Universal Impact

Chapter 2

The Prophecy

8th February, 1817

Earth

Doctor's POV

I put the note I wrote to River on my pillow. I bent down and gently kissed her cheek. She looked very restless and fatigued. These past three months have been a roller coaster. She has had bouts of seemingly violent morning sickness and developed strange cravings such as pasta and chocolate sauce.

Anyway, I went to the control room and typed in my destinatiion of Earth. Vastra had called me last night and requested me immediatley for some very important reason. The TARDIS landed a few seconds later and I crossed to the coat rack, grabbing my green overcoat and Stetson. I walked out, locked the door and found myself in a Victorian style living room.

The Silurian grinned when she saw me arrive and said, ''Hello, old friend.''

I sat one seat away from her on the sofa.

"Vastra. Why am I here?''

''Your wife... is she barren?'' she asked, taking a drink of tea from a mug she had in her hand.

''Yes. She's been for three months now. How did you know?''

''The whole universe knows. I assume you know about the prophecy, then?"

I leaned forward and asked, ''What propechy?''

''The ood foretold it, but no one knows who wrote it. It tells of a girl of two worlds whose destiny is to save the universe from an evil power.''

I froze and knew that she was talking about my... daughter. Why is their a prohpecy about her?

''Do you have it?''

She handed me a piece of paper. I glanced at it and put it in the interior pocket of my overcoat.

''Thank you, Vastra.''

I got up and walked towards the TARDIS. I put the key in the lock, turned it and opened the door. I took my Stetson off and put it on the coat rack. I raced to the console and searched for the girl of two worlds prophecy. The result was still downloading when I felt the psychic paper heat up in my overcoat pocket, indicating that I had a message. I took it out of my pocket and opened the flap.

The message read:

Meet me at the Maldovarium. We need to talk. I'm at the right corner booth. Come alone.

The handwriting curiously looked as big as mine, but it was in the same font and neatness as River's. I raised an eyebrow at this coinsidence, but kept it in mind as I put it back in my pocket and typed in the coordinates.

. . .

I walked through the bar with my Stetson on. The strong smell of alcohol was in the air as I looked for the person who wrote the message. I crossed to the back and found her sitting in the very corner. She was slender and petite, but it fit her age well. She looked about nineteen and had brown hair which fell down to her back in waves. She was wearing a black silk dress, a gray overcoat and brown leather combat boots.

Once she saw me, she said, ''Well I screwed up. You look far too young. It's too early, but you were always very impatient. Please, sit.''

I did and she grinned.

''Oh you're soo young. I seriously went too soon this time.''

She took a swig of vodka and then swirled the glass around. That action reminded me so much of River. I took the time to look at her facial features. She had River's curved eyebrows and long eyelashes.

''So, you wanted to talk,'' I said, reminding her of her message she sent me.

She put down the glass and said, ''Oh... yeah. But first, where are you exactly?''

''I just found out about your prophecy. You?''

''I was visiting someone. How's Mum?''

''She's.. fine.''

She raised an eyebrow in suspicion and asked, ''Really? I've never seen you this young. And if you're that young it seems that you're at the time where she's pregnant with me.''

I sighed in defeat and put up my hands in surrender. ''Alright, you got me. She isn't fine. She's sick, very sick.''

''Well at least you know I turn out okay. How far along is she?''

''Three months, thanks for asking... When's your birthday?''

She sighed, leaned forward more and whispered the date into my ear. I was flabbergasted at her response. She leaned back in her seat and tears began to sparkle in her light blue eyes.

''I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have told you that. I'm such an idiot...''

I reached my hand out to hers and I squeezed it gently. ''Hey, no you're not. Everyone makes mistakes. And besides, you're helping me.''

''Do what?'' she asked, wiping her tears with her other hand.

''Protect you.''

She smiled and pulled her hand away from mine. She got up, left the glass of vodka on the table and crossed over to my side of the booth. She kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear, ''I know what happens and run, just run. Keep me safe. Keep her safe. And as for my name, you'll have to figure that out for yourself.''

I watched her walk away. She walked like me and had River's excellent curves. I stood and walked back to the TARDIS. Once I entered, I walked up to the computer and realised that the search downnloaded. I read the top and found her name: Emma Amelia Song.