So, here I am again with this second chapter. I already had this all written but I had to change some things. I'm not making this a crossover with Doctor Who even though the Tenth Doctor is in this chapter because he's not a character that shows up often. If you don't know what Doctor Who is, just know that it's about a time traveling alien called the Doctor and that the rest of his people, the Time Lords, are dead. :)
Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
Doctor Who (C) BBC
Sailor Moon (C) Naoko Takeuchi
None of this belongs to me except for the concept and the made up people.

I don't even own Sailor Peace and the Secret Senshi. :P Many others have created a Sailor Sun so...it really doesn't belong to me or any of the others who thought of her. :D

Enjoy! :DD

The hum of the TARDIS soothed me into a sense of awareness that, yes, I was still alive. After wandering into a dangerous room in the over-populated-with-rooms time machine, I found myself lying on the grate of which The Doctor called a floor.

And it hurt.

Grates always seemed to hurt, and you think that with my few months on the TARDIS, I would be used to it.

Well, I'm not.

Months ago, The Doctor visited Earth, America, FYI, with three rambunctious companions. Amy, Rory, and River. He helped me out, a little of this, a little of that, and WHAM! He left. But, for months, I kept getting visits from these men named the Doctor. An old man, another old man with black hair, an old man with messy silver hair, a man with a long scarf, a man with celery on his jacket, a man with a question mark on his collar, a man with a question mark umbrella, a man with curly brown hair that made him resemble a woman, a man with big ears, and then the visits stopped. But then, out of the blue, I was granted another visit from this Doctor man, except, this one seemed younger that the rest. He had a companion named Donna. I like Donna. She's fiery, funny, and kind. I also like this Doctor. While the first 10 I met was awesome too, granted, I liked this one, the Tenth Doctor, better. So, it was to this Doctor that told me to come with him.

I was 16.

Now, should a sixteen year old girl travel with a man who claims to be well over the age of 900? No, no she shouldn't. But, what if this Doctor was the same Doctor that saved the Earth, and almost every other planet, from turmoil every day? Yes, it sure does make a difference…even though it shouldn't.

Sighing, I roll over on the grate and inspect my hair which has now been charred off by the flames of a dragon. Yes, I dare say it, a dragon. He has a room filled to the brim with fairytale books. Oh, but not just normal fairytale books. These books have people and places and things that come out of the pages when you open them. And, I picked up a book concerning Barbie's Rapunzel, wondering why the Doctor had a book of Barbie, when out popped a freaking dragon. A dragon that wanted to kill me. And I don't know WHY. I watched the movie…was FORCED to watch the movie, and all of the dragons in the movie were nice. So, WHY, of ALL dragons, was this one the one with temper problems?

Anyways, I had to do something about the dragon so that he wouldn't escape the room, so I grabbed the book, a ladder (Which was miraculously off to the side), and, while dodging flames (trying to but not succeeding), I smashed it over the head while the pages were open.

Never doing that again.

But, eh, at least I can cross that off my bucket list when I write one.

"Eh, Amelia, what are you doing in the floor?" The Doctor says, standing over me and holding his hand out. I take it kindly and pull myself up.

"Ah, nothing in particular." I grumble, heading toward the showers to wash my, now shorter, hair out. It was in a ponytail and at least it burned evenly…

"Why's your hair charred?" He asked.

"Why don't you ask Barbie?" I stated, walking along.

"Barbie? What's she got to do with this?"

"I went into your fairytale room…"

"A fairytale room? Didn't know we had that one…"

"Your dragon owes me an apology."

"I have a dragon?"

"Yes, you ninny."

"That must've been what happened to your hair…sorry…"

"'S alright, Doc, just let me go wash it out and it'll look fine."

So, it wasn't fine.

When I walked back into the control room of the TARDIS Donna gasped and the Doctor looked guilty. I just stood there, wanting to know what was wrong.

"What's wrong?" I asked, sitting on the yellow seat.

"Mills…your hair…" Donna started. The Doctor placed his hand over her mouth and shushed her.

"What about it? Yeah, I ran into a dragon and it charred some of my hair off. But, no worries. It'll be fine." I reassured her.

She swiped the Doctor's hand away.

"Get your hand off, Spaceman! Mills, your hair…it's not just brown anymore."

My eyebrow rose up.

"What?"

I raced back to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror, gaping.

My hair, which had been brown before this whole ordeal, was now a deep red color.

My beautiful hair...

Slowly, I gathered myself and walked back into the control room. Not to say that I didn't like the hairstyle, no, it was really pretty, messy and short to my neck. It wouldn't take long to grow back out. I liked the color, too. It looked pretty.

But:

My ice cold eyes were now light, almost transparent green.

NOT Acceptable!

"How do you…um, like it, Amelia?" The Doctor asked, hiding behind Donna.

"Oh, it's fine. I like the way it layers itself. But-my eyes. They're green!" I panicked.

Donna started laughing.

"Oh, your eyes look beautiful! Even though you were proud of the color before, I suppose you should still be proud of them now"

I straightened up.

"Right." I say, nodding.

Donna smiles and so does the Doctor, slowly.

"Well, Amelia, you still have a beautiful soul…" The Doctor says, trailing off.

For some reason, every time I meet a Doctor, he says I have a beautiful soul. The first time, with eleven, I was creeped out. I thought he was a creeper. But then, he told me something about a girl with a beautiful soul he knew on his planet. She was the soon-to-be guardian of the planet, Princess _. He refused to tell me her name, but, eh, whatever. I liked being compared to a Princess. But, when the first-oh-four Doctors met me and BOWED, I felt a bit mocked. But, oh well, his planet wasn't gone by that time, so he didn't realize that I was only a girl from Earth.

"I suppose it's time to run now…" I whisper as the Viking comes toward us with ferocity.

"Yes, yes, yes, there's no one to save here, just history in the making…" The Doctor stumbled, motioning us in one direction.

Well, let's just say that we DIDN'T make it to the TARDIS.

Bounding Vikings against a scrawny prawn, a ferocious red-head, and a sixteen year old? I had wee faith. But, at least there was SOME faith there, right? Wrong. The Doctor tripped over his converse (own foot), something he says has never happened before. Donna stopped for him, but I kept running. And running. And running. Until I ran into the TARDIs.

Hey, at least they could count on me. I had the TARDIS. I'm sure he has some equipment in there that could help me out.

An Agatha Christie book. A diver's helmet. A glowing rock. Things that would be of no use to me whatsoever. I sighed and, about to close the box, until I felt something cool and smooth with little ridges. It was circular and I felt something sticking from the top. Pulling it out:

A fob watch.

It was silver and had circular designs on it. A language, I supposed. Probably his language, considering he's an alien from a burned planet called Gallifrey. I suppose its Gallifreyan. Wait: there's something in English…

"'Love's gift cannot be given.

It waits to be accepted'

Princess Yuuchiro -."

Huh. Weird. This was the princess of which every Doctor has spoken of. Let's open it and see what happens. Pure silver light filtered all around me and into my body. Shaking harder and harder, I stopped thinking and collapsed, still shaking.

"Where in the WORLD is Amelia?" Donna asked, shaking the bars they were held captive in.

They had found out that the 'Vikings' weren't even Vikings. They were a complex alien race that RESEMBLED Vikings. They were also up-to-date on all technologies, so…metal bars were a go.

"Ah, she'll be fine." The Doctor said, messing with some string, and a screw. They had taken his jacket away, including his sonic screwdriver.

"How do you know?" Donna asked.

"Donna, I'm a time traveler. I KNOW these things." The Doctor said.

"But-" Donna was cut off.

"Donna, I really, REALLY know she's going to be OK. Maybe too Ok."

"What," Donna was cut off by a blinding silver light and the screams of grown alien men.

"I'm Sailor Gallifrey and I'm here to save my friends!"

Several shouts and yells later, there she stood, obviously Amelia.

Her body piece was gray and her skirt was layered in gray, white, and black. Her large bow that adorned her chest was checkered, black and white. A brooch lay in the middle of her bow. It was silver and had Gallifreyan written on it. Her fob watch, apparently, but it was shaped like a star and had a swirl in the middle. Her gloves were white and had golden and silver cuffs at the top. She had boots that ran up to her knees. They were golden and silver and right in the middle of both were little swirls, just like on her brooch. She had a tiara attached to her forehead and it was silver with a white jewel in the middle. On the top of her head was a gray top hat with a gold and white ribbon attached. She had a wand in her hand. It was silver and sparkled as she moved. It was really long and had two orbs in it, one just like her fob watch, the second had a sun in the middle and all of the planets floated around it, including her planet and a peace sign.

And Donna almost fainted.

I knew I was going to have to leave the TARDIS, but I didn't know that The Doctor was going to kick me out, saying I didn't have an option. He placed a dimensional fold in my backpack so that it would end up like his jacket. So that I could pack everything in. Donna was upset. Maybe she was upset that I would have to leave, or maybe she as upset that the Doctor would miraculously do that to her one day. Though, I don't think he would. He loves her. I can tell.

But, now I stood in some mountains in Japan. The Doctor said he would be back for me and that he would be watching for me.

Would he lead me to some house or something? I mean, I was in the middle of a freaking mountain.

Walking along, I heard some loud splashing off to the side. Deciding I would follow it, I walked along. A large waterfall was, well, falling and people in white robes with different colored belts sat beneath the water, their eyes closed. I placed down my backpack and stared, awed. It was amazing! They weren't even flinching as the cold water poured on top of them. I walked over and sat down in the water. I wanted to try it myself. I sat beside a girl with brown hair tied back with rose ear rings. I glanced at her and crossed my legs like her, crossed my arms like her, and closed my eyes like her. While my eyes were closed, I didn't notice her turn her head to look at me inquisitively. Yeah, I knew it was stupid for a small-in-height girl like me, sitting underneath a FREEZING waterfall…but, it was…

"AHHRRGGG!" I screamed after about a minute. It was FREEZING! Even a Time Lord like myself, I was still cold.

The girl beside me stood up with me as I ran toward the trees. I grabbed my backpack and ran fast. I supposed I disturbed them and I didn't want to get in trouble.

"Hey, Kid, wait!" The girl's voice shouted from behind me. I stopped, turning around hesitantly.

She smiled at me kindly, her forest green eyes sparkling. She looked rough, but so did Donna, so I knew better that to say she was 'rough'. Instead, I saw past that and saw kindness and friendliness.

"Hey, what are you doing in the woods?" The girl asked.

I shook my head solemnly.

"I dunno. This is sort of where I was dropped off…"

"Dropped off?"

"Yeah…my…"

"Do you not have parents?" She asked, worry written all over her face.

"Well…no, not really. I was living with some people but they dropped me off here and told me they didn't want me back. Until the time was right..."

She looked as if she was considering something.

"Come with me."

It was old. It was really, REALLY old. Some sort of training…dojo thing. People, obviously, trained there to become stronger. Stronger…it sounded like a starting point. A girl with short to-her-neck blue hair sat on a mat reading a book.

"Oh, Makoto-Chan, you're back!" The girl said, standing up and smiling.

So, ponytail's name was Makoto. Who's this blue haired chick? She reminded me of myself.

"Ah, who's this?" The blue haired girl asked, coming over to me and smiling.

"My name's Amelia." I say politely and I shake her hand.

"My name's Ami Mizuno, nice to meet you, Amelia! You can just call me Ami, if you'd like." She shook my hand back and gave me an even bigger smile. Ah, how I loved nice people.

"Oh, Amelia, I suppose I never introduced myself, huh?" 'Makoto' said, scratching the back of her head, embarrassed.

"Ah, it's OK. From what I've gathered, your name is Makoto, right?" I asked, smiling.

"Well, yeah, my name's Makoto Kino. I…I guess I took you here because you're just a kid and no one's looking after you. So, I will." Makoto said with her hands placed on her hips, smiling with triumph.

Ami and I couldn't help but laugh…me more vigorously than Ami. Did she not realize that I was sixteen?

"Why are you laughing?" Makoto asked, a bit offended.

"Mako-chan, why do you think you can take care of a child?" Ami asked seriously.

"Well, she's older than most children…" Makoto said, trailing off.

"She has a point. I'm 16." I point out.

Ami looked at me quizzically.

"You certainly don't look to be 16." She pointed out.

"I'm shorter than most. Looks can be deceiving."

I didn't tell her that time travel MAY, may have been the cause of it.

Tokyo was awesome. Well, wherever they lived. I didn't ask for specifics. I just know that I'm somewhere in Japan. Riding on the back of a bicycle. Apparently, in Japan, a girl that looks like Makoto would be considered tough and trouble-making. But, Makoto was sweet and understanding. She was a good cook, too. I liked Makoto. Oh, and I liked Ami, too. She was really smart and understanding too. Perhaps I would ask her about Barbie and her dragons from that movie.

Right now, however, I was walking to school. It was different, walking to school. Well, even school its self was a new concept for me. But, alas, I don't mind it. Looking toward the cherry blossoms, I noticed a small grassy hill. Oh ho ho, a place for me to skip school and take a nap. Closing my eyes, I drifted off instantly.

"Hey, get up!" A girl shouted, her eyes growing angry.

Oh, man. What was it this time?

I did not want to get up. So, I didn't respond.

"I said, get up!" The girl shouted louder, more harsh.

I knew I couldn't escape her.

"I don't speak Japanese!" I hollered back in English. Where did that excuse come from?

"Yes you can! No denial!" The girl shouted up at me in English.

Crap. Looks like I'm going to school...

"Why are you even talking to me?" I asked, not giving up.

"Because it's time for school!"

JUST because it's time for school...?

That made me laugh.

When I went to school in America, everyone made fun of my height. When they did, I beat them up. I was never in the same school for more than a couple weeks.

"They don't want me there! I'll start more fights!"

"Then why are you wearing a uniform?"

This made me stop laughing.

"...Listen, when people I don't want to talk to strike up conversations with me, I usually kick them where the moon doesn't shine."

"Obviously they accepted you into the school. So, they want to give you another chance." The girl rolled her eyes.

What? Why's she still talking to me?

"Did you not hear what I just said?"

"I did. And, obviously, I really don't care. You may get the first swing, but I promise, the second will come flying to your face, even harder."

We stared at each other. I understood her better with every second I stared. I jumped up from the hill and smoothed my skirt, plucking grass from my hair.

"I'll race you," I smiled mischievously.

"Alright! What's your name, though?"

"Amelia."

If I stayed behind I would've noticed her eyes opening quickly, as if she was realizing something.

Suddenly, I noticed that the girl was running beside of me, in perfect sync.

Cool.

"You're the Doctor's friend!" She shouted, suddenly.

I stopped and smiled, glad that the Doc was telling people that I was his friend still. Loved him bunches, that skinny man.

"Yes, I am. What do you know about him?" I asked her as we started walking.

"Well, I met him on the bus in America. He was looking for you. He told me something about a beautiful soul or something, and as I got off the bus, he said that my beautiful soul was just like yours." Rose admitted.

I smiled. He's such a creeper!

"Well, I suppose we were destined to be friends, huh?" I asked her.

"Yes, I suppose so!" She says back, smiling widely.

After school, I walked back in the same direction I had come from with Rose. We got the same EXACT schedule. So, we sort of became fast friends.

"Where do you live?" I asked her, wanting to know if it was on my route.

"Do you know that shrine you passed near the cherry blossoms?" Rose asked.

"Oh, yeah, it's the one with a bunch of stairs." I nodded.

"I live there with Rei, the granddaughter of the temple owner. She's my cousin and he's my granddad." Rose said smiling.

"Oh. I don't live anywhere special, I suppose. More like, in an apartment near the temple." I smirked, laughing silently.

"You're English, aren't you?" Rose asked me.

"Oh, well, I was born in D.C, but I was sort of raised by English speaking parents, so I converted." I informed her.

"I came from America, too. I came from North Carolina." Rose informed me.

Interesting.

We got closer and closer to the temple stairs and almost passed them, so deep in our conversation. I bumped into someone, hoping it wasn't someone mean.

Ah, it was Makoto.

"Oh, hi there, Amelia!" Makoto exclaimed, smiling and turning towards me. She grabbed me and gave me a noogie.

"Nice to see you, Makoto," I say, smiling up at her.

"Who's this?" Asked a voice behind Makoto. I looked around Makoto to see a girl with long black hair, beautiful brown eyes, and orient skin. She was a masterpiece. I bowed.

"Hello, I'm Amelia."

She smiled.

"I'm Rei. Any friend of Makoto-Chan is a friend of mine."

"Ah, Rei, is it Ok…to go up and get started on those chores?" Amelia asked the woman.

"Go on up. I'll be up in a few to show you how to get changed in the traditional robe."

"OK, thank you, Rei. I'll see you at school tomorrow, Amelia!" Rose smiled at me, vibrantly, and started for the stone stairs.

"You and Rose-Chan are friends?" Rei asked me.

"Yes, she and I have the same schedule and we've been learning how to cope here together. I just came from another country, too!" I said.

"Well, It's nice to know Rosie-Chan is making friends!" Rei smiled.

I'm glad she's happy that I'm Rose's friend. I'm glad she didn't notice how my hair is almost glued to hide my left eye. I'm glad she didn't judge me for being so small. I'm glad she accepts me.

Not as long as the first chapter but, oh well. :P

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