Hey Whovians! This is my first Doctor Who story, so if I get anything wrong (I hope I don't, I have been watching it my WHOLE life) please, please, please tell me. If you have any questions about what I've written leave me a review or P.M me.
I know this chapter is short, but I think it's good, and I'll update soon. Anyway, to explain, Jordan's just been shot by a Dalek, Lily is cursing said Dalek, Ellie bursts in and sasses around the place, before saving Jordan with a thing that her friend Eleanor made up and blowing everything to bits.
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I heard it all, the pop as the Dalek materialized in front of me, the jingle of my gun, the sounds as the Dalek shot me and Lily, screaming. I guess you could say it happened in slow motion, like when the main character in a movie dies, and in my eyes it did. I felt Lily beside me, frantically calling my name to see if I would respond. I tried, I really did, but the words died on my tongue. I heard Lily yelling at the Dalek with all her might, screaming profanities in five different languages.
'Big mistake metal face! Big mistake! Just you wait until my friend hears about this! Ellie, her name is, have fun when she turns up at your doorstep and blows your nuts and bolts against the wall for this!' She screamed, sounding so far away, and the dull sound of gun fire filled my ears. Suddenly, the aforementioned friend with guns came bursting into the room, with a Dalek hot on her heels, shooting at her. 'As usual' I thought, 'Always making an entrance.'
'Hey. Is she dead?' Ellie asked over the noise.
'Just about.' Lily replied.
'Here,' Ellie rummaged through her backpack, dodged a laser and produced a single glass vile filled with purple coloured liquid, 'give her this. One of the latest from Eleanor.'
'What is it?'
'No idea. You better give it to her before she dies.' Lily didn't need to be told twice, she twisted the cap and poured it into my mouth. Let's just say it wasn't the nicest thing I've drunken, it tasted horrible but I wasn't complaining. If it let me live, then hell yeah. I faintly remember Ellie blowing the Dalek that was shooting at her and the Dalek that shot me, to bits.
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