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Chapter Two

"How is your leg?" Amy asked, after she had wrapped it with a make-shift bandage made from the Doctor's shirt sleeve. Amy had first suggested his bow tie but he said he felt naked without it.

"It still hurts but at least the bleeding has stopped" Hannah replied. Hannah was now lying on the floor with her leg elevated on a small box.

"Why are they here?" the Doctor asked himself again. He was feeling restless because he couldn't do anything. The basement was almost empty. It was a small, brick room with a furnace and what looked like Christmas decorations in boxes.

"The Angels look for power sources, right?" Amy asked "So why would they be looking in a farming town?"

"I... wait" the Doctor thought aloud "You mentioned some mines?"

"Yep" Hannah replied "This town was first settled by cobalt miners, but it has been abandoned for centuries."

"A cobalt mine?" the Doctor mused "Maybe they dug too deep and found something that was buried. Oh no"

"Oh no?" Amy and Hannah replied.

"Don't say that" Amy ordered "That means something bad."

"It is bad" replied the Doctor "The legends of the Weeping Angels speak of a Mother Angel, who was buried deep within an unknown planet. She is the mother of all the Angels."

"What's so special about her?" Amy asked.

"On most Weeping Angels, their wings are mostly decorative" the Doctor explained and then said "Basically, she can fly."

At that moment they heard a knocking at the door.

"Can statues knock?" Hannah asked.

The Doctor didn't reply but pointed his sonic screwdriver towards the thick wooden door.

"It's OK; no Angels are behind the door."

"I know that" called a voice from the other side "Or I wouldn't be standing here."

"Ricky?" the Doctor asked.

"It's Mickey" an angry voice replied "How do you still not remember?"

The Doctor opened the door to reveal a young, dark skinned man holding a large, futuristic rifle in his hand.

"Those Angels are tough cookies" he said as he walked into the small basement. "Also, after we beat them we should go back in time and pick up Martha, she left some coordinates on a rock outside of town. She also wrote 'it happened again' maybe you can explain?"

"We had a run in with the Angels back in England, ended up stuck in the past."

"How many women have you travelled with?" Amy asked jealously.

"Do I ask you how many people you have travelled with in a car or a bus?" the Doctor retorted.

"He's a bit touchy, isn't he?" Mickey teased "You get used to it. These Angels are something else though, I used to think Daleks were bad but at least you can kill them."

"Um..." Hannah said shyly "How is this helping, we need to make a plan."

"Wait a second" Mickey interrupted and turned to the Doctor "You changed your face again."

"Your quick on the uptake" Amy commented sarcastically.

"It's dark and I've just run half way across town" Mickey defended.

"Yes, I change my face, I'm old and vain" the Doctor stated "Moving on. Mickey, drop the rifle, it won't help and can only slow us down. We'll give Hannah a few more minutes and make a quick dash for the TARDIS."

Mickey reluctantly dropped the rifle while Amy helped Hannah to stretch her legs and prepare for their TARDIS sprint.

"Behold, the mother is arriving."

Outside the abandoned cobalt mine, two rows of Weeping Angels stood, hands over their eyes, waiting for their Queen. Unseen by anyone (except the omnipresent television viewers) a Weeping Angel in a long, flowing dress glided slowly out of the abandoned mine and landed softly among her children. Her children slowly lowered their hands from their eyes. In her presence they were no longer stasis locked and could move freely, like any other creature.

"Thank you, my children, and welcome, to the Age of Angels."

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