Chapter 2
Clara's POV
I was relieved that he heard me and that he actually responded back to me. When he told me that he wasn't going anywhere, I somehow knew that he meant every word and so I set to work on thinking of a plan to escape these Erasers. While this so called 'Doctor' and the leader were talking, I tried coming up with a plan and the only thing I can think of was just to try and knock out the two that were still holding me and try to make a break for it.
So I went back in the Doctor's mind and I said "I've got a plan, and when I start throwing kicks, start running and I'll try to break free from these two and I'll be right behind you, got it, good." And then I heard him answer back "Don't do it, I wouldn't recommend it."
I then looked up at him and he had a concerned look on his face and I said out loud where everybody can hear me "I am NOT going back to that hell hole, even if it kills me!"
I quickly stood up, kicked one of my captors behind the knee throwing him off balance, I think I heard his knee cap break and I did the same to the other, and they let go of my arms and I took off running in the opposite direction. I quickly notice that the Doctor is running beside me and he says grabbing my good hand "Follow me; I know a place where we can be safe."
I just nodded my head, letting him lead me. We could hear the Erasers quickly gaining on us, and then we came upon the small blue box, and I didn't have time to question on how small it was and we came crashing through the doors and the Doctor quickly shuts the doors and locks them.
Then we heard them scratching and banging on the doors, I started to panic "What now, they'll come in at any moment."
The Doctor shakes his head "Na, they can't get through those doors, and we're perfectly safe I promise."
"You sure?"
He nods his head and I breathe a sigh of relief; we both leaned against the doors, catching our breaths. Then I finally take notice of the inside, and then it hits me. It was bigger on the inside.
I turned towards the Doctor and say "Alright, you got me, how is this even possible."
He smirks and then said "Wow haven't heard that one before, anyway, welcome to the TARDIS, where it's bigger on the inside and I don't think we were properly introduced, I'm the Doctor, and you are…"
"Oh, I'm Clara, Clara Rose; nice to meet you, Doctor…" I smile waiting for him to tell me the rest his name and then I offered my good hand.
He says still smiling "Oh, it's just the Doctor."
I just nod my head and we shake hands, then he becomes serious and asks "Are you alright, is anything broken?"
I said casually "Yeah, my arm here, is broken, fell on it when I was running away from them; and well, I wouldn't call this broken but they did stab my wing, but I wouldn't mind some pain killers and maybe an ice pack."
He gave me a small smile "Let's see what I can do; if you will kindly follow me."
I follow him down a long hallway and then he opens a door, and walks in, I follow him into the room, and to me the room reminded me of a doctor's office; I sit on the bed in the room. The Doctor puts on a pair of glasses and start going through the cabinets trying to find the right medical supplies.
When he found them, he sits on a stool, and softly says "Now, this is going to hurt, but I'll be as gentle as I can, I promise; now if you just hold out your arm for me, I'm going to try my best to set it right again."
I nodded, a bit hesitant about moving my arm, but I do as he says and for some reason I just knew that I could trust him. I slowly moved my arm out away from me; with my good hand, I grip the edge of the bed trying to keep from yelling out from the pain. When he finally finishes wrapping up my arm, he then found an arm sling, helped me adjust it and put it on. Then he moved to look at my injured wing, and I could tell he was fascinated by the whole me having wings thing.
I smile "I still can't believe it either."
"Sorry, it's just that I've ever seen anything like this before, I mean a human having wings, may I ask how you came to having wings, and its ok if you don't want to talk about it." He answers.
"Oh, it's all right, and well that's actually a long story and I mean a really long story."
He smirks "Those happen to be my favorite."
He cleans the stab wound and puts a piece of gauze over it and then puts on some medical tape to keep it in place. He gets up, finds a piece of cloth wets it and hands it to me and says "Here, to wipe off the blood and I'm going to get an ice pack for your eye, be right back." And he leaves the room.
I used the cloth to wipe away the now dried blood from my face. I looked around the room, trying to find a mirror so I can see if I've wiped all the blood off, and there was a small square mirror above a sink that was in the room. When I walked over to it, I was startled by what I saw; I looked like I've been through hell and back, my hair was messy and it could use a good wash, my face had cuts, a swollen eye and my face could also use a wash; and I'm just surprised that the Doctor didn't run away when he saw me, but I'm very grateful for his kindness, which reminds me when he gets back, to thank him for fixin' me up.
I was still standing in front of the mirror when he returned with the ice pack. After he hands me the ice pack he asks "How are you feeling?"
"Feeling much better, thanks to you." I smile, and I bring the ice pack to my swollen eye.
He just smiles and we stand there, and an awkward silence grows between us. I broke the silence first "Ok, two things before I start my backstory; one, I would simply like to thank you for saving me and all, I can't thank you enough, and two, this might sound weird but do you happen to have any sweet tea by any chance?"
"Oh, it was no problem and happy to help; and what was that last thing you said?" he said smiling and then he looks confused.
I started laughing "I asked if you have any sweet tea, you know tea that is cold but sweet."
"Oh, sweet tea, I don't know but let's see what we can do, come on, then." He said smirking, leaving the room.
I followed him through the hall and we walked in the kitchen. I said smirking "Man, this place has just about everything, don't it?"
"Yep, just about." He said laughing.
He walked over to the cabinets, got out two tea cups and then he puts the kettle on. I went to sit down at the small table next to the wall. I removed the ice pack from my eye and I asked "Has the swelling gone down any?" he looks over at me and he answers "A little bit, and do you want to swap for a colder ice pack?"
I looked at the ice pack and I said "I guess, it wouldn't hurt." I hand him back the ice pack and he puts it back in the freezer, grabbed another one and hands it to me.
As he was fixing the cups of tea, he asks me "So, are you from around here or…?"
I smiled "No, I'm from Mississippi, and that explains the funny accent and the weird little sayin's; and let me guess you're from across the pond, right."
"Yeah, well… you could say that and I just happen to like your accent, I think it's different, a good different, I mean." He rambles on a bit.
"Aww, aren't you the cutest, and I happen to like your accent too, so I guess that makes us even." I said starting to laugh. He then hands me a cup of tea, and I put several spoon full of sugar into the tea and stirred until it dissolved, then I went over to the freezer, got a couple of ice cubes and plop them in my tea.
When I put the cubes in I noticed that he was giving me a weird look and I just started laughing "What, I'm improvisin'." I took a taste test and I said "Well, it will have to do I guess, want to try some?" offering him the cup.
He raised his eyebrow and gave me a look "Well, there's a first for everything, I guess." He takes a sip and made a disgusted face and said "Ugh… how can you drink that stuff, and I think I'll just stick with my hot cuppa tea thanks."
I say laughing "Hey, it's not that bad. Just wait one day I'll make some proper sweet tea and see if you'll change your mind."
"I highly doubt that, but we'll see." He said smiling and continues "So… about that story."
I sighed "Yeah, about that, it's kinda hard to explain but I'll try my best." I take a deep breath and I begin telling my story "Well, for the record, I didn't always have wings, I was just your normal everyday kid, but when I was around 17 or 18 years old, I was sleeping in my bed one night and then next thing I knew I was begin shoved into a bag. It was dark and I wasn't able to see who was kidnapping me, but I later learned that it was those damn Erasers."
I paused to take a breath and then I felt his hand rest on mine, I looked up at him and gave him a small smile and he softly says "It's ok, your safe, I promise, and take all the time you need." I nodded and continued my story "Anyway, I was taken to this place called the School, well, at least that's what the others called it."
"Others?"
"Yeah, there were kids from all age groups, ranging from babies, to toddlers, kids, teenagers, etc. When I first got there, they led me down this hallway and there were lots of doors that showed horrible things. As I walked by, I saw kids being strapped down to tables, being forced to take pills of some sort, seen scientists poke and prod at these different kind of creatures, which turned out that the creatures were kids before they evolved into all sorts of creatures, so that's when I realized that the scientists was using us kids to do all these different experiments." Then I felt a tear slid down my cheek, I quickly wiped it away.
"We can stop if you want to." He said with a concerned look on his face.
I shook my head "No, I need to tell the story, since it's now a part of me, and so I've now learned to accept it whether I like it or not." He nods his head meaning that he understands.
I continue "Anyway, it didn't take long for me to connect the dots, I figured out why the scientists were doing all these horrid experiments on us kids; it turns out that they were trying to improve the human race, to make the human race stronger and superior. The scientists made the Erasers for security and they were combined with human and wolf DNA, making them a half human half wolf hybrid, and also making them the perfect killers. There were lots more combinations between animals and humans' DNA. I think I was part of the avian experiment, and I guess that explains the wings, but again I'm not 100% sure. I would like to say that I was probably there for at least 3 or 4 years, but while I was in there it was hard keeping up with the months and years, so don't take my word for it. Ever since I first arrived there, I don't think I can tell you how many times they had operated, poked, and probed me that I had lost count, but if I had to guess, I would say that they operated on me about roughly 55 times maybe more. After a while, that's when I noticed that I was growing wings and then later started developing powers like the mind reading thing, and I later learned that I can breathe underwater, don't ask how I found that out; I can also heal faster than the average human, have sensitive hearing, and I'm still developing other powers, so who knows what I'll be able to do next. Now, I bet your wondering how on earth I escaped from that awful place, well as it turned out, one of the scientists helped me, and she was able to sneak me a key that could unlock my cage, and I was able to escape from that place tonight, and it was the best decision I've ever made."
When I finally finished telling my story and we didn't say anything for a while and then he spoke first "Wow, for once I'm completely speechless, and I'm so sorry that you had to endure all that torture and what about your family, do they know where you are?"
I took a sip of my tea and I answered "Well, I learned just yesterday, that the night I was kidnapped, some scientists went into my house and gave my family some kind a potion that somehow convinced them that I was on this very long backpacking trip across the world and that I wouldn't be back until I came back. So, as of right now, they don't know where I am, but I would do anything just to go back home and see my family again."
I looked up at him and I was taken aback at how he was looking at me, I asked him "Why are looking at me like that?" and then he quickly put on his glasses and leans in close to my face, looking me in the eyes and then he asks "Um, random question, what color were your eyes before you were kidnapped?"
I was confused by his random question but I answer getting worried "Brown, and wait what do you mean by were?"
Doctor's POV
While Clara was telling her story, I was horrified to hear about all the torture she had to go through. I started getting angry at those damn scientists for doing such harmful things to her and to all the other children, it's just wrong. But I listened as she continued telling her story, but then I noticed that her eyes were a grey color but didn't think anything of it. As she continued, I then noticed that her eyes changed to a red color, and that got my attention, because if I'm not mistaken red is not a natural eye color for humans.
When she finally finished telling her story, I saw that her eyes then changed to an orange color, and now I'm getting intrigued. I kept staring at her, I quickly put on my glasses and I leaned closer to her so I could get a closer look and I asked her what color her eyes were before she was kidnapped and she answered "Brown, and wait what do you mean by were?"
Then I saw her eyes change from orange to red and I say "I wonder what's causing it, fascinating."
I can tell she's starting to panic a bit and she asked with worry in her voice "Causing what, please just tell me, what's going on, Doctor."
"Well, remember when you said that you're still developing powers?"
She narrowed her eyes at me and then her eyes change to the color grey. She said "Yeah, what about it?"
I said suggesting "Well, I think you might just have developed a new power."
She looks confused and asks "What do mean a new power?"
I said "Stay here, I'm going to go find a mirror, be right back." And I was out the door before she could speak. I ran down the hall, trying to locate a hand mirror and when I finally found one, I rushed back to the kitchen. I gave her the mirror and then she gasps and then says "Why are my eyes grey?" she looks up at me and then I see that her eyes then changed to a bright green, when she looked back at the mirror, she asks "What is going on with my eyes, I mean it's kinda cool and all, but why do they keep changing colors.?"
I went and sat down across from her and she puts the mirror down, and I ran my hand through my hair trying to come up with an explanation and then I came up with a theory, I asked "What mood are you in?"
She looks at me like I'm crazy, which I am, and she sounds a bit frustrated, but then her face lights up "What does my mood have to do with anyth… Oh, so you're sayin' that my eyes changes color based on what mood I'm in. Wow, I guess now I've got my own personal moon ring."
I looked at her confused "What's a moon ring exactly?"
She starts laughing, and her eyes turn yellow, "You've never heard of a moon ring, have you been living under a rock or somethin'; anyway a moon ring is a ring that has this thing in the middle where it changes color based on what mood your in."
Then we go quite for a few minutes and I notice that she was deep in thought and I softly ask "You alright?"
She snaps out of her trance "Yeah, I'm fine, it's just, now that I've escaped from that place, I just now realized that the Erasers and the scientists are going to be constantly looking for me, so technically speaking I can't go back home, cause then I'll be putting my family in danger, and now I'm beginning to feel like a fugitive, which in a way I am, but anyway, I just don't know what to do now, like do I go home or do I live the rest of my life on the run, what do you think I should do?" looking at me for answers.
Sadly, I didn't have any answers to give, but I managed to say "Well, it's getting late, and I think it would be best if you got some rest, and we can talk about this in the morning."
She sighs "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea."
I stand up, take her hands and pull her up on her feet and hugged her. I say reassuring her, that everything will turn out okay "Hey, don't worry, I'm sure we'll think of something, ok, here let me show you to your room."
We pull away, and I look at her to see if she was okay and she nods her head. We walk out of the kitchen and I led her through the hall, and I stopped in front of the closed bedroom door. Before she opened it, she hugged me and whispered "Thank you for everything."
She pulls away, looks at me, her eyes are back to orange and gave me a small smile, and then she went in and closed the door behind her. After she closed the door, for some reason I just kept standing in front of the door, and then I felt her presence again in my mind and I smiled "It was my pleasure, and oh forgot to mention that there's a bathroom attached to the bedroom, and there's hot water as well, in case you were interested." I could picture her slightly laughing and I heard her say "Wow, this place just keeps on giving, thanks for tip; and I'll see you in the morning, night." And I couldn't feel her presence anymore. Since I don't really need much sleep, I headed back to the console to do some work on the TARDIS.
Clara's POV
When I closed the door, I leaned against the door and slid down until I was sitting on the floor. Then I realized that I was rude and didn't wait for him to respond, so I went into his mind. I could tell he was smiling and I heard him say "It was my pleasure, and oh forgot to mention that there's a bathroom attached to the bedroom, and there's hot water as well, in case you were interested."
I slightly laugh and I replied "Wow, this place just keeps on giving, thanks for tip; and I'll see you in the morning, night."
I heard him walking away, I was happy to hear about the hot water, and so I headed to the bathroom and took a much needed hot shower, I was careful as to not get my cast wet. When I got out, wrapped myself in a towel, and I was able to find a comb and I started combing my hair. I thought that it was sad that I couldn't remember the last time I had actually combed out my hair. After I was done combing my hair, I felt much better afterwards.
When I came out, I noticed a set of clothes nicely folded on the bed, and I don't think I heard the door open, and then I heard a voice speak in my mind "I thought you might want these."
I was taken off guard by the voice and then I mentally ask the voice "Who are you?"
The voice replies "I am the TARDIS, the Doctor's ship, and I thought you might want some clean clothes and there is also a pair of pajamas."
I then felt bad for sounding rude so I say "Oh, thank you, I really appreciate it, and wait did you say you're the Doctor's ship?"
"Yes, and I am sure he will explain further in the morning, and so I bid you good night." And then the voice left my mind, and then for some odd reason, I felt like I could trust this voice or whatever it is. I put on the pajamas the TARDIS gave me, and I was surprised that they fit rather well, they were soft and comfy. I pulled the covers back and got into bed, hoping sleep will come fast, and I fell asleep before my head could hit the pillow.
Doctor's POV
While I was working on the TARDIS, I was trying to come up with the best possible solution for Clara. I just couldn't imagine her constantly living on the run; her life would be a living hell especially with those Eraser things hunting her down every second of every day. I also kept thinking about her story and I can't get over on how much pain and all the operations she had suffered when she was in that School, or whatever she called that place, and before I even showed up, it seemed that they were just about to take her back when I had arrived, and so now I'm glad that I did show up just in time to save her from those Erasers that had captured her, but they didn't have the right to beat her like they did, and that was just a bit too extreme for my taste.
Anyway, I'm still debating if I should ask her to come with me, but I just… can't leave her on her own, like look at what happened to her before I got there, but she did manage to break free from the two Erasers, but still… I just can't leave her behind, especially with her injuries.
For the rest of the night, I keep going back and forth about asking her to come traveling with me, and then suddenly I came up with a solution and it is before I do ask her, I can take her home so she could see her family again, which I think she did mention that she wouldn't stay, and that's when I'll ask her to come with me; I'll work out the details later, and so I decided that in the morning, I'll tell her when she wakes up.
