Hello!

I'm Covert Creator, but you can call me C.C.

This is my first OC insert fanfiction, so, if it's not the best, please be kind. I am always looking for Constructive Criticism, so if you have any, feel free to write a review.

This series is a rewrite of "New" Doctor Who (2005- now), starting before the first episode, Rose. This story will focus on season (or Series) one with the Ninth Doctor and Rose.

And even though this is a Doctor Who fanfic, the Doctor isn't in this first chapter. He's in the next. But, hopefully, I'll have the first four chapters released today because they're already all written up so you won't have to wait long to see him.

Please enjoy chapter 1 of the Forest-Eyed Girl

Chapter 1

The Abduction

November 30th, 2017

June Harlow spent the whole day completely oblivious to what would happen that night. She had stayed up all night playing her guitar and watching TV. She always felt a little uneasy when her roommate, Grace, was out of town, so she didn't fall asleep most nights. In the morning, she played some music over the speakers in the living room, toasted up some waffles, and made herself a cup of coffee. Her friend Logan had come over a little while later and they had played video games and watched TV for the rest of the morning. He had fallen asleep on the couch a little past noon and June had heated up frozen pancakes for lunch. June had gone on to practice a song she planned on covering until she got frustrated with her mistakes. Logan had woken up around the time she had been shoving her guitar back onto a stand in the living room while swearing loudly. They had watched TV until the Californian sky turned dusty and Logan left for home.

June walked lazily over to the fridge and looked inside, hoping that food would just be there, ready for her to eat. All she could find was a single egg, two pieces of plastic looking American cheese, and a few soda cans, one of which was already open. She sighed and shut the fridge.

So, she opened the pantry, still sort of hopeful. All that sat in the pantry was a box of crackers, a box of Oreos with one Oreo left inside, a large bag of M&Ms, which was almost empty, and a few granola bars sprinkled around the shelves. Nothing she could have for dinner. She mentally noted to go grocery shopping tomorrow.

Luckily, a fast food restaurant sat down at the end of the street her apartment building was on. So, June pulled on a pair of sneakers and shoved her wallet into the back pocket of her patched-up jeans. She took her stringy headphones and plugged them into her phone. She set a playlist to play on shuffle and shoved the phone into her front pocket. She didn't bother to look back at her apartment as she left.

Warm air clung to her skin when she stepped out into the dusk. She walked down the large, creaking staircase that led from her second-floor apartment to the ground and turned into the parking lot. She decided against taking her old, yellow hatchback, patting the hood as she walked past it. The five-minute walk couldn't hurt. So, with music playing through her headphones and no clue about what awaited in her future, June Harlow started towards the fast food restaurant.

June stopped at a crosswalk. A few people stood on the street corner, waiting for the sign to change and for the sea of cars to stop and let them walk. June could see the blazing neon lights of the fast food restaurant diagonally down the street. Her stomach grumbled.

After a moment, the walking man lit up on the sign across the street. June stepped off the sidewalk and onto the black and white striped part of the street with everyone else who had been waiting. The world around June was normal for a few last fleeting moments. She knew what to expect. Crossing the crosswalk would get her to the other side of the street. The music would keep playing through her headphones with no pause unless she paused it. She thought that her world was normal and that nothing would ever happen to her. However, the few moments of blissful ignorance faded away without her even knowing it.

June froze in the middle of the crosswalk. However, she involuntarily froze. Involuntary freezing wasn't normal. Her limbs just stopped moving. It sent a wave of panic through her body, but she couldn't shutter or squirm. The first thing June thought to do was call out to the people walking ahead of her. She attempted to move her mouth, form words, scream at them, anything, but her mouth stayed shut. So, she tried to reach for her phone, but her arm couldn't move. She tried to pry her lips away from each other, but she couldn't. Her mind raced in panic and she tried to move everything, anything she could, but not even a stray strand of her bushy hair moved in the light breeze.

Suddenly, the first sign of movement, her limbs snapped together. Her limbs snapped together involuntarily. She could feel her heart drop and her eyes would have widened in shock, if they could move at all. Her arms snapped to her sides. Her legs snapped together and her stomach plummeted as she was left, leaning to fall, but never did.

A bright light surrounded and engulphed her body. It felt bright and searing against her back, beating down on the loose tee-shirt and the bare skin of her arms. She couldn't see anything around her. She couldn't see where the light came from or if the cars that were just right of that crosswalk had disappeared or if they could see her frozen body. All she could see was the crosswalk disappearing or… to her horror… growing smaller. June was stuck in her mind. Her body couldn't react or display the utter panic that raced through her head. She couldn't do anything. She couldn't even spill the tears she could feel building up. And for a moment, everything was the blinding light until it was all black.

~*O*~

June woke up and panic quickly overtook her body. Her arms and face felt cold like they had retained the feeling of the soft breeze she had been walking in. She felt that tears had sealed her eyes shut with crust and she had to fight to open them. Her whole body shook as anxiety rattled through her bones.

June sat in the back corner of a room. The walls and ceiling were bright white and stunningly clean. The floor was a smooth grey that almost felt slippery when she ran her hands along it. On the front wall hung an electric blue screen that almost looked like a hologram. Bright green, unrecognizable symbols decorated it. A tall metal door stood next to it. A long, rectangular window was on the back wall.

June could've sworn that her heart stopped at least for a moment when she looked outside. Outside was not the typical outside she was expecting to see. When she looked out the window, June was face to face with the Earth floating in the middle of the inky sky of space. And if she could see her home floating in space, it meant that she was floating in space. She pinched herself and winced. The images wouldn't be fading any time soon. She wasn't stuck in a dream although it felt too surreal not to be one.

"Human female specimen one?"

June shrieked and her stomach plummeted all over again. She spun to face the source of the strange gargled voice without even thinking first. She immediately wished that she hadn't.

June had always wanted to believe in things like ghosts and aliens. But she wasn't an idiot and never actually expected to get real proof of their existence. But now that she stood face to face with an alien, she didn't want them to be real. June backed against the wall. Everything in her body told her to run. But the alien still stood in front of the open door so she had no way out. Her legs shook as they tried to support her.

The alien was only about five feet tall. It had smooth, cloudy grey skin that almost looked reflective. Its head was large and its chin was so pointy that it looked like it could draw blood. Its eyes were an ice-y grey-blue and positioned on the sides of its head. It had long, sharp, almost elf-like ears that sat right next to its eyes. Its body was thin and lanky and looked like it was made from goo. Its had a long slug-like tail that seemed to leave translucent goo or slime wherever it slithered. Its arms swung lifelessly next to its body and had no hands attached at the end, they just rounded into stumps.

June did not want to move. She felt that if she even breathed too much, it would look at her with its beady eyes. She hoped that if she stood still right in the gap between its eyes, it wouldn't see her. Kind of like a dinosaur. She wondered if the alien was anything like a dinosaur.

"Human female specimen one?" it asked. June held her breath, assuming that it couldn't see her.

Its eyes shifted, gliding across the smooth skin, like a floaty in a pool. June felt sick as she watched. It couldn't be real. None of this could be real. She kept denying it although how could she deny her own vision.

The alien's eyes stopped at a normal human-like position on its head. The eyes stayed trained on June. It smiled with jagged, sharp teeth. "Human female specimen one," it said. "Confirm truth."

"What?" June muttered. Her hands attempted to grip the wall behind her, but her fingernails scraped against the slippery metal.

"You are human?" it asked.

"Yeah," June breathed. "You're an alien, aren't you?" she asked it.

It did not answer her. "You are female?"

"Obviously," she spat.

"You are healthy?" it asked.

"Yes, why do you need to know?" she asked. June sort of wanted to hit herself for willingly answering all of its questions. Although, she did wonder what would've happened if she didn't.

It turned to the blue square next to the door. Its stump of an arm stretched like goo being pulled apart. It pressed against the square, tapping it in a few different places. The bright green symbols spun and changed into some different unrecognizable symbols.

June tried her best to stay calm and stay breathing. She could feel her heart hammering so hard she was afraid that it might actually burst from her chest. She pinched her arm again and was greeted with the same, yet unbelievable results. She wasn't dreaming, yet her mind still denied the truth. "Where am I?" she asked.

"Spaceship Delta One," it said. It turned back to face her. June looked away, glancing over her shoulder out the window. She shuttered. Spaceship. Yep, she was definitely in space.

June reluctantly realized that she needed some more answers. The more answers she got, the sooner she could actually do something about being stuck in space. "And—"

"Name one?" it asked.

June stopped and forgot her question. "What?" she asked.

"Yours." It pointed at her with its stump arm. "Your name one." The small room went silent. June gaped at it, unsure exactly what to say. "Your name that is first," it tried to clarify.

"You want my first name? she asked. The alien nodded. "Why?"

"It is necessary," it said. "Name one?"

June simply stared at it. She didn't want to tell it anything about herself. She wanted answers and information that would get her off the ship and back home. She never thought she would see space, but even so, she never thought that if she did see space that it would be from an alien spaceship. She pushed herself off of the wall, gulping at her idea. She towered over the alien and sent a silent thank you to whatever or whoever determined her height. She tried to look intimidating. She tried to feel intimidating. However, the nerves and her shaking legs stopped her from feeling so confident. "Answer my questions and I will answer yours," she said.

It frowned at her. "No," it said. "No negotiation. Participate with the study."

"What study?" June asked. She attempted to try and connect the dots, but her mind was too swamped to do anything. She kept arguing with herself. It's all real, you can't disprove what you know you're seeing! No! It's not real! Aliens can't be real! It's not logical it doesn't make sense. She felt as if ice had taken over her veins and she wished that she could just wake up.

"No questions," it demanded. "Name one. Your name one. What is it?"

She scowled at it. "I'm not telling you!" she exclaimed, her hands curling into fists. She wasn't sure how she could yell at it.

The alien glared at her as silence settled over the room. Suddenly, a strange hissing came from the other side of the door. June pressed her body against the wall again, reflexively attempting to get far away from whatever the sound was coming from. It sounded a bit like a snake to her. Although, a snake on a spaceship didn't sound right. Unless they were abducting other animals and not just humans.

The alien's head spun clockwise away from her. Its neck twisted. It didn't even have to move its body to look right behind itself. The alien hissed back at the hissing. The hissing went back and forth for a while and June gasped. Talking. It was talking! There was more than just one alien on board. She swallowed thickly, wondering how large of a crowd must be all throughout the ship.

The alien turned its head back around and slithered closer to her. June tried to back into the wall. She hoped the it would absorb her and take her away from the advancing alien. It did not. She could smell a thick sent of some kind of curdling milk. It made her stomach twist violently. "I will come back in time with colleague," it said. "Prepare to answer questions." Then it turned and slithered out of the room. The door clicked shut behind it.

June let out a shaky breath. She slid down the wall, the floor was cold when she landed on it. Her whole body shook as she attempted to choke back a sob. None of this could be real. She hoped it wasn't.

~*O*~

June's rosy cheeks were stained with tears. She wasn't sure how long it had been since the alien had left her alone. The time went by slowly and dragged on, turning minutes into hours. But June felt stuck in a normal speed. It felt like she was being held underwater. Her sobs strained her lungs so she could barely breathe. She kept trying to push the seconds and minutes and hours behind her, but she was surrounded in it, like the time was never ending and everywhere all at once.

Nothing felt real except for herself. Her shivering and shaky body felt solid, she knew for sure that it was real. And June could feel the walls and the floor but she still denied that it could all be real. Her mind still argued over fantasy and reality. The part of her mind that still denied the truth tried to convince her that she had just fallen asleep on the couch or something and that this was all a dream. And, oh, how she wanted to believe that, but she had the common sense not to.

June had attempted to find a way out. She couldn't break the window and risk being exposed to the vacuum of space, which would surely kill her. The metal door had no doorknob on the inside and she couldn't slip her fingers between it and the wall. The blue screen had sent a nasty, burning shock on her arm and into her side when she had touched it. When the realization that she was stuck in metal box of a room with no way out had hit her, a new wave of panic washed over her.

After what seemed like hours and hours, the metal door finally opened again. The same alien that had attempted to interrogate her slithered back into the room. But this time, another completely identical alien slithered into the room, close behind the first.

June's heart sank into her stomach. She backed up against the wall again, almost like it would protect her, like the few feet between her and the aliens would make a world of difference. She squeezed her eyes shut and forced herself to take a few deep breaths. All she wanted to do was wake up.

"June Olivia Harlow." The alien mispronounced everything except for her first name. June sucked in a breath, wondering how it had found out. "True?" it asked.

"June Olivia Harlow," she corrected, looking away from the alien. All of the comfort she found pressed against the back wall disappeared as her eyes fell onto the inky skies of space. Oh yeah. Space. She glanced back at the aliens. Space aliens. "Yeah. How did you figure that out, huh?"

"Your identification pass," the second alien said. It held up its arm. The stump had formed into a small hand. And in the small hand, much to June's horror, was her driver's license.

"Hey!" she exclaimed. "Give that back!" She wanted to lunge for it and rip it out of the alien's grip, but she didn't want to risk getting any nearer to them.

"No," the second alien said.

The first alien turned to the blue square and began to tap on it, occasionally glancing at her driver's license. The green symbols spun and changed. The alien looked like it was typing.

The second alien kept its eyes on her while its hand was turned backwards in an uncomfortable looking position for the first alien to see. Its eyes looked dead and it just stared at her unemotionally. It sent shivers up June's spine.

After a moment, the first alien slithered back up to stand with the second. "Sit. You will answer our questions."

June frowned and, attempting to feel a little brave, she asked, "Can't you answer my questions?"

"No."

She swore under her breath. Her hand shook as she ran it through her hair. Although they seemed non-threatening, she didn't want to push them. Who knows what they would do to her if she pushed them. She didn't know the first thing about these aliens. She didn't know what they had hidden up their sleeves. "Sit where?" she asked.

"The ground." The first alien pointed at the floor.

June gritted her teeth and slid down to the floor, still keeping her back against the wall. She pulled her knees up to her chest and stared warily up at the aliens. "What are you going to do to me?" she asked.

The two aliens slithered in front of her. They both froze and went completely ridged. Not a muscle in their bodies seemed to move until, almost like they were in synch, their tails changed shapes. They formed into large pillows under the aliens' upper bodies. They looked like they were sitting on top of giant beanbags.

"We will study you," the first alien said. "You will answer our questions about human life."

"And then we will move on to dissection." The second one grinned wickedly at her.

June's breath caught in her throat and it felt hard to breathe. She wanted to back away from them further, but the wall stopped her in place. Dissections had made her sick in school. She had stood as far away from her group as possible and read off directions for them. Her face had been pale and green and she had constantly felt on the edge of throwing up. She remembered the way her lab partners' scalpels and knives had cut through the fleshes of the rat and the frog they had dissected. She couldn't stop herself from imagining the aliens dissecting her, stump arms wrapped around large knives that plunged into her stomach and ripped through her flesh. She felt sick to her stomach. She would be dead and her body destroyed if she didn't do anything.

"No dissections," she argued. Her eyes flickered to her license in the second alien's 'hand.' "And give me back my stuff!"

"Describe your habitat," the first alien ordered.

June decidedly stayed silent. Not answering their questions pushed away the dissection and gave her more time to collect herself and figure a way out.

"Answer," it demanded.

June wondered if she could piss the aliens off to the point where they would just let her go. It was a stupid thought and she knew that it was, but she had to hold on to some hope somehow. "You can't just abduct me and expect me to play along," she said.

The two aliens exchanged emotionless looks. "The last one did," the second alien said.

June's mouth went dry. She sat up a little straighter. There had been someone else trapped like her. "The last one?" she asked. "What happened to them?" She wondered if they had just dropped the last person they had abducted back off at their home of if they had… she couldn't think about it. She did wonder if they had managed to escape though. If someone else had managed to escape, then couldn't she? "Tell me!"

The aliens began to talk in hushed hisses, occasionally glancing at the brunette. June slumped against the wall and picked at one of the callouses on her finger. She wondered what they were saying. If only she could understand whatever language they were talking in. But, how did they know English in the first place?

"We will tell you about the first human after you answer our questions," the first alien said, finally breaking the silence.

June frowned. No, she didn't want it to work out that way. She could just assume the worst and guess that it was the truth. The first human they had abducted was probably long gone. But she, she wasn't long gone. June still sat there, scared and anxious, but still perfectly alive. She could find a way out.

She avoided looking at the aliens because the longer she did the more uncomfortable she felt. Their dead eyes still stayed trained on her. June looked somewhere behind them to avoid catching their eyes and tried to think. And that's when she saw it: the wide-open door. They three of them were pushed all the way in the back corner of the room and if June could just walk around them, she could just run. She almost laughed at the thought of it being that easy. But the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to go for it. There didn't seem to be any other aliens outside the door. And, how fast could the slithering aliens be? If she made it out of her small prison, she could maybe, hopefully, find a way back home. She knew she had to try.

June shakily smiled at the aliens. "Let me—" she pushed herself onto her feet and walked carefully around the two aliens. "—consider it." Her stomach dropped a bit as their heads turned to watch her. She pretended to pace around the room, taping her chin, humming, and occasionally glancing at the dead-eyed aliens. Their heads were both still completely backwards on their bodies and they both stood frozen and ridged as their tails transformed back into their natural state.

June held up her index finger. "Well—" she began. And before they could finish transforming, she darted out of the open door.

June felt like her legs had just morphed into a blur as she sprinted down the nearest hallway. Sure, she could run fast, but she had never run so fast before in her life. She was sort of afraid that her legs would end up just leaving her body behind.

A loud alarm wailed throughout the ship as she ran from empty hallway to empty hallway. She glanced behind her, but no one was following her.

June turned down another hallway and froze. A group of at least six of the aliens, all completely identical as the two she had talked to, stood in the hallway. Thankfully, their backs were towards her and they were all completely ridged and frozen as their tails morphed. An open door glowing with inviting golden light stood in between her and the aliens. June stopped breathing even though her lungs screamed for air.

The aliens soon became towers on tall, muscular legs. June ducked into the open door as they turned in her direction and ran off. She could hear the loud stomping going down the hallway she had just come from. She found herself laughing and grinning in relief.

June glanced over her shoulder before she left. The room seemed to be some sort of science lab. And on a small table in the middle of the room, much to her surprise, sat her things. Without a second thought, she ran over to the table. She picked up her wallet and took a moment to open it. Nothing else but her driver's license was missing. And her stringy headphones were still attached to her cell phone which could still display her bright yellow lock screen when she turned it on. Although, the time and date read random numbers and letters. She was thankful that everything had survived the trip and shoved everything into their respective pockets and left the room.

But, the second she stepped out of the room, she was surrounded by aliens that more looked like towers with faces. She swore to herself. The large group of identical aliens towered over her, their faces clouded by shadow in the dimly lit hallway. She could only see their sharp, bright white maniacal grins and the faint shapes of muscular arms reaching for her.

June immediately forced herself to crash onto her shins and knees. The aliens overhead bumped into each other and staggered around. She took the opportunity to shove her way through a small gap between the legs of two aliens. She sprinted down the nearest hallway, hoping and praying that she had left them in the dust.

She took a turn and the large group of aliens took that turn too. She ran as fast as she physically could and the large group of aliens just chased after her. She kept glancing over her shoulder to see how far away they were. The more and more June got tired and slowed, the closer and faster they seemed to get, like they were feeding off her energy.

June took another sharp turn. She was greeted by a row of small, almost porthole looking windows pressed into a wall. They all had large handles that seemed to be inviting her to open them. She would have let out a sigh of relief if she had any breath left. She wasted no time running and yanking on one of the handles. The small circular window it was attached to swung open.

She jumped into what seemed like a small shuttle and pulled the glass door shut behind her. The circular room was barely big enough for her to sit in. Her head almost hit the ceiling and her legs had to stay folded against her body. The floor was made from some sort of stiff navy cushioning. One of the walls had a control panel on it. All the buttons seemed to curve with the wall. Another button sat next to the window. She pressed it. There was click. She didn't care about where she was, she only cared about how angry the aliens looked and how they couldn't get to her.

One of the aliens, maybe the first one she had talked to, either way it seemed like it was the alien in charge, had its stump arm wrapped around the handle and was struggling with it. "Human female specimen one, come out of that escape pod!" it ordered. No matter how hard it pulled, the circular glass door wouldn't open.

June stopped and almost smiled. Escape pod. Which meant, escape! If she could detach the escape pod from the ship, maybe, if she was so lucky, and she had been lucky so far, she would just fall down to Earth. As long as she landed on some continent, some form of land, she could get home.

She turned to the control panel. "Human, no!" the alien on the other side of the glass roared. All of the buttons inside glowed invitingly. She didn't know exactly what to press, so June pressed her whole palm against the panel.

The sound of a suction popped in her ear and the escape pod detached from the ship. June laughed delightedly. Everything was going her way! The aliens kept getting smaller and smaller as she floated further and further away. June got to get a better look at the ship. She gaped and laughed as it was a proper flying saucer, just with circular escape pods sticking off of one side.

June could just barely see the Earth in the corner of the window. She wondered why it wasn't coming any closer into view. Her stomach suddenly dropped. It was definitely not getting closer but getting farther away. Her heart, which thought that it had a bit of a break, began to hammer in her chest. June turned and hit the control panel again. "Earth!" she shouted at it, as if it could hear her. "I want Earth! Home!"

The escape pod went into what seemed to be hyper speed. June's body flew and became plastered against the back wall as the escape pod propelled forward, away from the Earth. She could almost feel her skin being ripped off of her body. She couldn't breathe, she wanted to breathe, she begged to be able to breathe, but no matter what, couldn't. Black circled her vision, taking away the last ability she had left. All she could do was stare at the grey wall in front of her, mentally screaming because she had no voice to scream with, as the black closed in and took her vision away, with no clue where she was going before everything just stopped.

That was chapter 1!

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Until next time,

~ C.C.