This is season 5 of Doctor Who with an added character. Amy has a little sister, Jasmine, and she goes along with the Doctor and Amy. This is her story of her adventures with her sister and the Doctor.
Eleventh Hour Part. 1
My name is Jasmine Lee Pond and I am fifteen years old. When I was younger my sister would tell me stories about a raggedy man called the Doctor who visited her. She said he was a time traveller and had promised to take her with him. She would talk about how he got rid of the crack in her wall and how Prisoner Zero escaped through that crack. Eventually my sister grew up and stopped talking about her imaginary friend. Little did I know, but that imaginary friend actually would come back.
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I am sitting in my room reading. Amy and Aunt Sharron are both out. I hear a noise from the backyard. I run to Amy's room and look out the window. There in the backyard is a blue box, just like the blue box Amy would do cartoons of. A raggedy looking man runs out.
"Amelia! Amelia, I worked out what it was. I know what I was missing! You've got to get out of there!" I hear the front door unlock. I rush back to my room and grab my cricket bat. "Amelia? Amelia, are you all right? Are you there?" I watch the man run up the stairs. He stands in front of the wall and points this thing at it. "Prisoner Zero is here. Prisoner Zero is here! Prisoner Zero is here! Do you understand me? Prisoner Zero is…" I hit the man with the cricket bat and he falls to the ground.
I grab the handcuffs from Amy's room and cuff him to the radiator. I take out my phone and dial Amy's number.
"Yeah, uh, hi. There is a blue police box in our backyard. There is also a raggedy looking man cuffed to our radiator unconscious. He was going on about a Prisoner Zero."
"Why is he unconscious?"
"I hit him with my cricket bat."
"I'll be home straight away. Don't tell Aunt Sharron."
Within five minutes Amy is home and changing into her police woman outfit.
"Now, let's drop the Scottish accents and you act like I really am a police woman."
"Whatever you say," I say in my English accent. She smiles. We settle in to wait for him to wake up.
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The man finally starts to wake up.
"White male, mid-20s, breaking and entering. Send me some back-up, I've got him restrained." My sister speaks into her fake radio before facing the man, "Oi, you! Sit still." He tries to stand up, but is pulled back by the cuffs.
"Cricket bat. I'm getting cricket bat."
"You were breaking and entering." I say.
"That's much better. Brand-new me, whack on the head. Just what it needed." I shake my head at that. This guy is weird.
"Do you want to shut up now? I've got back-up on the way." Amy is really laying it on thick.
"Hang on, wait-you're a policewoman."
"You just now realized that." I say sarcastically.
"And you're breaking and entering. See how this works?"
"But what are you doing here? Where's Amelia?"
"Amelia Pond?" I ask in shock. This cannot be the same raggedy man Amy would tell stories about.
"Yeah. Amelia. Little Scottish girl. Where is she? I promised her five minutes and the engines were phasing. I suppose I must have gone a bit far. Has something happened to her?"
"Amelia Pond hasn't lived here in a long time." I look at my sister with a puzzled expression. I still refuse to believe this is her imaginary friend.
"How long?"
"Six months."
"No! No, no, no! I can't be six months late! I said five minutes. I promised. What happened to her? What happened to Amelia Pond? I need to speak to whoever lives in this house right now."
"We live here." Amy says motioning to me.
"But you're the police."
"Yes, and this is where I live! You got a problem with that?"
"How many rooms?"
"I'm sorry, what?" I ask. Why does he care how many rooms?
"On this floor. How many rooms on this floor? Count them for me now."
"Why?" Amy asks.
"Because it will change your life."
"Five. One, two, three, four, five." She points as she counts.
"Six." The Doctor says.
"Six?" I question. Of course there aren't six.
"Look."
"Look where?" Amy and I say at the same time.
"Exactly where you never want to look. The corner of your eye. Look behind you." We both look behind us. My breath catches, as does Amy's.
"That's…That is not possible. How's that possible?" She asks after a moment looking at me. I shrug my shoulders.
"There's a perception filter all around the door. Sensed it last time I was here. Should've seen it." I cannot deny it any longer. This man is definitely the raggedy Doctor.
"But that's a whole room. That's a whole room we've never even noticed." I still can't believe what we are seeing.
"The filter stops you noticing. Something came here a while ago to hide. It's still hiding and you need to uncuff me now!"
"I don't have the key. I lost it." I say. I was in such a hurry that I forgot where I put it.
"How can you have lost it?" He says turning to me. I just shrug my shoulders and turn to watch my sister walk up to the door. "Stay away from that door!" Amy keeps walking. "Do not touch that door! Listen to me! Do not open that…" Amy opens the door. "Why does no one ever listen to me? Do I just have a face that nobody listens to? Again?"
I cock my eyebrow at the last bit. "My sister never listens to anybody. Always doing what she wants." He starts looking around him.
"My screwdriver, where is it? Silver thing, blue at the end. Where did it go?" I shrug my shoulders.
"There's nothing here." Amy yells at us from the room.
"Whatever's in there stopped you seeing the whole room-what makes you think you could see it? Now, please, just get out!" He sighs in frustration and looks at me.
"It's a lost cause. She'll get out when she's ready."
"Silver, blue at the end?" Amy calls from the room.
"My screwdriver, yeah."
"It's here."
"Must have rolled under the door." He says while looking up at me.
"Yeah. Must have. And then it must have jumped up on the table."
"What? How did it get on the table?" I ask. That's definitely not possible.
"Get out of there. Get out of there! Get out!" The Doctor keeps yelling. We see her looking around quickly. "What is it? What are you doing?"
"There's nothing here, but…"
"Corner of your eye."
"What is it?" I ask. He ignores me and keeps talking to Amy.
"Don't try to see it. If it knows you've seen it, it will kill you. Don't look at it. Do not…look." She screams. "Get out!" She runs out of the room and next to me, screwdriver in hand. "Give me that!" It makes a noise and pitters out. He starts banging it on the floor. "Come on. What's the bad alien done to you?"
"Will that door hold it?" Amy asks.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, course! It's an inter-dimensional multi-form from outer space they're all terrified of wood." I try to stifle a laugh. Amy just elbows me in the stomach. A light starts emitting from behind the door.
"What's that? What's it doing?"
"I don't know. Getting dressed? Run. Just go. Your back-up's coming, I'll be fine." Neither of us moves.
"There is no back-up." I say still watching the door.
"I heard you on the radio. You called for back-up."
"It's a pretend radio." Oh, Doctor, if you only knew, I think after Amy's reply.
"But you're a policewoman."
"I'm a kissogram!" She dramatically pulls her hat off and smiles. The door bangs open and we are greeted to the sight of a man with his dog. "But it's just…"
"No, it isn't. Look at the faces." I notice it immediately. It's not the dog who is snarling, it's the man.
"What? I'm sorry, but what?" Amy can't believe her eyes. Neither can I for that matter.
"It's all one creature. One creature disguised as two. Clever old multi-form. A bit of a rush job, though. Got the voice a bit muddled, did you? Mind you, where did you get the pattern from? You'd need a psychic link, a live feed. How did you fix that? Stay, boy! Them and me, we're safe. Want to know why? She sent for back-up."
"I didn't send for back-up!" I nudge Amy. He wanted the creature to think there was.
"I know. That was a clever lie to save our lives. Ok, yeah, no back-up! That's why we're safe. Alone, we're not a threat to you. If we had back-up, then you'd have to kill us!"
"Attention, Prisoner Zero. The human residence is surrounded. Attention Prisoner Zero…"
"What's that?" I ask.
"That would be back-up. Ok, one more time. We do have back-up and that's definitely why we're safe."
"Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence, or the human residence will be incinerated." My eyes open in shock and Amy reaches for my hand.
"Safe apart from, you know, incineration." I laugh nervously. The Doctor bangs his sonic on the ground again. "Work, work, come on. Run!" He yells as he gets free. We head for the stairs.
"Kissogram?"
"Yes, a kissogram! What's going on?" We make it outside and head towards the blue box. I am still shocked that Amy's story of the Raggedy Doctor is actually true.
"Why did you pretend to be a policewoman?"
"You broke into my house! It was this or a French maid! What's going on? Tell me! Tell me!"
"An alien convict is hiding in your spare room disguised as a man and a dog, and some other aliens are about to incinerate your house. Any questions?"
"Yes." We reply at the same time. He puts the key in the lock.
"Me, too." The lock won't budge. "No, no, no! Don't do that, not now! It's still rebuilding, not letting us in!"
"Come on!" Amy yells while grabbing my hand and the Doctor's. He stops short noticing the shed.
"No, wait, hang on, hang on, wait, wait, wait. The shed. I destroyed that shed last time I was here, smashed it to pieces." He walks towards the shed.
"So there's a new one. Let's go." I say a little frustrated.
"But the new one's got old. It's ten years old at least." He rubs his finger on it and then licks his finger. "12 years. I'm not six months late, I'm 12 years late."
"He's coming." Amy still has a death grip on my hand. I try to pull her off but it's like a vice.
"You said six months. Why did you say six months?"
"We've got to go."
"This matters. This is important. Why did you say six months?"
"Well, why did you say five minutes?" She yells dropping the fake accent. Her eyes spring wide in shock. She didn't want to give in just yet. The Doctor is just as surprised.
"What?"
"Come on." She is pulling at him again.
"What?"
"Come on!" We start running out of the backyard to the street.
"What?" It seems to be the only thing the Doctor can say.
"Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated."
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We are briskly walking down the streets of Leadworth. "You're Amelia." The Doctor has finally connected the dots.
"You're late." Amy does not seem pleased.
"Amelia Pond. You're the little girl."
"I'm Amelia and you're late."
"What happened?" We have stopped walking now.
"12 years."
"You hit me with a cricket bat."
"Actually that was me." I say, but no one is paying attention.
"12 years."
"A cricket bat." The Doctor repeats.
"Again, that was me." I interject still feeling ignored. Amy glares at me and keeps walking.
"12 years and four psychiatrists."
"Four?" The Doctor is surprised by this.
"She kept biting them." I laugh while saying this. Amy glares at me again. I put my hands up in surrender.
"Why?"
"They said you weren't real." I can tell Amy doesn't like talking about this.
"Wait a second." The Doctor stops and turns to me. "Who are you?" I stop suddenly. Amy didn't tell him about me.
"Jasmine Pond," I say turning to glare at Amy. "Apparently my sister forgot to mention me the first time you two met. Most people call me Jaz."
"Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence, or the human residence will be incinerated. Repeat. Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence, or the human residence will be incinerated." We turn to see the announcement coming from the speakers of an ice cream van.
"No, no, no, come on. What? We're being staked out by an ice-cream van?" We all rush up to the van.
"What's that? Why are you playing that?" The Doctor asks the man inside.
"It's supposed to be Claire De Lune."
"Doctor, what's happening?" I ask before he runs off towards Jeff's house. Amy and I follow. Jeff's gran is inside flipping channels. The is message being broadcast on every channel.
"Hello! Sorry to burst in, we're doing a special on television faults in this area…" The Doctor starts. "Also, crimes. Let's have a look." He says after Amy comes in with her outfit on.
"I was just about to phone. It's on every channel." She turns to see me and Amy. "Hello, Amy and Jaz, dears. Amy, are you a policewoman now?"
"Well, sometimes…" I mumble before a jab from an elbow shuts me up. That's Amy's favorite way to get me to shut up.
"I thought you were a nurse."
"I can be a nurse."
"Or, actually, a nun?" The Doctor stops what he is doing and gives Amy a sideways glance.
"I dabble." Amy is completely mortified now.
"Amy, Jaz, who is your friend?"
"Who's Amy? You were Amelia."
"Yeah, now I'm Amy."
"Amelia Pond-that was a great name."
"Bit fairy tale."
"I know you, don't I? I've seen you somewhere before." She is getting closer to realizing who he is. God knows Amy drew enough cartoons about him.
"Not me. Brand-new face…" He makes a funny face. "First time on. And what sort of job's a kissorgram?" He asks turning to Amy.
"I go to parties and I kiss people. With outfits. It's a laugh."
"You were a little girl five minutes ago."
"You're worse than my aunt." I nod my head in agreement. I am quite enjoying the exchange going on between the two of them. Amy notices my amusement and glares.
"I'm the Doctor, I'm worse than everybody's aunt." He turns to gran before continuing. "And that is not how I'm introducing myself." He points his sonic at the radio and the broadcast comes through in every language. "Ok, so it's everywhere, in every language. They're broadcasting to the whole world." The Doctor runs to the window and sticks his head out looking up.
"What's up there? What are you looking for?" He seems to be ignoring us. It's like he is deeply thinking.
"Ok, planet this size, two poles, your basic molten core they're going to need a 40% fission blast. But they'll have to power up first, won't they?" Jeff walks in and the Doctor walks over to him. "So assuming a medium-sized starship, that's 20 minutes. What do you think? 20 minutes? Yeah, 20 minutes. We've got 20 minutes."
"20 minutes to what?" I ask. He really needs to be more straightforward when talking.
"Are you the Doctor?" Jeff suddenly asks. Gran gets excited as she realizes it too.
"He is, isn't he? He's the Doctor! The Raggedy Doctor." She turns to Amy, "All those cartoons you did, when you were little. The Raggedy Doctor-it's him."
"Shut up." Amy is completely embarrassed.
"Cartoons?" The Doctor asks looking at me. I give shrug my shoulders.
"Gran, it's him, isn't it? It's really him!"
"Jeff, shut up! 20 minutes to what?" I say. It's time to get back on track.
"The human residence. They're not talking about your house, they're talking about the planet. Somewhere up there, there's a spaceship. And it's going to incinerate the planet. 20 minutes to the end of the world."