I lied, I'm gonna post another chapter today, because I definitely won't be able to tomorrow. Please review and give me feedback, thanks. Oh, and i said I will do more than Doctor's POV but I forgot :[

Brigadier POV

The Doctor turned to me.

'But how do we find out?' He asked himself, the next question was directed towards me. 'I ideas?' He asked through fritted teeth and pushing his hair back in stress.

Suddenly, it came to me. 'We look through a telescope, up at the stars.' I told.

'But we'll get killed!' He retorted. They can track visual eye contact, if they got to the exact place that someone made eye contact with their ship.

'It could of just been coincidence.' Rose said assuringly.

'Oh god, I hope your right.' He growled.

'We can surround ourselves with UNIT forces.' I said.

'Bullets won't penetrate Jocra armour, though Siacrovax, I don't know.' The Doctor moaned.

The night came.

Doctor's POV

We set up a telescope on a hill a few miles away, and looked up at the stars, I went first.

'Can't find it, can't find it...' I muttered under my breath.

'There!' I'd spotted it, looked away and pointed in the night.

'Let me see!' Said the Brigadier.

'Yes, there it is!' He said after a while. 'Here, come look.' He gestured to Rose, who flicked her hair out of her eyes in the wind and peered through.

'Oh my god, it's right there!' She squealed like a pig.

'Out of the way!' Came the booming voice of Kiasiv.

He stared out into the cosmos. 'Hmmm, fascinating, I shall advise the UN.' He stated finally.

'No, no, no, no, no, no! General, the last thing we want right now, is the whole world knowing we are dawned by a massive spaceship loaded by god knows what.' The Doctor warned.

'No, Doctor. That's the last thing YOU want, not we, I want to inform my superiors, and I shall do that.

He started to walk away, until, there was a blue flash, and an alien teleported from the mothership, it had purple-peach skin with many scars of battle, very big, broad, muscley shoulders, the build of a good soldier, and in his hand, a old-looking rifle.

'You have broken our law, prepare to be deported.' It said with a hiss. Aiming it's weapon. The general reached for his pistol.

Too late. He screamed, as a small hole appeared in his chest. His former UNIT compadres opened fire, and the alien fell to the ground. Dead.

'That settles it then, it's the Siacrovax.'

'What are Siacrovax?' Asked Rose.

'They live on a planet called Siacrova, a planet very much like this one. Divided into countries, with religion, UNs and all sorts.' I said.

'What about the species themselves?' The Brigadier asked. 'How do they work? What do they breath?'

'I guess you'll have to find that out yourself, in the autopsy.' I told him.

'What, am I doing it?' Asked the Brigadier, with a note of tension rising in his voice.

'If you want, but will defiantly get the results.' I said to him.

*Next day*

A UNIT solder walked up to me.

'Excuse me sir, but we have your autopsy results.' He said.

'Thank you, thank you, and don't call me sir.'

The Brigadier looked over my shoulder, and examined the results.

'What does it mean?' He asked.

'It means, that Siacrovax have two sets of lungs, one for breathing Monoxide, which is their atmosphere. And another for breathing oxygen, slightly smaller, slightly weaker.'

'And that gives us an advantage how?'

'Because they won't be able to breathe thin oxygen, so if we punctured a small hole anywhere on their ship they'd go down.'

'How do you propose we do that?' He asked.

'I don't.' I told him.

'Then how do we stop them from destroying the Earth?'

'We just hope they got bored and go away.'

'Oh Doctor, you know that won't happen.'

'Just wait and see.'

'Until someone dies?!'

'Stop bickering!' Rose shouted.

We both looked at her.

'I reckon they need the people of Earth for something. So let's just stay put and see what happens, and Brigadier, if you've travelled with the Doctor you know he'll always take the pacifist option, or the closest option there is too pacifism.' She continued.

'She's right, but Doctor, if they do attack, what are we facing?' Asked the Brigadier.

'Um, armour is weak, weaponry is about 18th century, guns have just been discovered, swordsmen, and lot's of them. I reckon this is fleet, running away from Siacrova, because they're in a war, with themselves. But don't worry, they won't attack.' I replied.

We walked into the staff room of the building was speaking in Russian, yet translated into English by the TARDIS.

"...There has been recounted deaths all over the world, all in the same hour, right across the world, apparently they were all at their telescopes, looking into the stars... Botanist Vladimir Crascev has reported to..."

The Brigadier was right, I was wrong.

They have attacked...