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Yandela stared at Edward's slumped body for a second before she was filled with overwhelming rage.

"You... Bastard.." Yandela snarls, whirling. Fayall managed to put up a weak defense against Yandela's onslaught of fire for about ten seconds. Yandela didn't even recognize his shields breaking. The next time she was consciously aware of her actions she was at Edward's side, desperately pumping healing energy into him. The abrupt switch from offensive to healing magic made her head spin, but she determinedly carried on, desperate to heal Edward.

Fayall's body was a smoking mess in a corner of the tunnel.

The Time Lord's body lay there in absolute silence as that of a corpse.
Edward had always wondered what happened to the mind once the body had been destroyed.
He got his answer. Death and the afterlife were particular subjects he studied in his free time.
How was it, that Time Lords such as his father - The Doctor, and The Master, even simple creatures such as the Cybermen were able to stop and control death so many times.
Why could he not do that?
Yet here he was, floating in the vast emptiness of space with no body.
It was simply a matter of minutes before the process would begin to take effect.
Days ago, when Edward was in his Tardis with Yandela and he confessed his love to her before leaving in search of Scolopendra, he had taken his personal Time Lord clockwork watch.
The watch was exactly the same as the Time Lord fob watches but designed to fit in with modern society.
He didn't take the watch with him as a fashion accessory however.
It was for a specific situation such as this.
IF at any point he was to be overloaded with pain and trauma, so much so that it affected both of his hearts at the same time, the other heart would be put into suspended animation. It would be frozen.
This theory was far too risky though as it required three specific things to happen.
The first was that he'd have to be physically overcome with pain and stress before it would initialize.
The second was that a third party would use some sort of healing ailment on him. He had wished for that person to be Yandela.
The third and final requirement was for him to be in conscious control of his mental and emotional mind.
It sounded easy enough but for all this to even initialize in the first place. He'd have to be dead.
The watch began to tick.
It had detected the damage done to it's creator and instantly suspended his left heart as the lightning stuck.
As long as the watch was kept intact and still ticking, his heart would be frozen while the other one stopped beating.
And now the second phase had begun.
Yandela was frantically healing him with her magic.
Though she had not realized it, the transfer between her and Edward earlier on had given her slight Time Lord abilities.
This made the healing process run much smoother and effectively as the mixture between her energy and the regeneration energy combined into one large healing spell and filled itself inside Edward.
The Time Lord's watch diverted every single bit of the healing inside his body to his suspended heart.
And now the third phase.
Edward had already practiced controlling his conscience years ago within the Tardis Zero room which was said to emulate death.
Successfully connecting his wandering mind with his body, he awoke.
Slowly opening his eyes, he saw Yandela forcing the healing energy inside him.
His whole body ached.
Gazing at the woman in front of him he smiled.
"Hey."

Yandela froze, her gaze snapping to the Time Lord's. His heart- hearts, right- beat steadily under her hands, where they had been unmovable a few seconds ago.

She screamed and stumbled back.

"You were freaking dead!"

He hit his head with his hand. How stupid was this Time Lord? Wasn't he supposed to be smart enough to not let his emotions dictate his actions? He acts so childish at times. But Scolopendra could not have Edward die yet. He was just too valuable of an asset to let go of. Scolopendra would have gone up to see what he could do when he heard the girl and her reaction. He decided to sit back and see it out.

Edward looked at the pile of smoke in the corner.
"You did it.
You defeated the foes of your past."
He returned his gaze to hers.
"As for the death thing.
Did you really think a handsome man such as myself could let these good looks go to waste?"
Looking at her lips, he moved his head closer to go for the kiss.

"..." Yandela hesitantly leaned away, putting a hand out to catch Edward's shoulder. "Um. This. Uh. This is a bit awkward... Mars is here, strangely silent, but here, and Eyepatch Dude's aura is really close by so I wouldn't doubt that he's here and... Uhm..."

He felt a wave of defeat but masked it with his usual cool attitude.
"Mhm."
Trying not to depend on her, he rose up with the support of the wall.
He was still staggering, but it was better than before.
"We need to get in search of the shards."

Yandela frowns, but stands. "I... I'll go search for it. I think you need to rest..."

Edward looked directly within her eyes.
"You have got to be the most stupid woman on this planet if you think i'm going to let you out of my sight again."
He struggled to hide his obviously walking difficulty.
"Any ideas where the shard might be?,
I'd say that the man you fought with had it as he seemed to be the most powerful individual here."

"Well, as you can see, there's nothing but a corpse there." Yandela focuses on not puking or crying or otherwise showing emotion. "N-nothing but a... I..."

Edward's face was blank and expressionless.
He felt pathetic.
Instead of taking up the role of rescuer, he was the one who needed saving.
And now he was as weak as an old man.
No wonder she refused him.
"I understand.
You did what you had to do."
He headed in the direction of the door.
"Let's check outside.
There was a tavern i entered, - the men were nice enough to tell me where to find you.
They were such nice men."
He laughed.

Yandela's breath turns shakey and she hugs herself tightly, unable to tear her gaze away from the charred corpse. "I..."

"Yandel-", he stopped as he noticed that she was still staring at the dead corpse.
It dawned on him that this might actually be her first kill.
He quickly walked over to her and placed his hand on her shoulder.
"It wasn't your fault Yan.
You saw what he did to you, that man was pure evil."
Edward walked closer to her and matched their feet as they looked at the corpse.
"If i didn't prepare for a situation like this, i'd be as dead as dead can be."
"You did the right thing Yandela."

Yandela turns away, leaning into Edward's hold as tears begin leaking from her eyes. "I-I... I didn't... I don't even remember..."

"Shush." Edward embraced her.
"You, know more than anyone else what he would have done to you had you not been able to fight back.
"There are people in this life, that want nothing more than to see others suffer.
To cause pain, trauma and distraught.
When faced with an individual of that type of manner like our dead friend over there, no amount of reasoning can be used."
He wiped the tears from her cheeks.
"In his eyes, it was either survive or be hunted."
"You survived.
And very elegantly too, don't you think for one minute that i didn't hear those fire spells you fired at him."
The Time Lord smiled.

Yandela presses the heel of her palm to one of her eyes, trying to stifle her tears. He wasn't worth them, and yet... She couldn't breathe from what felt like the collapse of her own chest, but she knew it was just... Surely not grief. Not for him. But perhaps the loss of innocence... The loss of clean hands...

He stared at her. It was easy to understand the thoughts within her mind.
"Yandela.
I understand your view, you've just killed a human being.
The thing is though, you did it to protect an individual- an acquaintance maybe even a friend or whatever the hell i am to you.
But you did it to protect and that is what separates you from him.
Your innocence hasn't been lost. It's simply evolved into a greater, more developed form of innocence.
Love.
Of others i mean."
She was still within his arms as he gazed down at her.
"You see, there are worlds out there where the sky is burning, and the sea's asleep, and the rivers dream. People made of smoke, and cities made of song. Somewhere there's danger, somewhere there's injustice, and somewhere else the tea's getting cold.
Come on Yan, we've got work to do."

"...o-okay..." She breathes, closing her eyes against the scene, but making no other movement.

Edward finally released her.
"Come on, let's go outside. I'm absolutely positive that the shard will be inside the tavern somewhere."
Mars entered the scene.
'Sorry i was late. Holy!, what happened here?'
Edward looked at Yandela then switched to Mars.
"Long story, let's just get out of here."

Yandela brushed past both Mars and Edward, holding her self tightly as she made her way outside. She made her way to the tavern a few buildings over, sighing.