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DOCTOR! YOU CAN'T RUN!
"What the fuck is that!" I yelled.
"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT THE LANGUAGE!" The Doctor yelled, pointing at me. He was typing like crazy on the center console. Pressing random and weird buttons in no order.
DOCTOR! WE SHALL GET YOU! that voice said again. But it wasn't a voice I heard through my ears. It sounded like the words were being transmitted right to my brain. This voice was like scraping metal. I knew that this was the voice of the creature that was following us earlier.
Suddenly there was a beating sound all around the walls of this place. The thing was crawling on it.
"Can it get in here?" I asked the Doctor, trying to keep myself calm.
"Not sure." Not exactly reassuring. "Even I don't know what that creature is. And that's saying something."
"So whatever that thing is, could just break in here?"
"Well now, I didn't say that. This thing has pretty good defenses. I gotta find some place to get away from it."
"Anywhere! Wait a minute." Realizing something. "How can this thing move?"
"Remember what I said before about teleportation and time travel?" He looked at me really seriously, but his hands were still working on the console's many buttons.
"I thought you were kidding around with that one." No way!
"Yes way!" He did it again! Can he read minds? Later. "TARDIS! Where can we go with this thing?"
Then there was another sound, besides the clanking around outside. It sounded like a whale or something, but like we were on the inside of it. No way.
"Is this thing alive?" I asked the Doctor.
"The TARDIS? Somewhat. Its more of a consciousness."
His remark got answered by a sound like a growl.
"Fine alright alright. Yes it is alive. The time vortex within it makes it alive."
"WHAT!"
"MIDNIGHT! Br-r-r-r-rilliant." He yelled. Rolling the R kinda strangely.
The Doctor smacked a giant blue button and this weird siren sound began going off.
"Natasha! Grab onto something!"
Not asking why, I reached for one of the columns.
DOCTOR! WE WILL FIND YOU! WE MOVE LIKE YOU DO!
Abruptly the whole room began rocking back and forth. That banshee scream of scraping nails came back and then suddenly disappeared as the TARDIS instantly stopped. Sending me flying.
"That's it I'm out." I began walking towards the door.
"NO DON'T!" The Doctor ran at me with that incredible speed of his. But I was still closer to the door than he was.
"Good bye Doctor." Opening the door. Three things happened then. One, I saw a world of blue diamonds in a diamond desert. Two, I began feeling my flesh burn off me. And third, a giant creature's arm reached around towards the door and grabbed for me.
Suddenly, two arms were around my waist pulling me back. The Doctor then kicked the door shut with his foot before the hand reached us, and before I was fried alive. Losing his balance from the kick, we both fell. Me on top of him.
After laying there trying to catch my breath, I looked up to see what, or in this case, who I was laying on. I saw the Doctor's young face staring at me with his piercing hazel eyes. His eyes seemed to be changing color. Without controlling myself, I began to lean forward to see them. His eyes were light brown, but the brown was spiraling towards his pupil and turning green. Widening my view I saw the Doctor's full expression while looking at me. His cheeks were more red than I thought they were. He suddenly was an inch from my face, leaning up on his arms.
Pushing myself away, I was sitting against one of the columns. Doctor just laid back down on the floor, lips sealed and looking straight up.
"I guess that thing is gone right?" I asked to break the silence.
"I'm sorry." That's all he said.
"I'm the one who landed on you. It's partially my fault."
"Well for that, and for your parents." He said catching me by surprise.
"How'd you know about that." Then a thought crossed my mind. "Did you have something to do with that?"
"WHAT!" Finally getting up to look at me. His eyes were blue now while he had a face of confusion on his face. "No! I just know about it."
"How?"
"I…I just do." He said, his voice was strained. He wasn't telling me something.
"If you know what happened, tell me!" Anger began expressing itself in my voice. The Doctor just looked at me with sorrow on his face.
"Not now," Suddenly, he was writing things down in a small notebook with a pen, and then he stuffed them into a pocket on his shirt.
"What did you write down?" I asked.
"Something I need to do later." He stood up and then helped me up. I was still angry at him, but he saved me from whatever that thing was. Speaking of...
"What is all this?" I finally said the question that probably should have been my first. "What is this machine? How does it teleport and time travel? What was the thing chasing us?"
"Um...you can't freak out." He tried to use a soothing tone of voice, but it came out more as a nervous voice. "Promise not to freak out?"
"I've been attacked by a strange creature, travelled in space, and this box is bigger on the inside...what can you possibly say that can me freak out?" I had no doubt in my mind that I could take what he said.
"I'm a 1583 year old alien from a now destroyed planet who travels through time and space to save the universe, and you are now my companion because that creature wants to kill you and eat you like a turkey on Thanksgiving."
Okay, I couldn't handle it.