A/N: This is the fourth in a series of stories I have about a dark alternate Doctor. the others in the series are Doppelganger, The Revenge of the Dark Doctor and the Dark Doctor's Master Plan.

Chapter One

"Now!" the Doctor said while he and Rose came in the front door of the TARDIS. "Where to next?"

He shut the door when Rose came inside, took off his coat and tossed it onto the nearest support beam before he headed to the console.

"Come on, Rose, give me some ideas," he said, looking at her. "Where d'ya wanna go next?"

Rose shrugged.

"I really have no idea," she said.

The Doctor stared at her.

"No idea? Rose Tyler, we have all of time and space to pick and choose from and you have no idea?"

"I…don't know. There's no place I really want to go."

His jaw dropped open so fast Rose was shocked it didn't hit the floor with a cartoonish bang.

"No place?" he said incredulously. "No place in the universe that you want to go to? Are you sure you're feeling well?"

"Well, I mean I just rather you picked something," she said.

"Rose, I've picked the last three places. It's your turn."

He stared at her impatiently while she racked her brain trying to figure out somewhere to go. The only thing she could think of was passages from Wicked, the book she had started reading last night. She found it hard to put it down and consequently stayed up half the night, a fact which was not lost on the Doctor since she had been yawning repeatedly since breakfast time.

"Well, I'm waiting," he said.

Rose sighed.

"Oz," she said flippantly.

"Interesting choice," the Doctor said nodding. "Don't know how interesting it'll be for you now though, what with the witch defeated and all."

Rose stared at him.

"I was kidding, Doctor," she said.

"You were? Because I wasn't."

"Right, Doctor. Pull the other one."

"No really, there really is an Oz."

Rose gave him a "Yeah, right," look.

"Seriously. Where do you think L. Frank Baum got his idea from? He accidentally fell through a rift through time and space and ended up there. That's where he got the idea for the whole over the rainbow thing."

"Yeah, right, Doctor."

"I'm serious. L Frank Baum traveled to Oz and saw it firsthand and when he got back over the rift with the help of Glinda, he wrote down his adventures."

"And what, you met L Frank Baum and he told you all this?"

"Yes, but I've also been there myself. Lovely place. Munchkins were a bit annoying with the high pitched voices and could have done without the flying monkeys jumping all over me but all and all, I highly recommend it."

"Doctor, you are so full of shit sometimes."

"I am not! Oz is an actual place! I've been there."

"You've been down the yellow brick road?"

"Yes. Although it's more a honey colored brick road than an actual yellow but yes, I have been down it."

"And seen the flying monkeys?"

"Yes, I believe I just told you they jumped all over me."

"Seen the wicked witch?"

"Yes, because right after her monkeys jumped all over me, I went to her castle to complain."

Rose rolled her eyes.

"And you melted her, I s'pose."

"Um…yes, but that was purely an accident. Elphaba started coughing and I ran to get her a glass of water and when I was running back, I tripped on the edge of her carpet, the water splashed all over her and she basically melted into the stone right in front of my eyes. After which, I made sure to get out of there very, very quickly before the Winkies killed me. Luckily they were too busy marching around in a circle saying "O wee O wee-o Um," to bother with me. Then I ran and ran and ran until I reached the rift and jumped back in it and got back into my TARDIS and flew away."

"Uh-huh and which life was this?"

"My sixth."

"Yeah, we'll I've seen pictures of your sixth life and your outfit certainly would fit in with the rest of Oz."

"Oi! No comments about the outfit!"

"And the witch's name was Elphaba?"


"Even though that wasn't her name until the Wicked novel came out."

"Well, where do you think Gregory Maguire got his idea for that? He went over the rift and…"

"You know what; I've heard enough, thanks!" Rose said, holding up her hand. "Just pick something, alright?"

The Doctor shrugged.

"Fine, if you don't believe me, I'll just take you somewhere besides Oz," he said.

Rose snorted.

"Like where, Narnia?"

"Ah, now there's an interesting place. Mister Tumnus is quite charming. He makes the best tea and his house is quite cozy. Small, but cozy…though not as small as the Hobbits' houses. The Hobbits' houses are dinky and the Hobbits actually bite ya, contrary to popular belief. Yup, those little buggers like nothing more than to take a chunk out of your kneecaps if you give em half the chance. I remember when I was in the Shire, I had to beat Merry back with a stick so I didn't get my leg bitten off…course Pippin was just as bad. Those two just teamed up and went after me and I had to leg it all the way to Mount Doom just to get rid of…Rose?"

He looked around and noticed Rose had left the room. He grinned and chuckled to himself.

"Yup, sometimes there's nothing better than messing with Rose Tyler's mind," he said, punching in some coordinates.


The alternate Doctor finished downing another pint of Bazev Lager while he sat in the crowded pub on Bazevia. He had managed to find another plastic surgeon that was able to fix most of the damage done by the acid although there were still a few tell-tale acid scars in a few spots. He also got a new eye made complete with laser. After he picked it up from the optometrist down the street, he decided to come inside and rest while he figured out what he wanted to do next. He knew one thing; he wanted to get revenge on the Doctor and his doggies for what they did to him. And he wanted revenge on the Master for double crossing him. He could kick himself for that. Why did he trust him when the original version had stabbed him in the back?

"I'll make them pay," he muttered as he stared down at the red colored lager in his stein. "I'll make them all pay."


He glanced up and saw a woman with dark blue skin and long white hair. She was wearing a black body suit. There was a leather belt around her waist. On it a blaster was nestled in a holster. Beside her was a humanoid woman with jet black skin and a panther head. She also had on a black bodysuit. The alternate Doctor eyed them warily.

"Mind if we sit down?" the blue woman said.

He grunted.

"I'll take that as a yes," the blue lady said, dryly.

The alternate Doctor took a drink of lager while the pair pulled out chairs and sat down across from him.

"Name's Mara, this is Sabessa," the blue lady said.

"The Doctor," he muttered.

"Doctor who?" Mara asked.

The alternate Doctor rolled his eyes and took another sip of lager.

"Not very friendly, are ya?" Mara asked.

"No, I'm not," he growled.

"Look, I'm sorry if we're botherin' ya," Mara said. "We just saw a handsome man sitting here and we thought we'd talk to ya. We'll go find somewhere else to sit."

He sighed.

"No, just sit. Maybe if I talk to someone, it might cheer me up."

Mara glanced at her friend.

"What's wrong?" Sabessa said.

"Well, I've been betrayed, humiliated, enslaved and defeated to put it succinctly."

"Wow," Mara said. "No wonder you came in here for a drink."

The alternate Doctor snorted and nodded.

"What happened?" Sabessa asked.

He sighed and took another sip before he recounted everything that had happened with him and the Doctor. The women, sensing it was going to be a long story, ordered a couple of lagers from a passing waitress and turned their attention back to their friend. When the waitress came back with the lagers, both of them sipped slowly while they gave the alternate Doctor their full attention. Finally, after a couple of hours, he finished telling them what had happened. The two women looked at each other.

"We've heard about this Doctor," Mara said. "My people call him The Widow Maker. We've heard tales about him since we were small, how he barges in and causes death and devastation wherever he goes and leaves before he can see how much damage he's done."

"Same with my people. We have also heard about him and how much of a menace he is. He constantly sticks his nose in where it's not wanted and expects people to do what he wants them to do whether they like it or not. We had some allies, the Ulutuls, that got destroyed in this Time War he fought and he was the one directly responsible for their deaths. He lured the Daleks to their home world and fought them there and by the time they got done, the planet was a wasteland and the Ulutuls starved to death while they just went on to the next planet and fought their battle there. We swore someday we would get even with him for doing that to our friends."

The alternate Doctor stared at her.

"You want revenge on the Doctor?" he asked.

"In the worst way. If I had him here, I would torture him slowly. Rake my claws across his entire body and watch as the blood poured from the wounds. Then I would let him heal and do it again…and again and again until I finally let the bastard die."

"Interesting. How about you? You said he was The Widow Maker. Do you want revenge on him?"

"I have no reason for revenge but I would kill him just to rid the universe of the scum."

"And do you have any special way you would do it?" the alternate Doctor asked, intrigued.

"My people are shape shifters. I can change my appearance to resemble anyone. Plus my people are fierce warriors. We have been taught battle skills from the time we could walk. We are a proud warrior race and he would be no match for me."

The alternate Doctor looked from one to the other and suddenly got an idea.

"You know, I realized I've been going about this all long. You see, up until now I've preferred to go it alone except for the times I had the pleasure of the Time Lord's females in my thrall. But they were merely playthings for my amusement. I never entertained the idea of taking on companions as he does. Until now. Because I see that in order to beat him at his own game, I must have help. I must have a couple of companions to match his little doggies. So, I was wondering if you wouldn't mind joining forces with me and becoming my companions and together we will make him and his little doggies suffer. How 'bout it?"

The two women glanced at each other.

"What'd ya think, Bess?" she asked Sabessa.

"I'll jump at any chance to get back at the Doctor. I say we take him up on his offer."

Mara nodded.

"Alright, you got yourself a deal."

The alternate Doctor smiled.

"Excellent. And together we will make the Doctor and his ape's lives a living hell."