AN: I'm really, really, really sorry that I left this for over a year. I didn't mean too, it's just how things turned out so please don't throw things at me *cringes away in terror*
Part of the reason I haven't uploaded it that it keeps changing. I've had to rewrite it 2 times so far, this being the 3 version. I apologise to people who had read the start of the original and liked it but I just couldn't continue it. I really wanted to finish this story and rewriting it from scratch turned out to be the only option I had. :( Some of you will still be unhappy because this chapter's really small. I'm sorry. I'm starting off small so I can blackmail myself into finishing it. I'm still not exactly happy with it but I really want to move onto something new so, here it is.
Oh, and no, I don't own Doctor who. Probably a good thing, considering...
Tall Kings, Brave Lions
...But even the bravest Lions,
They need a sidekick
I know that even the tallest kings,
They need a sidekick...Lisa Mitchell, Side Kick
The cell door clanged shut. Jenny pouted at the retreating soldiers and casually leaned against the bars. In her short life (roughly three years) she had become quiet acquainted with various cells across the universe which had caused her to develop the skills necessary to bust out of them. This one would be no different. Although, the people who put her there; the soldiers…
They were a bit of a weird lot. They seemed to be an offshoot of the Church, possibly heretics. The odd bunch popped up from time to time, deviating from the usual causes, but they didn't usually last long.
Could be dangerous though.
Could be quiet a challenge.
Jenny grinned to herself as the lock clicked open.
Maybe not.
She swung the door open and proceeded out into the corridor. Having no clue to which direction led to the exit, she randomly chose a path and waltzed along it as if she didn't have a care in the world. It wasn't as if she had anywhere pressing to be and anyway, she needed to formulate a half decent escape plan…or at the very least, a check list of things to do.
Number one: Find information. Specifically, who had captured her and what was their cause.
Number two: Plan an escape route with a vessel capable of outrunning her current captors.
The distant clomp of military boots from behind her disrupted her train of thought. An alarm went off and her own military instincts kicked in as she flattened herself in the shadows of a doorway. The better to surprise the guards that had just found her cell empty. She held her breath in anticipation...and almost chocked when the two soldiers ran right past her. She stood, bewildered for a moment, and then followed them as an explosion rocked the base. The alarm, which had been getting annoying, spluttered and died, along with the lights.
Darkness reigned supreme for half a minute before the emergency lighting blinked on. Jenny was quiet thankful for the dim lighting as it made it easier to tail the two guards. She was partially impressed. Armies usually have enemies and this enemy knew enough about the base to take out the power supply.
Out of the darkness came a sound of a weapon discharging and arcs of electricity jumped from a point in the shadows to the soldiers. Jenny skidded to a halt. They convulsed slightly before collapsing, bluish electricity spreading across their bodies. Jenny tensed, expecting the same treatment. A feminine voice rang out.
"Excuse me, but would you happen to know the way to the main computer?"
Jenny relaxed very, very slightly.
"No, but I was hoping they could tell me." Jenny gestured at the downed guards. A bit of playful banter between potential allies never hurt. "I'm just an escapee."
"Ah." The voice ahh-ed thoughtfully. There was a pause before the owner stepped into the pitiful lighting. From what Jenny could see of the woman, she had light blond hair, twisted up into a bun, pale skin, and was about half a head taller than her. She caught a glint of dark eyes but couldn't be sure of the colour. Her lips formed a friendly smile. "Perhaps we could look together?"
Jenny considered the offer. Realistically she shouldn't trust this woman but a feeling deep in her bones told her otherwise.
"Why not?" Jenny replied with a smile. "Breaking out of prison is always more exciting if you've got company."
"Great." The woman's grin widened. "I'm Rose." She held out her hand.
"Jenny." She shook Rose's hand enthusiastically.