People around me are screaming shrieking, gasping, panting, and running. It's getting kind of boring, to be honest.
My mum runs past me as fast as she can screaming "EMILY! IT'S A SPACESHIP IN THE SKY!" I do hate it when she uses my first name.
"I go by EM!" I shout back. I expected better of her! I look around, because, well, this is a mystery, and one I plan on solving. I simply see everyone having a very good panic, making fools of themselves, except… I squint through the crowd, one man is perfectly still, looking the spaceship up and down.
I move a little closer. He has a very large chin, and quite poofy hair, and appeared to be wearing… a bowtie? Maybe he's one of the aliens? Then suddenly, he is off, down an alleyway. I follow him without question. The alleyways are basically deserted now, and it's easy to follow him without losing track. He walks into some sort of… blue box? Labeled POLICE? If he was an alien spy, he wasn't that good at being inconspicuous. I jimmy the handle, but, It's locked. Well, he can't stay in a tiny box forever, right? I sit down bored. My best lead, literally locked away in a box.
Then, I hear a great noise. Like a whooshing, combined with a groaning, with a little bit of spacey on box! It was disappearing! Oh no you don't! I thought to myself, and leaped on to the blue box, gripping it tight, and closing my eyes.
It was the strangest thing. One part of me was enjoying the wonderful whimsy and flying, while the other had decided someone was trying to do origami with my body. It seemed to take eternity, while also taking no time at all. The next thing, and last thing, I knew, I was lying on the ground, laughing giddily.
The man ran out of the box, looking at me scared. Then as he saw me laughing, he looked… confused? He dashed back in the box, but I didn't even care anymore. Then he came out with some alien looking machine and pointed it at me. Okay, now I care. I scooched back as much as I could in that position.
"I don't normally ask questions like this, but is that some sorta space gun?" I tested nervously. He simply mumbled something about vital signs and before I knew it, he was by my side on his knees, running the machine up and down me, it responding with strange, beeping noises. Finally he leaned back, just… staring at me.
"You're… still alive."
"I kinda got that."
"But- but that's impossible! You're impossible!" he replied and quickly started scanning me again. I shoved him away.
"Oh come on! No matter how many times you scan me with that, it's still going to say I'm alive! Look!" I started to demonstrate my "aliveness." "I can breath! Jump! Walk! Talk!"
"Yes, yes I know you can but you shouldn't be able to!" he replied, standing up himself.
"What? why not?"
He looked at me wildly, like it was so obvious. "When you grabbed onto my TARDIS you were pulled through the time vortex, ripped through the fabric of the universe with NO PROTECTION. Any mortal would of died!" There was a bit of silence. We seemed to be located in a small desert. The man, who on closer inspection, I must admit was quite handsome, was pacing around wildly, trying to figure it out. I thought about it, and there seemed to be only one explanation.
"Then I'm immortal, aren't I?" It was his turn to look baffled. However, after a small pause, he seemed to decide that I had actually just said, Okay now pace around and mumble some more.
"Hello? I just said I'm immortal, and I for one take that seriously." He looked at me, exasperated.
"You're not immortal, you're human."
"But I just did something only an immortal would do." I countered. Handsome or not, he was starting to barely be less annoying then all those panicked people in the street. Oh right, the spaceship! I started to say something, but then realized he was scanning me with another spacey device. This one had a light at the end, and made a weird buzzing noise.
He made it- er... longer? and looked at a very tiny screen. He looked up at me, stunned. I didn't move. He simply walked up to me, and looking at me with the same expression, barely moving, gently poked my cheek. Dead silence.
I couldn't help it. I burst out laughing. He looked at me with an expression that wasn't quite angry, but definitely not pleased.
"And what's so funny?"
"Nothing," I replied, still giggling a bit, "let's go back to the spaceship."
"That's where I was going, until you jumped my tardis and I landed as soon as possible to try to save your life. What's your name, anyhow?"
"Em, and you?"
"The doctor"
I just glared at him. "Doctor Who?"
"Ah," he replied, smirking a bit, "That's the question."
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