The First

Part 1

There she sat, fiddling with a TV, screwdriver in hand, and electronic parts that once was inside the wonderful device, littering the porch of her large brick house. She wore an apron, covered in black stains, covering her unusual attire. She wouldn't dream to risk letting a stain on her baby blue dress, with a pattern of ice cream with cherries on top, over a field of flowers. The dress was frilly by most people standards, but she didn't care, all that mattered to her was it was pretty and fluffy.

"Nyeh! Why don't you come off!" She spoke with displeasure at the TV as she fiddled with the back, trying to use the screwdriver as a lever to pull off another part of the contraptions internals. In her frenzy, she didn't notice the car pulling into her driveway. It wasn't long before there were yells exchanged, resulting in the frilly girl huffing off, but not into the house, instead she escaped into the woods nearby.

"Ellena!" The older woman cried out angrily after her, but she didn't pursue the frilly girl. Having made her get away into the miniature forest that surrounded her home, Ellena kept care to keep her frilly dress from becoming stained by mud, or caught in the brambles. Wearing white shoes, she kept care to avoid muddy patches, and keep on stones and fallen trees, before at last finding a nice spot in a clearing. Taking off her apron, she used it as a seat, looking at the muddy creak before her.

"So what, I just wanted to see the inside." Ellena complained, sitting on her knees, her legs on each side as her rear was parked firmly upon the apron.

"It's not like I couldn't put it back together," She paused, resting her elbow on her knee, and her chin on her hand. "maybe." She sighed and yawned at once, rolling her head back.

"I'm bored." She whined. As she sighed, she glanced up into the sky as it went black. She blinked and turned her head, looking around confused. It was still clearly day, yet oddly dim, something she didn't understand until her eyes found the sun, or at least, where the sun should have been. "A solar eclipse?" Ellena wondered out loud, quickly to her feet. "No," She disagreed, "It's a bit squarey. She blinked again as it disappeared, the light returning to the sky.

"Well that was odd." She surmised, lifting her hand to cover the glare of the sun as she attempted to continue staring at it. Her eyes squinted as she searched the sky for what could of covered the sun. "Not the moon." Ellena stated as she continued to search. Nothing at all in the sky. She didnt realize that as she looked around the cloudless sky, that she began to pace forward, not until she suddenly halted. "What's that?" She questioned, suddenly looking around franticly, twisting and turning her body. A noise had caught her attention, one that sounded familiar. It was a scraping, wheezing sound, again and again it whined out. It was then she saw something coming towards her.

Ellena ran frantically through the woods, ducking through branches, hopping over stones and swirling by trees. She ran as fast as she could in the direction she came from, as trees buckled and crashed behind her, a fireball smashing through the woods behind her.

"Eeee!" She screamed. She couldn't fathom her pursuer kept up with her. Over and over again she'd hop and slide to the side, yet the fireball seemed to turn to keep up with her. Looking back repeatedly, she saw it continue its approach, never slowing down despite smashing through countless trees. Suddenly, she stopped, realizing something, turning back to face it.

"Wait, its not getting closer!" She yelled to herself. Well, that wasn't true exactly. She might of noticed it staying just as far from her, getting no closer as she fled from it, but the moment she stopped, the fireball caught up. She let out one more "Eeep!" before falling backwards, as the fireball came to a halt. On top of her. The wheezing noise had alas came to a halt. Small embers still burned around the site where Ellena once laid, and where now a blue police box rested instead.

Ellena laid still, eyes clenched shut. Whimpering, she laid there for minutes before being interrupted. A voice suddenly pierced the air, quickly catching her attention

"A fish!" the man exclaimed. Confused, Ellena suddenly bolted up, eyes opening and locking upon the figure on the boat besides her. She blinked. Then she fell. Yelping, Ellena's arms flailed wildly as she swam back up to the waters surface. She coughed and spat out water, instinctively swimming to the boat. Grabbing on, she noticed something odd and clammy about the boat, but ignored it as she climbed aboard.

"My my, you're pretty big for a fish!" Ellena could hear the wonderment in his voice as she continued coughing up water.

"I'm not a fish! And what that noise!" She yelled in frustration at the man. Looking at his feet, she saw a long multicolored scarf and boots. What she didn't notice was the 'boat' they were on, was a bit round on top, hard, and clammy to the touch.

"That's odd, are you sure?" He asked. The buzzing stopped as he pocketed a device he had in hand. "Maybe next time. Pleasure to meet you, I'm the Doctor. You are?"

"Ellena. Ellena Vanet." She answered, attempting to stand, but having a somewhat awkward time at it due to the round and slippery nature of the surface. The Doctor smiled broadly.

"Ah, good to meet you Vanet!" He grabbed and shook her hand, causing her to stare. She attempted to give a friendly smile to the stranger, but alas even a fool could tell she was overwhelmed with confusion and awkward fear. Not that the Doctor noticed. "Now then," The Doctor continued, "Pleasantries aside with, what are you doing on my Tardis?"