AN-I'm sorry this took a little longer and that it's rather short despite that. I was trying to figure out the OC's that will be in this story and as most writers will tell you, it isn't easy! And I decided to keep it short so that it wouldn't drag on too long.

Anyways, please enjoy. :)

Missy on the Orient Express

Chapter Three

"Oh don't worry so much." Missy told me upon seeing my concerned expression after Clara left. "She'll cool off and come out of hiding soon enough!"

I glanced at her and then sighed. I knew she was right, that Clara would calm down and come back out soon enough, but I was still worried. I hoped she was doing okay, especially with how much information we dumped on her at once.

She found out Missy was still alive, which would've been a huge shock to anyone other than those who knew what she was like, such as myself. And then she found out that she was getting dragged along on a "vacation" with the very same Time Lady that turned Danny into a Cyberman (which I'm guessing is why Clara isn't very fond of Missy), and the whole reason this trip is happening is because I got careless and she snatched my TARDIS right from under my nose, as the human expression goes.

I'm still not sure how that even happened...

And to top it all off, she's going to be stuck sharing a room with the same woman she thought was dead for at least a week!

Meanwhile, as I stood there, troubled by these thoughts, Missy happily hummed next to me, completely carefree as ever.

I shook my head and walked off, feeling torn between being annoyed at Missy for getting us into this mess and feeling envious of how carefree she can almost always be.

I'm not sure how long I was walking, but eventually, I came across the lounge.

It was fairly large with at least twenty tables, most decorated with small plants and having what looked like some brochures and information pamphlets in front of the chairs. There also seemed to be some sort of stage or area where people could perhaps sing.

It was very similar to the pervious Orient Express, just larger.

As I sat down, I took a quick glance around and saw that two of the other tables were occupied. One had what appeared to be a young artist - as he was sketching something and had paint nearby - sitting in the farthest corner away from me while the other table had a family consisting of three Yaline passengers; a young boy who was most likely the son of the young adult woman and the middle aged man. I knew they were Yaline due to their distinct facial structure, their cat-like ears and their dog-like tails sticking out of their trousers.

All tell-tale signs they were from the planet Yala. Pleasant place, it is. I can distinctly remember visiting it a while ago and the locals were very friendly and accommodating. The sight-seeing was nice, too.

I chuckled lightly at the memories I was now having. However, they eventually faded away and the still quiet of the lounge, while peaceful, gave my mind an excuse to think about my troubles uninhibited.

A few minutes passed as I continued wondering about this trip; about Clara; and about basically anything that could go wrong.

I groaned softly, annoyed by these pestering thoughts that were buzzing in my head like flies. I almost wished that something would happen to distract me.

"Excuse me, mister?"

Surprised, I looked up and saw that without my knowing, the young Yaline boy had walked over and was now standing in front of me.

"Hello..." I cautiously greeted him.

He smiled brightly in response. "Hello! My name is Yassu! What's your name?"

"The Doctor."

"The Doctor? What kind of a name is that?"

I shrugged. "One I chose for myself a while ago. I know it sounds strange, but I rarely go by my real name."

"Really?" He tilted his head curiously.

I nodded. "I know that 'Doctor' seems like a strange choice, but I sometimes like to think that I chose well as I've helped a lot of people."

"Oh."

"Yep."

Silence fell before he spoke again. "Well, I can tell that you have a really good heart and soul, despite what you've seen and done in your long life. And I can also tell that you're currently troubled by something."

I furrowed my brow, confused as to how he was able to pick up on my thoughts and feelings as well as ascertain some parts of my personality.

"How did you do that?"

"Hm?"

"Well, I mean how did you read me so easily?"

He grinned. "I'm an Empath!"

I stared at him before realizing what he meant. "You mean... you have empathetic powers?"

"Yeah!"

I nodded, both impressed and surprised. "I didn't think the planet Yala had anymore Empaths."

"So did everyone else." He told me. "But when I was born, the doctor's and elders present sensed my abilities and even though they tried to dismiss it, they couldn't ignore it as I grew up."

I smiled. "Yeah?"

"Yep!" He beamed.

I chuckled. "Something tells me you're proud of this ability of yours."

He shrugged. "Sometimes. I'm glad I have it, but some people are afraid of me. I think it's because they don't want their thoughts and feelings to be read. And I think some other people are jealous of my powers. And still others don't like me or my ability at all, like Daddy."

"Hm?"

He sighed, suddenly looking sad. "I'm not sure why, but Daddy doesn't want me to be an Empath. It makes him really angry sometimes."

I stared at him, not liking where this conversation was headed.

"And... what does he do or say to you?" I carefully asked.

He sighed. "He yells at or lectures me. It really depends on what mood he's in."

"And is that... all he does to you?"

"Yes. He doesn't do anything else."

I sighed, relieved.

"But why doesn't he want you to be an Empath?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. All I can really tell is that something's been troubling him. Some deep sadness he's attempting to not show and just suffer through. Mommy and I have tried helping him, but he just brushes us off."

He looked really sad now.

"And how long has he had this sadness?"

He then looked at me and told me, "As long as I've known him."

I was about to ask him something else when I noticed that the young woman was walking over.

"Yassu! There you are!"

He turned around. "Hello, Mommy! I was just talking to the Doctor here."

She shook her head. "Yassu, how many times have I told you? Don't talk to strangers!"

He wilted under her stern gaze and looked down at the floor before saying, "Sorry... I just felt that he was worried about something and wanted to help him."

She looked confused at this. "He's worried about something?"

"Yes. I'm not sure what, but I could feel that was rather troubled about something and wanted to see if he was alright."

"Is he?"

"Yes, I am." I told them when they looked at me. "I'm just concerned for a friend of mine, who I could introduce to you later. I have a feeling she's not very happy at the moment and I'm hoping she'll be okay."

"Alright." The mother sighed before looking down at her son. "Yassu go on ahead and return to your father before he gets too irritable."

"Okay." He told her before waving at me. "Goodbye mister!"

After he had run off back to their table, she sighed. "I'm sorry if he disturbed you. He's only ten years old and can't control his abilities too well just yet."

I smiled. "Don't worry. It was very exciting to learn he was an Empath from the planet Yala. I thought they had all gone extinct as well as their powers!"

She nodded. "Yep. It's sometimes troubling for us three as a result, though."

I nodded. "Yes. He's told me about that. Said that others are afraid, jealous or just don't like him or his powers. And he told me that his father was one of them."

"He told you that?"

"Yes." I nodded. "He told me that his father had some sort of deep sadness within him that Yassu wants to help him with, but he keeps getting brushed off as a result."

She sighed and glanced back at her family. "He shouldn't have told you that..."

She went quiet and so I asked her, "But... is everything alright?"

"Hm? Oh yes, everything's fine. Yonvox - my husband - has some issues he's been trying to deal with. He just doesn't like it when other people get involved, that's all."

I stared at her before nodding. "Alright. So long as nothing's wrong..."

She shook her head. "Nothing's wrong."

I shrugged. "Okay."

"Yasmin!"

Looking up, I saw that the man - Yonvox - was staring over at us with a stern expression on his face.

"Looks like I'd better go."

"Alright."

"Thanks. Goodbye."

She waved at me before walking over to her family.

I observed them, watching for anything suspicious but all I saw was Yonvox asking her some questions, which she answered. He then seemed to ask her about what Yassu was doing, which she reluctantly answered. Yonvox then proceeded to turn to his son and started lecturing him. Yassu looked sad as he nodded, which was when Yonvox sat down and they went quiet.

I frowned as it was clear to me that not everything was right with those three. I knew I shouldn't meddle, and yet, it was part of who I was to get at the heart of the problem and then fix it.

I sighed.

Here we go again.

To be continued

AN-What do you think's going to happen? And can you please tell me what you thought of my OC's thus far? :)