Chapter Two

A light years away from Aboma, a blue box hung in the vastness of space rotating softly as a grinding and whiring wheeze echoed from the strange object. A long forgotten artifact, both from the planet it originated and also the planet in which it gained its camoflage, it was out of place everywhere it went and yet strangely ignored. It was indeed a strange sight, as the craft rotated in the shape of a 1963 Police Box a small white light flashing on the top as it wheezed.

Inside was just as otherwordly, a huge room that couldn't possibly fit inside such a small box and obviously went on for miles. A small walkway led to a round platform in the middle of the room with many different stairs leading up and down to different levels of the crafts Control Room. The room was quite dark with very little light except from those coming from odd roundels on the walls of the top level of the room, that looked like a small library or reading room with its white book cases and plush red chair. Many of the books shelves lay empty with its book scattered in piles or heaps around the chair, many of them propped open to different pages as though the occupant had read a section and then went on to read another. Square columns could be seen between each bookcase and roundels seperating the rooms as they looked up to the room giving the room a sort of webbed look. On the roof could be seen a huge rotar with strange writing that rotated as the ship remained static. A hexagonal console sat in the middle of the room connected with a column up to the rotars, a orange light coming from it illuminating the main room with its twisted railings and consoles sat on either side of the main console.

A man stood on the the top level oblivious to whatever was going on in the room around him as he stood at a blackboard scrawling odd calculations on it some of which didn't even look like any language known to man. The man was tall and thin with short curly grey hair that framed his long gaunt face wrinkled with age and the gravitas of years of travelling; despite having this body for a short period of time or rather a short period of time if you measured the passage of time as he did. He stared intensely at the blackboard with his sharp, silvery blue eyes looking closely at every calculation as though every piece of the equation was of the utmost importance, his thick furrowed eyebrows baring down on his eyes as though attacking each problem in front of him, his forehead wrinkled furiously as he concentrated deeply.

"Where do you want to go?!" The Doctor growled in a deep Scottish accent, with a flourish of his hand removing the the piece of chalk he was using away from the blackboard like a showman about to propose a new death defying feat. He spun on the spot running gently across the upper level towards the plush reclining chair at the far end, his dark jacket that led to his thighs flew at the hems as he ran revealing the red lining underneath. His run was rather peculiar his back straight and yet his hands flailing in a rather stiff manner giving him the look of a stick insect. He grabbed a book flicking it open to a random page, "Anywhere you want! We could go to the Lost Caves of Galonix, find them and then lose them again." He threw the book away, ignoring where it had gone and running off towards the stairwell, "Or the Rings of Rotarkon, we could skate across them on spacesuits," he ran urgently down the stairs towards the console were he pulled a monitor screen towards him and began typing data, "Or we could watch Chin-Lo-Fen write a 1,000,000 moons to visit before you turn into a Butterfly."

He typed insanely at the console as though it were all at random, ignorant to the fact that he was in fact; all alone. He continued talking listing the many places he could take his invisible companion, circling the console and pulling levers and cranks until finally he returned to his previous place finally looking up to whoever he thought he was talking to. "So, where to?" he asked nobody, a confused expression crept on his face as he step forward looking around for his companion, "Clara?" he asked shakily his voice tinged with confusion. He stepped back his mouth closing tightly as his eyes falling sadly as realization filled him yet again for the second time in an hour.

She was gone. Just like all the rest; except it always hurt worse when it was first face his face saw. He had lost many friends over the centuries, some he couldn't remember others he always did; each one of them kept safely in his hearts and threatened to burst them as he thought of them. He turned back to the console, the whirring sound echoing and making it seem even more emptier than ever. He looked at the turning rotars deep in thought as a grave sadness filled him, his eyebrows no long on the attack.

"Just me and you now, old girl," The Doctor noted gravely as he patted the console with sad affection as though petting a dog or an old friend, "as it should be. No time for people with wide faces or strange eyes." He began turning the dials and cranking the levers as he inputted his next destination, "lets see if we can top whatever she can come up with."

A loud bang occurred as the time engines of the TARDIS came into operation and the the middle column began going up and down as a wheezing, whurring sound echoed throughout the console room. The lights of the TARDIS flickered on and off from the roundels indicating that flight was occurring as the TARDIS seemlessly flew through the Time Vortex. The Doctor looked up at his 'old girl' with a weak smile, his hands in his pockets and hoping he'd find some excitement where ever he may go.


On the cold snowy plains of Aboma all was silent and still, the storm of the last night long gone and the two suns returned after just a short period of sunset. Night was very often a short period on this planet, giving the occupants with just a couple of hours of proper night time. The silence was broken as a loud whurring, wheezing sound echoed out of nowhere as a blue transparent box came into view suddenly materializing and then dematerializing into view until finally with a bang the Police Box came into being.

The door flew open of the TARDIS and The Doctor's head popped out his beady eyes looking out with intense excitement at the new environment he found himself in. He stepped out slowly observing his surroundings and closing the door behind him and looking around at the white plains of aboma with feirce curiousity. "Strange, I thought a planet with two suns would be more tropical," he said to himself as he looked around spotting a village not to far away, merely a few miles away. "And not a cloud in the sky. Question: Where to begin?" The Doctor asked no one in particular as he stared at the village, "answer: questions."


A few miles away, a snowmobile roared through the now calm snow desert; there was no storm now, no whirlwinds of ice crystals cutting the morning air. There was just an odd summer breeze hitting the cold icicles and the spurting of snow as the mobile crashed through the mounds of snow making a clear route for their return to town.

Gima Sonai, sat in the compartment of the snowmobile looking out at the snowy horizon, somewhat obscured by the barrels of snow shooting up across the window. Although, her green eyes remained fixed on what was ahead she had a far off expression on her face as he mind drifted to a hundred different places. Places she could only dream about and seemed almost so fantastical that couldn't possibly be real; but the products of dreams. As a child, she had wished that she could just take off and fly away to another world and see the stars; fighting space aliens and exploring hidden civilizations caves just like the heroes in her stories. It was why she became a scientist; to discover and explore the nature of the universe, a universe she could only dream of touching.

She looked over at Dr Junn Junnes, her mentor, employer and prestigious scientist of the Abuma University of Science. A balding man with greying hair he sat in the driver's seat a pair of strange looking glasses placed across his eyes, they were red yet had no frame resting against his nose instead being two glass rims suspended by an invisible frame or rather the small bluetooth device resting in his ear. An optic earpiece, it transmitted soundwaves into the red glass rims allowing those with blindness to see like anyone else. Although, despite this the strange weather occurance had meant that Gima had had to do most of the driving as it interferred with the earpiece.

"Nice weather, we're having," Gima joked weakly trying to break the silence that had been tense for nearly two hours since they set off to return to Dr Junnes lab. It was always like this after a stormy night when they go out to get some readings on the weather patterns, mainly due to the winds affecting Junnes earpiece making it hard for him to do his work and affectively making him near useless in the field. Being blind most of his life after contracting a degenerative eye disease, Junnes had had to compensate for most thing nearly all of his adult life and yet he never let it set him back, but there were times when he felt useless and a bit of hinderance. Gima didn't think that though, even without his eyes Dr Junne was an asset to have around when your trying to solve why a planet has suddenly had a drastic ecological change in a short space of time.

"That jokes getting really old," Junnes replied as he stirred his way through the snow, his voice was stiff and yet Gima could see a small smile creeping across his lips.

"Your smiling though," Gima smirked as she saw Junnes trying to fight the laughter. She poked her finger at his cheek stretching his smile further, "See."

"Stop it," Junnes chuckled knocking her hand away, "you're a scientist. Act like one."

They laughed as they drove through the snow, a small moment of happiness that was taken away in an instant with a tiny weak titter of laughter. It was a rare thing these days for many people and Gima grabbed hold of it with both hands. Sure, Junnes was a grumpy beggar sometimes but Gima always knew how to bring out the fun and he always knew how to keep things serious and focused. They were a good team. They were a good family.

Family. She had almost forgotten what it felt like to be so close to someone that it felt almost like being part of a family. She felt the tears well as she felt a pang in her heart as her thoughts went back to the day before the snow came and before the cold took over. She remembered her father and her mother, Hari and Baru Sonai, farmers in the west plains of Armanac. Her father was a kind, hard working man who got up early, earlier even for a farmer to get the produce ready and go off to town enjoying bringing joy to people while her mother, a tough woman who took no nonsense off anyone took her and her brother to work. Six hours of manual labour on the farm along with four hours for normal education; Gimi knew which one she would rather have done. Those four hours when her father came back and taught her of the other planets and histories he had heard from the many space stations were the best part of her day, giving her a sort of super strength to get her work done until it was time for 'school'.

She smiled as she remembered those four hours of work, it was her father who had made her a scientist. He was a simple man with simple pleasures but even he couldn't deny the wonderment of the universe that surrounded them. Her mother never really got her father's obsession with other worlds; but Gima did. At heart, her father was a traveller, an adventurer and an explorer who lived on a small farm with his family and doing day to day work, he never grumbled or complained, he was happy but he dreamed of seeing so much more than the patch of land he'd inherited through his family. He passed those dreams onto Gima and let her off into the world. To see past the farmland.

She bowed her head as she thought her failure. She hadn't seen past the farmlands or left to see other worlds. She had been trapped here. The snow had fallen when she had just started work with Dr Junnes, full of excitement and wonder as the world was open to her and then stopped by the great storm that befell the planet. The snow had haled down trapping families and those out with no refuge to find. Her father had been one of them doing his usual produce dispatch, trapped in his car and buried in a river of snow.

Her father had died bringing food to people, even through a blizzard and no matter how big his dreams were he never left his feet from the ground. She would do the same as well, no matter how big her dreams were she wouldn't let her feet leave this planet until she found out what was going on with the planet. She swore on her father's grave that she would.

"What is that?" Junnes gasped as he squinted his eyes through the wind screen to see a strange shape in the distance obscured by the snow.

Gima squinted her eyes as she too looked out at what Junnes was looking at. "Avril?" she asked unsure as she recognised Avril's snow machine. "What's he doing out here?"

Junnes stopped the engine as the parked a few feet away, both of them jumping out of the snowmobile their feet crunches beneath them as they crash into the snow. They move slowly forward, a weary feeling inside of them as the approached the mobile. It was covered in ice, patches creeping across its metal hide making it look as though it were one with the snow. They had seen this before and knew what they were going to see. It had happened so many times, people getting lost in the snow at night during a storm, people taking a chance just to get home or get some food. They moved closer towards the snowmobile in as brisk a pace as they can.

Gima stopped for a moment as she felt something behind her. She felt a chill down her spine as she stopped. It crawled across her skin, like a sixth sense that danger was here. "Wait!" Gima cried as Junne went to open the door, unaware as the snow crystals float up into the air dancing around in circles, joining together into a huge monstrous snow creature. The monster grabbed Junnes in its hulking arms into a bear hug as he turned. "Doctor!" Gimi screamed as she ran forward to help Junne as he hung helpless in the monsters grip. An explosion of snow shot from the ground as another hulking creature appeared out of nowhere a horrible roar exploding from its crooked mouth. It arms swung for her trying to catch her in a bear hug. She fell to the ground missing its arms by minutes. She rolled over as the monster slammed its fist down at her.

Fear led her and pushed her as she tried to get away, a stark overbearing fear filling her entire body.

She turned to see as Junne was being pulled within the snow monster the crystal flakes sticking to his skin and slithering across his body taking over him. "GIMA! RUN!" He shrieked as he screamed. Gima felt herself go stiff with fear as she watched her friend and mentor being frozen and merged with the strange creature, his body being pulled within it and all she could think to do; was run.

She scurried to her feet as the creatures moved towards her throwing snow behind her as she clawed at the ground to get a footing. She ran through the snow, a harsh stinging in her legs as she pushed through the snow. She ran as fast as she could, her breathing heavy and erratic as she kept going not even knowing where she was heading all she knew she was had to get away. She had to warn people. She looked back for one moment to see if she was safe losing her balance she did missing the hill she was heading towards. She screamed as she fell rolling down the hill bouncing off the snow as she tried to catch herself. She felt a sharp pain as her head hit something as she rolled, an instant dizziness as she fell finally coming to a stop.

She looked as she hit something hard, stopping her fall, her vision dazed and her head spinning into light and dark. She felt her eyes wiegh heavy until she finally passed out. The last thing she saw was a blue box.


Author Note: Strange creatures made of snow? That should be some excitement for The Doctor shouldn't it? Please leave your reviews and come back next time!