The Prophecy of Atlantis

Chapter One: Bystander

"I see him every night," A young woman, about twenty-three, told her best friend. Her stormy gray eyes sparkling in the dimly light café.

"Really? Where? Is he like stalking you?"

"God, no, he's in my mind, Kathrine! Dreams… In the darkest corner… Lying next to me as I drift into sleep…Always smiling that same quirky smile. He seems so real, but he's not… I mean how could he be? 'Cause I blink, he's there, blink again…gone. Poof."

"Poof," Kathrine repeated. "When did you start seeing him?"

"When I was twenty-two, the night I moved back home to England. About a year ago,"

"And you're just now telling me, Georgia?"

"Yeah, I know… I thought it was all in my head, but I saw him yesterday. I mean, I think I saw him. No, I'm positive it was him."

"And what is his name?"

"The Doctor,"

"Doctor who?"

"No, his name's just the Doctor!"

"How do you know that? He sounds like a creep to me! Walking around, calling himself the Doctor."

"I don't know. I mean he hasn't told me… we've never spoken in fact. I just know. And don't call him a creep!"

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"Doctor," Amy Pond moaned.

"What is it now Amy," The Doctor asked, a tiny bit agitated.

"I'm bored and I want to go somewhere!"

"We can't right now. We have to wait for Rory." He explained, trying to hide the annoyance in his voice. He didn't want to be waiting either; he's not one for waiting. But Rory needed to go 'take care of a few things'. He wouldn't go into specifics and Doctor wasn't really sure he wanted him to.

"You have a time machine!"

"Yeah, twelve years off Amelia… twelve years!"

"Yeah, I know I was there. I'll just go off for stroll, then."

"Stay out of trouble, Amy." She snorted as the TARDIS doors closed. "Blimey,"

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The cool autumn air nipped at Georgia's already chilled bones. She started to question why she had moved away from Florida and came back to England. She hugged her books closer to her chest and walked faster. The streets were mostly deserted, which wasn't that uncommon in Leadworth. It was something Georgia found unnerving. Having lived in London and Miami most her life, emptiness was not something she liked. Silence was another thing she didn't quite care for, especially this horror movie silence that surrounded her. She decided to take her iPod out or her pocket, slipped the earphones in her ear, and let the music fill the creepy silence. As she rounded the last block to get to her flat, she ran into a young woman.

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"Oi!" Amy Pond screeched as she fell to the ground. She heard heavy books clamor to the floor.

"Oh, gosh! I'm so sorry!" A woman, with brown unruly hair, babbled as she scampered to pick up her books. Amy caught a glance at a few of the titles… Aliens & Space: The Truth, Greek Myths A to Zeus, Space Expeditions and a few others she couldn't quite read.

"Oh, no it's fine… So you like aliens, yeah?" Amy inquired. The woman smiled pushing her hair out of her face.

"Yeah, I always have been… my uncle was obsessed with stuff like this and I guess it kinda rubbed off on me."

"Really? Hey, I'm Amy Pond."

"Oh, I'm Georgia Matthews." Georgia shifted the books to her other arm and stuck out her hand. Amy shook it delightfully.

"Are you new to Leadworth, I'm sure I would've remembered you. Small town…"

"Yeah, I moved here about a year ago. My uncle passed and I needed to go somewhere nice and peaceful. Also I heard a few rumors about space ships or whatever." She smiled again and Amy returned the smile.

"Yeah, I was there. Prisoner zero,"

"What?"

"The space ships… Georgia do you believe in aliens?" Amy whispered, staring at Georgia intently.

"Yes, how can you not?" Georgia returned the intent stare.

"Good,"

"Why did you ask?"

"Well…"

"Amy! Amelia! Time to go! Oh, Amy, there you are. Hello," The Doctor rushed over to the two young women and reached out to shake Georgia's hand. "I'm the Doctor," He smirked his goofy, lopsided grin.

"Georgia,"

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"Majesty, she has been found." A man in a red cloak whispered as he bowed to the royal in front of him.

"Are you positive? I do not want to be wrong… again."

"The sight is great… clear. She is the one."

"Great,"

"What shall we do now, Majesty?"

"We wait! They will come to us. The prophecy is now in motion. Ha, so many before me wanted this and finally it comes for me!"

"Yes, Majesty, you are very lucky."
"I know, now leave, slave!"


Hi, thank you for reading and reviewing. This idea has been rolling around my head for awhile now and just this morning, on a whim, I decided to write and upload it. I hope it isn't extremely terrible.

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who or their characters. I simply own my idea and Georgia.