Episode 1: A Coincidence - Chapter 2: Alot of Running

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Geronimo!

Disclaimer: I still don't own Doctor who, because the poker idea failied because I don't know how to play and I'm broke. Maybe I can convince my friends to help me pull an Ocean's 11 and steal the rights to the show!

It started getting late.

Most of the people had left and the street lamps had started coming on. I began to pack my things. I hadn't seen lick or tail of the strange man or his device since last we spoke. I looked around the street, my art bag on my shoulder. The street was suddenly empty with no one in sight. That's wierd, I thought, I could have sworn there had been more people here before. I shrugged.

I started walking down the barren street. It was eery and quite. After several minutes of walking I heard a sound behind me. I spun on my heel. Standing before me the dark figure of a man and a women. (At least that's what their outlines looked like.) They laughed for no particular reason other than they were probably psychotic. I could hear more people behind me, I was surrounded.

"What do you want?" I asked them. "Because if its money I'm sorry to say I spent the last of it on a hotdog, so your out of luck." This was followed by more laughter, but probably not at my sarcasm.

"We don't want your money silly girl!" Said the women with a giddy, demonic, excitement in her voice that reminded me of Harry Potter's Belatrix Lastrange.

"Then what do you want?" I asked even though I was sure I wasn't going to like the answer.

"You of course!" The man responded a smile in his voice. Yep I was right I didn't like that one bit. I picked up my courage and wiped my face of fear.

"I'm sorry, but you're not my type." I said, 'cause I was not going to take this gangster crap lying down. "Now if you'll excuse me I'll be heading home." I spun on my heel again and suddenly the man was in front of me again. How the crap did he get there that fast! I looked around, the only people I could see was him and the woman but I swore I heard more people.

"I'm flattered, but I'm afraid you misunderstood me. Your not going anywhere, your coming with us." He said as he stepped into the light. I tried to scream but the women ran up behind me wrapping her hand around my middle the other hand muffling my scream. Her sharp nails dug into my side.

I looked up at my attacker. His skin was a dark scaly purple, and his dark hair ran into his feline eyes that were as small as slits. His confident small showed off his gray teeth, sharp and ragged like a shark. His nails, more like claws, were much the same. His clothes were a dark black and had a collar that before had hidden his face. The woman was similar in appearance but more feminine, her hair was longer and she had a more feminine figure.

"To easy." She whispered in my ear. "What now Adolfo?" She said as she turned her head towards her male counterpart.

"He wants us to bring her back alive." Adolfo stated. I was struggling when he said this and the woman dug her nails into my side. She sounded disappointed when her friend said alive, which sent shivers up my spine.

But there was no way I was going anywhere with these freaks. My shoe went down hard on the womans foot and she howled like a cat. I swung my bag so it hit her in the face and turned only to get stuck in a corner of two buildings I was trapped.

"Irma!" Screamed Adolfo, he turned to me, "You little brat look what you did to my sister's face!"

"Sister?" I questioned. But they ignored it. They were both facing me now revenge glowing in their beady eyes.

"He said bring her back alive," Irma pointed out, "he said nothing about her coming back pretty." She showed me her claws as they began to approach me. Then suddenly they clutched their ears as a high-pitched sound, quite similar to a bionic whistle, pierced the air. Then there was a flash of green light and a person at my side. He grabbed my hand and dragged me down the street.

"Come on!" Said a familiar voice and soon we were charging down the street, my pace soon matching his. I billion questions burned in my mind like;

Who was he?

Who were they?

What was going on?

What was the wierd noise?

Why did they want me of all people?

Why is my life suddenly something out of a TV drama?

But of course no one felt like answer me. Hopefully when they say "good things come to those who wait" they mean it, 'cause this "lets not tell the short chick" thing was not going over well with me.

Any way, we didn't stop till we got to the next street corner. We turned down an alley and hid behind a dumpster panting. I turned to look at my rescuer. Our eye's met "You!" We said in unison.

"Your that banana smelling girl from the square!" Said the man.

I smiled, "And you're the man with the bow-tie."


We sat there a couple of moments just smiling at each other. Then the man turned his head toward the street his smile slowly fading.

"They're coming." He whispered as he slowly stood, but I pulled him back down again.

"Aren't we safer if we stay hidden?" I countered.

"Nope, they'd find us. Excellent trackers the Nardiffians. They could sniff out a Varigen slug in the Delaloopa swamp." He informed me. I nodded as if that made sence. He proceeded to get up again but I pulled him back down.

"Now what!" He whispered rather loudly.

"Shhhhhhhh! Do you WANT to get us killed?!" I said glaring at him.

"Sorry." I rolled my eyes at him.

"So if the... Nardiffians?" He nodded. I smiled proud of myself proud I got it right. "Well if the Nardiffians have such good sence of smell wouldn't hiding near this dumpster help dampen our sent?"

His eyes widened. "That's Brilliant! But it will only slow them down we need to keep moving." We stood up and he pulled a small device from his pocket. This one was small and silver and cylindrical in shape. It had a green tip and was about the size of a pen. When he turned it on it glowed green and made that whirring sound that stopped the Nardiffians. Suddenly the lock on the dumpster sprung open. My jaw opened a little but then I shut it tight. You were only moments before attacked by purple people eaters then saved by a strange man who loves bananas, this is not what should make your jaw drop.

He started pulling random things out of the dumpster.

"Um, what are you doing?" I asked, eyebrows raised.

"Oh just something extremely clever." Even though his back was to me I could hear the smile in his voice. "I'm the Doctor by the way and what did you say your name was again?"

"I didn't say."

"Well..." He said, looking over his shoulder for emphasis.

I sighed. "It's Blake."

"Blake..." He said drawing out the word waiting for me to finish. He was turning a pile of junk in his hands as if apprising it. I only crossed my arms.

"Oh no. Your not getting my full name till you tell me yours. I mean I don't even know you." I said as it dawned on me that I was alone with a complete stranger in a dark ally late at night. Wow this is a soap opera. Next thing you know Irma will be pregnant and this Doctor will have to go tend to a dyeing patient... I watch too much TV.

I looked over at the Doctor he was looking at me with a knowing grin. "Actually I have told you my name. It's the Doctor just the Doctor."

"Well then I'm Blake just Blake! Come on mate no woman names their new-born baby Doctor."

"It's not completely impossible."

"Oh Doctor!" I said in a breathy voice, "Thank you for all your help during the pregnancy I think we'll name the child after you. We'll name him... Doctor!"

"Stop it!" He said rather irritated.

"If you don't tell me your name I'll have to give you one."

"Please don't."

"Not Jim or Clyde. Maybe Brain! No... I got it David! Or Chris if you like."

"No, no, no I said stop it and I mean it! It isn't polite to make fun of other people's names especially if they just saved your life!" He shouted. My eyes widened.

"Doctor." I whispered.

"See it isn't that hard to say or nearly as foolish as you..."

"DOCTOR!"

"Shhhh... you'll give our location away to the..." His eyes widened and he turned on his heel. "...Nardiffians." That's when Adolfo tackled the Doctor to the ground.

AN: I didn't get this chapter as long as I would have liked, but I wanted to get it out early for you guys so I'll just leave you with a cliff hanger!

Fun Fact

Adolfo means Wolf and,

Irma means God of war