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Into a Labyrinth

(S.5 Ep.4 Prt. II)

-o0O0o-

„I found this. Definitive work on the Angels. Well, the only one. Written by a madman. It's barely readable, but I've marked a few passages." River handed the battered old volume to the Doctor, who riffled through it in a few seconds. Sure. He did it backwards.
"Not bad. Bit slow in the middle. Didn't you hate his girlfriend? No. No, hang on. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait." He sniffed the Book.

"Which girlfriend?" Tella stepped beneath the two and turned her had expectedly from one to another. Lady Storyteller, corrected River herself.
He, her Doctor, had always talked about her; she even got a bit jealous. She knew that the two were only a twisted and crippled version of something that could be a deep friendship under different circumstances, but there was always that shining glimmer in his eyes whenever he had spoken about the only other Time Lord- He never quite accepted herself as one. Even if apparently at this point in time they had more difficulties than ever.

Amy's voice disrupted her train of thoughts. "Doctor Song? Did you have more than one clip of the Angel? "
"No, just the four seconds."

Her mother. Always the curious one, but so young!
It send shivers down her spine. If Amy was this young, where in his Timeline were they? Not because of her apparently ever faster approaching end. He told her, how he'll get younger while she will be closer to death, after all. No. It was a more practical problem, having to do with Tella.

Because the Doctor and Amy both had told about how dangerous and coldblooded the Time Lord was in her early days, needing a few adventures to warm up and more important, see humans as equals to herself. Apparently the Tella of the old days would unblinkingly let people run into their deaths, even if she'd know what was going to happen, simply because she deemed them not important, or sometimes for the sake of conserving a Timeline. And there was this suspiciously handprint-like bruise on his cheek. But why should the Storyteller ever do that, except...
No. They were past these times. The Storyteller had offered her help.

Next to her the Doctor still fretted with the book.
"This book is wrong. What's wrong with this book? It's wrong."
But she needed to know. She searched for her Diary "It's so strange when you go all baby face. How early is this for you? "
"Very early."
"So you don't know who I am yet? "
He snorted, nose still between the pages. "How do you know who I am? I don't always look the same."
River grinned and stroked over the opened pages, hiding the contend from Tella's curious gaze."I've got pictures of all your faces. You never show up in the right order, though. I need the spotter's guide."
He looked up. " Pictures. Why aren't there pictures?" he murmured and started once again flapping through the pages and turning it upside-down and back.

"Because they will kill you," Tella answered promtly.

"What?"
Tella turned her head between their unbelieving expressions and shrugged. "It is just a Story. It is not possible that an image can kill someone."
The Doctor seemed a bit annoyed. "Tella. We're talking about a Species who literally turns into Stone when someone is able to see it. That shouldn't be possible, but it is. So tell me exactly what you mean by that!"

"Well if you follow the legend, everything that hold an Image of a Weeping Angel,- Holovideo, Photographs, Time- Paintings, Pagomenaikon-Reflections, you name it- becomes a new and second embodiment of the depictured Angel itself with all its abilities and needs. To kill and feast of the remaining time energy included…. And off he runs again. Doctor! Dr. Song!"

They ignored her protests because Amy -Mother! - was inside that Drop ship.
With an Angel.
And as they speed to the closed Door they clearly could hear her scream for the Doctor.
No! Please, No!

"Deadlocked."
River shook her head. "There is no deadlock."
He threw open a panel next to the door. "Don't blink, Amy. Don't even blink."
She tipped in the code again and noticed him fumbling with his sonic at some wires. "What are you doing?"
"Cutting the power. It's using the screen; I'm turning the screen off. No good, it's deadlocked the whole system."
Dread in her stomach she repeated more sinister: "There is no deadlock."

"There is now," he snapped and rushed back to the Door, where in the meantime Tella had arrived with an annoyed look at her face. Wonderful, the exact thing they needed now!
"Please tell me there is no…"
"Help me!" Amy cried, no longer able to hide the panic in her Voice.
He pressed himself at the Door. "Can you turn it off?"
"Doctor." The silent plea for help scared River more than her mother's screams before.
"The screen. Can you turn it off?"
"I tried."
"Try again," he shouted and ran back to the panel.
"But don't take your eyes off the Angel, "added Tella with a calm, reasoning voice, placing a hand on the metal surface. As if Amy could feel that.
How could she stay calm like that! On the other hand, River did, too. Well on the outside. And hadn't the Doctor told something about her being a Teacher of her chapter or something like that?
"I'm not." Screamed mother inside
He tried cutting down the energy again. "Each time it moves, it'll move faster. Don't even blink."
Screw it! Maybe she was a psychopath but she would definitely not let her own mother die like that!
She pushed Tella aside and pointed her pistol-torch at the Door.
"I'm not blinking. Have you ever tried not blinking? It just keeps switching back on!"
Concentrated the Doctor replied"Yeah, it's the Angel. "
"But it's just a recording." Mother barely whispered. Oh, why wasn't it melting!

"No, anything that takes the image of an Angel is an Angel." He noticed her attempts to burn that Door down. "What are you doing? "
"I'm trying to cut through. It's not even warm."
"There is no way in. It's not physically possible." Suddenly his Eyes gleamed. "Physically. Tella, open that door, now!"

She raised an eyebrow. "Pardon? I will not break the rules for you. You are perfectly capable to shift between timelines all yourself. You are a Time Lord, after all!"
"And I am a Human. And there is a Weeping angel in here, too. Now that we know each other's Species, could we please concentrate on this Problem," sounded Amy's voice from inside. "Please Doctor, what's it going to do to me?"
Tella leaned forward. "When it touches you it will send you back in time. They feed on the remaining days which you would have lived before they extracted you. It does not kill you in the sense of the Word but you will never be able to meet your Friends or Family again. You will have to build up a complete new life."
"Tella," the Doctor protested.
"Very comforting," Amy's voice was full of panic and sarcasm. River shot the other woman a glare. "Just keep looking at it. Don't stop looking."
"And not in the eyes!" added Tella.

"What?"
"Look at the Angel but not in its eyes! All the stories warn you about that. Do not look in his eyes!"
The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "You know a lot stories about the Angels, do you?"
"I'm not called the Storyteller for no reason. Amy, they say the eyes are not the windows but the doors of the Soul. Do not look into its eyes!"
"What did you say?"
Tella rolled her eyes. "Humans! Do not look at the eyes! "
"No, about images. Doctor, what did you say about images?"
River pressed herself at the door. "Whatever holds the image of an Angel is an Angel."
"Okay, hold this. One, two, three, four."

And the Door finally opened!

The Doctor and River burst in the moment the monitor turned off.
Amy turned slowly, the remote control in her shaking hand. "I froze it. There was a sort of blip on the tape and I froze it on the blip. It wasn't the image of an Angel any more. That was good, yeah? It was, wasn't it? That was pretty good."
Relieved River grinned. "That was amazing."
The Doctor, already on the screen panel with his screwdriver, pointed at her, "River, hug Amy."
"Why," asked Amy irritated.
"Because I'm busy."
Oh, all right, she desperately needed to hug her mother after that. So she did as he told but for completely different reasons. Tella watched them silently. Damn, that Time Lady was even more cuorious, than her Doctor had told her. River needed to be more carefull.

"I'm fine." Amy protested.
"You're brilliant" Reasoned River with a sharp undertone and a glare to the Doctor.
Of course Amy understood completely. "Thanks. Yeah, I kind of creamed it, didn't I?"
"An absolutely extraordinary performance, Amelia," mumbled Tella, too.
The Time Lord placed her glove-clad hands on both of Amy's cheeks and seemed to inspect her. Then she padded her left cheek and nodded absentminded. "Good. Very good."
"… Thanks?"
To skip the awkward moment, River spoke up. "So it was here? That was the Angel?"

The Doctor pocketed his Screwdriver. "That was a projection of the Angel. It's reaching out, getting a good look at us. It's no longer dormant."
Then there was an explosion outside.
Apparently the clerics broke through.

-o0O0o-

"Eyes downwards", protested Tella as she climbed down the ladder. Amy's giggling encased as two Soldiers really looked down. Above her, the Doctor rolled his eyes. "Well, they suggested that you'll go first."
"Oh, be silent!"
The two Time Lords reached the ground and dusted their hands while looking around. They all stood in a very large underground space, to dark and vast to be illuminated by the small headlights on the helmets of the soldiers.
"Do we have a gravity globe?"
Octavian waved his hand. "Grav- globe."
And promptly a cleric ruffled through his bag and handed a soccer-ball sized globe to the Doctor.
Amy leaded over to River. "Where are we? What is this? "
She opened the file on her comm-device again. " It's an Aplan Mortarium, sometimes called a Maze of the Dead."
"Please be wrong," mumbled Tella, raising all alarms in Rivers head.
"What's that?" asked mother.
"Well, if you happen to be a creature of living stone…." the Doctor kicked the globe into the Air, where it started floating like a tiny white sun. "The perfect hiding place."

Statues. Statues everywhere.
River had heard about those temples before, she had meet the Arplans after all, but this was bad. Really bad. A huge maze of caves, tunnels, alcoves and bridges full of statues.
Beneath her, Tella splat a gallifeyan word she never heard before. The Doctor twitched with instantly red ears and a really offended and ashamed outcry. "Tella!"
"Apologies," she ventured absentminded, still starring up at the vast space with thin lips. "Well at least there will be no more deaths once Bob's mind vanishes."
A solider cringed and the Pater turned around. "What do you mean by that."
"I don't know. It is rare I understand things I see without a context. But this seems to be the nasty surprise I had spoken about."
"A stone Angel on the loose amongst stone statues. A lot harder than I'd prayed for. "
"So it seems."

Out of the corner of her eye River thought there was something in Tella's eyes; that she gave the Bishop an look with a hell of meanings but there was nothing. Just her paranoia, the aftereffect of being a Prisoner way too long combined with the fact that Tella watched her, hellbent on figuring her out for sure.
She searched for her voice and was finally able to whisper: "A needle in a haystack."
The Doctor gazed around. "A needle that looks like hay. A hay-like needle of death. A hay-alike needle of death in a haystack of, err, statues."
Tella cleared her throat meaningful. He adjusted his jacked uncomfortably exactly at the same time. "No, your's was fine."
Octavian raised his eyebrows. " Right…. Check every single statue in this chamber. You know what you're looking for. Complete visual inspection." He looked at the Doctor. " One question. How do we fight it?"
The Doctor smiled and stepped forward. "We find it. And hope."

Amy followed him and the second River wanted, too, the Bishop grabbed her arm and pulled her close.
"He doesn't know yet, does he? Who and what you are"
She repressed all her instincts, licking her lip. So he definitely knew it. "It's too early in his time stream."
"Well, make sure he doesn't work it out, or he's not going to help us." Oh this guy had no idea!
"I won't let you down. Believe you me, I have no intention of going back to prison."
She raised her eyebrows meaningfull, turned and met Tellas curious gaze, again. She straightened defensively and followed her husband with straight steps into the maze, leaving that Idiot of a Bishop behind. Just to find Amy standing in the tunnel rubbing her eyes.

"You all right?"
She cringed and smiled. "Yeah, I'm fine. So, what's a Maze of the Dead?"
Always the curious one, but not a good liar. And she had to give her the stabilizers, in the chaos with the Angel she'd forgotten that. Maybe a bit of some Vitamins, too? She looked really pale, and River would not let anything happen to her. One shock was enough for today.
So she reached for the medipac.
And somehow the conversation turned form Mazes of the Deaths to the Doctor and their relationship, and it was so difficult but also funny to turn down Amy's really good observation. Well she's Amy Pond, of course she is good!

And then there was gunfire.
It seems they found it rather quickly. At least something good.
Or not. Because as they reached the main group it apparently was just a over frightened young solider, already being scolded by Octavian. "..No, sir, it is not. According to the Doctor, we are facing an enemy of unknowable power and infinite evil, so it would be good, it would be very good, if we could all remain calm in the presence of decor."
"He has better instincts than anyone else in these rooms."
Octavian turned clearly annoyed to the Time Lady. "I'm sorry?"
"Nothing." Even if her eyes spoke otherwise, just for a second. The same gaze as before. So it was not only Rivers paranoia.
"What's your name?", the Doctor piped up out of nowhere.
"Bob, sir."

Oh. This explained everything.
The Doctor grinned especially wide." Ah, that's a great name. I love Bob. "
"It's a Sacred Name. We all …"
"You are concerned about your death because of what I told you before, am I right?", Tella interrupted the Bishop with a kind voice.
The Solider, Bob, gulped and nodded. Of course he was.

Of course he was scared. There were legends and myths about the last Time Lady.
Unlike the Doctor, who created his legend on his own, she was known to be a member of that old mysterious race and therefore, she was associated with reputation of those legendary, told-to-be-godlike creatures (River knew they werent, but that warer lefends for you). The last guardian, silently but benevolently watching out of the shadows, but unlike her deceased specimen always helpful and present whenever needed, even if she never takes a side.
Gifted with the ability to see the future, paired with some other, downright magical abilities she could or could not process, she only appeared when truly necessary or unavoidable, making her involuntary an omen of bad luck. She saved people, but you never wanted the Storyteller to come and need to save you ever.
Getting a death warrant form someone like this, tends to scare people, yes.
But apparently they weren't here yet. Well at least not in her timeline.

Still, Tella's normal stoic face turned into a soft, amused smile. "Humans. You will never understand that time is in constant change."
"But, Ma'am, you predicted…"
"No one is able to predict the future. Only to see it, dearie."
Bob blinked confused. "There is a…difference?"
"Of course there is. Your past is easy to read, compared to to an rope or no.. a carpet, still on the loom. Your past is already finished, the different cords and colors already woven. Changing, yes. But in a pattern. Your Future? There are so many different colors, and materials you can use, so many decisions to make. When you see the future, you see all those lined up before you. All the possibilities, every decision leading to even more possibilities as widespread and thin as the plating of twigs in the crown of a tree. But which one you will actually take? I have no Idea."

"But there is a… a chord where I'll die."
She spread her arms. "Every living being in this room has a Timeline where it will die. But everyone has at least one where they will live, too." She leaned forward. "Even you, Bob."
The Doctor nodded and placed a reassuring hand on the young soldiers Arm. "And scared keeps you fast. Will help you to follow that special Timeline. Anyone in this room who isn't scared is a moron. Right Tella?"
She needed a second but answered with a strange meaningful undertone "They are."
Ouch. River suppressed a giggle at the view of the Bishop's sour face as the Doctor addressed him. "Carry on."
"We'll be moving into the Maze in two minutes. You stay with Christian and Angelo. Guard the approach."

-o0O0o-

"Isn't there a chance this lot's just going to collapse? There's a whole ship up there."
River shook her head. " Incredible builders, the Aplans."
"Had dinner with their Chief Architect once. Two heads are better than one." Sometimes the Doctor was such an showoff and namedropper.
Amy's eyes widened in surprise. "What, you mean you helped him?"
"Arplans have two heads," explained Tella dry but with that hinting tone again.

Something was terribly wrong in this halls, River could feel it. And Tella apparently, too. She talked and listened carefully and clearly interested, bickered with the Doctor and rolled her eyes amused. But her dignified but friendly face was a even more stoic mask than normal since they started to climb up the levels and she always seemed to be in a subtle hurry urging the people to carry on. Not by telling them but simply starting to slowly saunter forward whenever they stopped for more than half a minute. She had to be terribly scared beneath that façade.

And the Doctor was completely oblivious.
Or he simply choose to ignore it, as most things. He distracted River by asking to read that one paragraph about the Time of the Angels aloud once more, and she couldn't help to think sarcastically that he was a dramaqueen after all, only wanting to raise the tension as they walked on, slowly reaching level after level.
The Doctor smiled. "Lovely species, the Aplans. We should visit them some time." Now he tried to loosen the tension.
Amy raised her Eyebrows. " I thought they were all dead?"
"So is Virginia Woolf. I'm on her bowling team."
"Timemeddler," noted Tella soundless.
"Namedropper,"mouthed River in response with the same glint in her eyes.
Completely oblivious the Time Lord continued. "Very relaxed, sort of cheerful. Well, that's having two heads, of course. You're never short of a snog with an extra head."
And again there was this short glistering in Tella's eyes, filling Rivers stomach with dread. Apparently Tella would not tell them, so they had to figure it out on their own. "Doctor, there's something. I don't know what it is."
"Yeah, there's something wrong. Don't know what it is yet, either. Working on it."
So he did noticed not only Tella's restlessness but the strange, wrong feeling in the air after all.

"Of course, then they started having laws against self-marrying. I mean, what was that about? But that's the Church for you…" He stopped and realized who he was talking to. " Err, no offense, Bishop."
"Quite a lot taken, if that's all right, Doctor." Octavian answered dry and marched on, leaving the Doctor with a slightly rued face and silenced for the next few minutes.
"Lowest point in the wreckage is only about fifty feet up from here. That way."
"The Church had a point, if you think about it." Amy tried to lower the tension. "The divorces must have been messy."
"Oh", whispered the Doctor and turned slowly, panic in his eyes.
"What's wrong?", asked Amy.
Oh yeah, the decision which head would leave the body,so only one head….
One head. Arplans had two heads. Not one, like all the Statues out there. Statues out of stone.

"Oh."
"Exactly," he choked.
"One hour, ten minutes, 37.26 seconds. What is wrong with you two," Tella growled in a low voice. "I never even once met the Arplans, but noticed on the first sight!"
"Noticed what", demanded Amy to know. "Guys?"
Even Octavian griped his gun harder: "What's wrong, sir?"
"The Arplans." River slowly said. "They have two heads."
Tella finally dropped the bomb: "Every single statue inside this building is a Weeping Angel."

The Doctor raised his hands. "We don't know that for sure."
"Yes we do. The energy leaking out of the ship is able to awake every single one of them. Have you not listen to the story River have read to you? The Time of the Angels. We need to reach that ship before they are strong enough to move and kill us. Pater, you said the wreck is about 50 feet that way?"
"You could have said something! You must have said something!"
"To have a bunch of nervous soldiers like that young pup down there scared of every single shadow. I had that once, at the moon of Malscovador. You know how that ended, Doctor"
"That's no excuse!"
"Moon of what," asked Amy noticing the dark shadow in the Doctors eyes.
"Later," Tella dismissed. "Now we need to reach that ship."
"Tella-"

"Doctor, please. What is done is done, we can discuss this later. They are growing stronger every second."
The Doctor raised his finger with puckered lips searching a few seconds for words, before he splat out: "We will talk about this!"
She raised an eyebrow. "I have already apologized."
Octavian carefully cleared his throat. "Sir, I hate to say so, but she has a point. If she's right, there really is not time for that now." He threw her a dark look. "I'll explain it to the families of all the dead when you two have flown away in your little blue box."
"If you survive," she comented nonchalantly and marched on.
River bite her lip and suppressed the urge to slap her, which even got harder the moment the Time Lord turned at the corner and looked back. "For time's sake! You do want to end up as their prey, do you not? Come on, hurry up a little, Doctor, time for your favorite hobby!"
Taking in a shaking breath to calm himself, the Doctor turned to the rest of the group. "Come on, let's get out of here."
She wasn't sure if she understood the mumbled addition correctly, but it twinged her heart.
"I start to remember why I've left that draft planet."

They started to hasten trough the tunnels, carefully avoiding every single Statue.
The Pater gripped his Walkie-talkie in mid-run: "Bob, Angelo, Christian, come in, please. Any of you, come in!"
First there was just statics but then a voice sounded through the small device. " It's Bob, sir. Sorry, sir."
Visibly relieved Octavian pressed the speaker to his Mouth. " Bob, are Angelo and Christian with you? All the statues are active. I repeat, all the statues are active."
"I know, sir. Angelo and Christian are dead, sir. The statues killed them, sir."

They all stopped in an instant and the Doctor grabbed the Walkie-talkie out of Octavian's hand, despite his annoyed protests.
"Bob, Sacred Bob, it's me, the Doctor."
"I'm talking to…"
"Where are you now?"
"I'm talking to my …"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shut up!"
Bob's voice crackled. "I'm on my way up to you, sir. I'm homing in on your signal."
" Ah, well done, Bob. Scared keeps you fast. Told you, didn't I. Your friends, Bob. What did the Angel do to them?
"Snapped their necks, sir."
"Their necks?" repeated Tella unbelieving.
Her fellow speciesman gave her a look. "That's odd. That's not how the Angels kill you. They displace you in time. Unless they needed the bodies for something."
Octavian snatched the device back. "Bob, did you check their data packs for vital signs? We may be able to initiate a rescue plan…."
"Oh, don't be an idiot." the Doctor interrupted and stole it back." The Angels don't leave you alive. Bob, keep running. But tell me, how did you escape?
"I didn't escape, sir. The Angel killed me, too."

What?
Tella closed her eyes in silent mourning, while River changed a sad side-glance with Amy.
The Doctor slowly pulled the device to his mouth, his eyes locked with Octavian's. "What do you mean, the Angel killed you?"
"Snapped my neck, sir. Wasn't as painless as I expected, but it was pretty quick, so that was something." That voice. As if he was talking about a boring game of space-cricket or something like that.
"If you're dead, how can I be talking to you?"
"You're not talking to me, sir. The Angel has no voice. It stripped my cerebral cortex from my body and re-animated a version of my consciousness to communicate with you. Sorry about the confusion."
River escaped an angry hiss.
The Doctor throw her a look. " So when you say you're on your way up to us….
"It's the Angel that's coming, sir, yes. No way out."

Tella nodded. "Up to the wreckage. Now."
"You knew." One of the clerics whispered. "You told us that there will no more deaths when his mind vanishes. Not his Body. You lied. Again."
Octavian snodded. "It's her nature. That's what always happens when you're dealing with the Celestial Storyteller."
Tella froze.
"Do not call me that again, or I actually will tell you a story." she said silently.
And to Rivers surprise the Bishop nodded respectfully, avoiding her eyes while she turned and marched forward.
The Doctor shoved Amy softly forward. "Go! Go, go. Please, I'm coming."
River nodded and guided her mother with fast paces out of the room. She ignored the fact that the both of the two men didn't follow immediately but caught up petty fast, and concentrated on the statues in their way. So many of them. So many.

"But there was only one Angel on the ship. Just the one, I swear!"she growled .
"Could they have been here already?"suggested Amy.
The Doctor turned but didn't slowed down. "The Aplans. What happened? How did they die out?"
"Nobody knows."
"Now we do," corrected Tella while effortlessly sidestepping a Statue directly in the middle of the path.
Sometimes River wished she had inherited those double hearts, too. Doubles your speed and condition after all.
"They don't look like Angels."
"And they're not fast." Amy added to Octavian's observation. "You said they were fast. They should have had us by now. "
"They're dying, losing their form. They must have been down here for centuries, starving. OH! Genius!" He stopped mid-track.
"Doctor? " asked Amy weary.
"Don't you see? All that radiation spilling out the drive burn. The crash of the Byzantium wasn't an accident, it was a rescue mission for the Angels!"
"The Time of the Angels," realized Amy.
"We really need to get out of here. Fast." declared River. No wonder Tella was in such a hurry. Wait. Did she knew that, too. They really need to talk once they reached the ship.
The Ship.

"Wait!" she screamed. "What about the Angel in the ship."
"I personally prefer one to a whole army of them." dismissed Tella.
The Doctor shook his head an snatched Octavian's Walkie-talkie once again.
"Angel Bob. Which Angel am I talking to? The one from the ship?"
"Yes, sir. And the other Angels are still restoring"
"Ah, so the Angel is not in the wreckage. Thank you." He threw it back to the Pater. "Here we go."
River raised her eyebrow at the absurdness of the situation. "Okay. So.. the ship."
"The ship."
With that they started running again. This time for real.

-o0O0o-

The sounds of metal creaking echoed through the vast cave. Above them the Grav-globe illuminated a vast, torched and partially still burning, bent surface of silver.
"Well. There it is, the Byzantium." Octavian peeked carefully up there. River, too.
"It's got to be thirty feet. How do we get up there?"
He didn't answered, but turned to his men: "Check all these exits. I want them all secure"
Tella looked back in the corridor they came from." By the state of those over there, we actually have saved some time. Now we need to figure out how to get up there."
"As I said."
"I simply repeated you to clarify it."
River rose her eyebrow. "Everybody is a little pissed at you right now, so you should follow my advice to be a little more..careful."
Tella nodded. "All right."

Amy watched them both concerned, and tried to distract them. "So. How do we get up there? Doctor? Pater Octavian?"
"Actually-"
Tella huffed: "Really? No rope or other climbing equipment, anything to get up there? You are going into a system of caves without a rope?"
"Bob had the ropes," disrupted a cleric.
Tella snapped her mouth shut. "Oh."
River leaned forward. "What did I just said?"
"Apologies." she mumbled half-heartily. River shuddered and suppressed the sick feeling in her stomach. They were not that early!

"We could climb up the walls. The rock-structure is rough enough and there are also those vines.", Amy suggested.
"And break our necks, sure," Octavian responded.
Tella rose one eyebrow. "It actually could work, but it is way too slow and dangerous."
Amy shrugged her shoulders. "Well, there is no other way. We can't overcome gravity."

The Doctor whirled around. "We can! Pond, you are brilliant!" He kissed her hair.
"Oh Guardians, no!" Tella rubbed her forehead in defeat. "You are absolutely mad!"
"You said it needed to be fast!"
"Yes but I never meant to… Whatever."
"Better plan?"
"Just be silent and do it. And this does not mean I approve."

Rivers head slowly turned suspiciously from one to another. "What are you two planning to do ?"
The Doctor smiled mysteriously. She knew that smile, he was going to do something amazing and completely showoff again. " Do you trust me?"
Amy grinned. "Yeah"
River still unsure nodded. "Always"
"Never," Tella declared.
The Doctor rolled his eyes and turned to the clerics. "You lot, do you trust me?"

"Sir, Incoming!"

And really there was one single statue - more a human shaped rock than an actual Angel but still - pointing his hand at them. The torches flickered. Octavian stared one second at the lone figure before he nodded. "We have faith, sir."
The Time Lord grinned and snapped his fingers. "All right. Then give me your gun."
Surprised the Pater did as told.
"I'm about to do something incredibly stupid and dangerous." The Doctor declared. "When I do, jump!"
"Jump where?"
"Just jump, high as you can. Come on, leap of faith, Bishop. On my signal. One, two, three!"
The single shot thundered through the whole maze as the Grav-globe exploded into a glibbery glowing liquid.

-o0O0o-

To be continued ...


AN:
As you might have noticed, there are some mayor changes to the plot and this will even continue in the next part. It is a rewrite with another character thrown in the mix so the storyline changes.
For example they not needed to pull that insane stunt with the torches to confirm that all those statues are Angels, because Tella already knows it. I actually don't like it much because she is not such a know it all as she seemed here. She simply read a lot of books, loves tales, legends and myths and some of them were about the Weeping Angels. Because of her constant nagging to hurry up and also not doing the thing with the torches, they are about ten or twelve minutes ahead of the shows timeline. That's the reason Amy's hallutinations haven't started yet or the Angels haven't caught up.

Tella is a huge jerk in these first storylines untill chapter 9, but she gets better, just like River told. But first it's getting worse. Next chaper we enter the byzantium, and things get serious.

Oh and thanks to SlytherinHolmes for my first fav.

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