Episode 1: Allies in Time
By Amelia & Merrissa Kate
Disclaimer: The Writing Twins do not own Doctor Who, though we have a great wish too, we don't. We do however own the storyline and any OC characters in this "episode". This story is more of a learning curve for us as writers then for the entertainment of others, so all constructive criticism is welcome (We know are historical inaccuracies). This is also meant to be an episode of Doctor Who meaning we will have an Intro and credits, in between each chapter is a commercial break and each "book" is an episode.
Chapter One
*December 5th 1893*
It was a brisk December's night. A light blanket of snow carpeted the ground around the Factory floor as a scream reverberated through the metal structure. Two shadowed figures made their way around the higher platforms, slowly edging towards each other. Backs met, shots fired, an empty clip thudded to the floor, a new one clicked into place. A small green light shone, illuminating the barrel of a gun.
Intro rolls: /watch?v=vwPM_ENxpNE
"CYNTHIA!" the Doctor says wrapping the girl in a vice like hug. "Oh it's so good to see you! How have you been?!" Before the Doctor could say another word the man was on the floor the girls boot pressed firmly into his back. "OI! What was that for?!"
"How do you know her name?" The girl growled, kicking the sonic out of his hand.
"What?"
"How. Do you know. Her name?!" The girl repeated.
"Oh, ok. I get it. Cecilia, you're going to have to trust me on this one. Let me go so I can explain."
"CECILIA! Are you alright, is this the murderer?" a new voice entered into the room, followed by a well-dressed young woman. Cecilia shrugged, picking up the screwdriver before tossing it to the girl beside her. Rolling the foreign object in her hand she turned to the man on the floor. "So… is this what you used to kill them all?"
"Cynthia? Is that you? Gosh I can never tell with you two!" The Doctor exclaimed from his place on the floor. Cynthia looked over to her twin, the girl nodded to a rope on the back wall. Soon the doctor was tied to one of the metal poles holding the factory aloft. "Is this really necessary?!"
"Yes." The girls replied in unison. Cynthia continued "For one you know our names, two you have a suspicious glowing wand-" The Doctor cut her off.
"Glowing wand?! GLOWING WAND?! Are you kidding me? Of all the things you could have called it, you had to choose glo-" It was the Doctors turn to be cut off, by a kick, to the side of his face.
"No one talks to me sister that way." Cecilia says bluntly, turning to her sister and nodding.
"As I was saying." Cynthia spat "You have a suspicious GLOWING. WAND and Three! What is with that bowtie! I mean it's nauseatingly red! That in itself is a crime!"
"Oi! Bowties are cool! And it's sonic screw driver not glowing wand!" The Doctor ranted.
"Names aside, answer the questions!"
"Ok, ok! I know your names, because I know you, but not now, well yes now but, In the future, my sonic screwdriver is not a weapon! It's a screwdriver! You know for putting shelves up with and the only reason I'm here is because I my TARDIS got readings of-" a green light whipped passed the group's heads. "Well… that, and now if you'd kindly UNTIE ME!". The twins dove to the side, Cynthia pulling out a small dagger and cutting the Doctor free as Cecilia rolled into the kneeling position gun poised laying down cover fire. "Oi! Don't shoot them, what did they ever do to you?!"
"They shot at us." The twins said shortly as Cynthia pulled the Doctor and herself to safety behind a derelict machine, Cecilia following quickly behind not turning around until out of firing range.
"It's getting too hot in here, we need to spilt up and re-group at headquarters." Cynthia informs them. They give the Doctor a look up and down and then turn to each other. "I'm not taking Wand-boy." Cecilia crosses her arms taking another look at the Doctor and then back at Cynthia. The two shared a moment before playing a quick game of rock, paper, scissors "Why do I always get stuck with the plebeians?! It's like the dishes all over again!" The Doctor gave her an offended look.
"A 900 year old Time Lord, compared the dishes…" He grumbled dashing after her.