The Eleventh Hour;

"Dear Santa, I wanted to thank you for the dolls and the pencils and the fish. It's Easter right now; I hope I didn't wake you." My sister said as we were knelt down next to her bed, our hands together praying to Santa Claus.

"But, honest it's and emergency, there's a crack on our wall." I said, glancing back at the crack which was about 12 meters long but didn't go all the way across the wall.

"Aunt Sharon just says it's an ordinary crack." Amelia continued.

"But I know it's not because, at night there's voices." I said to Santa, the voices whispered loudly at night always the same voice, at always the same time.

"So, please could you send someone to fix it?" Amelia said desperately, I hated the crack it was one of the reasons I wanted to go back to Scotland.

"Or police... or-"Amelia started but was cut of from a noise from outside, we got up and walked towards the window to see something had smashed our shed. "Back in a moment." Amelia said.

The thing that had smashed our shed was a blue box lying flat on its side on the ground, windows smashed at each side and smoking was coming out of it and on top in bold letters was, 'Police -Public Call- Box.'

"Thank you, Santa." Amelia and I said at the same time and we headed outside, even though we were only wearing our night clothes.

We entered the garden slowly, I could feel my heart beating faster as we approached the blue police box, that had fell from the sky.

Just as we were about to reach the strange box the doors flung open letting a huge amount of smoke out, Amelia jumped back as the rope flung out the tiny box.

As we looked closer a head appeared out of the box, looking closer I noticed wavy floppy brown hair that was dripping wet, He was young but not as old as Aunt Sharron. His eyes were bright green and they kept flickering between me and Amelia.

"Can I have an apple? All I can think about is apples, I love apples, maybe I'm having a craving, Ohh that's new, and I've never had cravings before." The strange man said.

The man pulled himself further up till he was sat on the edge of the police box, his clothes were ragged. He looked back down into the box, grinning. "Whoa, look at that."

"Are you ok?" Amelia asked him.

"I just had a fall, all the way down to the library, hell of a climb back up." He said while messing with the cuffs of his shirt.

"Why are you all wet?" Amelia asked, he looked at her and smiled in amusement.

"I was in the swimming pool." He replied to Amelia who just rolled her eyes at his craziness.

"But you said you were in the library?" She asked confused.

"I said I was in the swimming, pool." Who again rolled her eyes at his crazy talking.

"Are you a Police man?" I asked speaking up; the man immediately snapped his head in my direction.

"Why? Did you call a Police man?" He said leaning closer to me.

"Did you come about the crack in my wall?" I asked him and he looked at my confused eyes and scrunched his brow together.

"What crack-"He started to say before he clutched his chest, gritting his teeth together in pain, making him fall down face first into the moody grass.

I gasped. "Are you alright, mister?" I said concerned, he gave me a fake smile before regaining his posture; he sat up on his knees looking at us.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's okay, perfectly normal." He said, how could he be fine, he just fell from a box.

He raised his head towards the sky and parted his lips, and a light of some sort came from his mouth, and it disappeared in to the air leaving no trace.

"Who are you?" I asked him slowly.

"I don't know yet, I'm still cooking." He stated calmly, looking at his hands he spoke again. "Does it scare you?" He asked now looking between me and Amelia.

"No, it's just a bit weird." Amelia said, pointing the flash light directly onto his face, he shook his head making water droplets flick off.

"No, no, no the crack in your wall. Does it scare you two?" He said looking at me and Amelia.

"Yes." Amelia and I said at the same time. He laughed and his lips pulled into a grin.

"Well," He said as he jumped up making me and Amelia jump back from him. "No time to lose, I'm the Doctor and do everything I tell you two. Don't ask stupid questions, and don't either one of you wonder off." He said then trotted towards the house but walked straight into a tree.

He fell back on the floor and grunted in pain, me and Amelia quickly ran over to him.

"You alright?" I asked him, her gave me a funny look.

"Still early days, stirrings a bit off." He said to us, we grabbed each side of his arms and pulled him from the floor, he stumbled up then took of in the direction to the house, Amelia and I both hot on his heels.

Looking around the kitchen I noticed Amelia getting an apple for the Doctor.

"If you're a Doctor... why does your box say police?" I asked him confused; he looked at me for a second before looking away.

"Here you go." Amelia said, as she passed him the apple. I stood next to Amelia and watched him ad he bit into the apple the spat it back out coughing.

"That's disgusting, what is that?" He said thrusting the apple in Amelia's face.

"An apple." Amelia stated, looking at him like he was stupid.

"Apples are rubbish. I hate apples" He said and then chucked the apple, it almost hit me and I jumped back and glared at him.

"You said you loved them."

"No, I love yogurts, Yoghurts are my favourite, give me a yogurt." He demanded, Amelia quickly scurried to the fridge. He began looking around the kitchen and each object.

Suddenly his gaze landed on me and I felt his green eyes piercing mine, Amelia came back and handed him the yogurt, he ripped it open and swallowed it down. Only to spit it back out onto the floor very close to my feet, I jumped back so it didn't touch me.

He looked at Amelia. "I hate yoghurts, there just stuff with bits in." He stated wiping the yogurt from around his mouth.

"You said it was your favourite." Amelia said in an annoyed tone.

"New man, new mouth." He said stopping to wipe his mouth. "New rules, it's like eating after you have brushed your teeth everything tastes wrong." He said before he hunched forward the snapping back you slapping his head with his hand.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked, he looked at me and scoffed.

"What's wrong with me?" It's not my fault you can't give me any proper food, you're Scottish fry something." He demanded to Amelia. She gave him a strange look before grabbing a pot and began cooking.

"I'll get you a towel." I muttered before running of grabbing a towel and running back. "Here" I said passing it him, while he smiled at me gratefully.

"Thank you." He said, before he began drying his hair.

Amelia placed down the bacon in front of him. He grabbed the fork and placed it in his mouth and spat it back out.

"That's bacon? Are you trying to poison me?" He said. We immediately shook our heads; Amelia looked at me with a 'help-me' look.

"Beans?" I suggested, she grabbed a tin from the cupboard and began cooking them.

"Beans, you see beans." He said as Amelia place them in front of him; he scooped up the beans and eats them.

He suddenly jumped up and rushed to sink, spitting them out. "Beans are evil. Bad, bad, bad beans.

"Bread and butter, now you're talking." The Doctor talking, he took a large bit, only to spit it out and he ran to the front door and he flung it outside.

"And stay out." He shouted and came back and sat down, while Amelia and I tried to look for something else.

He suddenly jumped up and walked towards the fridge. "No, wait, hang on, I know what I need, I need, I need... Custard and... Fish fingers."

"Funny." I said placing a spoon full of ice cream in my mouth, as Amelia and I were sat across from the mad man eating fish fingers and custard.

"I'm funny, good? Funnies good, what are you two called." He asked us, Amelia answered.

Amelia Pond and my sister, Aria Pond." The Doctor smiled at the names.

"Ohh, that's brilliant. Amelia and Aria Pond sounds like a fairy tale.

He turned to me, "Your eyes." He was mainly looking at my eyes.

I giggled. "Yeah, there different colours." Though Amelia only had green eyes, I had different coloured ones, one blue the other green.

"Are we in Scotland, Amelia and Aria?" He asked us, how can he not know where he was?

"No we moved to England." We said with a sigh, we hated England it was boring. "It's rubbish."

"So, where are your Mum and Dad, upstairs? I suppose I would have woken them up by now." He asks confused.

"We don't have a Mum and Dad, just an Aunt." Amelia said to the Doctor, he looked at us sadly.

"I don't even have an aunt." He muttered taking a massive bite out of his fish finger that was covered in custard, yuck.

"You lucky." I said with a laugh.

"I know." He admitted with a cheeky grin. "So, your Aunt where is her?"

"Out" We reply in unison. The Doctors eyes widen.

"And left you both here alone?" He said shocked.

"I'm not scared." I stated in defence.

"Me neither." Amelia said.

"Of course your not, you're not scared of anything, a box falls out of the sky, man fall out of box, a man eats fish custard and look at you two just sitting there." He says with a massive grin. "So you know what I think?" He asked us.

"What?" We asked. He smirked at us leaning closer.

"Must be one hell of a scary crack on your wall."

Part one done, Thank you for reading. Sorry about any mistakes.

-Erika.