Aliens of London
Chapter 7 - Rose and John
Harriet Jones led John and Rose to an area of Downing Street which was secluded before she spoke again.
"This friend of yours, he's an expert. Is that right? He knows about aliens?"
"Why d'ya wanna know?" Rose asked, her tone uncertain.
Harriet suddenly started sobbing and Rose did her best to comfort her, whilst John looked on, unsure what to say. He wasn't sure whether he believed in the idea of aliens. Sherlock alone had taught him that he needed to look at everything before coming to his final conclusion. So far he had little to go on.
Once Harriet had stopped crying she led them to the Cabinet room, the place in which she said she'd seen something.
"I only came in here because I wanted them to look at my paper for the next Cabinet agenda." John feared that she was going to start crying again, so he held onto her hand, trying his best to comfort her. There was something about her that reminded him of Mrs Hudson, meaning that he naturally wanted to take care of her. "They unzipped themselves from their skin and there was an alien inside. They turned the General's body into a suit, a disguise for the thing inside." Harriet started sobbing again and John wrapped an arm around her shoulders, rubbing soothing circles onto her back.
"It's alright," Rose said, looking to John for a moment, perhaps seeing the confusion written across his face. "I believe you, Harriet." She started moving around the room. "It's alien. They must have some serious technology behind this." She ran her hands underneath the table and opened several drawers. "If we can find it we could use it to our advantage."
Opening up a cupboard, Rose let out a scream as a body suddenly fell out from within. John and Harriet rushed over to her and looked upon the body of a man who John recognised. He knelt down in front of him.
"It's alright," he explained to Harriet and Rose as he pressed a hand against the man's wrist. "I'm a Doctor."
John found that the man had no pulse and the shock of it made him stand suddenly. Before he could tell the others that the man was dead, Indra walked in. He glared between the three of him, before his glare finally settled on Harriet.
"Harriet, for god sake, this has gone beyond a joke. You can not just wander-" He broke off as he saw the body on the floor. "Oh my god. That's the Prime Minister."
Another woman suddenly appeared in the doorway, speaking in a high pitched voice. She was a short woman, with shoulder length blonde hair and a navy suit.
"Oh. Has someone been naughty?"
They all turned to stare at her as she giggled. Harriet gripped onto Rose's hand as the woman slammed the door closed behind her. She seemed to have recognised her.
"That's impossible," Indra said, looking down at the body on the floor. "He left this afternoon. The Prime Minister left Downing Street. He was driven away."
"And who told you that? Hmm?" She dropped her bag to the floor as she moved towards them, a smile filling her face. "Me."
John was immediately wary of this woman; something was wrong. He moved his arm out and pushed Rose and Harriet back slightly.
"Something's not right," he muttered. But it was too late.
The woman pushed her fringe back, revealing a metal zip on her forehead. John was suddenly reminded of the story that Harriet had told and his finger twitched towards his jeans where his gun was usually kept. Unfortunately he hadn't brought it with him. He'd been told that they'd check him over before allowing him into Downing Street, so he hadn't brought it on Sherlock's suggestion.
As she pulled the zip across her forehead, a blue light spread across the room and an electricity crackled in the air. The lights flickered on and off as the skin was pulled back and a green creature was revealed underneath. Only when the skin had been completely removed did the lights go back to normal.
It was then that John realised he had made a mistake in ever calling it a woman. It was an alien; there was no doubt about it. It looked how he'd imagine an alien to look: a huge green creature, with black blinking eyes and huge claws, with long, sharp fingernails. It was still a shock however to see that the Doctor, Rose and Harriet had all been correct.
Before any of them could react, the creature suddenly swept its arm out, lifting Indra up into the air and pressing him against the wall. Indra's neck was crushed in the creatures grasp and the breath was forced from his body.
"Let him go!" John shouted, not sure what to do.
If he had his gun he would have shot it; if it had been a human man he would have knocked it out. However it was twice John's height and probably had a strength that far suppressed John.
"I need you to distract it," he murmured to Rose, nudging her to gain her attention.
She nodded and let out a sudden shout. "Hey! Let go of him!" Harriet joined in after a few seconds. "Leave him alone!"
The creature kept his claw locked around Indra's neck but turned slightly, its black eyes staring at Rose. John used the distraction to walk around the side of the alien, moving slowly towards the door.
Leant against the wall outside the room was an umbrella stand, something that he had for some reason noticed on his way in. He picked up one of the umbrellas and walked slowly towards the creature, praying that it didn't turn around.
Just as he was about to ram the pointed end of the umbrella into the creatures back, it let out a sudden roar and tossed Indra to the floor. John barely had time to move out of the way before it sprinted past him. However, one of its claws managed to get hooked into his jacket and it slashed through the fabric. He let out a hiss of pain as the nail dug into his skin, drawing blood.
Once the alien had gone, Rose rushed over to John, whilst Harriet rushed over to the worryingly still form of Indra.
"I'm fine," John said as Rose fussed over his wound. He looked down at his arm, seeing that the cuts weren't too deep. "It's nothing serious."
Harriet's voice stopped the two of him. "I think he's dead." The shock and fear was evident in her voice.
John stripped off his jacket and threw it to the floor before kneeling down in front of Indra. Harriet had been right. Indra was dead.
"Oh God," he muttered. His hands ran through his hair as he stayed knelt in front of the body of Indra. He could hear Harriet crying behind him but he couldn't think straight. That was until he suddenly remembered that he hadn't come alone.
"Sherlock," he spoke as he stood up. His eyes met Rose and she nodded, obviously having thought of the Doctor. "We need to warn them. There could be more aliens around here and for all we known it could come back."
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A/N: I'm so sorry for the lateness of this chapter, especially after my promise of having the chapter up in a few hours. Life just got in the way I suppose. I'm not going to make any promises about when the next chapter will be up (because I'll probably break them) but I'll update as quickly as I can.
Thanks for all the reviews and story alerts; they really helped me write this chapter. I appreciate them greatly.
