CHAPTER FIFTEEN - ENTER THE AVATAR
The room was large and spacious, however, there were signs that it had never been visitied in a very long time. Items large and small were scattered about the place with covers over them protecting what could be a small fortune in lost treasures, upon which laid what could be mistaken for a generation of dust and debris. The windows were boarded up at somepoint, however, rather badly as streaks of light permiated through cracks and shone brightly into the abandoned room, and the air was stale and stagnant as if neither window or door has ever been opened for a very long time indeed.
On what looked like a nearby packing crate was placed a container half full of a muddy liquid, it was sign enough that somebody had been there once, but long left, leaving the container behind.
Suddenly, and without warning, the container bounced by an unseen force, a small distance across the crate, disturbing the dust and cobwebs in the process. Again, another force pushed the container a little further, but this time there was a distinguished noise accompanying it. A very deep, almost growling noise which bounced around from wall to wall intensifying as it went. As the time ticked past the intensity of the noise and the disturbance grew more and more fierce literally blowing the container off the crate and across the floor spilling the vile liquid over the place. If anybody had been in the building, they would have been scared senseless as to what was happening.
In the center of the room what looked like a small wind storm was appearing as if from nowhere blowing dirt and debris all about the room, and in the midst of it all a large object seemed to be materialising. The noise blowing around the room had reached deafening levels by now as whatever it was continued to appear. After about thirty seconds later, both the silence and the wind had settled down and the building had returned to it's preivous quiet state.
There was only one minor difference to the scene that is now set, and that was large red bus that had appeared in the middle of the building.
After a minute more of silence a doorway opened at the rear of the bus and two woman emerged from the vehicle. One of them looked in their early twenties and definitely dressed the part with a pair of tight fitting jeans, an overly large baggy t-shirt and black jacked adorned with countless labels which had been sown on. The other woman looked like she was in her late twenties, early thirties but her attire made her look several years older. Her dress sense was nothing short or "motherly" with the red raincoat completing the ensemble just made her look like the embarrassing aunt nobody wanted around for Sunday tea.
"Well compliments on a smooth landing this time," the younger woman commented as she stepped out into the open space.
"Well my sainted soul, a compliment finally. And after all this time," the other woman replied stepping out afterwards.
"Well it was better than your last landing," the younger woman continued as she looked around the building at all the items that were stowed away. "You ran the bus into the back of that presidential building and were nearly sentenced to death."
"Well," the other woman mumbled, "there were circumstances. I spilt my drink during the re-materialisation."
"Well, at least you're consistant," the young woman commented as she knelt down by the now empty container.
"Very amusing," the older woman replied with a slightly sour look on her face.
"Sorry, it wasn't meant to be nasty Iris," she quickly apologised.
"That's quite alright Ace," Iris replied with a smile. "Now come on chuck let's see where the old girl has landed us this time around."
"It's definitely an interesting looking place," Ace mused as she blew the dust from one of the containers and looked at the markings. "Well looks like we've hit a human civilisation."
"Oh good," Iris smiled, "I'd be needing some groceries. I wonder if we've landed near to a market place?"
Ace was about to reply to that comment when both their attention was re-directed to two large doors set at one end of the building. The fascination wasn't the doors however, but the muffled but distinct voices from the other side. Whoever they were, they were coming in.
"I swear by the Lords, I heard an explosion in this building." A female said in a slightly exaggerated tone.
"There wasn't any explosion." A male replied, "I sense no smoke and I see no fire. What kind of explosion could it have been?"
"I'm telling you," the female continued, "I heard something. It was a big."
Several large locks clunked into place, echoing around the building and after a moment one of the large doors opened.
The male and female entered the building apprehensively and looked around, inhaling the staleness of the air.
"See." The male said, "smell the air in here. No explosion."
"But what did I hear then?"
"Hello chuck?" Iris called coming out from behind one of the boxes with Ace following behind. "You heard us I'm afraid."
"W-where did you come from?" the male said in a startled tone. "How did you get in here?"
"Well, in my TARDIS." Iris replied in a matter of fact manner.
"Ah-ha." The male simply said. "Show me your papers."
"We don't have any papers." Ace answered. "We're travellers, we've come to meet you."
"Meet me?" the man replied still surprised pointing at himself.
"Not you." The female hushed.
"Actually, I she your people." Iris replied. "I'm Iris, and this is my companion Ace."
The two people eyed Iris and Ace for a moment in silence as they slowly digested what was happening before them.
"Who'd give you a name like Ace?" the female asked.
"Well it isn't my real name," Ace answered, "I just didn't like the name my parents gave me that's all."
"You remember your parents?" the female commented with shock in her voice.
"Sadly," Ace simply replied.
"Then," the male said scratching his head. "You could not have been here at the time of the Reckoning. "
"Reckoning?" Iris repeated taking a side-long glance at Ace. "No, that doesn't ring any bells luv."
"It was the day that all we know about ourselves, our lives, were snatched from us." The female answered.
"We can only remember the days after the Reckoing." The male stated. "But before, that, it's simply a blank."
To Be Continued ...
The room was large and spacious, however, there were signs that it had never been visitied in a very long time. Items large and small were scattered about the place with covers over them protecting what could be a small fortune in lost treasures, upon which laid what could be mistaken for a generation of dust and debris. The windows were boarded up at somepoint, however, rather badly as streaks of light permiated through cracks and shone brightly into the abandoned room, and the air was stale and stagnant as if neither window or door has ever been opened for a very long time indeed.
On what looked like a nearby packing crate was placed a container half full of a muddy liquid, it was sign enough that somebody had been there once, but long left, leaving the container behind.
Suddenly, and without warning, the container bounced by an unseen force, a small distance across the crate, disturbing the dust and cobwebs in the process. Again, another force pushed the container a little further, but this time there was a distinguished noise accompanying it. A very deep, almost growling noise which bounced around from wall to wall intensifying as it went. As the time ticked past the intensity of the noise and the disturbance grew more and more fierce literally blowing the container off the crate and across the floor spilling the vile liquid over the place. If anybody had been in the building, they would have been scared senseless as to what was happening.
In the center of the room what looked like a small wind storm was appearing as if from nowhere blowing dirt and debris all about the room, and in the midst of it all a large object seemed to be materialising. The noise blowing around the room had reached deafening levels by now as whatever it was continued to appear. After about thirty seconds later, both the silence and the wind had settled down and the building had returned to it's preivous quiet state.
There was only one minor difference to the scene that is now set, and that was large red bus that had appeared in the middle of the building.
After a minute more of silence a doorway opened at the rear of the bus and two woman emerged from the vehicle. One of them looked in their early twenties and definitely dressed the part with a pair of tight fitting jeans, an overly large baggy t-shirt and black jacked adorned with countless labels which had been sown on. The other woman looked like she was in her late twenties, early thirties but her attire made her look several years older. Her dress sense was nothing short or "motherly" with the red raincoat completing the ensemble just made her look like the embarrassing aunt nobody wanted around for Sunday tea.
"Well compliments on a smooth landing this time," the younger woman commented as she stepped out into the open space.
"Well my sainted soul, a compliment finally. And after all this time," the other woman replied stepping out afterwards.
"Well it was better than your last landing," the younger woman continued as she looked around the building at all the items that were stowed away. "You ran the bus into the back of that presidential building and were nearly sentenced to death."
"Well," the other woman mumbled, "there were circumstances. I spilt my drink during the re-materialisation."
"Well, at least you're consistant," the young woman commented as she knelt down by the now empty container.
"Very amusing," the older woman replied with a slightly sour look on her face.
"Sorry, it wasn't meant to be nasty Iris," she quickly apologised.
"That's quite alright Ace," Iris replied with a smile. "Now come on chuck let's see where the old girl has landed us this time around."
"It's definitely an interesting looking place," Ace mused as she blew the dust from one of the containers and looked at the markings. "Well looks like we've hit a human civilisation."
"Oh good," Iris smiled, "I'd be needing some groceries. I wonder if we've landed near to a market place?"
Ace was about to reply to that comment when both their attention was re-directed to two large doors set at one end of the building. The fascination wasn't the doors however, but the muffled but distinct voices from the other side. Whoever they were, they were coming in.
"I swear by the Lords, I heard an explosion in this building." A female said in a slightly exaggerated tone.
"There wasn't any explosion." A male replied, "I sense no smoke and I see no fire. What kind of explosion could it have been?"
"I'm telling you," the female continued, "I heard something. It was a big."
Several large locks clunked into place, echoing around the building and after a moment one of the large doors opened.
The male and female entered the building apprehensively and looked around, inhaling the staleness of the air.
"See." The male said, "smell the air in here. No explosion."
"But what did I hear then?"
"Hello chuck?" Iris called coming out from behind one of the boxes with Ace following behind. "You heard us I'm afraid."
"W-where did you come from?" the male said in a startled tone. "How did you get in here?"
"Well, in my TARDIS." Iris replied in a matter of fact manner.
"Ah-ha." The male simply said. "Show me your papers."
"We don't have any papers." Ace answered. "We're travellers, we've come to meet you."
"Meet me?" the man replied still surprised pointing at himself.
"Not you." The female hushed.
"Actually, I she your people." Iris replied. "I'm Iris, and this is my companion Ace."
The two people eyed Iris and Ace for a moment in silence as they slowly digested what was happening before them.
"Who'd give you a name like Ace?" the female asked.
"Well it isn't my real name," Ace answered, "I just didn't like the name my parents gave me that's all."
"You remember your parents?" the female commented with shock in her voice.
"Sadly," Ace simply replied.
"Then," the male said scratching his head. "You could not have been here at the time of the Reckoning. "
"Reckoning?" Iris repeated taking a side-long glance at Ace. "No, that doesn't ring any bells luv."
"It was the day that all we know about ourselves, our lives, were snatched from us." The female answered.
"We can only remember the days after the Reckoing." The male stated. "But before, that, it's simply a blank."
To Be Continued ...
