Neck snap

And with a sickening snap, John Freeman broke The Doctor's neck, leaving him crumpled on the ground.

The world came back into Focus, but the John Freeman of before, all smiles and goofiness, was no more. In his place was a man with death in his eyes, blackness in his heart, and a mission to eradicate all The Doctor had corrupted. Without another word, he turned and marched back to the Locker Room, ignoring a powerful light emanating from behind him. There was no time for distractions, no time for games, only time to do what must be done…

(...)

The doors to the locker room opened, and the already on edge combatants took up their arms at the new introduction. A short, thin, attractive man in a simple brown tweed suit and red bow tie entered the fray, his arms raised non-offensively. "Don't shoot! It's just me!"

Percy returned Riptide to its pen form as he looked over the man, his accent a dead giveaway. "Doctor?"

The man nodded, brushing himself off as the others lowered their weapons. "Yes, well, regeneration can be tricky. Still getting used to the new body, don't mind me. I just had a work with Mr. Phane. Charmingly large fellow, I must say, but that's not important at the moment, what IS important is that I have a favor to ask of all of you. W-"

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