Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who or any of the characters related to the programme. The only things I own in this fanfic are Kriya and the Kriyan tribes.

A/N: Again, not an amazingly long chapter I'm afraid. But hopefully the next will be longer. I won't be updating for a while due to important GCSE exams which will decide if I can study the subjects I want to next year. Please bear with me. Until then, enjoy this. I may make a little information page about theKriyans and Kriya later so that may be something to look out for. Please do review, all reviews and crits are welcomed with open arms.

Chapter 3: Demons

Amy had never ridden a horse before, and following the rough ride on Enaan's back, she never wanted to again. She cursed under her breath as she was thrown this way and that, often in danger of falling off and landing headfirst in a pile of leaves. The Doctor on the other hand was relishing the pace, beaming like a child as the wind ruffled his already unruly hair,

"Isn't this fantastic?" he called joyously to Amy, who was at this point clinging desperately to the Kriyan's flank to prevent herself from being thrown into the undergrowth,

"No!" she screamed back as the air whipped past her face, "It most certainly isn't!"

"Lighten up Amy!" The Time Lord laughed, feeling her glare holes into the back of his head,

"How am I supposed to lighten up when I'm being thrown around like-" the Scott was cut off as she was hurled from Enaan's back and into a nearby tree,

"Ah," the Doctor murmured upon seeing her propelled into the undergrowth and hearing a loud thud, "that could be an issue."

Amy groaned as she became aware of a throbbing sensation at the front of her head. Slowly her senses came back to her. First sound – the rustling of leaves and whispering of voices and the soft crackle of a fire. Then smell – the sweetness of flowers in full bloom mingling with the smell of burning wood. Then touch – the dryness of the leaves beneath her and the warmth of the fire against her skin. Then, finally, her eyes fluttered open and she saw the Doctor's blurred face grinning down at her,

"Amy!" she winced at his shout as she sat up,

"Doctor, keep it down would you? My head feels like it's been trampled by a herd of elephants." The Time Lord smiled sheepishly,

"Sorry," he apologised, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment, "I'm just happy you're awake at last."

"At last?" the Doctor whistled and looked anywhere but in Amy's direction, "Doctor. How long have I been out?" she demanded,

"A few hours." The Scott raised an eyebrow, "Okay, nearly a day." She rolled her eyes and sighed,

"Next time give me a fair warning that we're going to be riding a centaur bareback at twenty miles an hour. Then I might be able to stay on." He let out a small snigger before grabbing her arm and pulling her up of the ground,

"Come on Amy, it's time for you to meet the rest of the tribe."

The Hathan tribe was far smaller than Amy had envisaged. Somehow she had always thought of a tribe as being a rather large group, about enough to fill a small town. But this was a far cry from the size she had imagined. There were barely enough Kriyans to fill a small village, let alone a small town. However, despite the size of the tribe, the Scott still found it extremely difficult to remember all of their names. The Doctor introduced her to them one by one, stating each Hathan's name and rank in the tribe, explaining to Amy any ranks she may not be familiar with. She nodded at each of them politely as they were introduced, trying desperately to remember their names, or at least their ranks, as she did so. But their names were all so foreign to her; it made them difficult to commit to memory. The thudding headache she had wasn't exactly doing much to help either.

The introductions were over quickly and, as ever, the Doctor was soon asking questions,

"So, Enaan, you said it isn't safe out in the forest." The Hathan leader nodded, a grave expression on his face, "Why?"

"The forest is overrun with demons." Enaan replied simply, "They feast on all flesh." Amy raised an eyebrow and looked to the Time Lord who was standing beside her,

"Demons?" she whispered. The Doctor sighed,

"Keep an open mind Amy. There's always a perfectly reasonable explanation." He replied through gritted teeth, "Demons you say?" the Hathan leader nodded again,

"Demons." He confirmed,

"So, what do these demons look like exactly?"