As soon as the Doctor disappeared from my sight, I realized the full implications of my decision. I, Rory Williams, would have to guard the Pandorica for 2,000 years. Trust me, it feels longer than it sounds. As I sat down in front of the massive cubical cage, I began to assess the positives and negatives of my decision.
Amelia Pond, my Amy, was in that box, and that automatically makes 2,000 years seem like a short wait. There was no way I cold abandon her. Technically, me being a highly ranked Roman solider and all, I could go to almost anywhere and settle down with a beautiful women. But no women in the entire world could compare to Amy. There was no way I could leave with the Doctor either. What happens if the Daleks, Cyberman, or even other imperial powers were to return to Stone Hedge? Without my guard, Amy would perish. There are no other options for me.
I needed to figure out a way to entertain myself. Heck, in a few hundred years from now I'll probably be moving the Pandorica through the eastern world. After all, history must go on, the Romans aren't the only people to visit Stone Hedge. Plus, I don't even know how many Alien races will visit. So until then, I needed something to do. Thinking about Amy could keep me going for a couple of hours, but that wasn't enough.
I decided to start off by exploring the cavern. Though they were only statues, those Daleks still greatly disturbed me. It was very creepy to stare into the face of a Dalek, even though it was frozen solid. I ventured deeper into the cave, only to find the communication pillars and walls, nothing else.
I sat down in front of the Pandorica once again, thinking about Amy. What else was there to do? I knew the implications of my decision; there were no other options for me. Protecting Amy for 2,000 years will be my honor; I will be the last centurion!
