So, this is a new story I decided to come up with. Everyone remembers my OC Riley Stark, right? If not, then you need to read my Riley Stark story before you read this. Basically, this story takes place during the Aliens of London episode of Doctor Who with the 9th Doctor. Hope you readers like the story! -SHF95

Aliens of London: Meeting the Doctor

Chapter 1: The Meeting

Missing: Rose Tyler

Age: 19

Hair Color: Blonde

Eye Color: Brown

Mid Height and weight

Last Seen: One year ago outside her and her mother's flat in South West London

If you have any information where Rose is, please contact Jackie Tyler. We miss our Rose terribly.

I sighed in dismay at the missing poster. Poor Jackie Tyler must be terribly heartbroken. I know what the feeling is like to lose someone. I lost my brother, Tony Stark, a year ago. And, yes, I'm Riley Stark, his younger sister. So, what am I doing in London when I should be back home in Malibu, California? Well, I've been relocated with some very good friends of mine. You could say that we're almost like a family. Anyway, so why have we been relocated? If I told you, you may never believe me, but then again, you wouldn't believe how a normal day like today became a day of history for us.

My "family" and I are vampires. There, I said it. You think it's crazy? Well, that's too bad because it's true. We can do all sorts of things: run impossibly fast, incredibly strong, we don't age, which is why we relocate every now and then, don't sleep, don't eat, don't breathe, although we do get a good sense of what's around us if we breathe, have heightened senses, hard to kill unless you tear us limb from limb and burn the pieces, some of us have unique abilities. I can read minds for example, my friend, Alice, can see the future, Jasper can control emotions, and my other friend, Edward, can also read minds. So far, I'm the youngest in the "family". I was fifteen when I was turned and I had my birthday in December. Carlisle's the oldest. He's over three hundred years old, but he looks like he's in his twenties. He's the vampire who turned me.

Last year, I had a terrible accident that I nearly died of blood loss from. So, for a dying wish, I asked him to turn me, and you know the rest. He and his family are teaching me how to survive on animal blood instead of human blood. Animal blood makes us strong, but not as strong as human blood, and it never completely satisfies us, so we have to hunt every time the irises in our eyes turn black. They turn gold if we've drank animal blood, and red if we drank human blood. Sunlight can't hurt us, but it reveals how we're different. Our skin shines like diamonds in the sunlight. During school when the weather's nice outside, we stay home and our excuse is that Carlisle and Esme are taking us backpacking. We've lived here in London since October and it's quite nice. Thankfully, I haven't picked up on the British accent. We have a pretty good decent sized home, and when I mean decent sized, I mean it's a huge house. Not large enough to be a mansion, but almost like one.

Anyway, back to where we were. I was walking about in downtown and I saw a missing person poster. Her name is Rose Tyler and she's been gone for a year. No one knows who took her and why. The city life of London buzzed in my ears and in my head. Thousands of thoughts filled my head giving me a slight headache. I walked down an alley to get the noise out of my head. Edward always told me that there will be times where I have to go in public places to get used to the minds, I grimly thought, Jeeze it sucks. At least the pain is going away, though. Pain. I haven't felt actual pain in months. I haven't dreamt a dream or a nightmare in months either.

"Oi, love!" A drunk voice called out to me, "What's a pretty girl like you doin' here in the alley?" I turned and found a burly teen walking towards me with a group of friends behind him. Ooh she's a beauty! I'd like to get my hands all over her. Ugh, they have such sick minds. "How about you hang with us today? I've seen you around school."

"Thanks, but no thanks." I replied, "I'll pass."

"What's wrong, baby? Afraid that the teachers'll catch you for drinking? Well they can't do a damn about it because we're on summer holiday." He slurred at me. He was inches away from my face and his breath stunk of alcohol.

"Actually, I'm a bit queasy about being near ape jocks that have an I.Q of a fifth grader. And the sad thing is, they can't tell their left from their right." I smirked at them. The leader pulled a switchblade from his pocket and flipped it. He held the blade close to my throat.

"Do you want to say that on more time?" He threatened.

"Do you want to know something?" I replied in a soft dangerous voice. He stopped and kept his eyes on me. I let a low deep rumbling growl between my teeth. I fixed my eyes on him and watched as they widened in horror. I pulled the blade from his hands and snapped it in two like a toothpick and tossed them aside. "Run." I smiled dangerously. He backed up with great panic and ran away screaming.

"Go, go, go, go!" His group followed pursuit. I watched as they ran away yelling their heads off and began chuckling in amusement. Now, normally I don't do that. But today, I was already in a pissed off mood, so there's an exception to that. Plus, they were drunk and they wouldn't remember what happened. I turned and headed to the café that was on the corner three blocks away from here. Ah, I could already hear what Edward would say to me if he were here.

Riley, you're such a risk taker. You could have blown our cover for doing that! Yes, they were drunk and won't remember what happened, but still! That was really stupid to do.

Oh yeah, that would be something he would say. Emmett would probably be the only one who would laugh about it. I held my breath as the fire in my throat flamed up. The Thirst was reminding me to go hunting later. I opened the door the café and walked in to a table. I sat down and waited for a few minutes.

Riley Stark?" A male voice asked me.

"Yeah, that's me." I replied while looking up. A dark skinned male about twenty-one years old stood at my booth.

"I'm Mickey Smith. I sent you the link through an email about a man." He addressed himself.

"Oh, hi, it's good to meet you in person." I stood up and shook his hand, "Care for a seat?" I nodded once towards the booth.

"Sure thing." He replied. He slid in on one side and I on the other. "Did you get a chance to take a look at the website I sent you?"

"Yeah I did. I recognize the man in the photo." I said, "Are you sure he took Rose?"

"I'm positive he did." Mickey replied, "So, where have you see him?"

"He was a sub for a day in school before we got out for the summer." I replied, "I need to know something though."

"What's that?"

"Is it really true about him? As far as I know, you could be lying about this." I gazed at him. He shifted uncomfortably in the seat.

"It's true. He has a ship that looks like a blue box. It says "police public call box" on the outside. If you go inside, it's bigger. And somehow, it can move from place to place." Mickey explained with confidence, "Remember those shop dummies last year?" I nodded. "They were being controlled by this giant vat of living plastic that was underneath the Eye."

"Why would it be under there?"

"It needed to use the Eye to transmit the signal to control anything that was plastic to take over the world because according to the Doctor, our planet was perfect for them." Mickey explained again.

"And this Doctor, how did he take care of this mess because obviously, there aren't any running around like headless chickens."

Mickey chuckled at the thought. "He destroyed the controller and it cut off the signal stopping all of the window shop dummies." We sat there for an hour or more continuing about this man, this mysterious man who is called "the Doctor". I had to leave quickly to get back home. "It was nice meeting you, Riley."

"You too, Mickey." I said as I walked out, but I stopped and turned to him, "Good luck with finding Rose. If I see anything, I'll tell you." I turned and left him in the café and walked down the sidewalk. Suddenly, a very strange noise reached my ears. At the very least, it was a mile away.

"So, Doctor, how long have we been gone for?" A female voice asked.

"Twelve hours." A male voice replied.

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-SHF95