A/N: Hello again! Here's the next update! There are only three more chapters and an epilogue, which is rather short, left of this story! The video for the story I have coming out is found on my profile. It's not like a professional video or anything but I was quite proud of it after I finished. I hope you check that out. Oh well, on with the chapter.
Enjoy!
They all looked down the dark hallway with a look of wariness.
"Are you sure this is the one?" Clara asked. "It looks a little…"
"Sinister?" Alena finished weakly. "This is definitely it but it didn't look like this." There were cords hanging from the ceiling and papers thrown all over the place.
"It looks like whoever was here left in a rush." Clara said.
"Watch your step." The Doctor warned, pointing out the discarded metal equipment strewn on the ground. They walked to the end of the hall by a staircase. "Clara, you and Alena go to the basement. I'll check out the top." Clara nodded and headed down.
"Be careful." Alena called over her shoulder and followed Clara. The Doctor looked back to where Clara and Alena were going before proceeding up the stairs, hoping that this wasn't a trap.
"So how scared was Tom after the Doctor came in?" Clara asked, attempting to make conversation. Alena couldn't help the little laugh that escaped her lips.
"Pretty scared." She answered. Clara laughed with her.
"I think he fancied you." Clara said. An adorable blush spread across Alena's cheeks and she mumbled incoherently. "Did you fancy him too?" Clara teased. Alena stuck her tongue out at the older girl.
"Nope!" She replied, popping the 'p' like she often heard her father do.
"I think you did." Clara continued to tease.
"Me?" Alena shook her head. "I think you're talking about you with Danny." Clara blushed almost immediately.
"Oi, don't turn this around on me." She said. "You would've dated him had we stayed any longer. And then you would've fallen in love and gotten married and had kids." Clara and Alena both giggled. Alena pushed a thick cord out of the way to enter a new room. "Tell me about your parents." Clara said quietly. Alena didn't answer for a moment and continued to search around the room. "Alena?"
"They were, um, strange." Alena answered. "But absolutely in love." She sighed. "You could see it whenever they were with each other, this undeniable feeling of love passing between them. They were the kindest people I've ever met." Alena smiled proudly. "I used to dream that one day I could be like them. That one day I'd be able to protect people and help them." She sighed. Clara smiled softly to the girl.
"You really looked up to them, huh?" Alena nodded.
"Most kids want to be like their favorite superhero but I'd rather be like them. Or at least be good enough to make them proud." Clara looked to Alena.
"I'm sure they would both be proud of who you've become." She said kindly.
"Will," Alena corrected. "We're going to find her." Clara nodded.
"With you looking for her, I have no doubt you will." Clara said honestly. She hadn't known the girl too long, but she was beginning to get attached. Alena just had something about her that made you want to be around her. Clara truly believed that this child could accomplish anything she put her mind to. Alena looked to Clara with a soft smile that she returned in kind. The moment was broken by a loud click echoing through the corridor then the distinct sound of rushing water. "Alena?" Clara questioned.
"I have a bad feeling about this." She muttered and sprinted to the door, attempting to pull it open. "It's locked!" She announced. Clara looked around the room but couldn't find any alternative exits. The rushing noise was getting louder when Clara noticed the water.
"Alena." She pointed to the water. "I think we need to get out of here." Alena looked to the water and nodded. She moved her vision to the rest of the room to make sure no cords were on the ground. "Any ideas?" Clara asked. Alena looked to the door then to a vent. Across the room was an overturned set of tools and what appeared to be lab equipment. Alena had a manic smile on, one Clara had seen the Doctor wear a few times in the past.
"Oh, yes." She exclaimed. "But first thing's first." She closed her eyes and opened her mind like her father taught her to all those years ago. She reached out towards the vast expanse where she knew the Doctor's own mind would be. After giving his mind the slightest nudge, she retreated back to her own.
"What?" Clara asked frantically. "What's first?" Alena shook her head.
"Nothing, just thinking." She sprinted towards the lab equipment and got to work.
The Doctor was searching yet another empty, untouched room when he felt a small push in his mind. Cautiously, he followed the telepathic signature back to its owner. They were in the building! His eyes widened. They were in the building, downstairs, with Clara and Alena. He sprinted towards the stairs and then down them, paying no mind to the wires and abandoned equipment he easily dodged. He followed the signature to a large set of closed doors.
"Clara!" He called. "Alena!"
"We're in here." Clara yelled back.
"Are you okay?" He asked, attempting to open the door.
"There's water coming in pretty fast." Clara responded. The Doctor tried his sonic screwdriver but failed because of the deadbolt.
"Water?" He questioned. "How fast?"
"It's only been flowing in for a few minutes and it's already to my chest." She replied. The Doctor doubled his efforts.
"Just give me a minute." He yelled. He attempted to push the door open, his eye catching something dark in the corner. He turned his attention to the figure huddled in the corner that was slowly standing up. "Hello?" The figure stood at full height, which wasn't very tall. It was a child, he realized. In fact, it looked a lot like Alena would have at this age. The figure nodded as she knew what he was thinking. 'Can you hear me?' He questioned in his mind. Again, the child nodded. 'Who are you?' The girl only shook her head and walked forward. She stopped close to the Doctor and pointed to a room just down the hall.
"Protect me." The child's soft voice whispered before she disappeared entirely. It was a projection, the Doctor realized. He had a very strong feeling he knew who was projecting that image. He turned back to the door.
"Clara?" He asked.
"Doctor!" Clara yelled back frantically. "It's past my neck." The Doctor looked around desperately. He couldn't let his little girl and his good friend die. Little girl? His mind didn't even have time to correct itself as he grabbed at tools wildly. He heard a muffled exclamation before the sounds of splashing. This only made him work faster. At least until the door fractured into tiny pieces and water rushed out towards him. He was greeted by Alena with a wide smile and a button in her hand. Behind Alena stood a wide-eyed Clara. The Doctor forced his hearts to calm down and tamp down the urge to hug the child.
"Never doubt me for a second." Alena smirked and tossed the button to the side. She looked back to Clara. "You okay?"
"Yeah." Clara breathed. "Think you could give more of a warning next time?"
"Really." The Doctor chided, mad at himself for getting so worked up.
"It worked, didn't it?" She smiled widely. "Now that that's over, I think I know where to go."
"Alena," the Doctor paused, extremely hesitant to ask, "are you telepathic?" Alena looked to him with a small smile.
"I take it you caught on to that then." He stared openly at her.
"How are you telepathic?" Alena shrugged.
"Not entirely sure myself, it seems to be another strange thing about myself."
"You're just a strange girl." Clara smiled to Alena who returned it in kind.
"Strange and a little bit crazy." The Doctor mumbled. Alena laughed as she looked down at her soaked clothes.
"Can we hurry up and find whatever we're here for?" She asked. "As much as I enjoy these little adventures, I'd rather not do it in soaked clothing."
"Me either." Clara added.
"You two are the ones who got locked in the room." The Doctor pointed out. Alena rolled her eyes.
"It's not like we had a choice." She said as she walked past him and Clara.
"Where are you going?" Clara asked as her and the Doctor began to follow the young girl.
"I told you I think I know where we need to go."
"And how would you know that?" The Doctor questioned.
"Call it instinct." She muttered as she entered the room the Doctor had seen the little girl point to. He noticed Lena's tense posture and Clara's sharp intake of breath before anything else. When he looked up at the words written in blood along the wall, he understood why. He reached out and pulled Alena into his arms, making her face him. Her eyes were wide and haunted, unlike any emotion he's ever seen the girl display.
"Alena." He gently shook her. "Look at me." Her eyes snapped to his, still wide and troubled. "It's alright." He said quietly. She grabbed onto him tighter and buried her head in his chest. He brought her closer, feeling tears fall from her eyes. Clara looked to the Doctor. 'Grab the paper,' he mouthed. She nodded and picked up the paper on the ground. She turned it around and held it out for him to see. There were a string of coordinates written across the ripped sheet. "Let's go," he spoke softly. He led Alena back towards the TARDIS, his arms still supporting her. He snuck one last look at the wall, the words 'The child will die' written across it in blood. Underneath the writing was a picture of Rose, bloodied and screaming. The walk back to the TARDIS was dreary and quiet. Clara went into the TARDIS ahead of them, leaving them to talk. The Doctor pulled himself away from her, far enough to look into her eyes. "Alright?" He asked. She nodded, rubbing the last of her tears from her eyes. "You don't have to pretend." He said getting almost frustrated at the fact that she wouldn't let her real emotions show for more than a minute.
"Fear is just an illusion." She quoted her father. Her eyes locked with the Doctor's, determination sparking in them again. "I'll be fine, we need to worry about mom." The Doctor nodded in agreement. "Thank you." Alena breathed before walking into the TARDIS. The Doctor sighed before following.
"If you touch her…" Rose growled.
"Touch her?" The voice mocked. "What are you going to be able to do about it?" Rose struggled against her bonds.
"If she even has a scratch on her, I will not be responsible for the blood that will be shed."
"Such big promises from such a trapped wolf." The voice replied. "We won't need her, at least if you cooperate." Rose gritted her teeth. She really didn't want to help but she wouldn't let them touch her baby girl.
"Then why did you leave that message?" She ground out. The voice laughed.
"Caught on to that, did you?" Rose growled inhumanly. "Relax, it's just to deter the Doctor's efforts for a bit."
"He's not the one you need to worry about." She promised darkly.
"Is that so?" The voice drawled. "I think as long as I've got one of you, I don't have anything to worry about."
"Why's that?" Rose smirked.
"Well, you wouldn't do anything that would hurt your child and she wouldn't do anything that would hurt you. I'm sure the Doctor wouldn't do anything that would hurt either of you."
"Then what do you want?" Rose yelled.
"It's rather simple, actually. I want you to help me get power, that's it." The voice paused. "Now, enough questions." With a simple command, the voice had Rose Tyler knocked out.
"Sir?" A new man interrupted. "You weren't actually serious about keeping away from the child, were you?"
"Of course not!" The voice yelled. "Rose's powers are special but she is too controlled. I don't think we will be successful. The child, however, she offers promise. She doesn't even know her full potential. It will be easier to tap into and manipulate her own power."
"What about the Doctor and his companion?" He questioned.
"We'll offer the child a trade." The man gave a sinister smile. "She'll never let her mother die."
A/N: First look at what's happening with Rose! Just three more chapters (and an epilogue) before I start posting for 'Shadows of Tomorrow' again. I do hope you enjoyed this chapter and I have to admit, I really love the next one. See you all next update. Thanks for reading!
