Hello! I'm computer schooled and have had loads of homework, but now I'm on break. Yeah, sometimes I don't like posting before finishing the chapter I'm working on. Anyways, I don't own Doctor Who, blah, blah, blah, enjoy!

Chapter 10: Here we go again.

"You should un-mask him." I whispered "Find out what he is."

"Fine, lets see." He pulled out his sonic and just made him flash to his real self, just for a second

"Drazon." Both me and The Doctor whispered at once

"Draz-what?" Donna snapped

"Not so loud. He can't notice me."

"Why?" Doctor asked

"Well, I'm supposed to have been executed. They're one three of th=e races hunting me. Along with some rouge Woons, and the Daleks."

"Why them?"

"Well the rouge Woons want my blood for time travel, and the Daleks are trying to kill me for a reason I have not lived yet. Ask no more questions."

"Right, I am going to fully un-mask him." He pointed the sonic at him and pressed the button.

I heard a woman scream and the Drazon stood up and headed for me. "King ssssaid that he wanted to do the honersss of killing you, but it would ssssave time if I did it now." He grinned. He pointed the gun at me and I ran into the kitchen. a bullet went through the wall.

"Hey, Frank. " I said "Do you remember where I put my purse?"

"Uh, in the cabinet out there."

"Thanks." I ran out the door and avoided more shots. I picked up my purse and shuffled through it. "Doctor!" I mumbled angrily. He took the laser gun from my purse. There were shots, one by one, flying over my head. Or barely next to me. At the corner of my eye, I saw The Doctor sonicing a computer. Most of the customers, and the chefs, by now have evacuated. It was me, The Doctor, Donna, the Drazon, and three fleeing people.

I walked over to The Doctor and Donna. "I can stop this guy, I just need the gun. Sonic it."

The Doctor soniced at the gun until it flew out of the Drazons hand. I lunged forward and grabbed it. I shot him once, twice, missed, then got him in the head. Making him fall down. "You wrecked my work."

"He wrecked your work."

"You took the laser gun out of my purse in the future. It's your fault." I sighed "And I just made it a fixed point. Sorry about that. Nah, you deserve it."

"You know, Doctor, even if it's in your future, if haven't seen you in three days." I said, before slapping him.

"You slapped me.

"Yeah? So?" Then i just about smacked myself on the forehead "Oh, did I mention I know everything, because that's important info."

"You know everything..." He mumbled "Oh!" He suddenly yelled "I'm so, so sorry I didn't recognize you at first. I was distracted... I haven't seen you in a while."

"You lied to me. And then eleven lied to me. Either that or you really couldn't remember me." I turned to Donna. "Donna, you're one of my favorite companions. Because everyone knows he needs a good slap every now and then. You wouldn't see Rose walking around yelling at him." I paused "You know, sometimes I like you more than him. He's gonna hate me later for saying that."

"Ha! You know, that was a good slap."

"Wasn't the first time I've hit him hard. Wasn't the last."

"You know I can hear you, right?" The Doctor asked.

"That's exactly my point. Anyway, I kinda need to travel with you, until eleven cares to find me. 'Cause as I said, I'm being hunted."

"Okay, so, explain just one thing, why would they want your blood for time-travel?"

"That is an encredibly long story and your fault. You'll learn more later. I can't answer most of these questions, because it's in your future."

"Right. So, where do you wanna go?"

"Hmm...You know, I've always wanted to meet Captain Jack Harkness."

"And for that, you lost the right to choose, Donna?"

"How am I supposed to know where? You're the Martian!"

"Time-Lord." The Doctor and Lizzie corrected in unison.

"Anyways, I know where to go. The Mows, bush-like creatures, but they're really aggressive, but they aren't allowed to hurt me or my friends because they filed a law against it. It's interesting because the only word in their vocabulary is 'Mow'. But, they have viruses packed in most of their guns, because their enemy is the Woons."

"Wait, so basically, they're angry Groot?" I said. He looked at me confusedly. "Anyway, so now that I know where we're going, tell me when."

"Well, I've discovered they have better civilization in the future."

"Excuse me, how do you understand what the heck he's saying?" Donna said

"Oh, well, it's quite simple really. The Woons space-drugged me and the Mow say mow. But mostly, he just rambles."

"Space-drugged?" The Doctor repeated under his breath. "Hold on tight!" He then yelled, while flinging the largest switch down. The TARDIS shook and I fell onto the ground.

"Okay, I am still a little weak and I haven't been in the TARDIS for a long time." I mumbled, while picking myself back up.

I walked out of the TARDIS, close behind The Doctor. I looked around to see dark green grass and a sky similar to a sunset. We saw a large city packed with plant-beings. "Come on," The Doctor said, before dragging us to the city. "Ooh, the festival." He grinned.

We tried strange foods and walked around, while The Doctor pointed out kinds of aliens. There weren't many, only about four races had a piece treaty with the Mow's.

After a long while I got distracted by some alien-jewelry. When I turned around, they weren't there. After I had a mini heart attack, I started walking, to see if he hadn't gone far. I felt as if I was a small child who had lost their parents at the local Wall-Mart.

Then a Mow walked up to me. I assumed he was some sort of police "Mow mow mow mow mow. Mow mow mow."

"What? I don't speak that language." I said confusedly. Another alien came out of behind him.

"He said 'you are of unrecognized race. Come with me.'."

"MOW. MOW. MOW."

"'Come. With. Me.'"

I looked around terrifyingly. Ah-ha! I thought. The translator had a gun. I stole it and ran. Which was, I must admit, THE STUPIDEST THING I HAVE EVER DONE.

Why? Because I ran from a race as angry and good at war as the Daleks. With guns.

I ran, and ran, and ran. Soon, I made the same mistake as I have done before. I turned the wrong way. Wasn't the first, or last, time.

While I stand fearfully in an alley between two stone buildings, Mow's creep up on me. I don't like killing beings, but most of the time in the whoniverse its kill of be killed. I learned that in New New York.

"Why do I do this again?" I mumbled, before shooting down three Mow's. There was still a collection of ten more Mow's after me. I fearfully shot down another, before, of course, the gun jams. "Oh, my gosh. I am going to strangle The Doctor."

Just then, my luck quickly changed. The Doctor wearing his leather jacket-Wait, leather jacket? He's known me since 9?!

Anyways, he ran up to me, and grabbed my hand, before whispering "Hello, I'm the Doctor. Run for your life."

This will be most likely the last chapter to post before Christmas, but I will be making a Christmas-theme chapter, most likely a special re-write that I have yet to decide. HOPE YOU ENJOYED!

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Mad Girl With A Keyboard: Actually no. I didn't. I usually make my own characters up as I go along. As you see from small mistakes in the plot line. I might need to re-write it when it's finished. Ah, it's ok. Finals weeks been hitting everyone, like mass murder. Yeah, I'm going into it soon, the dimension thing. And yeah, I've seen some original episodes, but I need to re-watch the movie. And it is impressive.

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