(A/N) I started this during a class intro and I've finally gotten it to a point where I don't completely hate it. I'll probably update soon, since I won't have much homework…

The air in the alleyway filled with a non-terrestrial whirring, and slowly a small blue box appeared. A man with unruly brown hair and ancient eyes poked his head out, and then smiled.

"See! Here we are, just as I said," the Doctor called back into his ship, grinning wildly. He stepped from TARDIS, his blonde companion following behind. "Chicago, the Windy City… Hometown of Jack Ruby, Oprah Winfrey, and the namesake of an excellent musical!"

"Hafta admit, I'd thought it would smell better," Rose pulled a face, as she smoothed out her knee-length dress.

"Remind me never to take you to pre-Revolutionary France," the Doctor smiled, offering her his arm. "Miss Tyler, may I have the honour?"

Rose smiled and rolled her eyes. "Of course you can, you daft alien."

They navigated their way out of the alley and onto East Grand Ave.

~DW~

High above in space, a Quaaluze strategyship drifted warily, watching over the infantile planet below. And in this ship, a valiant warrior looks out a viewport.

"Soon we shall strike," said a harsh, whisper of a voice, "and humankind will fall on its knees before the Quaaluze. Prepare the warheads"

"But Haggrath," another voice chimed in, and it was as equally as hideous as the first. "The time is not yet right! We must await her order!"

"She is too patient," he snarled. "Every day, they breed and learn and advance. Soon they will have a glimmer of hope as to defeating us!"

"Surely you do not think those humagka could ever destroy us, no matter how much they advance?"

"Fine, we wait for her command!" Haggrath turned, and walked over to a balcony. He extended a clawed hand over his chest. "FOR QUAAL AND THE QUAALISSENA!"

"MAY SHATO FOREVER RIDE!" thousands of voices replied from below. Thousands of soldiers prepared to die.

And may he pity your souls, Haggrath thought, turning back to the port. I can feel a storm approaching…

~DW~

"So why, 'o great and mighty Oncoming Storm', are we here?" Rose teasingly inquired.

"What, can't we just visit places for no reason?" the Doctor looked a bit shocked.

"No."

"Yeah, alright, you got me." He smiled at her, then turned back ahead. "The TARDIS picked up some sort of signal, and it brought us here. No idea why just yet, but give me time. I'll figure it out, I always do."

Rose chuckled, and then gasped as the Doctor stopped abruptly, nearly tripping her.

"Oi! Whaddya think yo-" she started, only to be cut off.

"Rose, what's wrong here?"

"You mean besides the fact I nearly fell flat on my face?"

"Rose, I'm serious, look."

"I don't know, Doctor, why don't you just…" She trailed off as it finally hit her.

They were smack-dab in the center of Chicago, but there wasn't one person in sight.

"Oh," she breathed, not sure of what to say.

"Yeah," he replied in a small voice, "big 'oh.'"

Dum dum dum! Where has the city gone? Hopefully the Doctor can save the day!

And no, I couldn't resist the Oncoming Storm pun, sorry to all those who went through phyical pain. I'm not very funny...

Also, this is the dress I could see Rose wearing? Maybe not this color, per se, but...

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