The Orphans of Time

by queenofutem

Long ago in a never ending war, hundreds of time children were taken from their world and sent to others where they would stay until it was safe to return. That day never came. Now the Scorpion Corpses are rising and they are out to destroy the remaining eighteen orphans. Now its up to The Doctor and Rose to save them and show them how special they really are.

1. When Something Goes Bump

I stretched lazily and blinked at the harsh sunlight streaming in from the windows. Groaning I sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I had been home from school the whole week after receiving a concussion during a soccer game. Thankfully I was feeling better today. Ignoring the large amount of texts and emails that continued to light up my phone, I stumbled into the kitchen and over to the fridge. Pulling out the jug of orange juice, I poured myself a glass I took from the kitchen cabinet. I hopped on the counter and took a sip from my juice. As I sat with the morning light bathing my back I could have sworn I saw a streak of tan and pink fly past the kitchen door. I hoisted myself off the counter and walked over to the door. Glancing outside, the only thing that I saw was a cardinal sitting on one of the branches of the birch tree that stood in the massive flowerbed. Sighing I turned away from the door and walked over to sink.

As I placed the glass in the sink a large crashing sound came from the upstairs hallway. I grabbed my hunting knife that I had left out on the counter and tied it to my leg so it would be hidden by my combat boots. Racing into the living room I grabbed my phone and silenced it, before putting it into my back pocket and throwing on my combat boots. I darted for the stairs and skipped over the creaky step two from the top of the staircase. I paused and listened for any sign of movement when I heard footsteps and the murmuring of a man. I inched silently down the hallway towards my brother's bedroom door. I saw the bedroom door begin to open, so I threw myself into the hallway bathroom. The voices were now louder as they began to walk down the hallway on their way to the stairs. As the figures walked past the bathroom door, I noticed they wore long orange cloaks with large hoods covering their faces. Their hands were looked like long metallic claws, as did their shoeless feet. I was about to step out of the shadows and into the hallway when someone grabbed my waist and wrapped their hand around my mouth.

"Don't make any noise whatsoever or else they will find us," a familiar male voice whispered softly in my ear. "Nod if you understand." I hesitated but began to nod slowly. "Follow me ok. Don't run off on your own. We cannot have them getting their hands on you." The man whispered as he released his grip. His cool hand found my warm one and grasped it. As though he was silently counting down I counted three squeezes before he pulled me down the hallway and around the corner. Silently, the man opened my bedroom door and pulled me inside with him. Blinking in the sudden brightness, I stumbled forward and turned to face the man. As I turned around I saw someone that was supposed to be in Europe, not some small town in North America. Yet, he was behaving just like his character would in my favorite TV show ever. My jaw dropped.

"No way…" I said under my breath. "It couldn't be…"