So I told you my story. The story of how we met, a mere teenage girl and a great TimeLord of a man, brought together in a very fairytale like world.
Well it was Mother's Day that…er would you say that night? That evening…It was a time machine you really can't place dates on things. So he said we'd go get my mother something nice. My mom was a bead person, really liked making bracelets and necklaces and stuff. Moon rock, he had decided, would be…fun.
I stared at the TARDIS doors and he stared at me. Coming up behind me,
"Well…" he said, "Your dream."
"Can't blame me for being scared." I muttered looking up at him. He sighed,
"Silly little-"
"Human child, yeah yeah." I muttered, "You diss us humans all the time, but you continue to save us and praise us when we do well, and take us with you." I said walking to the door. I peaked out, "Should I expect something exciting? Something going to jump out…and like…eat my face?"
"No…"
"No…Hath? Clones?" I asked curiously.
"Nope-ity nopples." he said coming up behind me with his hands shoved in his pocket.
"Nopples?"
"Don't ask."
"I'll use that." I said jumping outside. The moon was not very…moony. It was like Earth almost. I glanced around, "When are we?" I asked.
"Ah, good way to state a question." he grinned, "We're on the Moon in the year 4000, seeing as you little nippers reached for the stars, you created stable living establishments on the Moon, gravity contained and oxygen to breathe." he closed the TARDIS door behind him.
"That's no fun." I jumped up and down, "I was hoping for moon hoping." I sighed, landing flatly like I hadn't jumped at all. I glanced up at the sky, "Well…where are the civilized people and such?" I glanced around the deserted area that looked like a market place.
"Good question…" he muttered, walking forward ahead of me, "Pretty sure you guys were thriving out here." he scratched the back of his head, "Wonder…" he glanced at his watch. I looked over the displays hearing a faint music. It sounded…German…until I go closer…I recognized the song in German, but suddenly it sounded English.
I know a pretty rave girl…
I paused, slightly confused.
"Doct-" I felt myself fade out of control of my own movements "-tor…"
"Bryanna?! Where are you!?" he called out to me, but I couldn't respond, what was wrong with me. I was walking on my own, and nothing seemed to be able to stop me. The Doctor bounded around the corner, "Bryanna where are you going, stop. Stop right there." I didn't I continued, I couldn't control my own body.
I know a pretty rave girl…
I did the unthinkable, delivering a swing against my own will to the Doctor's face. He thankfully dodged, and noticed the dead look in my eyes. I was consciously aware of what I was doing, I just…couldn't stop it! I raised another hand, delivering a punch to his hand that lay open to take the blow, twisting my arm behind me.
"Sorry!" he said pinning me down. There was a sudden ringing in my ear, and the raving music stopped. I winced as the other ear was freed, "There, brain control connection disconnected." he got off me. I sat up,
"I almost punched you! I'm so sorry!" I covered my mouth. He patted me on the head,
"Mind control means you can't control the mind or actions the mind may cause." he said, "It's okay." he assured me. "But now…to find where everyone else is."
"See it's never just a simple run out with you." I muttered, "And if it is, it's a very rare and lucky one." I muttered very grudgingly. This was out of my hands, I was glad to be here, but death and danger were things I feared. I walked behind him as he ran the sonic screwdriver over the pegs holding up some of the tents in the market. I kept my hands cautiously close to my head in fear that maybe my mind may be taken over again by the strange creatures that were singing the pretty song…er… if they were creatures. I was really just assuming that they were.
"No one…everyone's gone from here." he said glancing around. He glanced up, "Ah." he said. I glanced at him,
"Ah? Ah wha- Oh." I looked over too, noticing a large circus tent. I was never a fan for the circus…Voices were erupting from inside, and I had a slight feeling that this was not a good circus. "Doctor I have a really bad feeling about this…"
"Aw, bad feeling? Don't ya like a circus, Bryanna?" he asked grinning, holding his hand out to me. To be honest I really didn't like circuses, let alone creepy moon circuses. But I was already taking risks, why would one more kill me…never mind.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked, following beside him, staying quite close to his side, I had a nag for bad feelings and this was a big one. I looked at the Doctor as we stepped in, people were cheering, wanting the clowns, oh clowns…I hated them personally, and they were slightly terrifying with the make-up and overly happy and optimistic attitude. Ugh, just the thought of them now makes me shudder. I followed close behind, still wishing we would have turned around and left, but you know the Doctor, onward!
"Hello…er…excuse me!" he tried to grab someone's attention. Were they all clowns here?! Really?! I turned in circles, trying to avoid getting run over by a clown on a unicycle. What the hell was this? I stopped, a clown facing me right in the face, a smile creepy enough for a horror movie.
"You're up." he said, grabbing my arm. I shook my head,
"Oh no, I'm not part of the act." I said trying to pull away, but he was much stronger then me, "D-Doctor!" I cried. But he was out of earshot, "Here we go…" I muttered, being dragged off. Suddenly I couldn't see, it was dark, and I was shoved forward. Where was I…?
"Next up!" the deep voice rang, "Talent from beyond the stars, very own, one hundred percent human, Bryanna on the tight wire."
"Ring man say wha?" I said pausing briefly to look down. Which was a bad idea, because I was already balancing on the tight wire without even knowing it, my heart plummeted. "DOCTOR!" I screamed, trying carefully to keep my balance, which wouldn't last long.
"Come! Walk! Walk!" the crowd started cheering, when I told myself I wanted a career in show business, this was the LAST thing I wanted.
"Bryanna?!" The Doctor shouted from bellow me. I was shaking, and I already felt myself begin to fall, the crowd's gasps were only replaced by laughter as I hung upside-down from the tight wire, legs twisting wildly with the rope, desperate to keep from falling.
"Doctor!" I yelped, wishing now that I had actually started to work out, because then I'd just pull myself up.
"Bryanna! Jump!" I noticed underneath me he had pulled a trampoline…fantastic…now I just had to make sure that I didn't go SPLAT. I released the rope, feeling myself falling. I didn't like it.