The Plasmavore's Revenge

Chapter 1

"You mean she was murdered?" Leah asked as she stared viciously at my shaking parents with faces white as ghosts.

"Listen Leah." said her mother, her calm, gentle breath of her voice touching her daughter's cheeks

"NO! How can you be so calm about this? She was my grandmother!" Leah shouted.

Leah Finnegan lost my grandmother five years ago. She loved my grandmother. She was a fun, lively and amusing lady. Then ever since she died Leah has felt depressed for many years, like a dog that has been kicked out of its home by its cruel owner. Leah's parents told her that her grandmother died from old age. She was devastated, so she locked myself in my room like a prisoner for the last five years and never came out. But now she has discovered the truth.

"Well who did it? Who murdered my grandmother?!"

"W-W-Well," said her father his head shaking violently in front of his daughter with cheeks red as mars. "You see your grandmother was executed by policemen called the Judoon. The Judoon told us about this and they also said that they were helped to find her by a human girl called Martha Jones." Her father fully explained. He shuddered and closed his eyes in horror when he mentioned Martha.

A tear rapidly fell down Leah's face as her hand shook violently. She then shrieked as her sharp hand hit her mirror to make it crash on the ground and smash into a million pieces.

"I can't believe this. That Martha! If she hadn't got in the way of tings, grandma would still be alive today!" shouted Leah at the top of her voice.

"Calm down Leah, please!" her mother begged as she grabbed Leah's shoulders trying to stop her rage from escalating.

"Get out mum," shouted a raging Leah. "Unless you want your blood assimilated."

Her mother froze and said nothing. She let go of Leah's shoulders and apprehensively ran out of the room and didn't look back.

"Martha Jones. What a horrible name for a human to have." Said Leah to herself as she slowly grabbed her bed to lift herself up from the ground.

"Wait," she said as she sat on her bed with a thoughtful look on her face. "Why am I sitting here feeling sorry for myself? Well, I bet this Martha girl will love to have her blood assimilated!"

Leah stood up and took an ordinary watch out of her drawer. The watch was grey like an old lady's hair and had a huge circle with a complex code in the middle. Leah then pressed the circle and all of a sudden lighting and bright light exploded and shot out surrounded the whole room with the huge white light. As soon as the white light disappeared, Leah found herself in London. The smell of the busy, grey, dismal air made her cringe gently.

"Watch out Martha," said a confident Leah as she tasted the gloomy London air. "I'm going to get you."