"Alright-y, you lot." I turned back around and faced the three humans as they began to lift the Doctor up onto his feet so they could take him back inside. "Does anyone here have a computer or laptop or something of the sort?"
"I've got a laptop back at my flat," Mickey told me.
"Good. Go and get it then," I told him. I gently pushed him towards the direction of the staircase, since we were on the second floor, and took his spot beside the Doctor. Together, Rose and I heaved the Doctor up and wrapped his arms around our necks.
"Why do we need it though?" Mickey asked in confusion.
Without looking back at him, I explained, "Because you heard what the Doctor said about Pilot Fish. Look the word up on a computer and you'll understand. I promise you." Rose and I then started to slowly walk together towards her and her mum's flat with Jackie following along behind us. A moment later I heard the sound of metal clanging as Mickey ran down the steps.
Rose and I took the Doctor back to the bedroom that he had been in earlier and placed him back in the bed. I noticed that there was sweat already forming on the Time Lord's head so I looked over to Rose to let her know, but she was too busy staring down at the Doctor with a strange look in her eye. I inwardly sighed and exited the room to find a washcloth by myself.
When I returned to the bedroom with a wet rag, Rose finally looked up at me as I stepped closer to the bed. As I went to dab the cloth against the Doctor's head, Rose reached out and snatched the cloth from my hand, surprising me and causing me to jump back in pure shock. I blinked at her as she instead went and began to dab at the Doctor's forehead.
"Sorry," she mumbled. "I just thought that I'd do it since I know him better and all."
I bit my lip from saying something to her about that. For one, in life or death situations, does it really matter who helps? Complete stranger or not, I probably know more about medical situations and whatnot better than her. Actually, I probably know a lot more things compared to her. And two, if she really did know, and possibly, cared more for him than I did, why was I the one who went and got the wet cloth? I didn't see her move to help him.
Oh yeah. My vision was already starting to turn slightly red. I was angry with her.
I stood there and watched Rose wet the Doctor's forehead with my arms crossed and my eyes slightly narrowed down at her. She ignored me of course which was good since I wasn't sure how I would've reacted had she tried to continue to talk with me. I never took too well to selfish people. After a few minutes, the front door opened and closed and I felt a presence walk behind me and stop. I already knew that it was Mickey, so I spun on my heel and walked out of the room and past him. I saw the look on his face as he stared at Rose when I passed by. Was that a bit of jealousy?
"Hello, Jackie," I told the woman while pulling out a chair to sit in. She nodded at me from the small opening that led to the kitchen as I then yelled, "Let's go, Mickey! We haven't got all bloody day!" and took a seat in the chair.
"I'm comin'," I heard Mickey mutter as he came into the living room. He took his laptop from underneath his arm and placed it on the desk by me. "Jackie, I'm using the phone line. Is that alright?" Mickey asked Jackie as he opened his laptop and started to plug it in.
Jackie looked up at us before back down to the mugs of tea she had in her hands. "Yeah, keep account of it," she told him. Mickey took a seat beside me and started up his laptop. I tiredly watched him begin to log in as Jackie then placed two mugs in front of us. "It's midnight…Christmas Day," she said. She sounded a bit surprised as if the day went by too fast. Rose then entered the room and took a seat on the couch's armrest. Her mom handed the remaining mug to her daughter and asked, "Any change?"
Rose accepted the mug and held it between her hands. "He's worse. Just one heart beating," she told her mum. Rose blew on her drink before taking a sip. I barely paid her any attention as I forced my eyes to dart between Mickey's laptop and the television which was showing the news. When I heard the man giving the news mention something about the planet Mars though, I kept my eyes glued on the screen.
"Scientists in charge of Britain's mission to Mars have re-established contact with the Guinevere One space probe," the newsman said. "They're expecting the first transmission from the planet's surface in the next few minutes."
Jackie took a seat beside Rose as the three of us continued to watch the television. The screen changed from the newsman to some other guy who was being interviewed by tons of Media. There were words at the bottom of the screen that showed his name was Daniel Llewellyn and he was the Guinevere Project Manager. I turned my chair a bit, with my mug of tea now in my hands, and intently listened to this project manager.
"Yes, we are!" Daniel told the Press after being asked some question. "We're – We're back on schedule. We've received the signal from Guinevere One. The Mars landing would seem to be an unqualified success."
"But it is true that you completely lost contact tonight?" someone from the Media asked him.
"Guinevere seemed to fall off the scope, but it – it – it was just a blip – o-only disappeared for a few seconds. She's fine now. Absolutely fine. We're getting the first pictures transmitted live any minute now. I'd better get back to it. Thanks."
Daniel started to leave the stand when someone else from the Press called out to him, causing Daniel to pause and look back at the person. "But, Mr. Llewellyn!" Daniel glanced over at whoever shouted towards him before leaving the area.
"I don't like the sound of this," I muttered under my breath.
"Why's that?" Rose asked.
I didn't respond as Mickey went, "Here we go – pilot fish!" I turned back to Mickey's laptop screen and took a sip of tea. I gazed at the animated fish video he had on his screen. Rose got up from her seat and moved so she was standing behind Mickey. She placed her own mug down on the table and stared at the screen along with us. "They're scavengers, like the Doctor said. Harmless – they're tiny. But the – the point is, the little fish swim alongside the big fish."
"Do you mean like sharks?" Rose asked him.
"Great big sharks," Mickey told her. "So, what the Doctor means is, we had them – now we get that." And as if to emphasize his point, a huge shark appeared and showed off its huge teeth.
"Something is coming," I told them, causing Mickey and Rose to glance over at me. I ignored their looks when I heard the man from earlier appearing back on screen. I turned my chair again and faced the television as Daniel spoke to the Media.
"…see the classic Martian landscape of rocks and dust-," Daniel said, but was cut off when the screen started to become all static-y. I placed my mug down on the table before walking over to the television. I knelt down to the floor and started to gently tap the sides of it.
"How close?" Rose asked.
"There's no way of telling," Mickey answered. "But the pilot fish don't swim far from their daddy."
"What the bloody hell is this?" I murmured. The screen was still showing some static, but behind all the static some of the video footage from Mars was showing through. I couldn't tell what the footage was, but I could tell that whatever it was spelled out bad news.
"So it's close?" Rose asked.
"Funny sort of rocks," Jackie said aloud.
"That's not rocks," I told her.
"This is being transmitted via mission control and it's coming from the depths of space on Christmas morning," Daniel said as the static on the television slowly started to disappear, turning the movie footage clear.
I slammed my palm against the television once more before leaning back on my hands. I glanced behind me and saw Jackie, Rose, and Mickey now leaning over me as the three of them watched the image grow clear. A loud roar suddenly rang from the television and I quickly looked back at the screen as the three Humans behind me jumped slightly in surprise.
"What was that?!" Jackie exclaimed.
"What was what?!" I shouted. Really? I missed it? When no one decided to answer me, I grabbed the screen and started to shake it in anger. "Show the bloody footage again!" When the television decided to ignore me (of course) I growled deep in my throat and rubbed my temples. "I'll be back," I told them while jumping to my feet. I left the living room and walked into the bedroom that the Doctor was in.
I moved towards the bed and pulled off one of my white gloves as I did so. Somewhere on the floor lay the book that I had been reading earlier, now totally forgotten. I stopped once I was as close to the Doctor as I could possibly get without getting onto the bed with him. I did lean against it though as I moved the palm of my hand towards his forehead. I paused when my fingers were literally inches away from his skin.
Should I?
"No," I sighed. "I shouldn't." I pulled my glove back on and instead pushed back some of the Doctor's hair so I could readjust his wet cloth since it was slipping slightly.
"Krystal, you may want to come and see this!" I heard Rose exclaim.
"I wonder what all the fuss could be about now," I said to myself.
I quickly ran out of the bedroom and looked over Mickey's shoulder alongside Rose. On Mickey's laptop screen were four aliens staring at the screen. I placed a hand on Mickey's shoulder and leaned closer to the screen with wide eyes. One of them must've been the alien that was on the telly earlier that I unfortunately missed. I bit my lip in frustration when I realized that I recognized the species but couldn't remember for the life of me what they were called.
"I've seen these guys before but, bloody hell, I can't remember their name!" I mumbled under my breath.
"Gatz tak ka thaa! Ka zu me fedock, ka zu me Sycorax!" the one down in front said.
"That's their name!" I exclaimed excitedly. "Sycorax!" I then thought about what I knew of the species and grimaced. We are so screwed…
"Have you seen them before?" Mickey asked Rose.
"No," she replied.
Both of them then looked up at me in question. I sighed. "I know of them, but that's pretty much it. Be happy that I remembered their name." My E.T.L. angrily burned my wrist since I just lied a little bit through my teeth. What was I supposed to tell them though? That there was no hope left and everyone on the planet would either become a slave or die? I couldn't do that to them. Besides, everyone'll probably find out soon enough.
"Adzeek. Kwadra fi peloodza. Kwadra fi milzon bor zu pedra kayi…zu bandak. Zu masak jal ban kulja jiyi sykora jak," the first finished.
In unison, all four of them went and exclaimed, "Di-ga gah! Di-ga gah!"
"I don't understand what they're saying," Rose said confused. The laptop screen beeped as the window full of aliens closed. I pulled away from Mickey's shoulder and gazed over towards the direction of the Doctor's bedroom. I noticed that Jackie was looking the same way as me and was biting her lip in thought. "The TARDIS translates alien languages inside my head, all the time, wherever I am."
I snapped my head back over to her with widened eyes. "I didn't know it could translate languages!"
Rose nodded. "Every language that you can imagine it can translate. It can even translate writing for you."
"So, why isn't it doing it now?" Mickey asked her.
"I don't know – must be the Doctor…like he's part of the circuit, and he's…" Rose hesitated but then realization overtook her facial features. "He's broken."
"And you, Krystal?" Mickey asked me.
"Me what?"
"Can't you understand them? The Sycorax? You're an alien, right?"
I frowned down at him and glared daggers, causing him to flinch slightly. My vision started to turn a deep blood red color as I kept my narrowed eyes on him. "Just because I'm an alien doesn't mean I can understand every bloody language in the universe like that." For emphasis I snapped my fingers to help prove my point. "Just like with any language, you need to learn and study it. Pardon me for not studying this one though; I didn't know there was going to be a test."
"I'm sorry?" Mickey asked confused.
"You better be," I snapped back at him. "You basically insulted me. It's like me asking for you to speak French or German since you'll all Humans to me!" Somewhere in the background, the television was showing the news and had some woman talking about how the NATO forces were on red alert, probably from the alien video we just saw. Jackie rushed by me and into the Doctor's bedroom. I rubbed at my face and then pinched the bridge of my nose to calm myself down. Without a word to the two beside me, I trailed along after Jackie and entered the bedroom.
I found Rose's mum kneeling on the floor beside the bed. She was leaning onto the bed as she gazed down at the Doctor with a motherly look. I instantly calmed down and walked forward until I was standing beside her. Jackie didn't even jump when I silently placed a hand on her shoulder in comfort.
"Oh, come on, sweetheart," she told the Doctor. The only response that he gave back was the sound of his ragged breathing. "What do you need? What is it you need? Tell me." After a few moments of nothing but the Doctor's breathing, Jackie looked up at me with a sad frown. "What do we do now?"
I sat down on the edge of the bed next to the Doctor's legs and gently squeezed Jackie's shoulder. I gave her a soft smile but my eyes gazed at the Doctor's troubled sleeping face. "The only thing we can do, Jackie," I murmured. "We wait."
It had been a few hours and Jackie had her head lying on the Doctor's bed, using her arms as a pillow as she slept. I had been dozing off and on throughout the night, and somehow I must've slid off the bed since my back was now leaning against the bedside. I went to open my eyes, since sunlight was starting to peek in through the curtain, but paused when I heard Rose's voice coming from the doorway. I kept my eyes closed and quietly listened to the blonde speak.
"The Doctor wouldn't do this – the old Doctor, the proper Doctor. He'd wake up. He's save us," she said.
"You really love him, don't you?" Mickey then asked.
I finally decided to crack my eyes open and look up at the two of them. Mickey had Rose wrapped in his arms while her head was placed on top of his shoulder. Since he was facing me, Mickey saw me before Rose, but he didn't say anything.
I slowly stood to my feet and crossed my arms. "I'm quite disappointed in you, Rose."
Said girl pulled out of her friend's hug and turned to look over at me. "What are you talking about?" she asked puzzled.
I gestured towards the Doctor as I said, "The faith you have in him is horrible."
She frowned at me and I spotted a few tears glistening in the corners of her eyes. "Watch your mouth, Krystal. You don't know what you're talking about."
I frowned back. "No, Rose. You're the one who has no idea what you're talking about. When I came to Earth twenty years ago, I met this amazing man. He told me he knew this guy who went by the name of the Doctor and that the Doctor could maybe help me with my problem," I told her. "For six years he and I stayed together. We became best friends. We were so similar, and yet so different. And throughout those six years, he told me all he knew about the Doctor."
"How could he know so much about the Doctor?" Rose asked in slight disbelief.
"Because he once travelled with the Doctor," I explained. A soft smile came onto my mug as my best friend's face appeared in my mind. It had been fourteen years since I last saw him. I hope he's doing well. "Anyway, Rose, my point is, I know a lot of things about the Doctor that you could never dream of. One of these things being the fact that this sick man lying in bed is indeed, and always will be, the Doctor. Or the proper Doctor as you put it. He might look different, he may act different, but no matter what Regeneration he is in, the Doctor will always be the Doctor."
Rose looked like she wanted to say something back, but she stopped herself when we heard a woman's frantic voice in front of the flat. She and Mickey shared a quick look before they dashed towards the door. Rose yanked it open and together she and Mickey stepped outside. I sighed, gave one last glance towards Jackie and the Doctor, before following after them.
"What is wrong with you?!" the woman outside exclaimed to the man beside her. He ignored her as he continued to walk. He seemed as if he were in a trance from what I could read from his facial expression. "Jason? Jason?"
"Sandra." The woman turned and looked over at Rose who had spoken. I pushed past all three of them and moved so I was just ahead of the man known as Jason.
"He won't listen," Sandra told Rose and Mickey. "He's just walking. He won't stop walking. There's this sort of light thing. Jason, stop it."
Sandra started to trail along behind us as I pressed a few buttons on my E.T.L. and scanned Jason's body for alien activity while I walked alongside him. When my alien locator started to beep in warning, different methods of alien control flashed through my mind. There are so many ways of controlling people during my time, but which ones would've been around today and could control mere humans?
"Oh, I know," I mumbled. I grabbed Jason's hand as we started to walk down the steps, earning a strange look from Sandra who was still trying to get him to stop walking. I moved my wrist a bit until my E.T.L. was touching his pale skin. I then pressed a button on my E.T.L. and waited a moment before releasing Jason's hand.
"What did you do?" Sandra asked. She grew more worried when she saw the small prick in Jason's hand and the blood that was coming out of it. "What did you do to Jason?!"
I grinned at her and scanned the screen of my alien locator. "Blood sample. No worries." Before she could continue to question me, I darted ahead of her and Jason, down the steps, and to the crowd of people who were walking in a trance down the street and towards the apartment's roof.
"Where are you going, Krystal?" Rose shouted to me. I looked up at her with a wide smile and found her leaning over the railing, giving me a surprised look.
"Just need a few more samples!" I shouted back. Rose and Mickey shared a similar look before both rushed after the people of the building who were heading towards the roof. I grabbed at least five other people, two of them being children, and pricked all of their hands.
After I got my last sample, I pushed past everyone and ran back to the Tyler's home. When I ran into the living room, I found Jackie in the kitchen tiredly making a few mugs of tea. "Hello, dearie," she told me. "Would you like a cup?"
"No, thank you, Jackie," I responded. "But I have a serious question."
"Ask ahead then."
"May I get a quick sample of your blood?"
She blinked at me and I'm actually quite surprised that she didn't drop the mug in her hand from shock. "Why?"
"Please just trust me, Jackie," I begged her. "It'll only take a second. I have a theory but I need to make sure I'm correct about it before I tell you all!"
Rose's mum hesitated, but she held out her hand for me in the end which I gladly accepted. I gave her an encouraging smile as I pressed the button on my E.T.L. that I had been pressing for the past five minutes. Jackie flinched from the slight prick, but she didn't say anything about it.
"Is that all you need?" she asked me after I pulled away from her. She pressed two of her fingers against the prick in her hand to try to stop the bleeding.
I nodded. "Yes, Jackie. Thank you very much. All I need is one more sample and I can let you all know if I'm correct."
"What's your theory so far then?" Jackie asked me.
"I think the Sycorax are using blood control, but I'm not entirely sure. I'm going to need one more sample before I will definitely know. I'm just gonna have to wait here until Rose and Mickey get back."
"Why can't you use your own blood as a sample?" she asked.
I sat down on the couch as I continued to look through everyone's blood sample that I took. The first six that I took were all A-Positive while Jackie's was not. "It's complicated," I told her. "If the Sycorax are using blood control, then the blood they have would have to be human's."
"So you are alien?"
"Like I just said, Jackie. It's complicated. Very hard to explain," I answered.
"But you aren't human though," she stated.
I ran a hand through my hair as the front door burst open and Rose and Mickey ran into the room. "Not entirely, Jackie."
"You would not believe what's happening outside to everyone!" Mickey exclaimed to Jackie. Without a word, Rose went straight to the television and turned it on for any news updates. I stood up from the couch, grabbed Mickey's hand, and took a blood sample from him. He yelped from the pain and rubbed his hand as soon as I pulled away from him. "What was that for?"
"Like I already told you two," I said. "Blood samples. Trust me."
"Krystal believes that the people out there are being controlled by the aliens by blood control," Jackie explained.
"Look at the telly everyone," Rose told us quietly. I flopped back down on the couch while Jackie and Mickey moved over beside Rose and watched the television along with her. I kept the screen in my vision using the corner of my eye as I waited for my E.T.L. to bring up Mickey's blood sample.
"Who's that?" I asked them all. There was a woman on screen sitting at a desk with her hands folded on top of the desk that she sat at. Two Great Britain flags stood on either side of her and a picture of the Queen of England sat on the desk. She looked quite serious with the expression she wore on her face as well as the outfit she had on.
"It's Harriet Jones. She's our Prime Minister," Jackie explained.
"How do you not know that?" Mickey asked.
"I just came to England a few months ago," I told him. "I don't exactly pay much attention to what all is happening around here."
"I met her once before," Rose explained. "She helped the Doctor and I save the planet from the Slitheen."
We all then quieted down when Harriet started to speak. "Ladies and gentlemen, if I may take a moment during this terrible time. It' hardly the Queen's speech. I'm afraid that's been cancelled." Harriet looked off to the side and asked, "Did we ask about the royal family?" She remained silent for a moment as she received her answer to her question. Her frown deepened after getting it and she said, "Oh." Harriet's head turned back to the camera as she continued. "They're on the roof."
I turned back to my E.T.L. and noticed that Mickey's blood finally came up. Just like Jackie, he did not have A-Positive blood. "I was right," I told them. "It's blood control."
"But, ladies and gentlemen, this crisis is unique, and I'm afraid to say it might get much worse. I would ask you all to remain calm. But I have one request – Doctor…if you're out there…we need you. I don't know what to do. If you can hear me, Doctor – if anyone knows the Doctor, if anyone can find him – the situation has never been more desperate." As the Prime Minister spoke, Rose quietly left the room and headed towards the Doctor's bedroom. "Help us. Please, Doctor, help us. God help us." The emergency broadcast then disappeared and Mickey turned on the television. Jackie hurried after her daughter when Rose's crying echoed out to us.
Mickey and I awkwardly looked at each other as we heard Rose say, "He's gone! The Doctor's gone. He – he left me, Mum. He left me, Mum."
"It's alright," Jackie told her daughter. "I'm sorry."
The glass behind me then shattered and I dropped to the floor covering my head while everyone screamed from the shock. I locked eyes with Mickey one last time before he ran out of the room. I saw the front door open while Jackie and Rose called my name in concern.
"Don't worry; I'm fine!" I told them. I army crawled over to them and didn't stand up until I was right next to both Tylers.
"What was that?" Jackie asked.
"Sonic wave," I explained. "From the Sycorax's ship. It must've just hit the atmosphere."
Rose pulled out of her mum's arms and ran out the door after Mickey. Jackie soon after followed. I sighed and decided to trail along. Outside, and down on the street, the Tylers along with Mickey, and several other Humans nearby, were all staring up at the giant spaceship that was looming over top of us all. The ship was decent sized. I've seen much bigger though.
As soon as the spacecraft stopped moving, Rose frowned and ran back towards the stairs. Mickey ran after her leaving Jackie and me no choice but to follow them. Once we all were back inside, Rose said, "Mickey, we're gonna carry him." She entered the bedroom that the Doctor was lying in and pulled the covers right off his body. Mickey followed her into the room and I leaned against the doorframe with crossed arms. "Mum, get your stuff and get some food. We're going."
"Well, where to?" Mickey asked. Jackie squeezed by me and into the room with a surprised look.
"The TARDIS," Rose explained as she and started to pull the blue dressing gown onto Doctor. "It's the only safe place on Earth."
"What are we gonna do in there?" Jackie asked her daughter.
"Hide," Rose replied back. Both of my eyebrows shot up at how eager Rose was to the idea of hiding. I figured that she was stronger and braver than that.
"You're kidding me," I told her.
"Is that it?" Jackie demanded.
"Mum, look in the sky. There's a great big alien invasion and I don't know what to do, alright?" she said. "I've travelled with him and I've seen all that stuff, but when I'm stuck at home, I'm useless. Now, all we can do is run and hide and I'm sorry. Now, move." As soon as Jackie then left the room, Rose looked back up and stared at me. "And, Krystal, I don't want to hear a word from you. So far you've been a great help, but unless you can figure out what our next move is, stay out of the way. Come on, Mickey!" she told us. Mickey glanced at me before rushing forward to help Rose get the Doctor out of bed. I huffed with annoyance and spun on my heel. I stormed out of the Tyler's home and rushed down the steps and to the TARDIS.
I leaned against the blue wooden time machine's doors for a few minutes until Rose and Mickey finally appeared carrying the Doctor. Jackie came after them and I quickly rushed forward to help her after she dropped some of the bags that she was carrying. She thanked me and together we walked into the TARDIS after Rose and Mickey.
I blinked around in surprise at the size of the inside of the TARDIS. I had been warned that it was bigger on the inside, but I had no idea that it was this big! "Just look at the size of this place! Oh Goddess, what a beaut she is!"
"No chance you could fly this thing?" Mickey asked Rose as he and she carried the Doctor farther into the TARDIS. "Not anymore, no," Rose told him.
"Well, you did it before."
"I know, but it's sorta been…wiped out of my head, like it's forbidden," she explained. Jackie and I placed the bags down on the floor off to the side while the two of them placed the Doctor down as well in the same fashion. I kinda felt slightly bad for him. "If I try it again, I think the universe rips in half."
"Ah, better not, then," Mickey stated.
"Maybe not," Rose said as she leaned against the TARDIS's console.
"So, what do we do – just sit here?" Mickey asked frustrated.
"That's as good as it gets," Rose told him.
"Right, here we go – nice cup of tea," Jackie said. I looked back over from Rose towards her and saw her with a thermos in her hands. I couldn't help but smile. Even in a crisis, the Brits have their tea with them.
Apparently Rose thought the same thing. "Mm, the solution to everything," Rose muttered.
"Now, stop your moaning," Jackie angrily told her. "I'll get the rest of the food." She handed Mickey the black thermos and ran out of the time machine.
I sat down on the floor beside the Doctor and carefully placed his head in my lap so he could at least be in a little bit of comfort. "Tea," Mickey said. "Like we're having a picnic while the world comes to an end, which is very British." I snorted in laughter while I kept myself occupied by brushing the Doctor's hair back and out of his eyes. Seeing though that Mickey wasn't getting the response he wanted out of Rose, he turned to the television screen and asked, "How does this thing work? 'Cause if it picks up TV, maybe we could see what's going on out there." Mickey placed the thermos and its lid off to the side as he started to mess with the console screen. "Maybe we've surrendered. And what do you do to it?"
Rose moved over beside him. "I don't know. It sort of tunes itself." She pressed a few buttons, making a beeping sound, and pulled back.
A few minutes later, I was still on the floor and Mickey was still trying to figure out how to work the television screen. "Maybe it's a distress signal," I suggested.
Rose looked bored with her elbow on the console and her chin relaxing on top of her palm. "Fat lot of good that's gonna do."
"Are you gonna be a misery all the time?" Mickey demanded.
"Yes," she told him point-blank.
"You should look at it from my point of view – stuck in here with your mum's cooking," Mickey stated.
"Where is she?" Rose suddenly asked.
Mickey shrugged while I placed the Doctor's head back on the floor and rose to my feet. I brought my arms above my head to stretch out my back and jokingly said, "I hope she didn't get lost."
"I'd better give her a hand. It might start raining missiles out there." Rose maneuvered around the console, the Doctor, and me and walked over to the TARDIS's doors.
"Tell her anything from a tin – that's fine," Mickey quickly shouted over at Rose. He grabbed the thermos and started to walk around the TARDIS's console and over to all the bags on the floor.
"Why don't you tell her yourself?" Rose asked.
"I'm not that brave," Mickey said with a grin. I chuckled and leaned against the console with crossed arms.
Rose looked back over at Mickey when she was right in front of the doors. "Oh, I don't know." She then smiled as she opened the doors and started to step out.
Not even a second after she left the TARDIS, we heard her let off a loud scream. Mickey dropped the thermos, spilling the tea, and rushed towards the door. I stayed behind since I figured someone had to look after the unconscious Time Lord. "Rose?!" he shouted with worry.
"Get off!" Rose exclaimed. "Get off me!" I watched through the still opened TARDIS doors as she got dragged along by one of the Sycorax. I groaned at the realization that we were in the alien's spaceship. Mickey rushed after Rose when she suddenly shouted back at him, "The door – close the door!" Mickey and I immediately rushed towards the doors and together shut them, him pushing while I pulled.
With the doors closed now, I couldn't see anything whatsoever that was happening outside of the TARDIS, but I was able to hear everything.
"Get off!" Rose shouted.
"Leave her alone!" Mickey exclaimed.
I pressed my ear against the door and strained to hear what was all going on outside of the doors.
"Yas vil!" one of the Sycorax yelled.
"Rose. Oh! Oh! Rose," I heard the voice of Harriet Jones say. How the bloody hell did she get aboard the ship?! There was then what sounded like a bit of scrambling before Harriet told Rose, "I've got you! My lord. Oh, my precious thing. The Doctor – is he with you?"
"No," Rose replied. My eyes widened at that. Yes the Doctor was passed out on the floor, but he was here with us. Why did she say so otherwise? "We're on our own."
Behind me I suddenly heard a bit of electricity crackling and I spun around and saw a bit of steam wafting out of the grated floor. I didn't think much of it at first, but then my E.T.L. started going haywire as Regeneration energy spilled from the Doctor's lips. My eyes widened, but I stayed where I was when I heard the Sycorax from earlier start to speak again.
"Vos koonik del panja zu krimit tak saya. Vol…kufa zu prendis," he said.
There was then another voice who spoke and I realized that he was translating the alien language. "'The yellow girl – she has the clever blue box. Therefore, she speaks for your planet.'" I grimaced at the idea of Rose speaking on the act of Earth, knowing instantly that we were all doomed.
"But she can't," Harriet said.
"Yeah, I can," Rose told her.
"Don't you dare," Mickey warned her.
"Someone's got to be the Doctor." At Rose's words, I couldn't help but look back at the Time Lord. Even though he had had Regeneration particles come out of his mouth, he was still passed out on the floor. I shook my head and pressed my ear against the door again.
"They'll kill you," Harriet told her.
"Never stopped him," Rose said. There were a few seconds hesitation, where I heard crowds of Sycorax cheering somewhere in the ship, before Rose started to speak on behalf of Earth. This ought to be good. "I-I, um…I address the Sycorax...um…according to Article 15…of the Shadow Proclamation." I blinked. She knew Article 15? "I command you to leave this world…with all the authority of the Slitheen Parliament of Raxacoricofallapatorius and, um…the Gelth Confederacy…as, uh…sanctioned by the mighty Jagrafess and, ooh, the – the Daleks." I shuddered at the name of the Daleks. I've never seen one, and hopefully never will, but I've heard much about them. "Now, leave this planet in peace! In peace. Mm."
I hit my head against the TARDIS's doors as all of the Sycorax started to laugh at Rose. "You started off good, Rose, but then you just went all downhill from there…," I muttered.
"Zug an gan frak jil ay," the Sycorax, my guess the chief/leader, told her.
Translator boy then translated, "'You are very, very funny.'"
"Zug an chak chifuki!"
"'And now you're going to die.'"
At Translator boy's words, Harriet shrieked, "Leave her alone!"
"Don't touch her!" Mickey shouted.
"Leave her alone!" Harriet exclaimed again.
"Zu gas gil fayna…" the chief began.
Translator boy started to translate the Sycorax's words as the alien spoke. "'Did you think you were clever…with your stolen words?'"
"Gora ve Sycorax!"
"'We are the Sycorax. We stride the darkness,'" Translator boy said. He continued as the chief started to speak again. "'Next to us, you are but a wailing child. If you are the best your planet can offer as a champion…'"
"Then your world will be gutted…and your people enslaved," the chief finished in English along with Translator boy. I gasped in shock at the words that had come out of the chief's mouth.
"Hold on," Translator boy said. "That's English."
"He's talking English!" Harriet exclaimed in disbelief.
"You're talking English," Rose told the Sycorax.
"What the bloody hell?" I mumbled.
"I would never dirty my tongue with your primitive bile!" the Sycorax told them all.
"That's English. Can you hear English?" Rose asked.
"Yeah," the other Humans told her.
"Yeah, that's English," Mickey agreed.
"Definitely English," Translator boy told her.
"I speak only Sycoraxic!"
"If I can hear English…," Rose began. "Then it's being translated…which means it's working, which means…," she trailed off at the same time that I felt a hand wrap itself around my shoulder. I froze and slowly looked up into the brown eyes of the Doctor.
"How?" I asked confused. "What finally woke you up, Doctor?"
The only reply I received from him was a smile and a wink before he then, with one arm still wrapped around my shoulders mind you, opened the TARDIS's doors. Outside of the police box's doors, Rose and Mickey wore faces identical to mine.
The Doctor just grinned at everyone and asked, "Did you miss me?"