Prologue
It was a plain, ordinary field, along side of a road in Cardiff. However, that soon changed when something fast and bright fell from the sky, and crashed into the ground. Normally, no one would have witness this spectacular event, but someone did.
The man pulled his car over to the side, and got out. He then walked over to the impact site, and looked around. The man sighed, then pulled out his cell phone, and dialed a number.
"Gwen? It's Rhys . . . No, listen! This is for your friends and you . . ." Rhys began.
"My friend told me of a quicker way to get to work!" Rhys explained to Jack. While Rhys was busy talking to Jack and Gwen, the rest of the Torchwood team was examining the object that fell from the sky. It looked like a pinecone, the size of a pillow, made out of amethysts.
"So I took his suggestion, and took the route," Rhys continued. "I did not expect to be hit with a bloody meteorite!"
"It's not a meteorite," Tosh corrected.
Gwen and Jack walked over to see what Tosh was talking about; Rhys followed them.
"What is it?" Jack asked.
"According to our scans, there's something alive in there," Owen said, looking up from the object. Ianto was still studying it.
"Alive?" Gwen asked.
"What we see," Tosh said, indicating the object. "Seems to be some kind of shell, protecting whatever inside from the environment."
"Do we know what's inside?" Jack asked.
"Not until we open it up," Owen said.
"I don't think that will be necessary," Ianto said, backing up.
"Why?" Jack asked, but then everyone found out why Ianto said that. The object began glowing, pulsing like a heart. It soon began to rise up into the air.
"I think whatever is inside, is coming out," Ianto said, as everyone backed up. The Torchwood team got their guns out, ready, while Rhys could only watch the object glow and pulse.
The object then shined brightly and it began to change shape. The light was so bright, that everyone shielded his or her eyes. When the light faded, they looked up and saw something different. There, floating in the air was a strange creature. The creature was small, and seemed to be wrapped up in golden-yellow fabrics, looking almost like a baby. The creature looked like it was asleep. Its face was white, and there was no apparent nose. On top of its head was a golden-yellow headdress that looked like the top of a five-pointed star. Dangling from the three points was a rectangular teal-colored tag.
"What is it?" Gwen asked.
"Don't know; never seen a creature like that before," Jack said. "Tosh?"
"Our database doesn't recognize it," Tosh said.
The fabric covering the creature soon began to unfold, revealing the entire creature. The rest of its body was white, and there was a curved line on its stomach, pointing upwards. Its feet were small and short. Its arms were folded across its chest. The arms had an odd shape to them; they gave the appearance that the creature was wearing a long-sleeved shirt with wide cuffs. Each hand had three fingers, and it looked like the creature was holding something in both of its hands. The fabric finished unfolding, and positioned itself on the creature's back. It now looked like two golden-yellow streamers were attached to its back. It then opened its eyes. The creature's eyes were completely black, yet shiny, and it looked like it was wearing teal-colored eyeliner underneath its eyes. The creature then looked around.
"Hello," the creature said, seeing them.
"What is that?" Rhys exclaimed, hearing the voice in his mind.
"Telepathy. The creature is speaking to us with its mind," Tosh explained.
"Who are you?" Jack asked.
"I am . . . Jirachi," Jirachi said, and then noticed the Torchwood team had their guns ready. "I am . . . not a threat. I speak the truth. I am . . . running from threat."
"What are you talking about?" Ianto asked, as the team lowered its weapons.
Before Jirachi could speak, it almost collapsed onto the ground. Jirachi caught itself, almost dropping the item in its hands.
"So tired . . ." Jirachi said. "Always looking . . . searching . . . help . . . we need help . . ."
Jirachi soon began to fall to the ground, letting go of the item in its hands. Gwen caught Jirachi, while Ianto got the item, and began inspecting it. The item looked like a white metallic half circle, outlined in black, with a small white half circle in the center.
"Why do you need help?" Jack asked, concerned, looking at Jirachi, who eyes began to close.
"Please, help us save . . ." Jirachi said, and before it lost consciousness, Jirachi said these words. "Save . . . god."
The Doctor finished the adjustments to the TARDIS. He looked at the door again: another day, another friend. The Doctor smiled to himself; when did he get so cynical? It was Martha's choice to stay; he wouldn't control her. Who knows whom he'll pick up next? At least he had contact with Martha, not like Rose . . .
The Doctor shook his head; time to get going. The Doctor set the TARDIS's controls to leave. However, before he could set the last code, the whole TARDIS shook. The Doctor steadied himself by grabbing a panel. A swirling circle of light appeared above him. The Doctor looked up, and figured out two things. One: this light was preventing the TARDIS from leaving, two: someone was trying to get into the TARDIS.
"What do you want?" the Doctor asked the light.
The light responded by pulsating a force that opened the door of the TARDIS. The Doctor saw a small glowing silhouette appear inside the circle.
"Doctor?" Martha's voice asked from the outside.
The Doctor could see Martha standing outside the TARDIS; probably waiting to see it leave, like everyone.
"Martha?" the Doctor said. "Close the door!"
Martha ran inside the TARDIS and closed the door behind her.
"Well, I didn't mean from the inside, but that will do," the Doctor said, as Martha joined him. She looked up and saw the glowing silhouette.
"Doctor?" Martha asked. "What is that?"
"Not a clue," the Doctor said. "Oh! I hope it's not an interdimensional salesperson! They're hard to get rid of!"
The light then disappeared, and Martha and the Doctor saw the creature clearly.
The creature was small and green. To the Doctor, it resembled what humans called a 'fairy.' The upper portion of its body was a liter shade of green than the rest of its body. The creature's eyes were closed and were outlined in black. There was no nose, but the creature had a pair of lite green antenna that was sky blue on the tips. The creature seemed to have short green 'hair' that was curled upward. It had three fingers on each hand, and it seemed to be holding something. The creature had oval-shaped feet, and a pair of transparent wings. The creature then blinked opened its eyes. It then looked around the TARDIS with curious blue eyes.
"Be?" the creature asked innocently.
"Yes, 'be' to you, too," the Doctor said, causing the creature to look at him and Martha. The Doctor waved to the creature. "Hello. Who are you?"
"I am Celebi," Celebi said.
"Telepathy! Fantastic! It seems like . . . ages since I communicated with a telepathic creature-close your mouth, Martha," the Doctor said, but his tone became serious. "You broke into my TARDIS."
"I am sorry," Celebi sincerely said. "I had to find . . . help."
"Help?" the Doctor asked.
Celebi nodded back, but then Celebi fell to the ground, dropping the item it held. The Doctor caught Celebi, and Martha got the item, and looked at it. The item looked like a red metallic half circle, outlined in black, with a smaller white half circle in the center.
"Thank you," Celebi said, trying to keep its eyes open. "Always looking . . . trying to find help . . . must sleep now . . ."
"No! Wait! Celebi, why do you need help?" the Doctor asked.
"Not me . . . help save . . ." Celebi said, and as it closed its eyes, Celebi said these words. "Save . . . god . . ."
The Doctor and Martha looked at each other. He then handed Celebi to Martha and smiled.
"Martha! This is great!" the Doctor said, grabbing her arms. "No one has ever asked me to do this before!"
"What?" Martha asked, lost, as the Doctor let her go.
"To save a god!" the Doctor said, with a wide grin on his face.