"So where are we headed for now, El Doctorio?"
"Donna, just because we spent a week in Spain doesn't mean you have to butcher the Spanish language," argued the Doctor. It was one of his more favoured languages, next to Old Scots.
The Doctor and Donna Noble. They were quite a pair. One a timelord currently in his tenth regeneration and the other a human woman who was just his companion. Well, she was a bit more than human but that's beside the point.
"Fine," she puffed, slamming her hands down on one of the consoles in a strop.
"And Doctorio? They'll think I'm some strange...lovesick," he paused, trying to find the word. "Gigolo or something!" His face was awash with the terror his own thoughts had committed to his mind. He shrugged it off, remembering what got him into this conversation in the first place. "El Doctor. Doctor. Doctor is universal," he smiled at her. "Mostly"
"Right. Thanks for the lesson, now were are we going?" she sat down on the old comfy chair they had picked up on a travel. "Rome?" Her eyes lit up as she said it, but couldn't think of anything else and added "Some relaxation planet?"
"Texas."
Oh it was cold.
"Texas?"
And she didn't like cold. Too definitive, no room for leeway.
"Texas."
No room for Rome.
"Texas Six, to be precise," he flicked a switch on the Tardis, checking the temperature. It was a little stuffy lately.
"Aliens named a planet Texas?" screamed Donna. It was unthinkable. She imagined little green men wearing cowboy hats, even if she knew most aliens weren't little green men. She'd seen them. A small percentage of them but she had seen them.
"Oh yes," laughed the Doctor. It was even humorous to him, but he had discovered the planet's existence a long time ago.
"And they weren't alien Texans?" she continued.
"Oh no they were alien Texans. Just not alien American Texans."
Donna's head collapsed into her hands. It was too much for her brain to handle.
"I don't think they even understand American," mused the Doctor with a dry smile.
"They always said he was mixed with aliens!" screamed Donna again, rising from the chair.
"They weren't even Elvis Presley, Donna Noble." he rested a hand on her shoulder. She sat down again.
"Well this is going to be fun," she huffed under her breath. Fun for the Doctor, life impending doom for Donna. Mostly.
The Doctor's eyes moved over the screen. The temperature was normal, but he was sure it had fluxated before. It was warm, and he'd be more likely to tell than Donna would. He turned and seen her face in misery. He decided to cheer her up a little.
"But it is actually a relaxation planet," he started, sitting down next to her. Hugging her from the side. "You can sit down, relax. I can enjoy the differences. Besides it's the last one off the list. I've been to the other two Texas'."
"Two? Isn't Texas Six the sixth Texas"
"Texas Six is the second Texas. Texas U.S.A and Texas Four are the other ones I've been to," he smiled cheekily. "Ahh, prohibition in Texas. Those were the days!"
"What happened to the other four?"
"Donna, just because they've got numbers doesn't mean there has to be six of them. The Texans were a funny species, they only liked the numbers four and six."
"I wish I never asked," she murmurred, quite seriously.
"So if they ask, you're Donna Six and I'm Doctor Four, right? They're slightly hostile." He thought he may as well go with the fourth number, he did look younger than her.
"I said, I wish I never asked," she spoke with a fire in her eye at the Doctor. Hostile and Donna didn't want to mix, in her mind.
"On second thought, Donna, just don't say anything," he added with a gleam. He knew her.
"I SAID! I WISH I," she screamed, intaking more breath for something louder, "NEVER ASKED!"
As she screamed her loudest scream, a note even the Doctor found irritating, the Tardis rocked.
But she couldn't have done that. Although it did cross his mind even just for a second.
"Just some space turbulence," he started, standing up. "I think." He never could be sure. He almost dashed for the scanner, hoping to see something.
"I hope they didn't blow up Texas Four," he moaned in agony. It was a nice planet.
"Why would they?"
"Oh. Didn't I tell you?" he gulped. "They're at war."
Donna's eyes went blank. She didn't feel the urge to scream anymore, she just felt the urge to hit something and the Doctor was closest and she would have but she didn't have the energy to move. Even when she considered moving, she stood up and was thrown back down again.
The Tardis had landed.
"We're here!" There was almost a bit of musical excitement in his voice. Are you ready Donna Noble? he smiled hitting the button for the viewscreen. "This is Texas Six!"
"Looks like Japan," said Donna looking at the viewscreen which looked slightly glassy, as if being looked at through something else.
There were tall buildings and neon lights. Japanese words littered the various screens that passers by were watching. The passers by were all clearly asian but the Doctor knew instantly the majority of them were Japanese.
"It is Japan" He couldn't understand it. It didn't make sense.
"Texas Six is in Japan?" she geniunly asked.
"No, Donna," his eyes widened. "It's not."
The passers by changed. They began to run, run into all the shops and homes that surrounded the area. A few even banged on the Tardis before running for cover elsewhere. But there was no gunfire. Nothing seemed to provoke it.
The Doctor stepped forward to the screen, hoping to see something else. Some clue as to why they were here.
He slowly saw soldiers marching. They paused at a large screen on a black building which clicked on and showed two humans on it. A man stood at the front on the screen, in glasses and a suit, while another, with brownish hair, was sat on a throne behind him, sipping a glass of wine.
"Japan." the voice boomed. "God is smiling on you today. You have committed no criminal acts and therefore no one has been scheduled to die. If you find a criminal, kill on sight. Long live Kira"
The soldiers, like drones, saluted the screen, repeating the phrase "Long live Kira!" who seemed to be the man in the Throne, but the Doctor couldn't tell.
"Kira?" he asked himself, hoping to find some answer in his many years.
"Who?" Donna asked, not having heard the soldier's chants.
"Kira," he answered, not putting much thought into it.
"Aww, that's such a lovely name," smiled Donna. "When I have a kid, and being a woman I may one day, I might call it Kira."
"It's the Japanese for killer," he remembered.
"Well my daughter'll be a bull terrier!" she torted, moving closer to him.
"Donna. You don't, don't, want to mate with a Glifogg. Promise me you'll never do it." He said the words but there was nothing behind them. It was almost as if his mind was thinking one thing and saying another.
"A what?" She had never heard of a Glifogg.
"It's the closest thing to a bull terrier. Eight feet tall, snarls, bad breath. They even have little collars with ickle little bells" The Doctor would usually have smiled upon saying it but nothing crossed his face but intense thought. And it didn't go unnoticed.
"What's wrong?" she asked, placing her hand on his back affectionately.
"The Tardis says this is 2018. Earth or Japan didn't have a dictatorship in 2018, and not one that killed people on a whim. Even criminals. It doesn't feel right Donna. This world doesn't feel safe."
He opened the Tardis door, slowly, and peeked out. They were inside a shop, a bookshop to be precise. It was full of people but they hadn't noticed him or the Tardis. He had already cloaked it when he decided upon Texas Six. He darted into the history section and picked up a copy of "Kira's Kingdom: A timeline of the history of God."
He spoke to himself while entering back into the Tardis, unnoticed. He closed the door and opened the book, flicking through it quickly looking for something. He came across one date in particular. November 5, 2004. The day God vanquished the Devil.
"Look's like we're going back to 2004, Donna!"