Captain Jack Harkness

"Erica Scotts, stay behind after class please."

Finally! I'd been causing the biggest commotions in class for the past three days. The teacher – or, whatever it is – must have very good patience, or extremely blind eyes.

As the rest of the class filed out the door I stayed behind sitting lazily on the desk.

"Erica, you haven't exactly been listening in class."

"Well I don't exactly need to," I shot back.

"And why is that?"

"Because I'm smart. And I have a question I'd like to ask you."

"Hmm?"

"What are you?"

"Excuse me?"

"My teachers have never had more knowledge than me and prefer to ignore me rather than pay attention to what I do."

"Very well."

I was astonished. This alien wasn't even going to put up a fight.

"I would like to offer you an opportunity amongst us."

"And what may I ask, are us?"

"We have come from very far away – across the universe."

"And what are you planning to do?"

"Take over the earth."

I hopped off the desk and started pacing.

"See, that's what I don't get. If you wanted to invade the earth, you could have taken the place of the prime minister or the president. Even the queen! And yet you decide upon school teachers?"

"They are the present, children are the future."

"But that makes NO sense! You're willing to wait years for children to grow up?"

"In those years, if we shape their minds the way we want them, we could have an army of slaves before anyone even realises we've invaded."

"Well," I said seating myself near the door. "You're obviously not that educated."

The alien/teacher made a noise I can only assume to be a scoff.

"And what makes you think that?"

"Well, you just pretty much told me your whole plan and I am most certainly NOT going to help you."

"I didn't want to kill you," the teacher said. "But unfortunately it has come to this. Goodbye Erica Scotts."

The teacher began to swell almost like a balloon. I sat very still examining all possible outcomes of the situation. All of them were looking very grim at this moment. But as the door slammed open and a man with a gun walked in, I must admit, I felt a lot better. Never mind how weird that thought just sounded.

"Just in time," he said to himself before looking around and noticing me sitting very calmly next to the door. "Captain Jack Harkness," he said, introducing himself. "And you are?"

"Just so you know, there is an alien in this room that is about to kill me. I DON'T THINK IT'S THE TIME FOR INTRODUCTIONS!" So much for staying calm.

"Alright," he said turning back to the alien. "First time I've ever been shot down. That's going to bruise."

The alien had finally transformed back to its original form. It stood about eight foot tall and incredibly disgusting. Vomit-coloured, furry and saliva dripping from its fangs. Even the guy with the gun looked slightly repulsed.

"Hello," he said pulling the trigger and zapping the creature. The thick laser engulfed it in a large bubble and in the blink of an eye it had disappeared. "And goodbye." He took a small sphere from the base of the gun and examined it closely. I could barely see the tiny alien banging its miniscule hands against the walls. Whoa. That looked so easy…and it would've felt awesome.

"What is it," I asked as I stepped up and ran my hands along the sleek shell of the laser gun.

"A laser gun."

"Really?" I said sarcastically stepping back. "I hadn't noticed."

"Well," he rethought. "Technically, it's a laser gun model four with a portable prison cell attached."

I nodded, still astonished by the technology.

"Considering before apparently wasn't the appropriate time for introductions, maybe now might be?"

"I'm Erica Scotts."

"Well Erica Scotts, I need you to tell me everything you know about that alien, starting with how you knew it was an alien."

I walked outside swiftly into the afternoon breeze and picked my bag up from the ground.

"Well, it all began a week ago…"