Author's Notes: I know this isn't like my other stories but please hear me out. This idea has been in my brain for almost a month ever since I received my Sonic Screwdriver for an early Christmas present. Many creatures pop into my dreams and you know who saves the world from them? The Doctor. He's fantastic, he is. I've been thinking up these scenarios and I have an idea on it and I have written many endings for it. It's going to be a short story, about 10 chapters but they are very long.

I can't always write Glee stories especially if the show is lacking finesse nowadays (Really? No Klaine? I'M IN A RAGE!) and Doctor Who is something refreshing. I need excitement! Adventure! Well thought out Drama! Doctor Who gives me all of that and then some. The Whoniverse is a whole system of wonders and endless possibilities. The Doctor doesn't battle the same monsters over and over again right? So that gives me an advantage to stretch my writing skills to no limit. I hope you understand and if you don't like it then you will have to endure my writer's block for a few more weeks or so because I don't feel that inspired about the ones I've done before. I'm so sorry. But I won't stop welcoming suggestions :) And this note is getting extremely long I will shut up...

Disclaimer: I own a life sized cardboard cut out of David Tennant and 11's Sonic Screwdriver... but not Doctor Who, bit of a tosser really.

Chapter 1

A Madman With A Box

A pair of green eyes glowed in the darkness of a secluded alleyway. Hidden by the glare of the many streetlights lining the course of London. With careful footsteps, the figure gracefully leapt on top of a sealed dumpster and quietly, like a cat, climbed the ladder towards the roof of the Queens Apartment. It was a fairly small building and it had an excellent view of the outskirts of London but she didn't have time for enjoying the scenery.

As quickly as possible, she jumped from the Queens Apartment to the roof of Fredrick Harnel's Joke shop. In front of the joke shop was a small fruit stand. The old man - who was currently sleeping on the slow day - sat far away from the many fruits he offers. A smirk graced the face of the figure hidden in the shadows. That man never learns now doesn't he. She thought before leaping from the roof and landing quietly - as quiet as one can get on wood - on top of the stand.

No one was passing by. No one gave the stand a second glance. Even if someone were to do so, they would barely see the thief of the night. She was ninja like in her movements and was thin enough to fit through even the narrowest of hallways. It's almost as if she doesn't exist and the shadows are under her control. The thief pulled out a bunch of rope from her belt and tied one end around a peg keeping the roof up and around her waist.

With as much carefulness of an acrobat, the thief slowly lowered herself to the front of the stand until the tip of her button nose touched the dimpled surface of an orange. She slipped a few of the oranges into one of the biggest inside pockets of her black jacket. She repeated the process with the grapes, bananas and pears. She zipped it up and with her thin figure, nobody would suspect that she has stolen fruits inside.

Before leaving, she grabbed an apple, put it in her mouth (Not the whole thing, just the side) and climbed back to the top of the stand without even seeing a flinch of surprise from the old man. She knew well enough from experience that you can't just steal the whole thing. She has to steal gradually, so not to raise any suspicions. Like the old man would care anyway, he has the memory of a goldfish.

She made sure that the fruits won't fall from her jacket (Tucked the hem of the jacket into her elastic jeans just to be safe), tucked the rope deep inside her pocket and quickly jumped unto the ladder at the front of Harnel's Joke Shop and climbed like there was no tomorrow. "Another job well done Cadence." She tossed the apple from behind her back into the air and caught it in her mouth, smiling satisfactorily.

Ever since she left Brian the douchebag, she's never felt so free in her entire life. Not like her life has actually been a fun filled roller coaster. Years and years of being named a lying, cheating street rat can effect how she acts. She steals because she needs to live. She picks pockets for the sake of staying alive, okay maybe it's also fun to do so but that's not the point here.

She sat down at the edge of the roof and contemplated on what life would've been if her parents were still here. She heard that her parents were very rich and noble people. But ever since she was kidnapped and they were killed in a mass murder when she was 3, she never really knew who she was. She was raised as a street rat since the age of 7. Stealing and lying has become second nature to her ever since the age of 9.

Yet, she wishes that the void in her heart would just go away. She doesn't remember the feeling of being loved by someone. She's only met someone who cares for her a few years ago but they are not in fit condition to adopt her. She smiled as she remembered the radiant smile of Mrs. Gordon and her husband. They were kind, people weren't kind to her even if she used to be an innocent child. They showed her that she was important.

They told her that the meaning of her name was Flowing Rhythm through a book.They owned a bookstore so they let her stay inside for hours on end just reading books. She loved the smell, she loved the sound of turning pages. She soaked up information like a sponge which was new since she hasn't gone to school since her orphanage was... well gone. It has become home to her that bookstore, she just wished that the Gordons were allowed to adopt her but they were too old and unfit to do so.

She chuckled as her thoughts wondered off again. They have a tendency to do that, that's why she doesn't talk so much. Nobody was there to listen to her anyway. Why would anybody want to listen to a street rat's babbling about the latest stories she read in a book? No one, that's because they don't see the potential in this one girl but she really stopped caring when Brian slapped her across the face to 'shut up little whore'.

As she was debating with herself - if she should walk to the bookstore and ask Mrs. Gordon if she could spend the night or just settle down on the roof - she heard a strange noise coming from behind her. It was like a cross between a breaking down car and the funny noises Mr. Gordon would create on random moments of the day. On instinct, she got on her defensive stance and slowly looked behind her.

She had to blink several times just to make sure it was real. A blue box was materializing right before her very eyes. From the few that she read, this box was defying whatever laws of Physics there were. It was impossible for something to just appear out of thin air like that. Well, she thought it was impossible to escape the abusive hands of Brian Roacher but that was on a whole different level.

The strange noises quieted down when the box was starting to look more solid. Her eyes wandered on the word Police at the top of the... thing. She wasn't scared albeit a little startled. She knew that Police Boxes like that haven't been used in London since at least the 1960's. Well, her information could be wrong. She really had no idea what to do, that was a new feeling.

She carefully and quickly slid to the side of the building where there was another ladder that she could balance on. She tried to calm her heart which felt like it was trying to beat out of her chest. Not like he'd arrest you. That's stupid. "Sexy, quit playing." she heard a voice come from near the blue box.

This guy's mad. He's extremely mad.

"Sexy, I'm bored. That usually never happens because I always find a way to keep myself entertained. Maybe we could go to Barcelona? Haven't been there for a while, although the dogs without noses seem to always intend to chase me to the end of their planet every time I visit. Maybe we could check to see if Jack is doing well, the old bloke probably is somewhere shagging some unsuspecting new recruit though. UGH! NO! I need that image out of my mind. That was a picture I won't be able to delete. I KNOW! Italia! Not the country but the planet, remarkable place that is. Oh wait, that probably won't be a good idea ever since I ate Amy's pasta. She should never cook again that girl..."

The Doctor was jerked away from his ever prominent rambling when the TARDIS decided to randomly throw him half-way across the room and slam into the console. It didn't hurt as much as he thought but he was a little confused as to why the TARDIS just went all willy nilly like that. Willy Nilly, I should use that more often that's a funny word. But then he slapped himself and told himself to focus.

Once the TARDIS landed he inwardly cursed in Gallifreyan for no particular reason but he was still curious as to where the old girl took her. "Alright, what is up with you dear?" The TARDIS just hummed and The Doctor sighed. Maybe she took him somewhere cool. Who knows? The bow tie clad Time Lord opened the TARDIS doors and looked outside. He must be in 21st century Earth. London to be exact. The Doctor frowned. This was not what he meant.

"Sexy, quit playing." The Doctor lightly scolded his spaceship/time machine. He felt the TARDIS hum under his fingers in what he could translate as Just give it a try my Time Lord. "Whatever, But after this we're going to Barcelona. I don't care if I have to sonic those dogs into following a moving tree just to sightsee." He exited the TARDIS and he swore that he could feel the TARDIS chuckle in her own way.

He snorted and looked around. Of all the places to land, she chose the roof of a freaking high building. "What are you playing at old girl." he mumbled but took a moment to enjoy the scenery as he turned around. Maybe she wanted The Doctor to relax. Get some fresh air and stop rambling so much. He's been talking to himself again and once he was bored with that, he started talking to his TARDIS and he guessed that she was getting fed up about it.

At least she knows not to bring me here during Christmas time. He cringed and chuckled at the memory of that. Oh what a pity. She should've at least sent him to Cardiff or something. He could see Jack or Martha or whoever works at Torchwood. He really doesn't remember who worked in that place, he just refuels there and would narrowly escape Jack when he offers more than one alcoholic beverage.

"Eeeek!" The Doctor almost had whiplash from snapping his head towards the source of the sound. He stood up slowly and straightened his bow tie out of habit. "Who's there? No need to be afraid of me." he said calmly distinctly hearing a human voice and not a different alien voice. He heard shuffling and he could see the top of a brunette's head. "Please don't arrest me."

The Doctor tilted his head to the side and the head of the brunette was soon in his sight and so did the rest of her slim body. But he didn't wander down to her body long because he was immediately captured by the intensity of emotion hidden within the girl's blazing emerald eyes. She looked weary and it seems like she didn't sleep well because of the light bags under her eyes. She had so much sorrow, despair and helplessness inside her ivy orbs that his hearts melted at the sight of them.

Only because he knows exactly how she feels sometimes.

This girl couldn't be older than twelve what with her height and everything. But her face told her she was a little older than that. She didn't run away at the sight of the TARDIS materializing, unlike most ignorant people. She stood her ground but was scared of being arrested. From what he knew of Human government laws, kids were only sent to Juvie or whatever.

Wait, why is she afraid of being arrested? Did she do something illegal? "P-please. I was just hungry." He got even more confused when the child didn't even lie. She never actually admitted exactly what she did but she didn't try to hide it either. What has happened to this girl that made her like this. The child stared at her converse covered feet and blushed as he surveyed her.

"I can give them back. The old man wouldn't know. Also the shoes. I run a lot and I need comfortable shoes for that." The Doctor blinked at the honesty at such an age like her's that he almost smiled at how adorable it was. He knew that this was no situation for him to be running. "I have no idea what you're talking about young lady but if you wish me to help you with whatever you want to give back then I'd be most happy to oblige. You can keep the Converse. Converses are cool."

The girl's eyes looked at him in shock and he could see tears threatening to spill across her pale cheeks. "It's been a long time since a stranger's been kind to me." she said with that tiny bit of hopefulness that made The Doctor's hearts twinge. He walked over to her and kneeled in front of her with a warm smile gracing his face. "I'm The Doctor. And I'm kind to anyone whose kind to me. And you seem like a very sweet girl."

The girl blushed but shook her head and some tears spilled slightly. "I'm a street rat. I'm anything but sweet." The Doctor tilted his head and smiled in amusement. "I see... Actually, no I don't. You are good in my eyes and I don't care if you're a street rat, you don't look anything like them. Mind if I see your teeth?" The girl's eyebrow rose curiously but smiled so he could see her teeth.

"See! No buck teeth and crookedness! You have perfect teeth. No rat ears and you don't seem to wring your hands or eat cheese and such. Do street rats eat cheese? Don't they all eat cheese? I like cheese! Why don't we get some of that after we return what you have borrowed." The girl blinked at the end of The Doctor's rambling about how she doesn't resemble a rat and cheese but smiled nonetheless.

"That wasn't so hard now was it? Now for some cheese, this is your fault you made me crave it." Cadence chuckled at The Doctor's antics but kept up with his long strides by jogging next to him. He was whistling a familiar tune and then he changed the tune completely that had Cadence confused. A few minutes passed and The Doctor started singing the first few lines to a song she thought nobody knew.

"You know that song?" she asked timidly. She wasn't really as talkative as The Doctor and it was refreshing to know that even if she didn't speak much, someone was there to listen. The strange man smiled and started singing it a bit loudly but soft enough as to not wake anybody.

When this world is no more
The moon is all we'll see
I'll ask you to fly away with me
Until the stars all fall down
They empty from the sky
But I don't mind
If you're with me, then everything's alright

Cadence smiled and The Doctor smiled back at her. She has never met anyone who was so understanding. She has never met anyone who wouldn't judge her for her status. She pointed out that he wasn't even rude to her when he apologized that he was a bit rude and straightforward about the cheese thing in which he replied with a slight smirk. "That's who I am. Rude and not ginger."

They sat at a small restaurant that sold cheese platters and The Doctor enthusiastically ordered a plate. After a few minutes of tasting every cheese in existence. The Doctor slapped his forehead. Cadence raised an eyebrow at the strange and confusing actions of this madman with a box. "I told you I'm rude. What's your name?" he asked with cheddar in his mouth.

"Cadence." the brown haired teen replied putting a string of cheese in her mouth. "Cadence..." The Doctor smiled after he repeated her name. "It means flowing rhythm. I met a girl named Cadence once, she was a flirty girl. I was thinking of setting her up with Jack one day until her whole planet blew up hours after I left. Such a shame, I couldn't save her but the TARDIS reminds me that it's a fixed point in time and I can't stop what History's already written."

The Doctor's shining eyes darkened slightly but if Cadence looked longer she wouldn't see it because he just perked up again."I like this cheese! I should pack some up and bring it home. You would love the TARDIS She's a feisty one she is but she'll warm up to you. We just thinking of going to Barcelona. The planet not the country." he smiled at her and Cadence blinked in surprise.

"You're taking me? Like, adopting?" She couldn't help but ask that. She just didn't want to feel alone anymore. The Doctor explained everything about himself and this TARDIS of his on the way to the restaurant because he said that her eyes were asking so many questions that it gave him a headache. The Doctor was about to answer when the ground started shaking.

"EARTHQUAKE! UNDER THE TABLES EVERYONE!" yelled out the counter lady and The Doctor and Cadence didn't hesitate. They slid under the table and Cadence saw another emotion from her new acquaintance that made her scoot back from him. His eyes were flashing in anger and he pulled out a... thingy from his pocket. She didn't dare ask a question because she was scared of what the Time Lord will do.

The whatchamacallit's tip glowed green and The Doctor ran it across the group shaking his head furiously. Cadence shook in fear and a few tears didn't hesitate to fall. The feeling of dread and helplessness filled her again and she tried to push that horrible memory away. The ground shook violently and the other customers screamed in terror. The screams only made her start sobbing quietly so as not to disturb The Doctor.

That was a long time ago. Forget about it. She scolded herself but she has never felt so afraid ever since that day. "Cadence? What's wrong." He didn't even ask if she was alright and that saved Cadence from snapping at the kind man with the old eyes. "This just brings back a horrible memory. Can-can you stop it Doctor?" she knew that it was a stupid question. It was as if she was a small child who wanted their daddy to just kiss their knee and make the pain go away after scraping it.

"I'll try Cadence. I'll need your help." Cadence didn't know what he needed her for. She nodded trying to wipe her tears away yet the Doctor stopped her and told her to "Let it flow." She grasped the Doctor's hand and he squeezed it in reassurance. The earthquake stopped abruptly and the customers sighed in relief. "This isn't over yet. That's too simple for beings like them." said the Doctor staring at the thingy in his hand as if there was a minuscule screen that Cadence couldn't see.

"What beings?" asked Cadence curiosity filling her. The Doctor scanned the ground again and he shook his head. "It's just not in their personality to do so." he helped Cadence out from under the table, put two fingers in his mouth and whistled to get the other people's attention. "Listen! Everyone! This is not just a simple natural disaster. This is the doings of a different being, living far away from your kind. It seeks something within your vicinity that will help them grow stronger unless we all work together understand?" Cadence thought he was believable until a rather plump teenage boy stood up - rather slowly - and said "Why should we believe you?"

The Doctor just smiled in the direction of the plump boy which reminded Cadence that he was a madman. "Is your name Damian Gao by any chance?" the teen's blue eyes widened and he pointed a sausage like finger towards the Time Lord "H-How do you know my name?" he asked slightly terrified by the man who guessed his name very accurately.

"Damian Gao you are going to grow up into a brilliant man. With your slyness and curiosity you will be able to benefit this world in more ways than one. You will be honored beyond the stars and the planets. You will be praised by many nations and galaxies alike. I will tell you now, you should believe because if you don't, to put it simply, that future of yours will just be a mere rogue dream that has not been captured and made true by its dreamer. Just trust me and you will all have a brighter future." he smiled satisfactorily and all the customers - surprisingly to Cadence - nodded their heads in agreement.

This man was truly something.

"Brilliant. Now, Lock the doors and don't leave. Coat the windows and walls with mustard. If they are to come in even with that protection, you are to stay still. Do you know T-rexes? They are similar except are nothing like that..." Cadence rolled her eyes at his explanation but let it slide as The Doctor continued to tell them how to stay safe.

"If one of you even bats an eyelash - I suggest you keep your eyes closed - they will obliterate you without a second thought... and go to the next one." he smiled at all of them, grabbed Cadence's hand and waved towards the restaurant inhabitants' faces of confusion. "Do what I say and I won't live my lives as a regretful old man." he saluted and ran out of the shop, pointing his thingymajiggy to the doorknob and Cadence heard it lock.

"You are fantastic you know that Doctor?" she said suddenly. As soon as she said that she clasped her hand over her mouth and blushed furiously. The Doctor chuckled and started running in one direction while dragging Cadence with him. "Why do these... beings hate mustard?" she asked with barely any breath from the speed of the Doctor that she was not used to.

"These beings are called the Sálekkimeiras. They are fan-like creatures - their head actually is a big fan - with long spindly arms and 3 legs. Purple most of the time. They have the ability to suck out any creature's soul and memories. The memories of a creature can help the Sálekkimeiras to strengthen their intelligence because memories actually contain this special unnamed toxin that mixes well with the Sálekkimeiras' inner cerbo or brain.

"This toxin seeps into its cerbo - their cerbos are really just blobs of either purple or green maybe even orange - and amalgamates into its already present toxins like fujvěci and gonmen sibstans and other toxins. It sucks out souls as well to quicken the process of the amalgamation for it takes hundreds of years but with the soul it is reduced to 5 minutes. The mustard usually has Curcuma longa to make it yellow.

"The Curcuma longa actually has rhizomes similar to that of a ginger root and its mere smell can damage the cerbo cells of the Sálekkimeiras but not kill them. But once they eat them it will quickly go into their blood stream - they don't have stomachs actually everything they eat goes directly to the cerbo through their blood - and will seep into it and the rhizomes of the plant does not mix well with its toxins and will simply blow up their heads."

Cadence blinked at the rapid explanation of the Sálekkimeiras when she just asked why they didn't like mustard. At least he answered her question. "Okay... So, what do we do?" The Doctor scanned the sky with the whatever and he just nodded his head. "Do you want to know why I stopped you from crying? By the way this is a Sonic Screwdriver." he flipped it in the air and caught it with a smile and looked towards Cadence.

"Does the salt from the tears weaken the Sálekkimeiras or something?" she asked feeling really stupid because she didn't have a detailed explanation unto why her tears could save the world from destruction unlike the Doctor. "I knew you were smart! Cadence, tears don't weaken them. They just calm their cerbos because the feelings that you have that emitted the tears - fear and dread I presume - are powerful emotion that they do not feel. They barely feel dread or fright because they are not afraid of anything, not even mustard because they don't really know how it looks like seeing as their eyes are just thin horizontal lines."

The Doctor finally took a breath and continued "These new emotions will have them automatically study it because - just like you - they love getting new information. I assume that the earthquake started because they just found out that earth is teeming with memories and souls to suck. They were so excited that whatever place they landed on shook apparently with their excitement. That is why I need your tears. It will make them calm down enough to listen to me because - though they love information - they are terrible listeners."

The Doctor smiled at Cadence and she could see the question in his eyes. "Would you do this for the sake of the Earth?" Cadence stared deeply into those aged eyes that do not match the young face that surrounds them. They were filled with years of pain and sorrow that she knew what she had to do.

"Yes. I'll do it."

End of Chapter 1

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