So I've been loving me some aliens lately, and a long time ago I had this really good dream about aliens and stuff. I also loves me some TV shows from the UK about aliens. So here is the result of putting everything I know and love, in one packaged story! I hope you guys enjoy, mind you this is the first time I'm writing about aliens. Bare with me please.

I could feel the air whip against my face, stinging with cold rain. My feet pounded the ground in rhythm with my ragged breath. My eyes overflowed with tears and made my hair stick against my face. The dark clouds hung right above my head, ready to release their wrath onto the whole world. My hands pounded against the doors of everyone, anyone I could find who would believe me. This was the day to end all days. This was when our messages to space would be answered. This is the day where earth will be conquered and claimed by the beasts who know no mercy.

This is the day the world would end.

Someone's hand was on my shoulder, shaking it. I mumbled something quite unintelligible and covered my face with my hands. The shaking continued on and became more urgent. I opened one eye and immediately wished I didn't.

"Come on Stacie! You have to get up!" The voice of a young boy ghosted to my ears. My eyes slowly opened, still heavy with sleep, and I sat up.

"Fell asleep at your desk there," His voice hinted a bit of an English accent. "You must've been quite tired. Come on, mum's made us something to eat."

As he skipped out of my room as I wiped my face with the back of my hand. I tossed down the pen in my hand and scratched my head. What was I doing last night?

I groaned then got up. How could I not remember? It was something important... Oh well, I'll think about it later.

I shrugged into the kitchen as the smell of toast and orange juice lingered in the air. I took in a deep breath and sat down at the dining table. A plate and a bowl was set in front of me and the woman smiled warmly.

"Good mornin' sweet heart! Looks like you were studying all night. Is there a big test today at school?" She wiped her hands on a small towel, flattened out her apron, and began fixing up another plate.

"Must've been. I don't... quite know..." I took a spoon full of warm oatmeal into my mouth and swallowed.

"Looks like you didn't have time to set your alarm, either. You're still wearing your pajamas!" She teased with a wide smile. I looked down at myself, my eyes widened as my fingers lightly touched the pink fabric of my tank-top. When did I change?

"Didn't mean to offend, if your going to work like that, its your choice." She pointed the spatula towards my room as she put down a plate of food in front of the boy. I took a bite of eggs. "But if you don't hurry soon you'll be late!"

I nodded, hurriedly finishing off my breakfast and running into my room to gather my stuff. Once I was into decent clothes and my blonde hair combed, I pulled my bag over my shoulder and went out into the kitchen.

"Alright," I pulled out a slip of paper with my written schedule on it. "I'm leaving now, be back at three for school preparations, Jeremy, don't give mum any trouble!"

"Got it." The boy sighed. His blue eyes rolled― he's heard this many times before.

"I mean it!" I pointed, sternly. "Last time I came home to marker all over the walls. I'm not having any of that! Mum, you need to pick up your dress for aunt Lisa's wedding. She's expecting you as the bridesmaid to make sure its done before need week. Anything I'm forgetting?"

I hurried to pick up my keys and wallet to put them in my bag. I paused to go through my head of what I'm forgetting. I said it for a reason... there was something important I was supposed to remember...

"You need to order in the flowers and the cake to be sure they have the new arrangements." Jeremy said as he walked by with on of his action figures.

"Oh! Thank you, thank you!" I kissed the top of his head and ruffled his brown hair. He pushed my hand away, I smiled and lightly patted his back as he hid into his room. He's such a shy kid.

"Did I mention you look absolutely beautiful today?" My mum said, taking my hands in hers.

"No, but you say it everyday." I teased. A grin spread across my face and I hid it in my hair.

"Don't you ever hide your face," She lifted my chin and looked in my eyes adoringly. "Show off those blue eyes. You never know who will have the key to unlock them."

My smile faltered slightly but she didn't notice. "Thank you. I love you, Mum."

"Love you." She kissed my cheek and I scurried to the front door. I closed it behind me and locked it. I walked fast to the car, saying hello to the postman on the way. I unlocked the car door and got in, making my way to the clothing store I worked at. My mother was born in London, she was nineteen when she met the man of her dreams and she moved to America with him. She had me in the dear old US, and soon things fell apart. When I was five years old we moved back to the UK, my dad had died and my mother couldn't stand America without him. I soon had gotten used to things in the UK, but I didn't have the English accent like my mother. She soon began to date again when I was eight. I didn't object at the time because I thought it was normal, but I did know that yelling at your children constantly wasn't normal. They broke up and a few months later my mother found out she was pregnant with my little brother. After my brother was born I began taking on the household duties. I cleaned, scheduled everything, and held up the fort. Unfortunately, because of all this business, I never had a dating history. Not once did I ever accept a man's offer to go out on a date.

I preferred it this way. I mean, I do get lonely, but I've never really had that need to be close to anyone. I'm a loner, as some people would call it, I don't need the passion or anything in my life. I was happy how I was.

I pulled into the parking garage and drove into my reserved space. I've worked here for three years now... Its got good pay, so I don't mind, plus the discount is something worth-while. I smiled as I got out of the small silver vehicle. Today was such a nice day. I looked at the sky as I walked out of the garage. The clouds were a bit thin so you could see blue patches in the normally dull gray. I inhaled the air and shook myself a bit before walking into the shop.

"Mornin', Stacie!" Called Michelle. She was the manager and owner. I smiled at her and nodded. She had black hair and hazel eyes, quiet different from what I look like. She was born and raised in London, unlike me. I walked up to her and pulled her short frame into a tight hug.

"So good to see you, Michelle." I smiled wider. "How was your vacation with the husband?"

She pulled back to tell me all about her trip to the United States of America, she had gone to Florida for two weeks to celebrate her honeymoon.

"It was gorgeous, Hun!" She sighed with her hand over her heart. "I'd go back there one day if I could, once they get rid of the mosquito's first, of course!"

I laughed. It's so easy to be happy around Michelle. She squeezed her wide hips behind the counter and tossed me my working apron. I tied it around my neck and hips and began dusting the shelves for the purses.

"So tell me!" Michelle suddenly chirped up.

"Tell you what?" I twirled around, eyes wide with surprise.

"Have you met... anyone new...? Lately?" She wiggled her tush and her eyebrows suggestively.

"WHAT?" I yelled a bit too loud. "No! I-I-I... no! I'm not interested in the complications of dating."

She rolled her eyes and tsk'd me. "You're going to end up alone when you get old!"

"I already have too many complications in my life," I picked up a box of scarves and began hanging them on the racks. "I don't need anymore, even if I end up alone."

"Oh, poor thing." She frowned then walked back to the stock room. I rolled my eyes. I really didn't need anybody in my life. I'm quite fine by myself.

Someone walked into the shop, I heard the familiar ring of the bell on the door. But when I turned to look, there was no one there.

"That's weird..." I whispered, shaking my head. I turned around, with a small black purse in my arms. I was going to put it on the shelf, but it ended up on the floor.

It was because of the creature behind me. The creature with no shape.

"Help... me..." Its voice was strangled. I remembered seeing the same type of creature when I was studying the Buddhist religion. I was seeing a hungry ghost.

I screamed at the top of my lungs and just kept screaming. I didn't think I could stop. Suddenly the ghost was breathing in and a red light began coming out of my mouth. My eyes opened wide as my scream grew on. It breathed in my cry and suddenly my scream stopped. I breathed in and tried to speak but I couldn't find my voice. My hands cupped my throat and I coughed in surprise. But there was no noise in that. Just a quick "woosh" of air.

My eyes turned back at the creature, but it was gone. All that was left was a whisper. It frightened the depth of me. It was my voice whispering, "I'm still hungry."

I wanted to scream again but all I could do was lean against the counter, slink to the floor, and silently cry. Michelle ran in and began shaking my shoulders in anxiety.

"Stacie! Stacie! What happened? Whats wrong? What do you need? Police? Ambulance!" The questions whirled on and on. I made the gesture with my hand of writing with a pen and she nodded. She stepped around the counter, got out paper and a marker, and handed it to me. I wrote carefully onto the paper, as quick as I could.

Michelle gasped as she read my writing.

I need a Doctor.

Soooooooooo? Tell me what you think lovies! Now, I know I'm not from the UK but I'm absolutely in love with the series Doctor Who and I know people who will tell me anything I need to know about the setting and what not. Please review, as I said, first time writing about actual aliens, not just like silly locust people from a video game. This is actual aliens, actual legends. Ugh, please tell me what you guys think and I might continue! Now this isn't going along with the TV series. I haven't watched the old series nor have I watched the newest season with Matt but I will as soon as possible! This is a whole different Doctor in its own, that is until I watch all the episodes and movies of everything.

Please let me know what you think!

~Destiny