The sun began its descent from the sky as Eric Hanson was finally getting ready to go home, he had been stuck grading papers since school had ended and now, nearing 6:00 he never wanted to see another red pen in his life.
Grades closed the next morning and he had the added chore of grading his wife, a fellow science teachers papers too. She was attending a wedding of her close friend as the maid of honor tonight so she begged her husband to grade the last of her students essays. Little did Eric know, she left him with a little over forty.
He sighed in relief, finally closing his laptop and standing up to leave. He didn't doubt he was the last one here, nobody else he knew of had to grade double the assignments. He didn't mind too much though, as long as Lindsay was having a good time. He packed his computer back into its case and started getting ready to go, he was exhausted.
After everything was ready, the last thing he had to grab was his jacket. It was a chilly October night and snow was forecasted at the end of the month. He wasn't going to go without it.
He headed behind his desk to the science closet him and the classroom behind him shared. The closet was meant to hold chemicals and plants and other science related items safe enough for a classroom setting, but Eric also used it for personal use.
He doubted anybody would mind, so he entered the medium sized room and sifted through the various shirts and jackets he had on hangers. Where was the one he brought this morning?
A dull thud caught his attention and he turned to look into the other side of the closet, the light from his classroom illuminated half the closet but the other end stayed dark and full of shadows. He couldn't quite tell where exactly the noise came from so he tried flipping on the lights. No use, they were dead.
He figured the bulb had burned out and made a mental note to tell somebody about that tomorrow. Distracted from the noise he continued to search for his jacket in the lighted half.
After what seemed like an eternity of searching he still couldn't find it. He figured it had to be on the dark half. Suddenly the noise happened again, closer he could pinpoint this time. He froze for a second, before taking a step forward.
"Hello?" He spoke into the darkness and instantly realized how foolish he was being. Who else could possibly get in here without going through his classroom first? There wasn't any doors from the hallway so the only other possible way was from his neighboring classroom. Impossible because Mrs. George wasn't here, and her classroom was locked. In response the noise happened again, closer, seeming to be on the very edge of the darkness.
Eric backed up. He was beginning to doubt he was truly alone in here, so he retreated back to his classroom to try and find a flashlight. After a bit of searching he realized he would never find a flashlight in an earth science classroom. He had to come up with another idea.
He would hold his laptop open at full brightness and try and see if he could find the source of the sound, and his jacket at that. It had everything in it, his wallet, car keys and house key so he couldn't leave without it even if he wanted to.
He followed through with his plan, carefully balancing his computer in his arms, he woke the screen up, which brightened the dark areas of the room slightly. Nothing seemed strange or different about the closet, same as he saw it this morning. He walked farther in and set his computer on a shelf. Now where was his jacket?
Too absorbed in his search through boxes, and underneath various science related objects he didn't notice the door to his classroom slowly creaking to a close.
Slam
The sudden sound made him jump, turning around rapidly and scanning the room. Nothing seemed out of place, except for the door being shut. He tried the handle and to his relief it opened, but who closed it? He thought he was the only one left at the school, but he must be wrong.
Fear shot through him, he didn't believe in the paranormal, he believed there was an explanation for everything so his first thought was the wind closed the door. But he didn't have any windows open?
He ran a hand through his hair and sighed, what on earth was going on? He needed to find his jacket and leave. He didn't want to be here for a moment longer.
After what seemed like an eternity he finally found it. Sighing in relief and shrugging it on he was glad he could finally go home, even if Lindsay wouldn't be back till tomorrow. He packed his computer back up and shut off the lights, turning to lock the door when he heard a strange noise.
A loud whoosh of some sort of engine coming from down the hall. It sounded nothing like the thumping he heard before, assuming a student left some sort of radio in their locker and it was malfunctioning, he headed toward the noise to investigate. He was tired of being so nervous over simple, harmless sounds it was an old building in the middle of the night. Perfectly natural, he hoped.
Nearing the source of the noise he listened intently, and heard nothing else. He continued down the hall and around a corner, freezing in place and marveling at the sight.
A big blue police box, like in the old shows he use to watch with his dad. How could it have gotten in here? He assumed it was a prop for the drama club or something, but that didn't explain the noises it made. He approached it cautiously as if the thing would self destruct at any moment.
Placing a hand on the exterior of it he found it was made of wood. A thick wood, much too heavy for anyone to carry through the walls soundlessly. He couldn't figure out how it had gotten here.
He noticed the door, maybe the noise came from something inside it. He reached for the handle when a voice broke the silence, causing him to spin around in fear.
"Step away from the TARDIS." The darkness spoke. The voice sounded mechanical and had a ring to to it and Eric couldn't exactly pinpoint where the sound came from. It echoed through the halls as if the person behind it were taking into a megaphone.
"Hello?" Eric asked, looking around frantically. The thing he heard could be anywhere, possibly armed and dangerous. He decided he wasn't going to stick around and find out. He dashed down the hall toward the front doors as fast as he could, not caring how silly he must have looked.
About halfway there, his foot caught something made of metal out of nowhere and he tripped, crashing toward the ground. He put his arms out to lessen the impact and rolled over onto his back looking around for the source of what tripped him.
After a moment he got up, looking around in every direction, it was completely silent. He wondered if the voice he heard minutes earlier were even real or not. He quickly stood and headed for the parking lot.
During the drive home, he wondered if any of that was real or not. The soreness of him falling was sure real though. He sighed, glad nobody was around to see him acting so foolish like that. He usually wasn't so paranoid and jumpy. He pulled into the familiar driveway of his house and got out, looking around for a moment.
He unlocked the door and entered, finally feeling safe. He frowned slightly, remembering Lindsay wouldn't be home tonight. It would be nice to have some company right now, so he settled for the TV. Flipping on most of the downstairs lights, and the TV he sat down on the couch and flipped through the channels aimlessly. He soon found himself getting drowsy and promptly fell asleep.
A loud crash thundered through the sky, snapping Eric awake with a jolt. He looked around in the darkness. It was supposed to rain tonight, but he wasn't expecting a thunderstorm. He looked at the clock beside the couch and it read 11:03. He must have fallen asleep in front of the TV, but he realized something. Didn't he fall asleep with all the lights on? Why were they suddenly off.
A chill went down his spine as footsteps could be heard from the next room. His house wasn't too large so whatever was coming for him would be here within seconds, he had no time to react. He feared it was the mechanical voiced creature he heard hours ago.
"Hello?" He called out, his voice barely above a whisper. He wasn't quite sure what to expect at this point. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up as he waited for a response.
"Shhh!" A sudden voice hushed him. This one sounding human and not machine like the one in the school. He felt a mix of relief and fear wash over him.
"Who are you?" He asked, trying to hide the obvious fear in his voice. He then began creating a plan. He wasn't that far from the door, and by the sound of it the intruder was somewhere in the kitchen behind him. If he ran now, he could make it to the door and outside in time. That didn't count being shot though, if the intruder had a gun, he could shoot him in the back mid flight. Eric couldn't believe this was actually happening.
"Do not try to escape Doctor. We know you are in there. Surrender." The mechanical voice was back, sending a deep chill down Eric's spine. That voice was something unreal, that he had never heard before and it terrified him.
"Listen to me, there is someone innocent in this house. If you try and attack me he could get hurt. Don't do this, he has nothing to do with me." The second voice said in a serious, almost pleading tone. It took Eric a moment to realize he was talking about him.
It was silent for a while, and the footsteps in the kitchen started up again, toward him. "Don't worry I'm not going to hurt you, nor will I let the Daleks."
Eric had a hard time believing him but he honestly didn't have much of a choice. If this man was going to kill him, then that was it. If he tried to escape then whatever was outside would kill him as well. He silently waited as the man approached him.
"Hello, I'm The Doctor and were in a lot of trouble. Well I am not you, but since the Daleks are outside your house then that means you are too." The Doctor said giving Eric a sort of apologetic look, from what he could tell in the darkness. He seemed harmless from what Eric could tell, but that was probably what he wanted him to think. He wasn't letting his guard down anytime soon.
"What are Daleks?" He asked, trying to pronounce the word as accurately as possible. He had never heard of them before and assumed it was some sort of animal. An animal that can speak apparently.
"What are Daleks? You've never heard of them before, wait a minute what year is this?" He paused, and thought for a moment before continuing. "Right, sorry it's years before they try and take over Earth. So what's your name again?" He asked, leaving Eric puzzled.
This man seemed insane. Daleks trying to take over the earth? Sounds strangely like a sci fi story and Eric wasn't buying it. "I'm Eric. Are you alright?" He asked looking at The Doctor. "Did you hit your head on something?"
"Me? No not recently, though River slapped me a little while ago. Not hard enough to induce any brain damage. Anyways, The Daleks are a very dangerous species, they feel no emotion besides hate, and never show mercy. Which is why we need to get out of here." The Doctor said, and a loud bang against the wall caused both of them to snap their heads around in surprise. "They are too big to fit through the door, so they are going to take out the wall."
"The wall?!" Eric asked in surprise and if on cue, the wall in front of him began to crumble, causing debris and dust to fly up, making the both of them cough. He felt The Doctor pulling him and he ran after him into the kitchen. "What's going on!" He yelled, anger pulsing through him. "The wall of my house is gone!"
"We don't have time to discuss this, we need to move." The Doctor yelled and a beam of bluish white light shot over the two men's heads and through the other wall. Eric didn't have time to react, as him and The Doctor took off through the shattered wall and out toward the woods behind Erics house.
"Come on, I parked the TARDIS right over here!" The Doctor yelled, sprinting through the woods, narrowly avoiding tripping over a large fallen branch. Tardis? Eric remembered the Daleks saying something about that in the school earlier in the evening. Did this insane man think that small wooden box could protect them when the things could break through the walls of his house in less than a second!
After a few more moments of running The Doctor began to slow down, and eventually stopped, looking up at the sky in horror. Eric followed his gaze, and to his fear the sky was littered with what seemed like a million spaceships, illuminating the night. His heart nearly stopped.
"Right. I was wrong about the date. The Daleks invade tonight." he paused, gulping. "Because of me."
Eric's eyes snapped toward him, "You?! You brought them here?" He barked at The Doctor. What was going to happen now? The Earth would be taken over, all of humanity enslaved and he probably wouldn't even get to say goodbye to Lindsay. He felt sick to his stomach.
"I'm sorry, I'll explain once we get to the TARDIS. Now if only I remember where it is." He began walking again further into the woods. Eric followed silently, not sure whether to yell at him again or throw up.
"Ahh here it is!" The Doctor said, they were finally at the TARDIS and he had a lot of explaining to do. He unlocked the box and entered it, and Eric followed aimlessly inside. The Doctor climbed the stairs to the console and began hitting buttons and Eric was almost too deep in thought to realize. His breath caught. Where exactly was he? How could such a small thing from the outside be so huge inside. His head began to hurt.
"We need to get Lindsay." He said to The Doctor following him up the stairs. He didn't care what happened to him as long as she was safe. They needed to get to her now.
"Hold on, I'm tracking the exact location The Daleks are landing. Now I just need to wait for the results." A machine on the console that looked similar to a microwave began beeping furiously. Eric raised an eyebrow. "Dalek tracker, built it myself, now who's Lindsay?"
"My wife." Eric answered examining the Dalek tracker. He didn't know what else to say. Hopefully this man would understand how urgent it was to get to her, and fast.
"Right, we'll go find Lindsay." The Doctor said, nodding his head, and Eric felt relief wash through him. "Now let's see where they are heading for." He pressed a button and the name of a location popped up on the screen. Eric's heart skipped a beat as the location read out the name of the country club the wedding reception Lindsay was at was being held.
Hi! This is my first Doctor Who Fanfiction ^_^ please review if you enjoy and I'll continue to post chapters! Thanks.