A/N: Hi! I have geography coursework and so of course am writing a sequel to my first fic. Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed it, especially Angela/alaine.105 for her lovely reviews. I really hope you enjoy this, and as always feedback is great. Thank you!
Rose stood in front of the mirror, painting on a smile with the glittery lip gloss she had bought on Khsaron 5. She surveyed her reflection; same bleach blond hair, same white hoodie, same heavy black eyeliner smudged around wide, innocent eyes. She sighed. Looks could be deceiving. Rose was interrupted from her reverie by a loud banging on her door. The Doctor. She had to give him credit. He had actually remembered to knock.
"Ro-ose," the Doctor whined. "Hurry up! Universes to see, planets to save, and you're standing there mucking about with face paint. Or whatever it is you earth females do… You're taking ages!"
A cursory glance at the clock told Rose she had in fact taken no more than ten minutes. For a Time Lord with thirteen lives, he was certainly impatient. Sparing a last look in the mirror to make sure her smile was firmly in place, Rose unlocked the door. The Doctor was hopping from foot to foot impatiently, running his hand through spiky hair again and again. The moment Rose stepped outside, he grinned and grabbed her hand, racing down the hallway so fast that Rose was sure she was going to land flat on her face.
"So, where we off to then?" she asked as they burst into the console room. The Doctor released her hands and raced to the console, flipping levers, pressing buttons and twirling the dial of what looked suspiciously like an old-fashioned telephone.
"Protus 16, last planet in the Mobias system. Lovely place! Beaches, posh restaurants, you name it… Birthplace of the banana! I've always wanted to visit."
"We're going on a holiday?" Rose asked incredulously. "But we never-" Her words were cut off as the TARDIS jolted sharply and she landed flat on her back. Secretly, she was relieved. How many people could she possibly hurt at a resort? The Doctor yanked her to her feet.
"Come on, then," he said excitably. "Beaches and bananas await." They burst through the TARDIS doors. Rose's breath caught in her throat. It was night time. The ground gently rippled while the translucent grass blew gently in the wind, giving the impression that they were walking on water. White trees overshadowed a winding path, pale blue bananas hanging from the branches. On either side of the island, white crystalline sand dissolved into black seas. The air smelled of smoked pine.
"Its beautiful," Rose whispered. The Doctor smiled down at her.
"Isn't it just? The village is just on the other side of the hill." Hand in hand, they walked down the narrow path, stopping occasionally to watch animals flit past. As they climbed the hill, Rose noticed that the smell of burnt pine was getting stronger. As soon as they reached the top she realised why. The village was burning.
A/N: Sorry it was a bit short, but it is just the prologue. I really hoped you liked it and as always I would really love to hear what you think.