Hi guys! It's nice to know all of you like my story!
I'm sorry if you hate me for not posting this more earlier. My excuse for a little brother erased all of my files and I had to re-write this chapter all over again along with chapter 5 and chater 6! Arrrh! I hate him! Anyway, I have to inform you that this chapter was originaly ment to be a 2000 word special (That's 2 times as long as the other chapters) but I coudn't because of my idiotic sibling!
Oh, and one more thing, I've got to thank 'Lady of the darkstorms' for making a new nickname, 'Arky'. I'm quite fond of it now! :-)
Anyway, ENJOY, even though it's not as good as it was supposed to be...
Everything was completely frozen. The birds weren't moving in the sky, they just stopped in mid-air, wings spread but not moving. The boy with the ball was frozen too; his face was still in concentration but his ball was floating between his hand and the ground. Sylvia opened the door to see what had happened, grabbing the axe that she kept in the front entrance and she gasped in surprise. There was a frozen postman outside the door, holding a letter that would never find its way into the Noble's household.
"What's happened?" Donna's mother asked, looking at the frozen world. Her hands gripped tightly onto her axe. Wilfred followed his daughter out of the door and waved his hands in the air, looking at the petrified street.
"I bet it's those…" He started but Sylvia quickly interrupted him.
"Aliens! We know Dad!" Wilfred shut up immediately, and Donna secretly smiled behind her family. Sylvia walked towards the postman and gave him a little push; and to everyone's surprise, he fell onto the floor with a 'THUD', still in the same pose as when he was standing up.
"Hold on, but if everything's frozen, why are we still moving?" Wilfred asked Donna, hoping for a good explanation. Donna shrugged hopelessly, looking pitifully at the fallen postman. Wilfred thought for a while and then he asked something again. "Maybe we should call the army or the police?"
"They'll probably be frozen too, Dad." Sylvia muttered, trying to make the postman stand up again, not succeeding. She nudged Wilfred's shoulder, indicating that they probably should go inside. He nodded and the Noble family made their way into their own home.
While they where in the front entrance of the house, Donna asked herself quietly: I wonder if the whole universe is frozen like this…
And that was a very good question; for billions of miles away there were millions of planets, moons and satellites frozen, to giant planets like Clom to the lost moon of Poosh. But it wasn't only this universe that was petrified; every parallel one was frozen too, as the shockwave of devastation found its way through the rifts in the medusa cascade, and that transmitted across every singe world. The Donna family was stuck in suspended time.
Donna snapped out of her daze and walked towards the living room, waiting for her mum to make tea. It was ironic really, the whole of creation was immobile and they where just having a cuppa.
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Sylvia sat down at the kitchen table and sighed.
She did believe what the new Donna had said, the only thing what she couldn't do was accept it. That night when the Doctor had appeared on their door step with Donna in his arms, he told them all about him and his adventures with her daughter. He would mention different names of planets and aliens that she couldn't keep up. So when he mentioned 'Regeneration' her mind exploded. This man, this ordinary man in a suit that was sitting in front of him was immortal.
After learning what regeneration was, she thought she'd forget it sooner or later, and she did, around a month later. But after all the events that had happened so far, she remembered what the word ment. She now knew what had happened to Donna, why her face changed. She had remembered what it ment while she was making tea.
She had remembered and died.
Of course why she hadn't died for good, Sylvia didn't know. She knew that regeneration only happened to time-lords. So why did she regenerate when she was a plain normal human?
Sylvia stood up and walked into the cozy living room, where Donna and Wilfred were talking to each other and laughing about a famous pop star singer that Sylvia had never heard of. It had been ages since she had heard her dad laugh. She went straight up to her and tapped her shoulder.
"Can I ask you something?" She asked her 'daughter'. Donna nodded, puzzled why her mum was doing this all of a sudden. Wilfred looked at them, half scared, half eager to find out what was going to happen next.
Sylvia was going to say something that would make her remember but then she stopped. What if she was wrong? If she was, she would end up killing her own daughter… Donna and Wilfred just looked at her curiously, wondering what she was going to say.
"Do you know the Doctor?" Sylvia muttered. Wilfred gasped, his eyes bulging in surprise. But Donna looked at her blankly, not understanding.
"What?" Donna asked confused. "Do you mean Doctor Blackman?"
"No, just 'the Doctor'." Wilfred was frozen in shock, and he was stuck onto the sofa he was sitting on. Donna still looked confused.
"The Doctor?" Donna thought for a while and still looked puzzled. "No, I've never heard of him."
Wilfred and Sylvia were stunned. After all that trouble and chaos they both thought her daughter had remembered her adventures across time and space, but she hadn't. Seeing that her face had changed, she probably thought someone had given her a makeover while she fell unconscious outside.
"But when you came home, you mentioned him!" Wilfred whispered, hoping for Donna to remember. "What was that about?"
"Err…." Donna just sat there trying to remember when she felt a sudden pain in her stomach. An excruciating sensation of burning filled her brain and she saw a billion stars and infinite knowledge in her head. She screamed as her eyes shone a blinding gold, the light was so bright that Sylvia and Wilfred had to cover their eyes. Then, Donna slumped onto the sofa.
Her family dashed towards her just as the light faded away, seeing if she was alright and still alive. Her eyes where snapped shut and her wavy hair covered her face, but her mouth was wide open. Then the impossible happened. Out of her mouth came a very manly voice, a voice that clearly wasn't Donna's. Wilfred and Sylvia almost fainted as they recognised the voice in an instant.
"You have to help me." It was the Doctor's voice.
Thanks for reading!
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