Soo... have I kept you suspense for long enough! :) Well this chapter will answer some of your questions and confuse you even more! ;) [Hopefully!] Anyways, Hope you likes! :) x
Aria and Alice sat on the couch, their legs dangling, not touching the floor. They both watched their feet swinging too and fro, not able to look at their grandparents.
"Soooo... what would you girls like to do?" Tabetha asked the girls, they both looked up at her looking nervous. Aria nudged her older sister, indicating that she wanted her to do the talking. Alice shrugged her shoulders in response to her grandmother. Silence fell over them again.
"I know." Said Augustus and he pulled himself out of the arm chair and plodded off into the hall. The opening and closing of doors could be heard as well as the shaking of a box.
Augustus walked back in, a giant cardboard box in his hands. He placed it on the floor next to the coffee table and pulled out an old mug full of worn down crayons and a few pieces of, slightly faded, paper. "Your mother use to love to draw. Drew everything and anything she did." Augustus said with pride. "Including your father quite a few times." He admitted.
Aria's eyes widened at this knowledge. "Really!" She said happily, sliding off of the couch and onto the floor. She then knelt up against the table and grabbed a red crayon and started to draw on the paper. Tabetha chuckled at the sight, seeing quite easily the resemblance between Aria and Amy. "Yep, we had to convince her several times to draw on paper rather than the walls if memory serves me right." Tabetha said as Augustus went into the kitchen to stick the kettle on.
Alice eyed her sister cautiously, trying to peer over her shoulder at what she was drawing. So far she had drawn a circle and was starting to colour it in. Alice rolled her eyes; she could easily see what her younger sibling was drawing. Like father, like daughter.
Before either of the elder Ponds knew it, both girls were sitting at the coffee table drawing with the old crayons, talking aimlessly between themselves about topics neither of them could quite understand. Occasionally they would ask their grandparents a question, about Earth or their mother and they would always receive an honest and straight answer... with just a pinch of sugar.
Augustus noticed several times how the girls would start to converse in a language he had never heard before, but it was very beautiful. The words rolled off the 2 little girls tongues as natural as English had, yet their words could make a grown man weep as much as any Shakespeare play. Augustus didn't question it though, if all young Amelia's stories of the Doctor had been true, then he had some really special grandchildren.
All in all, it was all well in the Pond household... until that knock at the door. Augustus thought nothing of it at first, so he simply got up and walked into the hall to answer the door, out of the eyesight of Tabetha and the 2 girls.
Tabetha heard him open the door, then with nothing as much as a single word being said, there was a thud as something hit the floor. Alice and Aria looked up in alarm. "Don't worry girls, I'll go and see what's going on." Tabetha said and walked into the hall out of the eyesight of the 2 girls, both of which had put down their crayons and were staring intently into the hall.
There was another thud and Aria whimpered moving closer to Alice's side. The girls then both slowly stood up. Alice held her younger sister's hand and pulled her to the other hallway. It was a small cramped corridor and was used more for storage than accessibility. At the further end of the corridor was a wooden exposed staircase that led to the guest bedroom. It was situated opposite Amy's old bedroom where the girls could hide.
Of course Alice didn't know this. All she knew was that she needed to get her younger, much more vulnerable sister to safety. So she took her chances and started to climb over the storage boxes towards the stairs, her sister in the tow.
Meanwhile at the front door, the head of this soon to be kidnap entered the premises. "I want those girls found." She barked to the soldiers surrounding her. There was a murmured "yes ma'am" in response and the men split up to search the house. The woman then casted her gaze on the 2 unconscious figures on the floor. "Set these 2 up for a memory wipe. The last hour will suffice, replace it with a house fire and have them awaken in the near by hospital." She ordered a small group of men who were lifting the unconscious Ponds. There was another quiet murmuring of "yes ma'am" and the Ponds were taken outside.
Alice and Aria had made it into their mother's old room. The door at the top of the stairs had been open, thankfully, and the guards searching the house had yet to finish looking through the ground floor.
Not messing around Alice, with help from Aria, dragged one of the dressers under the door handle, not only preventing it from turning, but creating a barricade as well. Alice made sure the dresser was in place than walked over to the side of the bed and slumped down against it. Aria made her way next to her and put her head on Alice's shoulder. "Alice, why are we hiding?" Aria asked, her young innocence screaming out to the slightly older Alice.
"Because we have to." Alice said and put her arm around her little sister, hugging the scared little girl close to her.
"I miss mummy and daddy." Aria moaned, her lips starting to tremble and her eyes threatening to overflow with tears.
"I know, so do I." Alice said squeezing her little sister.
The window smashed, breaking the girl's moment, a small metal canister entering the room. Both the girls were instantly on their feet. The metal canister rolled around on the floor, not doing much and the girls both took a sigh in relief. Until its cap flew off and a dense thick gas was released into the now enclosed bedroom. The girls were unconscious within seconds.
When Aria awoke she was no longer in her mother's bedroom. She was in a small dingy room, a single bed in the corner, a toilet in the other and a school desk in the centre. There were no windows, no doors, no sign of a way out and no sight of her elder sister. She was trapped and completely alone. The 3 year old girl had never been so scared.
When Alice awoke, she awoke to very different surroundings than her sister. Whilst Aria had a proper single bed in her room, Alice had something that resembled a large shelf with a flat, almost solid, pillow and a thin blanket. She had a toilet yes, but whilst Aria's was gleaming white and new, Alice's was old and had a slight yellow stain to it. She had no desk and also no windows. Yet unlike her sister there was a very obvious way out. A single door with 2 thick, neigh on indestructible, windows, one at a height that she could look out at and the other at the height where an adult could look in. Alice slowly made her way to the window, seeing what she was up against.
She was met with the sight of 2 rather large, beefy men who were armed to the teeth, a CCTV camera pointing directly at the cell door and several large guns all aimed at the door. She fell back onto her bum as the tears started to fall. The almighty River Song couldn't get out of this cell. So it would take a full blown miracle for her to get out of this place and, more importantly, find her sister.
The woman who oversaw the kidnap was now standing in the control room of their base, watching the 2 girls get use to their new home. "Excellent, the prisoners seem to be quite at home in their new rooms." She joked.
"Madam, they're only children. What could they possibly have done to deserve this?" One of the soldiers argued, marching towards the woman. He was quickly restrained.
"They aren't just children you imbecile." The woman spat as the soldier was brought to their knees. "Those children have the possibility of becoming the most dangerous weapons in the universe. The younger one anyway, the elder one, well we can make it work." The woman said an evil glint in her voice.
"But they're just children. Innocents. How could you purge such new minds with horrid thoughts? What kind of monster does that make you Kovarian?" The soldier spat, earning them to loose the interest of the woman.
"That is Madam Kovarian to you, soldier." One of the soldiers restraining them spat punching them in the chest. The soldier didn't react, if anything the soldier making the punch did. He was now cradling, what he thought to be, his broken hand.
"What is your name soldier?" Madam Kovarian asked rolling her eyes.
"Rory, Rory Williams." The soldier on the floor said.
"Well Rory, Rory Williams, the locals are calling for sacrifices. Why don't we give them one of our own in blessing? Hmm..?" Madam Kovarian said her harshness and hatred of the young arguing soldier becoming evident.
Rory's eye's widened at the rhetorical question, but the Madam ignored them. She gave the 2 soldiers restraining Rory a quick nod and they pulled him out of the room, Rory dragging his feet just to annoy them.
"Now where were we?" Madam Kovarian said turning back to the rest of the soldiers and scientists.
Dun, Dun, duuuuunnnn! :O The suspense must be killing you, because it's killing me and I'm writing the blimming story. ;) Spoilers for the first 4 reviews! :) x