Arethusa : Lady of Id

by legendofthefox

The Doctor lands on a small planet with a steam punk Greek like culture. Strange murders and a water shortage brings the Doctor and the wise and lovely Lady Arethusa together, but can they save the city in time? And why does the Lady's name seem familiar?

1. Diodoros

Don't own the Doctor or Arethusa

everything else is mine

the chapters will probaly be pretty short

The 10th Doctor sometime after Martha in a Greek like steam punk culture

Arethusa

Part One

Diodoros

It was late evening in Id. The two suns were beginning to dip below the snow-capped mountains as night fell over the coastal city. Shadows painted the landscape a darker hue. Marble columns in the city square reflected the navy sky and the ocean grasped on to the last hints of the suns' orange. The leaves of the forest that spanned the length between the mountains and city glistened with dew. It was beautiful.

A clock tower in the city center chimed and alerted the Oul that night had come. Oulian parents rushed their children in and locked their homes from any dangers that would lurk in the night. Oulian traders said goodbye to their buyers in the market place and hurried on home passing statues depicting Oulian heroes and their undersea counterparts the Gaos.

A young Oulian woman crept through the alleyways. The streets were deserted and she knew she shouldn't be out at night, but she had to seem him. Her parents didn't approve, but neither did his. Every night she would sneak out of her window and meet him in the Garden of Statues.

She walked by heroes and heroines, scientists and philosophers, river gods and mountain gods, and dozens of politicians all immortal in stone. She kept walking until she found the Garden's stream. The stream ran through the center of the Garden and it was where she would meet him every night. She sat at their favorite bench and waited. She watched the moon's path in the sky as she waited for him; it was taking him longer than usual. His father must have stayed up later tonight she thought to herself.

The sound of footsteps broke her train of thought. "Diodoros? Is that you?" She whispered as she gazed into the shadows. There was no reply. She looked to where she had heard the noise. She heard it again! It seemed to be coming from the other bank of the stream. "Diodoros! Diodoros! Is that you? Stop this right now! You know I don't like it when you play tricks! Answer me, Dio!" She crossed the stream and pushed shrubbery out of her path.

She heard the footsteps quicken and she followed them. "Diodoros…. Are you there?" The bushes rustled and then she screamed as her body fell lifeless to the ground.