A/N - this is just a prologue before the actual story starts

Wolf And Storm
a series three with rose by all we require is everything

i. prologue

The office looked normal, almost like it was natural, there forever. The man sitting on the chair had white hair, and was wearing a suit. He was doing nothing, except tapping the same rhythm.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

He was rudely interrupted by a man knocking on the door. It was funny that the man knocked four time.

One, two, three, four.

"Come in," Harold Saxon said, stopping his tapping motion. The man came in.

"Sir, I think we have found her. We have found the one you were looking for." Saxon pulled his manic grin and stood up to close the door.

"Come sit, let's see." The man sat on the chair near the desk after laying some documents and some photos on Saxon's desk. Saxon sat down at his chair and picked up the pieces of paper. He looked at the first photo. A girl, with blonde hair with brown roots sticking out, just outside of the TARDIS. "She's the one."

"We found this evidence from under a library, where a group called L.I.N.D.A used to meet up. It stands for London Investigation 'N' Detective Agency."


"A dumb name, if you ask me."

"Why did they have this?"

"They were trying to find a man. His alias is the Doctor. No one knows his name." Saxon tried to hide his glee. Yes, it was certainly her. "Apparently, this was the Doctor's counterpart."

"Companion," Saxon spurted out.


"Don't worry. Continue?"

"When searching for this woman's name, I couldn't find it."

"How did you find her?"

"Using the alias you told me."


"So far, we have no match to anyone in Britain. We are still searching, and we believe she's British. We're searching birth certificates, GCSEs, death certificates, anything, but we still haven't found her yet."

"Well, then, keep searching! We need to find her!"

"Right, sir." The man made to leave, but just before opening the door, he turned back to Saxon. "The alias, sir, I thought it was a bit strange. Bad Wolf?"

"From the fairytale I think. I don't know. When I find out, I'll get back to you."

"Thank you sir. And I will be voting for you!"

"Thank you." The man left the office. Saxon kept on tapping the same rhythm.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

The Master was going to find the Bad Wolf.

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