#dark thirteen

You huff and look into your mirror, tracing a hand over the bite marks on you throat. They mark your throat and shoulders, hickeys dancing in the spaces that isn’t covered in bite marks. You sigh, reaching for your makeup powder when a hand touches your waist. “ what are you doing?”

You jump, looking back into the mirror and meeting Sorrel’s gaze. “I’m covering the marks, I have a meeting in a few minutes.” Sorrel’s eyes immediately tighten, her frown deepening as she grabbed the powder out of your hand. Before you can protest she tosses it to the side and leans down to whisper in your ear. “Why, may I ask, are you doing that?”

“They’ll see the marks.” You murmur, flushing as a possessive glint flares in Sorrel’s eyes. She’s silent for a moment before she suddenly leans to your throat to bite. You jump, crying out as her fangs dig into your skin. You writhe as Sorrel bites into your throat and shoulders, pulling your shirt down to bite more exposed skin. You hear the door opening behind you and can see the rest of the thirteen in the mirror behind you.

Asterin raises an eyebrow and Sorrel pulls away from your throat to rumble “Someone decided that she should cover up.” Asterin’s eyes flint as she walks forward, her hand cupping your cheek.

The rest of the thirteen come closer, like sharks smelling blood, their eyes possessive and hard. Asterin meets your gaze in the mirror, smiling darkly.

“That won’t do, will it?”

It's called The Ambassador of Earth by Shinyunderwater

Summary: The Doctor takes her companions on a trip meant to inspire, a summit ninety eight years into the future which will decide whether humanity may join the Intergalactic Senate. What should have been a fun couple of hours celebrating one of humanity's future achievements soon has the TARDIS team submerged in deadly political intrigue. The Doctor has many questions, but few answers. She needs to find out what's happening, who's behind it, and perhaps most important of all, who this strange Ambassador of Earth is.

There is dark thirteen but it's not too dark to the point of being uncharacteristic. It's really well balanced.

And here's a passage from the fic that pushed me to write this post 👇

[WARNING: SPOILER ALERT]

Boypi shook her head. “I don't even know who you are. All I know of you is that you maimed a man and now reject the idea of providing him medical aid. If you are a representative of your people than it is my hope that humans are not admitted into-”

“I'm not human!” The Doctor's shout was so uncharacteristic of her that it stunned all of them into silence. Graham stared at her with wide eyes. After a moment she calmed, a serene venere covering the anger and frustration that had leaked through. The change was so sudden and complete Graham almost wondered if he had imagined her loss of control. “I'm not human. I'm something much older than that. My people watched the central star of your solar system form, Boypi of the Keahjsh. We saw the first of your ancestors climb out of the sea, and the last of your descendants perish in the great warming which you brought upon yourselves, and ended your species.”

“These lies I will not hear by the Saints of green,” Boypi whispered in a horrified voice.

“Then go,” the Doctor snapped. “You're of no use to us. Let us get on with our work.”

Cold.

It's been completed already and there's a sequel(also completed) as well!

I'm moving on to the sequel now, meanwhile, everyone has to read this story.