Author's Note: Sorry I took a long time. I have my IGCSE exam coming up in May 2014 and my parents don't allow me near the laptop. Arggh! I finished this chapter a while ago, but haven't got a chance to post it. Anyway, all things aside, enjoy!
Author's Note 2: There was a continuity error that I've fixed.
P.S. It's a long chapter and I don't know whether to split it or not. all the first readers, please comment.
P.P.S. I've updated the cover photo.
"You're gonna love this" said the 12th Doctor. "Today we are visiting a new planet." Clara looked up from her copy of 'War of the Worlds', with a sceptical look on her face. "I promise this won't be very boring" said the Doctor. "It's merely a stopover. Since I've patched the telephone back through the console, the compartment outside feels too empty. So... I've decided to buy a dummy phone and install it inside." He paused as they landed, for dramatic effect. "And there's no better planet to buy one, than Nexus 5!" he said, opening the TARDIS doors to the unknown.
"Fine, I'll explain" he said to Clara, who had been wearing the same sceptical and sarcastic look ever since they had exited the TARDIS, and now that they halfway across to the shop he wanted to going to, he supposed that he'd better explain.
"In the year 2650, the humans had far expanded their home turf" he started. "They hadn't conquered planets, so much as made allies out of them. While searching space one day from an observatory in London, they found a previously unseen planet, unseen simply because it surprisingly came into view only at lunch there. It was discovered only when a man called Michael overate by tricking the automatic server bots to give him more food, and decided to skip lunch that day. After checking up with authorities on the planet, the Council of Leaders held a naming convention, as the original name was in a 'forget me' language-impossible to write or reproduce in any way, except by the people of the planet." The Doctor paused to say hello to a passing Nexusian. "Ah, so where was I...?" he asked. "So, the story goes that one day, Michael's brother, a police inspector, found a time capsule from the late 2100's which just happened to contain an owner's manual for the 'Nexus 9' v-board. He mentioned this to Michael, who liked the name and decided to enter it into the convention's list. It got chosen, but when they rechecked the star system, they found that it was in fact the fifth planet in the system, so they changed the name to Nexus 5. It is completely unrelated to the phone manufactured by a company called Microsoft. Or the fact that planet is best known for the communicators that it makes and the antiques that it sells to the universe."
"Google" corrected Clara, as they entered the shop. "And wow! That was a long description! How do you know so much? Have you visited before?" "Yeah" the Doctor replied, preoccupied. "I visited it in one of previous incarnations, for the same reason as now. Hmm, I wonder..."
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"I still don't see why that phone has to be changed!" stormed the 9th Doctor, stepping onto Nexus 5 with Rose and Jack. "We've told you a dozen times, and we don't need to repeat it!" Jack shot back. They continued the argument for a while, until the Doctor gave up for the fifth time that day. Not to mention the thirteen times he had on the previous day. "Humph, the colour's too bland!" he muttered, but made no further attempt to continue the argument.
They stopped by in a shop to buy a communicator for one of Jack's friends, but it took a while to buy it, because the shopkeeper was also a fortune teller, and kept muttering stuff and offering to read their futures. Kept saying something about a 'bad wolf'. They left the shop in a hurry, as the shopkeeper had offered to kill them so that they wouldn't have to face the future.
Once they were a safe distance away from the shop, they let out sighs of relief. "That was close!" panted Jack, as they walked towards the shop the Doctor wanted to go to. They laughed all the way about what had just happened. They entered the shop to find an old man and a young girl already at the counter, just about to leave, but the pair stopped dead in their tracks, their mouths gaping. "That's creepy" said the girl. "If they're here, that means..." the man started, but was cut off by a sound outside. The 9th Doctor, Rose and Jack ran outside to find a missile nearly missing the planet. "What's going -" said the Doctor, but was interrupted as the old man and the girl pushed past them the way the three of them had come. "Oof! Strange father and daughter pair" said the Doctor. They waited for a minute watching the strange duo run into the distance. They stopped to make sure nothing else happened, and then returned to their purchase. Unfortunately, this shopkeeper turned out to be the brother of the previous one and had got a message from his sibling saying that the three of them wanted to be killed.
"I'd say we were closer to death on that one!" said the Doctor, only to find Rose tapping on his shoulder. "You think that either of those was close?" she asked. "Look up guys." They looked up, as another missile soared across the atmosphere, and this time it didn't look as if it would miss...
But it did, if only slightly. As if somebody had pushed it away from the planet. "This has been a pretty strange day, guys" said Jack. "I vote we go home." Nobody argued and they set off towards the TARDIS.
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"Did I just call myself your father?!" asked the incredulous 12th Doctor to a dazed Clara, but got no reply, and so kept running. A minute passed before Clara broke the awkward silence. "What was that, Doctor? Why were we being shot at by missiles?" The Doctor stayed silent but realised that he would have to eventually answer that. "There's going to be another attack. To the natives and younger me, it's going to look like it misses, but we know better. We're gonna stop it!"
"Are you sure about this Doctor?" asked a nervous Clara, once in flight, watching the second missile approach. "Oh, it's gonna be alright" he replied. "Moving it away is not the hard part, it's making sure it doesn't crash somewhere else. You'll see. A bit of the vortex loop and the helmic regulator and..."
"We're steering the missile towards Earth" said Clara, unknowingly finishing the Doctor's sentence a little while later. "Yeah, may have messed that up," he said sheepishly. "But I've managed to deactivate the explosives, so now the missile is purely a shell. Unfortunately, even a shell can cause a bit of damage. Got to narrow down the location."
They oscillated between the TARDIS computer and the now open front door, trying to make sense of their destination. "We're definitely moving towards England!" said the Doctor, standing at the front door. "In fact it's towards London, and we're entering the atmosphere, which means the TARDIS should be picking up a trajectory" he said, perfectly timing it with the "Bloorp!" sound of the computer picking up location data. "What does it say?" he asked Clara. "I don't read circles!" was her reply. "Just press the green button" prompted the Doctor. "Ah, that's clearer! It says Chiswick! Do you think we could go and meet Angie?" she read.
The Doctor nearly fell out the front door in surprise of the coincidence, but managed to steady himself. This being unbeknownst to Clara, she continued. "Yes definitely two and a half miles from-is there really a place called Adipose Industries?" she asked. This time the Doctor really would have fallen out by a surge of coincidences, if Clara had not noticed him tipping over.
The TARDIS field just managed to catch the missile as it landed, throwing it slightly off course, resulting in the backyard being in a mess, but not destroying anything else. The TARDIS landed in the front garden. The Doctor and Clara ran around to the back to see the damage caused. A woman came out at the same time, having heard the noise. "What the hell just happened?" She turned towards them as they ran into the yard. "Who are you and what are you doing here?!" she asked them. The Doctor, not knowing who the lady was, did what he did best in these situations. Cover up. "Ah, now you come to it?" he said, pointing the psychic paper at her. "I'm from the government and I am here about the horrible threats this neighbourhood is facing. It's so bad that you even have missiles crashing into your backyard. Don't mind if I investigate!"
He strutted off as usual, leaving Clara where she was and the woman about to burst, when another lady called from inside. "It's all right Arlene, I'll deal with them." "As you wish Mrs. Noble" she replied. A red-headed woman in her mid 40's came out. "Sorry about Arlene, she's a friend, from outside town, so she's generally very suspicious of new people who come here. So you're from the government?" A dazed Clara took a second to register what was going on. "Uh... Yes! Yes! We were just stressing about the threats this neighbourhood seems to be receiving. You must be having something secret here! It really is very serious. Take this missile here..." But the woman in front of Clara kept looking at the expanse next to the fence. "Is there something at the edge of the backyard, there?" she asked, running towards there. Clara's senses flared up. "I really think you shouldn't..."
She found the woman standing, gaping at the blue Police call box in front of her. She looked back at Clara, frantic for some reason; while the Doctor, his timing as bad as ever, came back from his 'investigation'. "What do you think about these flowers Clara?" he asked, completely oblivious to the woman in front of her, until the lady let out a whimper. He looked at her, and dropped the flowers; shocked to the core. The woman, now pretty panicky, asked nervously:
"Doctor?"