Morgana grunted as she fell forwards, managing to catch herself on her hands, blinking to come back to herself, she stood up dusting herself off and stared in shock at the burnt orange horizon, two suns hanging in the sky.
"No" she whispered in disbelief, how the hell had she landed on Gallifrey
"well that was quite the show," a male voice said, and she spun to stare at the man beneath the tree.
"well, as if I'd do anything less" Morgana replied tartly tossing her hair arrogantly
"and who are you?" the elderly man asked
"Morgana Mikaelson, Darling and you?" Morgana drawled unsure to who this was, she had not seen this man as the Doctor's regenerations perhaps he was a future one?
"I am The Hermit, and you are the Hybrid" the man replied simply, and Morgana glared
"Tribrid love and I have a name, which I told you" she replied testily
"Names don't matter only titles" The Hermit stated "and you have many but only one matter's here"
"I see why you're called The Hermit" Morgana snapped, and he laughed
"I can see why you're the prophesied one, you'll make for a good match to the lonely God" he mused staring up at her thoughtfully as he stroked his long beard
"prophecy?" she questioned hopping onto a boulder near him, staring at him in curiosity
"Matrix prophecies- a supercomputer, a micro-universe used by the High Council of the Time Lords as a storehouse of knowledge to predict future events- predicted that a hybrid creature, thought to be crossbred from two warrior races, would stand over the ruins of Gallifrey and unravel the Web of Time, breaking a billion, billion hearts to heal its own." He said staring at her
"well...that's certainly intriguing," Morgana said for lack of a better thing to say, "what is the web of time and why would I want to slaughter so many people?"
"it is the orderly structure of the universe's history, built and maintained by the Time Lords and well like I said, it's to heal your own" The Hermit replied
"hmm, seeing as how I live in the universe I don't see why I would want to destroy its history, I doubt I could truly understand the ramifications of such an action and while I have a penchant and talent for mass murder, I've never killed so many" she smirked in amusement
"you will" The Hermit replied ominously, and Morgana rose an eyebrow
"why would I do that?" she felt a chill down her spine
"lookup" he ordered and so she did, she took a second to admire the burnt orange sky, the two suns blazing but the beauty of it all was marred by the black box-like shapes dotting the sky.
"what are they? Satellites? She questioned
"Sky trenches" he answered
"so, the war is starting?" she looked at him
"already has" explosions then reverberated through the sky, Morgana's sensitive hearing was destroyed for a second, she quickly staggered to her feet, dust slicing against her skin like broken glass, flames wrenched across the sky.
She closed her sky, hands clamped over her ears as her eardrums healed, ringing through her head as she groaned "couldn't have given me more warning?"
"perhaps but if I was you, I'd hurry, the Daleks will be attacking the academy- look over the overhang, the academy is at the base of the mountain" he informed her
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Learning to Live
FanfictionMorrigan is a complex being, she was born a thousand years ago but still lived. She and her twin were the firstborns to Mikael and Esther, after the tragic loss of her twin the remaining Mikaelson clan fled to the new world where she became an olde...
