Hi author here. This is something I wrote a little while ago. Should I rewite it better? I personally like the idea but hey, you decide, please read and reveiw.
"Honestly Rose!" cried her exasperated mother. "Pull yourself together. You're not gallivanting around with that doctor anymore."
"Sorry mum," Rose said, picking up the pieces of the smashed bottle, the milk it once contained cold to the touch. "I have just been a bit out of it since the Doctor left."
"Well you better get back into it and quick," her mother complained, helping mop up the milk that was rapidly soaking into the carpet. "The Doctor has gone, as we knew he would and now you have to get your life back on track." A kind look passed over her mother's face as she passed into the kitchen and came back with a note on a scrap of paper. "Here, I got you an interview as a secretary at a local law firm. They work just down the road. It's not much," She added. "But a bright girl like you can go far; after all you did so well in your GCSEs."
"Thanks mum," Rose smiled. Despite the constant criticism and near terminal nagging Rose could rely on her mum and her old work had long since given up on ever seeing her again and re-staffed. Secretarial work wasn't her cup of tea but it could do. For a while.
Rose placed the shattered glass in the bin before getting another bottle out of the fridge for the tea; a calming cup of good British tea. Times were changing now. No longer was America on top all the time. Britain had the best defence network against extra terrestrials in the world now and although the Doctor had left in disgust at the British governments handling of aliens, the world was well defended. She could see the Disrupter Cannon from here, competing for space on the skyline with high rise buildings of Canary Wharf
"I had better be going," Rose's said. "Money doesn't fall from the sky after all"
"Yeah," said Rose jolting out of her musings. "See you later."
"You won't forget that interview will you?"
"No mum, don't worry three o'clock on the dot at the law firm on the street down the road." Rose smiled. "I'll be fine. I'll just watch some telly till then, ok?"
"Hmm..." said her mother as she walked out the door of the small flat.
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"Geez, 300 channels and none have anything good on." Rose sighed and grabbed a nearby magazine and decided to read up on how that celebrity had lost all that weight despite having three children. You know the one I mean.
Time ticked away on the clock as more and more of the day passed. 2:30 came and went, as did 2:45 in fact it was 2:55 when Rose looked up from the article about the man who had been born with that thing, the really disgusting thing. Yeah that guy.
"Oh st!" Rose cried as she leapt off the sofa. Without bothering to check her hair or make up she grabbed her purse and ran out the door. Flight after flight of steps disappeared under her feet as she almost fell down the fifty metres between her flat and the ground but she could not be late; at least she had to go.
Past the 70s flats she ran, dodging teenagers playing football against the wall, avoiding an old granny wit her trolley, almost being hit by a passing cyclist. Panting heavily Rose grabbed a lamppost and swung round the corner and flung herself heavily down the road. Through the great glass doors of the law firm, just as the clock passed three.
"Er..." she began, eyeing the old woman behind the desk. She had grey, almost white hair tied up in a tight bun and her teeth looked rotten and yellow. "I am here for the secretarial interview?"
"Rose Tyler? You're late."
"By a minute!" Rose cried.
The woman shrugged observing the young woman who seemed to have made no effort into improving her appearance from street casual clothes to a smart dress or suit. 'It's worth staving off retirement for a few more years just to keep her off the job' the old woman thought. "Mr Madsen in his office. The second door, the one with his name on he'll interview you."
Half an hour later Rose left the building feeling slightly elated. She hadn't completely lost it. She had been asked to come for a second interview, one she could prepare for, maybe dress up a bit. Walking back to the flat, while endorphins filled her brain like a warm glow she noticed the number of the sirens that were screaming in the city. It may be London but their seemed to be a hell of a lot of them ambulances, police cars, and fire engines all screaming down the big thoroughfares. Maybe there had been another terrorist attack. Oh well, nothing Rose could do about it.
"Hey Rose!" Mickey came running over. His head covered by a bizarre yellow bobble hat. "Have you seen the news" His face showed it was not good news; far from it.
"No, I was just at a work interview," Rose looked at his distraught face. "What's happened?"
"A disaster the American defence network was blown up and a full blown invasion followed."
"What by those Muslim extremists? I told the Doctor we should have got rid of them."
"No no," said Mickey shaking his head. "Nothing like that."
"Well what then!"
"I thought you would be faster than this Rose," He said disbelievingly. "But I'll tell you. Aliens. They're invading again! But this time they dodged all our scanners, all of our satellites, they even came in ships too small for the Disrupter Cannon to hit. They knew how to get right into the planet."
"What?" The endorphins immediately drained form her brain to be replaced by the bad kind of adrenaline, the one you get after watching several 18+ rated horror films at a friends house when you're ten, in the dark. "Where are they?"
"Well most of them landed on top of the pentagon, but one of their drop ships landed on top of the houses of parliament. I am surprised you didn't hear the sirens or the gunshots. Come on," He pulled himself up straight. He had learnt a lot about this sort of situation while Rose was away. Mainly by watching Startrek, Stargate, Star wars and when Aliens attack Volumes 1, 2 and 4. "The police are setting up a security cordon around the drop ship, we can see it from the window and we'll still be safe in the flat."
The ship was really vast. It lay in the rubble in the same way you expect space ships not to. Its great bulk had broken straight through the roof of the House of Commons and the remains of gothic architecture hung off odd corners but the ship itself was larger than the whole complex of building had bee. A dull green aura of light emanated it, giving it an eerie almost radioactive look. It did not look as though anything had emerged as yet but the police were leaving nothing to chance. A vast ring of soldiers covered the ship from every angle. Tanks, on loan from the army, were ready to blow it up if it looked as though it was to cause harm and police boats covered it on the river side, if the beings were capable of swimming.
"Something's not right," muttered Rose.
"Hmm?" Mickey asked.
"Something's not right about this. Surely something should have happened by now." For teo hours they had watched the police watch the ship. It was a bit boring.
"Well something is happening look!" Mickey pointed to a long bar on the ship which had lit up.
BEEP BEEP Every half second a beep sounded and every half second a little square of light disappeared from the line of light.
"Almost looks like a count down to something doesn't it Rose?" Mickey asked rhetorically. The last light disappeared from the column and a new shape of light appeared. "That's odd Rose. That pattern looks almost like the word boom. Rose? ROSE?" But Rose had already left and was running down the steps to the ground floor.
She was half way across the forecourt when she heard the explosion, bits of flat, bits of furniture and unfortunately bits of people flew around her as she flung herself to the ground. When she looked up she could see the wreckage of buildings all around which had been blown apart by the explosion. Green blobs of alien glop however clung to all these surfaces. It squirmed and squished as shapes emerged. Inhuman, reptilian features formed under a light skin of rubbery glop. It split revealing a tough, dinosaur like creature at least 6 ft tall and 9 feet long. Sharp teeth, a long tail and obvious intelligence were the obvious defining features. But what seemed different was the opposable thumb and cheeks. The one closest to Rose let out a harsh cry which jolted her from her shock paralysis, a slight scream escaped her. Immediately the creaturs sharp eyes homed in on her. It seemed almost surprised to see her but, regardless of its emotions, it licked its lips. Another cry and it was after her, down the road, past the old law firm where the skeleton of the old secretary still stood, her flesh having been picked off by creatures. More and more creatures joined the original in the chase. They seemed to not to tire despite Rose's muscles crying out for oxygen, just when she thought she could go no further, despite all her adventures with the doctor, she was about to surrender, and yet she heard a most encouraging noise.
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A Garden shed, about 6 by 12 feet appeared just above the poor creature's heads. It fell, with a fairly squashy noise, breaking the necks or spines of all the creatures. The door opened, light flooded out and a silhouette dominated Roses viewing.
"Who?" she stuttered, disbelievingly. "Doctor! Is it you?"
"No, I am the Professor," said the man.
"What?"
"I see you've heard of me," He smiled. "I am indeed Professor Watt."
"Who?" she stuttered, disbelievingly. "Doctor! Is it you?"
"No, I am the Professor," said the man.
"What?"
"I see you've heard of me," He smiled. "I am indeed Professor Watt."
"Why did we say that twice?" Rose asked bewildered.
"Oh," the man said. "THat is just space bouncing back into position after being ripped apart by the Shed. SHED Space Hole Engineering Device."
"What, like the Tardis?" Rose asked avoiding the squashed alien by her foot as she stepped towards the old looking gentleman.
"Tardis, Tardis... Why is that familliar?" His brow crinkled in frustration. "Oh yeah!I knew someonewho had onehad one. Good old Who."
"You know The Doctor?"
"The Doctor? So he finaly got his degree." The man laughed. "Yeah I know him. He is my cousin."