A/N: Thanks for reading! I love writing this story and it might take some turns so hold on tight. It's a long one to make up for Ch. 1, enjoy!
Chapter 2: The Chosen One
The Doctor ran around the TARDIS console, pressing buttons and flicking switches like it was nobody's business.
"Alright Doctor, where to next?"
Amy Pond was grinning at the Doctor as he twisted and turned some final levers and the distinct groaning of the TARDIS filled the room. They grabbed the console and smiled at each other.
"No idea!"
The TARDIS shuddered and came to a stop as Rory Williams walked into the control room and joined his wife.
"Where have you been?" Amy asked before he could say a word.
"Trying to find the backdoor." He said quite seriously, but Amy couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright, time to find out where we are!" The Doctor told them, his laughing eyes looking happier than ever.
He peered out the door. "Earth, 23rd century, mid-spring… somewhere near modern-day Coventry." He continued outside.
Amy and Rory hurried out behind him but the Doctor was nowhere to be found. They looked around for a bit and then found him talking to a group of children, trying to get information.
"So where are we, exactly?" They heard him ask.
"Dresden of course," A little girl replied, sounding shocked he didn't know. "How do you not know that, have you had too much to drink?"
The Doctor paused. "No, I'm just thick," He said absently. "Now why aren't you in school?"
"Because today is a grouping day." An older boy said simply, a little too simply for the Doctor's liking. "We all have to be at the grouping later today, well except for little Pixie." He motioned to the little girl he'd spoken with earlier.
"Grouping day? What's a grouping day?" The Doctor asked, suddenly interested. The children stopped and looked at each other, looking instantly uncomfortable.
Pixie leaned in close. "It's when the spirit picks another body." she whispered, sounding incredibly frightened.
"Well, where can we find this 'grouping'?" The Doctor whispered back to her.
"It's at 7:00 at the group center, where all the groupings are held." A new boy said, just as a short-haired woman walked up behind them.
"What are you kids talking about?" The new-comer announced, rather loudly.
"Just… things." One girl replied. "Nothing" Another boy yelled at the same moment. The kids burst into peals of laughter.
"Well glad to see you guys are having fun." She smiled. "And who are you?" she faced the Doctor accusingly.
"Oh, just passing through," He said innocently. "We were just leaving weren't we Amy, Rory." Then he strutted off, with Amy and Rory right behind him this time.
"Uhh, Doctor, something doesn't seem right here." Rory said quietly, to make sure the woman wasn't listening.
"Thanks Captain Obvious, now shut up and let the Doctor talk." Amy snapped back to him.
"I don't know what it is yet, but I know how we're going to find out," The Doctor said calmly. "Amy, Rory. We're going to a grouping."
. . . .
They found a hotel close to where they were and went out again. The Doctor somehow knew where all the places were and who they should talk to but they were pretty sure he was bluffing. They found the group center with no trouble and sat down right when a man started talking.
"Hello everyone, and welcome to the 231st annual grouping of 2256. I'm sure you all know that 14 year old Brooklyn Smith passed away last night of…" He paused. "Unnatural causes. And by law we must bring in her body to release her of her…" Another pause. "Burden, and pass it on to another. So let the choosing begin." The man sat down again.
The Doctor was sitting in his seat when the room got silent. He noticed that a body had been brought in where the man had been standing. The body of a young girl. She was tall and had soft blond hair; the Doctor guessed this was the girl they were talking about, Brooklyn Smith.
He watched for a moment when something happened that shocked him. The girl sat up and started talking. But there was something different about her than the other children. Her eyes were milky white and her voice didn't sound like a girls, it was flat and completely monotone. The Doctor realized this must be the so called 'spirit' the children had been talking about.
"I sense a new form in my presence." The girl/spirit said. "Three, in fact. And I sense that one of them is not like you." The Doctor glanced quickly at Amy and Rory. "He is like me, not of this world and I also sense a perfect match."
The Doctor tensed up, realizing what the girl/spirit meant. Amy clutched his arm, realizing what she (it) meant too. The thing continued.
"I have found who I need." The thing paused. "The one I must use is Cee Vinson.
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