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Have you chosen you're new pawns yet?’ asked the owner of the black pieces. You really are too old to be the White Guardian.

The White Guardian looked at the owner of the black pieces and said, You on the other hand, are totally suitable to be the Black Guardian.

The Black Guardian looked at his opposite and quietly muttered, You know the time of chaos is near again. He finished his sentence with a sinister laugh. It echoed through the void.

The White Guardian stared back at him. ‘Near. But not yet.

The Black Guardian laughed again, and promptly vanished. He was gone for the moment, but just like a bad penny he would turn up again.

The White Guardian still sat at the chessboard. He was looking at an image of the Doctor that had formed above the board.Well. It would seem that I have found my champion. It seemed as if the Doctor would be hearing from the White Guardian sometime in the future. The White Guardian asked, Which shall it be, Doctor? Champion or pawn? He then vanished, and so did the void. 

~~~

A nagging doubt still nibbled at Dodo's mind. This time she wasn't going to let the Doctor fob her off. It was now a few hours after their lastest escapade, but still the doubt was there. She wandered the endless corridors of the TARDIS in search of the Doctor. Behind her back she carried a concealed object, evidence of her doubts. Now finally she had trapped the wily old fox in its lair.

The Doctor sat quietly on the lab sofa enjoying a cup of tea when the door of the lab suddenly opened and Dodo entered. She had the look of confrontation on her face.The Doctor smiled at her as she sat down beside him. She concealed the object she was carrying down beside the sofa. The Doctor tried to look but could see nothing.

‘Cup of tea, my dear?’ He asked, noticing a slight look of anger cloud her face.

‘No thanks, Doctor. I'd just like some straight answers.’ She said angrily.

The Doctor tried to calm her. ‘Answers? To what? Eh?’

Dodo started to calm slightly, ‘Doctor, have you always been able to control the steering of the TARDIS?’

The Doctor looked guilty and said, ‘Of course not.’

This reply seemed to make Dodo angrier, ‘I want the truth!’ she shouted. The Doctor thought he could still control the situation and calmly replied, ‘I can honestly say that I have no idea how to steer this craft.’

But this simply annoyed Dodo even more. The Doctor smiled to reassure her, but Dodo hold out no longer ‘If what you've told me is true, then what the hell is this?’ She reached to the side of the sofa and picked up the TARDIS flight manual, dropping it smack-bang on the Doctor's lap. Dodo felt she had caught him out completely but he looked at the manual, a look of shame crossed his wrinkled face.

‘Oh, dear. It would seem that you have tumbled my little game. So this would seem as good a time as any to come clean.’

‘Go on, Doctor. I'm all ears.’

The Doctor stood up and started to pace to and fro across the lab. He stopped suddenly and said, ‘My dear, do you realise how boring life would be if you always knew where you were going?’

‘That's not the point. The point is that you've lied to me.’
The Doctor looked at Dodo and said, ‘That's not important. The thing is now I must resolve this little problem.’

Dodo looks on in disgust, ‘You're nothing but a selfish old man.’

‘I won’t give up the only excitement in life! The excitement of the future.’

Dodo started to back away from the Doctor, and as she did so she said, ‘There's no way I'm going to forget this. I'm never going to let this drop! Do you hear?’

The Doctor considered what she said, ‘Oh but you will,’ Suddenly he crossed over to Dodo, placed his ornamental ring against her forehead and spoke softly to her, ‘You will forget all about this. You will forget…’ he whispered.

Dodo slowly lost consciousness, and the Doctor moved her back to the sofa. She was sleeping peacefully. His secret was now safe once more and with a swift movement, he grabbed the flight manual from the sofa. This time he would hide it in a better place.

~~~

The street seemed empty. Empty except for the odd Londoner rushing by. All was quiet.
The sound of the TARDIS landing broke the calm. Nobody seemed to notice that a new
police box had appeared from out of thin air.

The box was nothing unusual in London in the swinging sixties. The most unusual thing in the vicinity wasn't the TARDIS, but the newly opened Post Office tower that dwarfed the skyline. After a few minutes the Doctor and a newly amnesiac Dodo came out of the doors. Dodo looked around her familiar surroundings. She was home.

The Doctor hung an “OUT OF ORDER” sign on the TARDIS doors. He moved over to Dodo and put his arm around her. They talked for a moment, and walked off down the street. They would soon be involved in yet another adventure.

written by
ASHLEY MYLES
copyright 2013

artwork by
COLIN JOHN
copyright 2013

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