Okay, so I'm gonna give some background info. Sam is nine years old currently, so I dunno if her POV is too annoying or anything -that's how it seems to me- but I was trying to channel my inner nine year old. So there ya go.
Anyhow, that aside, cheers for all the reviews Ive had. This is my first time trying a series for a fanfiction, so if you think its bad, please use constructive criticism.
Adios! :D
Prologue Part Two:
Sam tapped her feet on the floor. She still wished she had a pair of trainers. A dark blue trainer struck her on the shoulder. It hadn't hurt, but as Sam looked around suspiciously she could've sworn something was laughing. But the only other person was the Doctor and he was busy being all Captain Picard.
Wait, what if the TARDIS was alive? It seemed like a cheesy thought, like on the old black and white films when people yelled it's alive! at Frankenstein's monster, but it made sense in a strange way. Like having a single trainer appear from thin air. Or it could just be a dream, but Sam was doubting that because it seemed too real. Mad, but real.
The Doctor stood outside talking, but Sam couldn't see who he was talking to. Sam didn't get it- if he wanted to see someone, he could've called them. He lived in a phone box. A police phone box, though, maybe that was different.
Rose Tyler stood staring at the spot where the TARDIS had dematerialized. She felt like she had resigned herself to something she didn't want. The Doctor had shown her a brief snippet of the universe and she had turned it down…
No. She couldn't think like that. "Come on, let's go. Come on. Come on." She said to Mickey.
When she next heard the whoosh of the TARDIS she assumed she had imagined it. Until-
"By the way, did I mention it also travels in time?" The Doctor reappeared in the TARDIS doors, grinning like a kid at Christmas.
Rose made her decision. She turned to Mickey. "Thanks." "Thanks for what?" Mickey asked, confused.
"Exactly."
Rose kissed Mickey on the cheek and ran into the unknown.
Sam was amazed.
It didn't seem real. Like any second she could wake up back in Aunty Gwen's flat, or, worse, wake up in the middle of a Maths lesson.
Sam stood in the green glow of the TARDIS as the Doctor and the pink and yellow girl talked (If she had been surprised by Sam being there she didn't show it, which Sam liked).
"Right then, Rose, Sam, you tell me. Where do you want to go? Backwards or forwards in time. It's your choice. What's it going to be?"
"Forwards." Rose said at the same time as Sam.
"How far?"
"One hundred years." Rose said.
"There you go. Step outside those doors, it's the twenty second century."
"You're kidding."
Sam ran to the doors and peered out. "Looks kinda similar." It looked almost exactly like London, except there seemed to be less traffic. "Have they got hover cars?" Sam asked, wondering if the Doctor would notice if she tried to smuggle one home. "Nah. Bit early for that." The Doctor said, and Sam's dreams of owning a hover car ended as quickly as they began. Sam shut the doors.
"That's a bit boring, though. Do you want to go further?"
"Course! Yeah! Definitely! Time travel!" Sam said enthusiastically, her dream of owning a hover car coming back.
"Ten thousand years in the future. Step outside, it's the year 12005, the new Roman Empire." Sam stood on tiptoes to peer through the top window and caught a glimpse of a purple banner with a gold eagle printed on it.
"You think you're so impressive."
"I am so impressive!" The Doctor said, with mock horror.
"You wish." Rose laughed.
"Right then, you asked for it. I know exactly where to go. Hold on!"
Sam stumbled and grabbed onto the bannister as the TARDIS began to move again.
The TARDIS stopped suddenly, causing Sam to whack into the TARDIS doors.
"Where are we? What's out there?" Rose asked.
Sam swung open the door and slowly walked out, excited, but cautious. She went down a flight of steps and a large shutter in the wall descended to reveal an orbital view of the Earth. Sam was freaked out- she hadn't felt this small before. She barely noticed Rose and the Doctor following out of the TARDIS.
"You lot, you spend all your time thinking about dying, like you're going to get killed by eggs or beef or global warming or asteroids. But you never take time to imagine the impossible, that maybe you survive. This is the year five point five slash apple slash twenty six. Five billion years in your future, and this is the day-"
He paused to look at his watch.
"Hold on."
The sun flared and turned red, like a warning beacon.
"This is the day the Sun expands. Welcome to the end of the world."