Doctor Who
A Siren's Song
Chapter Four
With the sun still being held prisoner by the clouds as an eerie fog now ravage the streets, The Doctor glanced down at his watch. It was almost time for his shift. He had been out all morning trying to find out any more information about the dock and the siren, but no one else would say a word.
Finding himself wandering back to the bakery, he couldn't forget the image of a blond-haired, blue-eyed siren. He didn't know why, but she seemed familiar somehow.
Reaching the bakery, The Doctor noticed Darla standing out front. Staring at the dock as if in a trance.
"Penny for your thoughts?" The Doctor asked.
Darla turned to Mr. Smith with a smile.
"I was thinking how things changed, I don't know why, but I have a feeling thing are about to get more twisted than before," Darla said.
Before The Doctor can say another word Jo burst out of the bakery with a brown lunch bag and a plastic coffee cup.
"Grandfather, here's your lunch I hope you have a good day at work," Jo said, acting her role very well.
The Doctor smiled and nodded, yet as he looked into Jo's eyes he noticed a glow she never seen before.
"Are you okay?" The Doctor asked.
"Never better," Jo replied.
Tilting her head, Darla noticed something didn't seem right about Jo.
"Enjoy your first day," Jo said, followed by a smile.
The Doctor nodded once more before crossing the road with his food and drink in hand. Taking a deep breath, he pressed forward through the thick fog until he felt the hard boards underneath his feet.
Looking to his left, there was the shed with one window on the dock where no boats lived.
Sighing, The Doctor opened the door. He wiped his sleeve across the wooden table, picking up spider webs, along with dust. Once he was sure that the table was clean, he set down his brown lunch bag and coffee cup. He then wiped off the chair and dusted himself off before sitting down.
Peering out the window, The Doctor saw nothing. The so-called siren must take the day off, he thought as he leaned back in the chair. The only thing he could do is wait and hoped the siren would make an appearance.
Back at the bakery, Darla was in the kitchen cleaning up while Jo was out front wiping down the counter and tables. But as she went to wipe down the door, she felt her whole-body tingled as the voice once again reached out to her mind.
"Josephine, I want to see you," The voice echoed.
"Why me?," Jo finally asked.
"You can help me please I beg you come to the dock," the voice said.
Deep down Jo knew she shouldn't go, but if it will help her find the answers to who this voice was, she had no choice. Taking a deep breath and grabbing her jacket, Jo open the door and headed toward the dock.
The sound of the front doorbell reached Darla's ears. Walking out to the front, she notices the washcloth on the table. As she grew closer to the door, she saw Jo entered the dock. Darla knew something was definitely off about her lately. Knowing what she was about to do was crazy. She couldn't let Jo in there alone. So, locking the door behind her, Darla took a deep breath, ran across the street to the dock.
Rocking back and forth in his chair. The Doctor stared at the rotted wooden ceiling. He found the cracks and holes more exciting than the empty dock. Normally he expected to hear owls and insects, and expected to see the night sky. But because of the intense fog, he saw and heard none of that. For only the swishing of the water and the creaky boards kept him company.
Just as he was about to reach over and open the brown bag, his ears perked up. The boards were creaking more than normal. Peering outside the window, he noticed a figure in the fog. His eyes widened when he picked up on a familiar voice.
"I'm here where are you?" Jo said aloud.
The Doctor rose to his feet and bolted out of the hut, only to crash into something solid.
"Ow," a familiar voice said.
Looking down, The Doctor noticed Darla looking up at him he extended his hand to her which she gladly. The moments she was back on her feet she dusted herself off.
"Why are you and Jo here?" The Doctor asked.
"She entered the dock all by yourself, knowing how dangerous this place could be. I followed," Darla explained.
The wheels in The Doctor's head started turning as he remembered back when they were at the UNIT headquarters. Jo had been acting strange even then. She seemed only to get worse when they arrived here and now this. Oh yes, it makes sense now. Shame it took him this long to figure it out.
"It's the siren… its wants Jo," The Doctor said.
"But why?" Darla asked.
"Looks like we're about to find out," The Doctor replied.
The water churned as the dock swayed fiercely. The wind roared as The Doctor and Darla literally had to hold on to each other to keep themselves from falling.
Then the fog steadily disappeared as the night sky broke through with a full moon shining brightly.
The water and wind calmed down as a woman with long blond hair and glowing blue eyes stood before Jo.
"You came," the woman said as she gently brushes her hand across Jo's cheek.
"Who are you?," Jo asked.
"My name is Deidre. I'm so glad you're here," Deidre said, follow up with a smile.
Deidre's eyes narrowed when she looks behind Jo. She noticed two more people on the dock. An older man and another woman. Her eyes narrowed as she looked back to the old man, for she could sense he wasn't human. Jo turned around to see The Doctor and Darla.
"I'm sorry," I had to come Jo said to the Doctor who nodded.
"Deidre, why do you need Jo?" The Doctor asked as he moved from behind Jo and stood in front of her.
"She will help me find my sisters," Deidre replied.
The Doctor looked to Jo, who stood there looking forward in a trance-like state.
"By making her like you," The Doctor said.
"Indeed, then with our combine power I can seek them out," Deidre said.
Deidre eyes glowed as she laid her hand on Jo's shoulder without thinking Darla moved forward reaching out to Jo, but Deidre held up her other hand up as a ball of energy formed within it. Within seconds it released, blasting Darla. The Doctor could only watch as Darla tumble backwards, stopping the few inches away.
Running back, The Doctor bent down and checked for a pulse on Darla. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found one. Standing back up, he looked to Deidre, who had her hands all over Jo.
"You didn't have to do that," The Doctor said.
"I think I did. Do you want to be next?" Deidre asked.
The Doctor stood up and took a step forward as Deidre continued to stare at him.
"Please stop this I can help you," The Doctor said.
Deidre looked away. She wasn't sure if she could trust him, but as she looked back to The Doctor, her eyes widened. But she wasn't looking at him, she was looking at what was behind him.
Raising an eyebrow, The Doctor turned around to see Darla whose hair glisten a golden blonde as her blue eyes glowed.
"Well, that's a twist,"