My chapters aren't going to be that long, but I'm trying to update almost every day!
The TARDIS landed and both John and Sherlock were a bit shaken up.
"Where are we?" John asked.
"I don't know! Let's find out!" The Doctor raced towards the doors and threw them open. He was greeted by a huge forest.
"Well, come on, then!"
"Are you sure? There could be anything out there," Sherlock said.
"What's the point of life without a little adventure? Allons-y!" The Doctor ran out of the TARDIS.
"You can stay in here if you want, but that would be boring, so come on!" Rose ran after the Doctor. John looked at Sherlock, who shrugged. They left the TARDIS, closing the doors behind them. Rose and the Doctor were nowhere to be seen.
"Where'd they go?" John asked.
"If I knew, we'd be following them," Sherlock said. "Ah, footprints!" A pair of footprints were leading away from the TARDIS. They started to follow them.
"John," Sherlock said.
"What?" John asked.
"Do you notice anything odd?" Sherlock asked.
"No..." John said.
"The birds, John, the birds! Where are all the birds?" Sherlock said. Now that Sherlock had pointed it out, the forest was unnaturally quiet.
"We're on an alien planet, Sherlock, they might not have birds," John pointed out.
"I highly doubt that a forest planet would not have wildlife," Sherlock said.
"But it might," John said.
"Possibly," Sherlock said.
"Why are we here, Sherlock? You're a detective, not an adventurer," John said.
"We're here because it could help with the case," Sherlock said.
"But what do we know about exploring alien planets?" John asked.
"Not much," Sherlock admitted.
"So why are we here?" Sherlock didn't acknowledge the question.
"Let's just find the Doctor," Sherlock said. Something moved through the forest to the left of John and Sherlock.
"Sherlock... what was that?" John asked.
"I don't know. And I really don't like not knowing, and I've said 'I don't know' far too many times today," Sherlock said. John took out his gun just in case. Something moved again, this time to the right. Sherlock drew his gun as well.
"This was a very bad idea," John whispered.
"Well, now that you've stated the obvious-" Sherlock started, and then the thing moved again, this time in front of them. They stopped walking. They heard a howl.
"Wolves. Great," John said sarcastically. What seemed to be an albino wolf emerged from the trees in front of them. The odd thing about this wolf was that it was three times as big as a normal wolf, and had weird red markings underneath its eyes.
"Alien wolves. Even better," John said. The wolf bared its teeth, revealing huge fangs.
"RUN!" John turned and sprinted back the way they came, Sherlock following close behind.