THE GALLIFREY CHRONICLES, THE FALL OF GALLIFREY

A/N 2nd in a series of the Gallifrey chronicles A world at war

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''Daddy!''

The word tapered off into a scream as Emmaline was tossed from side to side like a ragdoll in the Time Fissure. She was trying desperately to cling on to something - anything - as she continued to scream.

Her body felt as though she had been ripped apart limb from limb. The fire tore through her flesh and her skin burned uncontrollably. Then she felt her body thrown through the burning darkness and she crashed into a hard surface.

Then she could feel no more.

There were voices around her when she started to come round.

"Is she okay?" A female voice murmured in a concerned yet curious tone. Suddenly the fire in her body began again with a fury and Emmaline screamed as she thrashed about on the floor. Her whole body hurt. This was not right, something was seriously wrong - she'd always had the ability to heal herself, being A Time Lady - but this time she couldn't. Had she injured herself too badly?

She tried desperately to remember what happened as the fire began to subside...she remembered Gryben, that grubby planet and Damon being with her. And then it all came flooding back to her - her sacrifice, losing that chance to know her father...

''I want to be allowed the chance to put things right, to be your father... me , you Romana and the baby...we can be a family." Narvin held out his hand to Emmaline, a final plea for her to change her mind. She hesitated for a moment. She wanted more than anything to be part of a family. She couldn't turn down a chance to have that. She reached out her hand, and began to move towards Narvin...

But then she stumbled.

Narvin yelled hoarsely and tried to grab hold of her as she fell into the Time Fissure. "Emmaline!" he shouted, his voice mixing with Damon and Romana's agonised cries.

They could all hear her echoing screams, but one particular scream sounded particularly clear to Narvin;

''Daddy!"

"Who are you?" Emmaline mumbled, trying to get up.

The lady squatted down beside her. "I am Bernice Summerfield, and who, might I ask, are you, child?''

Emmaline could hear other voices from around her.

"She is like him."

''Him?''

"Yes, like Braxiatel."

The name sparked something in Emmaline's mind. "Brax," she mumbled. "Tell him- " but she had blacked out again.

"Tell me you are kidding,'' Bernice said, looking at the unconscious girl on the ground. "That's all we need, another Brax."

Braxiatel could just imagine Emmaline's opinion on what he was doing to get to the top position on the planet Maximediras, but he had his defence ready; those people were just not important.

And besides - he reminded himself with a start - Emmaline was gone, dead - and she was not coming back. He was doing this for her, in her memory and if she had been here she would eventually understand.

The fact was, without Emmaline, Braxiatel was slipping back to his old ways - he did not care what he did, the only thing he cared about was the future of his race, the Time Lords. He had known for quite some time now they were doomed; in as little as a hundred years his race could be extinct, no second chances. But they had needed power to be who they were at the moment.

Yes, he thought to himself this planet will do very nicely for Gallifrey 2. Now all he had to do was get rid of everyone from this planet. He would make them an excellent offer, one they could not refuse.

Emmaline finally woke up in a medical wing she was laying in a bed she pulled herself up into a sitting position feeling much stronger than before.

"How are you feeling?" asked Bernice. "You took a tumble out there. "

"Where am I? she asked.

"Maximediras."

"Never heard of it," Emmaline admitted.

Bernice raised an eyebrow. ''But aren't you a time traveller like Braxiatel?"

"Of sorts," Emmaline said cautiously.

"You know Braxiatel?" Bernice asked

"Oh, its kind of complicated," she said.

"Brax, you cant trust him", Bernice said gravely.

Emmaline's hearts pounded inside her at just the thought of being near to Braxiatel. She thought she had accepted her future was not with him but she still had feelings for him.

"Mr Braxiatel," said the voice on the end of the phone, "are you busy?"

"Not exactly," he replied.

"There is someone here, calls herself Emmaline."

Braxiatel could feel the anger inside him.

"I have no time for sick jokes today, Joseph. That name is never to be mentioned. Is that understood? " he snapped at his most loyal employee. before slamming down the phone.

"Emmaline is dead, she is not coming back," he said to himself, and forced himself to believe it was true.

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