Chapter Two

Ciel and Sebastian stared at the man in confusion.

"The Doctor? Doctor who?" Sebastian asked, lifting an eyebrow.

"Precisely! Now, come on!" the man exclaimed brightly, running toward the door.

Ciel and Sebastian exchanged a glance before running after him as he pushed the front doors open. He paused when he saw the carriage.

"Fantastic! You're ready to go!" the Doctor grinned, running and pulling the carriage door open.

"Wait! Who are you?" Ciel yelled, catching up to him with Sebastian by his side.

"I told you, I'm the Doctor. Now, the more important question here is who are you two?" the man asked.

"I am Earl Ciel Phantomhive, and this is my butler, Sebastian Michaelis." Ciel said quickly, still extremely confused.

"Nice to meet you. Now, let's go! We don't have all day!" the Doctor proclaimed, picking Ciel up and nearly tossing him into the carriage.

"Young master!" Sebastian reached out to grab the Doctor's shoulder, but the man quickly sidestepped and hopped into the carriage, sitting across from a grumbling Ciel.

"Hurry up, come on!" he said hurriedly, pulling the door closed in Sebastian's face.

Sebastian stared at the carriage in wonder, then smirked and climbed up into the driver's seat. He jiggled the reigns, and the two chestnut brown horses strapped to the front began at a gentle trot away from the manor. The demon chuckled in amusement and shook his head. He had no idea who this man was or what was going on, but he had a feeling that today was going to be an interesting one indeed.

Inside, Ciel watched the strange man carefully as he smiled back at him. The Doctor said nothing for a few minutes, prompting the young earl to start a conversation.

"So, where are we going?" he asked carefully.

"London." the Doctor answered simply.

"Why?"

The Doctor sighed.

"Because that's where it is." he answered, reaching into his pocket.

Ciel tensed and put his left hand on the handle of the pistol he kept on him at all times, in case this deranged stranger was reaching for a weapon. The Doctor pulled a strange looking metal rod from his pocket and turned it over in his hand. The end of it glowed a bright blue, and he began to run it over the hinges on the carriage doors with a curious expression on his face. The rod buzzed softly as the Doctor passed it over the metal, and the man gave a satisfied smile before putting it back in his pocket.

"What was that?" Ciel asked, moving his hand away from his gun slowly.

"Sonic screwdriver." the Doctor answered shortly, smiling as he began unlocking the hinges on the window.

"What are you doing?"

"Telling your butler to hurry up. We'll never get there in time at this rate."

"Get where?"

"I've already told you. London."

"What is in London that you're so eager to find?"

"The signal. Now shut up for a moment."

Ciel blinked, taken aback. He had never been told to shut up, and it wasn't something that he liked. The Doctor smiled and swung the window open, standing slightly to stick his head out.

"Sebastian, hurry it up! We'll never make it in time!" he called at the butler.

"Sorry, I take orders only from my young master!" Sebastian called back, keeping his eyes firmly on the road.

"Do as he said, Sebastian! The sooner we get there the sooner he leaves!" Ciel yelled.

Sebastian smirked and nodded, even though he knew his master couldn't see him.

"Yes, my lord."

He cracked the reigns, and the horses sped up. The Doctor smiled and sat down, closing the window and giving Ciel a friendly nod. Ciel glared slightly at him, still a little angry at being told to shut up. However, his burning curiosity about this strange man cast a huge shadow over his irritation.

"You said you were looking for a signal?" he asked.

"No, I found the signal. I'm looking for what's making it." the Doctor replied.

"What's making it?"

"If I knew that I wouldn't be looking for it, now would I?"

Ciel sighed, quickly growing tired of the man's strange speech pattern.

"Well, what signal is it? What did it do?" he asked, slightly irritated and wanting a helpful answer.

"Brought the Tardis here." the Doctor answered as it should have been obvious.

"What is a Tardis?"

"My ship."

"Ship? You mean that box you showed up in?"

"Yep."

"Why is it so important that you find the source of this signal?"

"It's a distress signal. Someone needs my help."

Ciel sat back and tried to piece all of this together. After a few minutes he spoke again, thinking he had the situation all worked out.

"So you travel around in the...Tardis, answering distress calls around the world?" he asked carefully.

"Not just this planet. Any planet."

"There's life on other planets?"

"Oh yeah. Loads. Hundreds, thousands of species humans have never encountered yet. But don't worry, you will. In the future humans will be just about everywhere."

"You talk as if you've been there."

"I have. Past, present, future. I've been traveling through space and time for 900 years!"

Ciel's jaw dropped; this guy had to be insane! The notion of aliens was mental enough, and now he was throwing time travel into the mix? Scientists had been trying to figure out how to do it for years. Now this loon was trying to say that he had been traveling through time in a blue police box for 900 years! Crazy!

"You can't be serious. Humans don't even live past 100, none the less 900." Ciel tried to reason, getting nervous.

"Who said I was human?" the Doctor asked with an amused look.

"You look like one."

"Just because a raven looks like a crow does not mean it's a crow."

Ciel sighed.

"If you aren't human, then what are you?"

"I'm a Time Lord. The last Time Lord."