Hello there! Sorry that this chapter is a bit short! I've been busy (Busy means procrastinating) But here it is! Thanks for reading and do me a quick easy thing and review my story, it'd mean a lot to me!
May the Force be with you fellow Time Lords,
Emily
"Angels. Stone angels. Weeping by chance?" The Doctor rambled. The two of them had nearly been walking for an hour, down the lengthy streets and slowly nearing the cathedral in the center of town. One that Victoria knew very well but she didn't want to say how exactly.
"Weeping? I don't know, I didn't look long enough, I mean they're statues, made of stone. It was a while ago, might have had wings, I don't remember." She muttered running up beside him. The laces of her sneakers caught under her feet every once in a while causing her to half trip before catching herself.
In the center of the street standing tall and glimmering in the bright sun above it was a church larger then any Victoria had ever seen. Instantly before Victoria had even gotten a chance to say a word the Doctor was running up to the door, sonic screwdriver in hand. "Um Doctor, what the hell are you doing…?" she muttered.
"Tell me Victoria, ever scene any stone angels around town here?" The Doctor muttered as the church doors flew opened.
Standing neatly in a row was a group of five stone angels stood staring back at them. Each had their own malicious growl formed in cement. The Doctor grabbed Victoria's wrist and with a near childish grin he said, "RUN!"
After a near half block run and a infinite number of "Shit!" from Victoria, The Doctor and herself were hiding behind a small office building down the road.
"What the HELL was THAT?" Victoria hissed. Her sapphire blue eyes turned to slits and she looked over at the Doctor.
"Weeping Angels. Although at first they were called the Lonely Assassins, been here since nearly the beginning of time-"
Victoria nearly slapped him. "What the HELL? What are you even saying? Weeping Angels, how drunk are you?" The Doctor seemed shocked, "No! Tried getting drunk before. Terrible experience. Don't recommend it."
She rolled her eyes leaning down before grabbing something out of her left boot.
"Well how the hell do we get rid of those creepy ass things? I got shit to do!"
The Doctor sighed. A knife? A steak knife and an intolerable sixteen-year old. This'll be fun.
"The don't die." He smirked. Victoria's scowl faded, "What…?"