Chapter 2
"All right!" the Doctor yanked a switch. "The coordinates are set!"
"We better not end up in the middle of some war. Again," Amy Pond crossed her arms.
The Doctor paused and shot her a grin. "Relax Pond, I know what I'm doing!"
"I wouldn't be too sure about that," Rory muttered as the TARDIS sputtered and heaved.
"Eeep!" the Doctor squealed as a spark shot out of the console. Looking sheepishly at his companions, he tweaked his bowtie. "We're supposed to pop in on Mercy- you remember Mercy right? But she just won't cooperate!"
"Maybe she's trying to warn you," Rory suggested.
"Rubbish! It's not like we're going to Kembel!" the Doctor sighed as he was met with blank looks. "Never mind."
Ominous beeping ricochet off the walls, the Doctor slammed a button and the beeping stopped.
"I guess we've landed," Rory slowly let go off the rail, waiting for the TARDIS to lurch.
The Doctor threw the doors open and stepped out into the sunshine.
"Hello!" the Doctor greeted the crowd of curious onlookers enthusiastically. "I'm the Doctor! And this is Amy and Rory! Could you direct me to the Sheriff's office? I mean; I already know where it is. But, I'm trying to make to polite conversation."
"Doctor," a familiar robotic voice boomed.
The crowd stepped aside as a tall cyborg stepped out.
"Kahler-Tek!" the Doctor pumped his fist. "I-"
"Come with me," Kahler-Tek ordered.
The Doctor shrugged and followed him away. Inside the Sheriff's Office, the cyborg led them to a spacious room with a long table in the center. He reached under the table and touched something. The table lit up with dozens of different screens.
"Doctor!" Amy gasped, her green eyes riveted on one of the screens.
"I saw," he replied grimly.
"They don't have to be weeping angels," Rory grimaced. "They could just be, you know, regular statues."
The cyborg lowered in him self into a leather chair. "They are not regular statues. I have run the scans, they are pulsing with vortex residue, but I have found nothing in my database."
The Doctor plopped down in a chair. "Weeping Angels… See, they're trapped in the form of stone angels when someone is looking at them. But, if you even blink, they're coming at you. Let them touch you, and they'll send you back in time and feed off of the energy you cause."
Kahler-Tek sat in silence for a while, musing. Then, he got up from his chair and clumped out of the room.
On Mercy's main street, the Doctor noted positions of each stone angel.
"Isn't it, you know, sorta dangerous to be out with weeping angels on the loose?" Amy asked, her eyes fixed on an angel in front of a jewelry store.
"The angels won't risk discovery as long as there are lots of people around. In my experience, they usually have a master plan. Attacking us now would give them away."
"Doctor," the sherrif said suddenly. "There is another thing. There have been 13 kidnappings. All children. In light of my newly aquired knowledge, I understand the weeping angels have taken them. But, why?"
"It's all part of the master plan," the Doctor stroked his bow tie. "And it's up to us to find out what it is!"
Points to anyone who gets the Kembel reference