Hello dear readers! I am publishing this story but THIS IS NOT A STORY I WROTE ! I am just publishing it for my friend FREYA ASTRID NOVA (you can find her among the authors on the website) so if you want to join her, send her PMs or something, just go on her profile. You can review directly here, of course, she will read and answer you.
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Melody - x.
Hello dear readers and Doctor Who fans alike. This story is the first 'episode' in the starving one's series. I'd like to take this time to thank for coming up with the names Nova and SuperNova which she has let me use, your so very nice. And your advice is very helpful! I'd also love to Melody Pnd for showing me how to make my writing better and just being an AMAZING friend and always being there for me. Thank you soooooo much, you rock girl! Now please enjoy the story and tell me what you think. Reviews welcome!
And now on with the story...
It was a normal day as any. Well, not so normal. Well, not normal at all. Well… in fairness it was absolutely odd, but for a certain Timelord it was just everyday life. The sun was laying its warm rays upon the city, the air just troubled by a hint of a breeze. Perfect for an awful lot of running.
The streets were deserted, which added to the strangeness of the place as it was right in the middle of the city: it should have been the most busy street, crowded and buzzing of people rushing to go to work and get on with their human lives. Everywhere and anywhere, only phones were to be seen, scattered on sidewalks, on windowsills and on top of mailboxes, abandoned.
As an echo to the streets, the houses within this block were also all empty. Not one person was to be seen, making it look like a ghost city.
A strange wind had picked up, resulting in phones turning over and leaves brushing off trees in an attempt to break free. An odd box settled in between two cars with a sign on the door reading 'Police Box', making it seem very out of place in this strange ghost town. A man in tweed and bowtie emerged from the box with a giddy expression. Seeming more like a boy at christmas than a fully grown man. He rushed to the center of the street and stood on top of an overturned car.
"HELLO IS ANYBODY HERE!"
When the man was not returned with an answer, he jumped off the car and dusted his hands on his tweed. Then he pulled out a long piece of metal: a sonic screwdriver, and turned it to every house in the ghost town.
"I know someone sent me here. There must be someone left." He whispered as he sonicked every house checking for life forms. As he passed over a brick house the sonic emitted a signal saying that one life form was within. He smiled and his eyes danced with mischief. "GOTCHA!" he exclaimed as he rushed to the house knowing he'd get answers once inside. He sonicked the knob and opened it standing in the doorway, his eyes moving over everything in the room at incredible speed as he took everything in. Remembering the task at hand he closed the door and walked slowly towards the couch.
"Hello, I know you're in here you don't have to hide from me, I'm here to help." A young women that looked to be in her teens stepped out from behind the stairs, with tears in her eyes and mascara running down her cheeks. She had brown corkscrew curls with blue highlights atop her head, and the bluest eyes on her pale skinny face, with small freckles dotting her nose.
The Doctor frowned at the frightened girl and opened his mouth to speak, but before he could utter a word she rushed to his side and started to pull him towards the stairs.
"I'm Nova, I'm twenty, and everyone is disappearing Timelord. So lets go save them!"
The Doctor paused on the top of the step stunned, taking in all the information she had just given out. She obviously knew what he was going to ask and what species he was, so would that mean that she was telepathic? He pondered in thought, as she rushed to a TARDIS blue door at the end of the hallway.
He shook his head pushing all his thoughts aside for a better time, and rushed to catch up with her, where she had pulled out a pen and was pointing it at the knob. He cocked his head to the side as a very familiar whirring was heard from her pen and finally a click. The Doctor surprised at the sonic device snatched it out of her hands and opened it.
"How did you get a sonic pen? How?" Nova smirked and tilted her head to the side, placing one hand on her hip.
"Can't tell you!" She sang right into his ear. Then she threw the pen to the side and grabbed his arm with her other hand, dragging him into the room. She shut the door with a loud bang and locked it, turning on her heel towards him. She stared at The Doctor's bewildered face as he stared at the large rotating device in the center of the room. Large was even an understatement, it was a huge, circular, metallic device with a mini screen in the center monitoring outside activity. He circled the device pointing at bits and then stood in front of Nova shocked. At first he opened and closed his mouth almost like a fish, trying to form words.
Finally he took a breath:
"What? How? This is alien technology?!" Nova stroked the device as if it was her baby and then looked up at The Doctor:
"Yes it is alien. I can't tell you how I got it though. Sorry." Nova gave the monitoring device a final pat, and then grabbed her hair pulling it into a messy bun with a red bow. She then pulled on glasses going into a serious mode with determination in her eyes.
The Doctor meanwhile was staring at the bow, Nova looked around finally landing at The Doctor's shocked gaze: "What?"
The Doctor pointed at the bow and furrowed his eyebrows.
"Oh, my bow? Bows are Awesome!" Nova waved off his reaction, turning back to the screen and pointed out the phones.
"Alright, so basically those phones are removing humans souls, and then rewriting their DNA to turn them into droids. What I want to know is who is controlling the phones to do this and why."
After Nova admitted this The Doctor walked towards the device, and then glanced from the monitor to Nova and back again.
"Can you tell me why you know more than me at the moment?" The girl smirked and winked at The Doctor. "Nope! That's a secret."
Nova danced around the device banging and typing different numbers into the machine. The Doctor walked closer, and watched as the monitor displayed a DNA sample of a human side by side a DNA sample of a mutated human.
"They mutated the whole of the DNA patterns except for the genetics strand. I assume whatever is controlling the phones doesn't want them to change forms but why? If they had the chance why not just change everyone into fully formed droids? They'd have an army."
The Doctor slipped on his wire rimmed glasses that held so many memories of his best friend, and studied the screen where the samples of DNA were.
"Maybe they need one the humans' specific parts, like their souls or their brains because they can't function without it? I've seen it happen before."
Nova smiled and looked at The Doctor, as he took off his glasses and slipped them in his tweed, frowning at his newfound idea. "But why this block? Something is off… why would they choose this block?"
"I don't know, but it's sure not a coincidence."
The Doctor started to pace the dirty floor, a hint of worry beneath his brow as he thought immensely on the situation at hand. "Is there anything different about this block? Less kids perhaps? Anything that makes it different than the other blocks? One difference could mean anything."
Nova gripped his arm as he passed, stopping his pacing and spinning him towards her. "You really need to break that habit ya know. And to answer your questions, No there were no children. Well, technically speaking, mostly there were teens my age." Nova turned towards the device to check the monitor, leaving the corner she was in wide open.
Looking toward the corner, the Doctor noticed tons of bags, making it seem much more like a wall than a corner. He smacked his hand on his head.
" OF COURSE, I'm so daft!" he exclaimed. He then raced to Nova, still standing at the monitor with a smile on her face. "Bring up the schematics for all shops close to this block, Nova."
Nova turned the monitor towards The Doctor.
"Already done, hon." He clapped his hands together excitedly and smiled up at Nova. Looking toward the diagram displayed on the monitor, he pointed at the block behind them. "Now think, what's the one thing teenagers cannot resist, hmm?" Nova glanced at the diagram where The Doctor was pointing, jumping up and down excitedly like a kid on a sugar high. "Shops! The whole block behind us is shops!" The Doctor laughed at Nova's giddiness, noticing that she seemed to be in her own little world. "That's brilliant! Oh, all those people had a connection and it was right under my nose the whole time!" Nova leaped to her bed and pulled a mini backpack from underneath.
"Let's go save the world, banana boy!" Nova gripped his arm, lead him towards the door, and unlocked it at incredible speed. She then dragged him down the stairs as he scratched the back of his head confused. "Wait … how did you know I liked bananas? I thought I was mysterious!"
"Like you could ever be mysterious." Nova scoffed, as she rolled her eyes and ran out the door. Gripping his hand tightly, she dragged him towards the next block. Rows of shops filled the skies. "So, what's your favorite food this time around?" she asked, whipping her head to face him as she ran, awaiting an answer. "Um, fishfingers and custard, of course. Do you need to ask me personal questions at a time like this?" They ran through the maze of overturned cars and broken phones.
"Well, not really but it's passing time. So what's up with the bowtie?"
The Doctor stopped straightening his bowtie.
"Oi, bowties are cool! Anyways you're wearing a bow yourself."
Nova stopped running and turned towards the Doctor, frowning at his remark.
"My bows don't count because they are actually cool… bowties, on the other hand, are completely different."
The Doctor walked up to her and they walked carefully towards one of the empty shops.
"What kind of regeneration would like bowties, of all things?" Nova whispered, shaking her head in amusement.
"Well my second and eleventh regenerations thought bowties were cool, and now this one loves bowties too, thank you very much. That's because I'm revisiting my favorite faces."
"Yeah, so you decided to revisit the bowtie-wearing, clumsy babyface," Nova sighed.
The Doctor huffed like an upset child, crossing his arms in front of his chest like a little boy that didn't get what he wanted.
"Hey I did a lot with this face! I saved the whole world from collapsing, got married, and died all at the same time. Bet you never did that!"
Nova got out a torch and started to look around the empty, dark building, rolling her eyes at his behavior.
"Yay, so we know you're good at multitasking." She replied sarcastically, picking a piece of paper off of the dirty cash register and tossing it to the side. Nova grabbed another torch from her bag tossing it at him.
"Here. Make yourself useful." The torch hit him in the head, making him pout. He stood up and grabbed the torch off the ground from where it had landed and walked clumsily over to Nova, who giggled.
"What are we looking for?" Nova asked as she finished laughing, turning her torch all throughout the store.
"Well, we're trying to find what links all the phones together. Considering they were all different sizes, shapes, and colors, they need to be similar in at least one aspect to rewrite DNA to that sort of level."
Nova nodded her head and walked slowly over to electronics aisle, shining the torch around looking for some sort of connection to the phones. She hesitantly approached the cell phone aisle, stepping very slowly on the dusty, old floor. Suddenly Nova heard a low crackle of electricity as a high voltage light bounced towards her. The Doctor ran to her as she jumped over it, falling into his arms.
"I wonder who's decided to fix the lights?" Nova asked, grinning like a cheshire cat. She jumped up and grabbed the Doctor's hand, dragging him to the phones where a large, humanoid, metal droid stood.
The Droid turned towards them slowly, making it seem almost like a horror film. A green beam shot out of its eye, moving up and down them repeatedly. Nova stood there with a knowing smile on her face, realizing the light was merely a harmless scanner of sorts. The scanner stopped abruptly and retreated quickly back into its twisted, disgusting head. The head wasn't the only thing sending shivers down her spine. Maybe it was the fact that the droid had human-like features, or the fact that it was taller than her and could easily overpower her if need be. Or maybe it was just because he had a gun pointed at her. A big electrical gun that could eliminate her at any moment. Yet still she remained happy. After all this was an adventure, she loved adventures. What's not to love?
Her thoughts were silenced when the huge metal being turned its head toward the Doctor and spoke with a delicately feminine voice.
"The SuperNova is compatible. The SuperNova is an enemy. We will use her. Come with me."
The nerveracking voice sent shivers down her spine. She wasn't nervous for her own wellbeing, but for the Doctor's.
He took a careful step towards Nova to protect her at all costs, but she didn't seemed to notice. She swung off her backpack, unzipping it and looking through its contents. "Well let's see if I'm the SuperNova then. I have an ID card in here somewhere," she said, as she smiled up at the droid. Then in one swift motion she pulled out a large air rifle and swung it onto her shoulder. She pushed her backpack to the side and aimed the gun at the droid, smiling even wider and laughing.
"Guess what buddy, I'm not!"
I hope you enjoyed! More to come soon!
~Freya