over the place.

"Narvin, can you get me something?"

"Anything for my President," he said softly.

"I would like a burger with marmalade smeared over it."

"You want a burger with marmalade?" He had heard of weird food cravings but that was ridiculous. However he could never refuse Romana anything.

"Yes,"

"All right I will get you one, " he kissed her before getting up and headed out.

"I don't know if I can do this?" said Emmaline." I can't betray Romana I can't just take the presidency from her."

"You have no choice. If you even think about telling her what we have done to bring down the government to infiltrate the CIA. Romana will have you executed for high treason."

"She wouldn't! Would she?"

"Wouldn't you?" Braxiatel asked

That thought alone scared her, could Romana do that to her? Maybe it was what she deserved.

"Come back to bed," Braxiatel said standing behind her. "I won't let anyone do that to you. He took her hand and led her to the bed and held her in his arms. "it's all right you are safe with me," he smiled, he had Emmaline right where he wanted her and had then he made love to her until she had cried out his name. Then she was back in his arms.

He hadn't been gentle like the first time he had made love to her when he had being gentle telling her she was so beautiful days after her regeneration when all she had being was his student and she had being so willing to please him. "I would do anything for you," she had told him and when he looked into her eyes she was so trusting and so innocent he knew it was true.

The second time was easy to seduce her too, giving her extra lessons was wonderful to him. He would spend the whole evening kissing her entire body carrying her into his bed she had let him make love to her, to teach her how to please him and she was such a quick learner, but the best part had being when she had cried out his name. He would never allow himself to fall in love with her it was just a game to him. but the way she made him feel had been both wonderful and incredible.

It would be really easy to convince her to just simply hand him the presidency after she had some time as the President his future selves had told him she would and they couldn't be wrong could they?

When Braxiatel had fallen asleep she got out of the bed pulled on some clothes and headed out. it helped to calm her walking through the capital

As she stood watching the twin suns go down for the night glancing over at the snowy mountains usually watching the suns go down calmed her emotions, but not tonight, as the inner turmoil was taking over her thoughts and twisting about inside her. Why did it have to be her that ended Romana's career? Why was it her that to had make Romana's life more difficult. Tomorrow she may well be President. She silently reflecting on her life before the regeneration when she had Damon and they had been in love. Now it was Braxiatel and she felt sick to her stomach at the thought of Braxiatel's hands over her, of making love to him. He was so rough these days, even his kisses were hard and rough, no longer gentle or soft definitely not the way Damon would kiss her.

"Emmaline," said a voice she spun round to see Narvin who was looking concerned. "Are you okay?"

"No," she said shaking her head. "How did it get to this?"

"You can always say no to what Braxiatel is asking of you."

"Romana would have me in chains."

"Not you, she loves you very much, you are on the wrong side surely you see that."

It had started with small flattering comments telling her she was brilliant, clever and beautiful then they were the times he would place a comforting hand on her shoulder or touch her face or kiss her shoulder as he played with the strap of her dress telling her she could inspire to be so much more. She had wondered what it would be like to kiss him. The first time he kissed her was under that oak tree and she had liked his soft kisses against her neck, but then he wanted more than to just kiss her, and had made love to her telling her she was so beautiful and then she had cried out his name only his name.

"I miss Damon," she admitted to Narvin, " but my feelings for Braxiatel are complicated."

"Do you love him?"

"I did once such a long time ago, but now I don't know."

"Emmaline, you are still so very young and he has taken advantage of you, isolated you from those that care about you." Narvin gently took Emmaline into his arms holding her close to him as she started to cry.

"It's okay, Emmaline," he said softly holding her for a long time before she pulled away, but before she had he only saw one thing in Emmaline, and that had being the woman he loved and lost before he met Romana. He didn't understand it she had nothing to do with her the only connection was that Emmaline had been on that planet. Narvin pushed the thoughts to the back of his mind.

Emmaline pushed open the door and let it slam shut.

"Damon," she simply said looking directly at the Young Time Lord.

"Emmaline," he said looking at her new regeneration as he shuffled uncomfortable.

"I am assuming there was a good reason you never came to see me after I regenerated." Damon didn't reply and she never felt so stupid." I thought so," she said as a tear fell down her face. She quickly turned away putting her hand on the door handle. She felt Damon's hand on her shoulder but she didn't turn around.

"I thought you couldn't love anyone or anything from your first two incarnations." She turned around.

"What are you talking about?"

"Braxiatel said you told him-"

"And you believed him? What does that even say about our relationship?"

"Emmaline, please."

"Please what; if you didn't ever want me then fine but don't hide behind Braxiatel's words. I thought you were my friend. I thought you cared and stupidly I thought-" he kissed her cutting her off as her arms went around his neck returning the kiss.

"Is it true about you and Braxiatel?"

"its true," she whispered, "but I don't want him. I only want you."

He brushed the hair away from her face and noticed the bruising on her face.

"Did he do this to you?"

"No, I fell."

"He hurt you didn't he?" Damon said sharply.

"He didn't mean to it was an accident." Emmaline had being sure it was an accident he wouldn't deliberate hurt her or was she just trying to convince herself.

"I want to take care of you Emmaline, can't stand the thought of anyone hurting you."

"I have to go, Braxiatel will be worried. I'm sorry," she whispered.

"No," Damon said taking Emmaline into his arms. "I can't let him hurt you again. Stay with me please," pleaded Damon. He pressed his lips against hers and before she could stop herself she was kissing him back.

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