The Adventures of RES: A Trip Through Reality

by Jonquil Gemstone

3 girls. One. Massive. Adventure. A collaborative self-insert with me, Venus Luxia, and AlphonseLover13! Join us as we struggle to get home, not knowing exactly how or why an encounter with a new kid led to this. Adventure, mystery, and fandoms abound in this tale. Buckle up-this is no ordinary story! Rated T because of paranoia and the fact that violence is in some fandoms.

36. AL13 Must Name This

12. AL13 Must Name This

Alex and Martha ran out after the Doctor, wondering where he was going. Soon, they stopped. Alex looked and saw a young man, who Alex remembered as Billy, looking lost and confused.

"Welcome!" the Doctor greets.

"Where am I?" Billy asked.

"1969. Not bad, as it goes. You've got the moon landing to look forward to."

"Oh, the moon landing's brilliant. We went four times, back when we had transport." Martha looked at the Doctor accusingly.

"Working on it." the Doctor replied.

"How did I get here?" Billy asked.

"The same way these two did." Alex answered. "The touch of an angel. Most likely the same one."

Billy started to get up.

The Doctor pushed him back down. "No, no. No, no, no, don't get up. Time travel without a capsule. Nasty. Catch your breath. Don't go swimming for half an hour."

"I don't...I can't..." Billy tried to say.

"Fascinating race, the Weeping Angels." The Doctor interrupted. "The only psychopaths in the universe to kill you nicely. No mess, no fuss, they just zap you into the past and let you live to death. The rest of your life used up and blown away in the blink of an eye. You die in the past, and in the present they consume the energy of all the days you might have had. All your stolen moments. They're creatures of the abstract. They live off potential energy."

Billy looked confused. "What in God's name are you talking about?"

Alex looked at him with sympathy. "Just nod when he takes a breath."

The Doctor continued his rant. "Tracked you down with this. This is my timey-wimey detector. It goes ding when there's stuff. Also, it can boil an egg at thirty paces, whether you want it to or not, actually, so I've learned to stay away from hens. It's not pretty when they blow."

" I don't understand. Where am I?" Billy asked once again.

"1969, like he says." Martha replied.

"Normally, I'd offer you a lift home, but somebody nicked my motor." The Doctor said. "So I need you to take a message to Sally Sparrow. And I'm sorry, Billy. I am very, very sorry. It's going to take you a while."

Alex looked at Billy, sadness growing in her at his future, and she also mourned the future that he lost

~~AlphonseLover13 couldn't think of a name for this chapter, and this is a boot camp for writing, so...XP. We'll see what AL13 cooks up for it later. For now…~~

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