Here's chapter 2, I hope you enjoy.
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The Doctor tilted his head slightly, there was no pain, he had been expecting pain; lots of it.
Instead he heard laughter.
Yes, he could have sworn he heard stifled laughter.
Taking his chances, he opened his eyes, whatever her name was, she was trying her best not to smile, but she gave in. The ruby colored lips parted and gleaming white teeth greeted him.
She jumped down from the ledge she had been standing on and bent over with laughter, "I'm sorry." She managed to get out.
The Doctor always cursed himself for having such a strong curiosity. Instead of reacting to the instinct to run for his life, his feet stayed planted. He eyed her intriguingly, taking his sonic screwdriver out of his breast pocket. He knew that it could not do any real harm, but it was the only weapon he had on him. And if she was a vampire, he could probably use enough strength to stake her with it. Although, watching her, he wondered if she was altogether sane.
Promise pulled herself up, a hand on her stomach, her behavior coming down from her laughing high.
"I'm sorry." She repeated, her heavy accent gone.
The Doctor's brow shot up, 'Well, that's odd.'
"You're…accent." He pointed out softly.
"Huh? Oh, yeah." She cleared her throat, "I'm going to suck your blood." She echoed her previous statement in the heavy Romanian accent, her arms raised above her head; hands turned down, with her fingers wriggling about.
The Doctor watched the long, slender fingers before meeting her eyes.
"It's so stereotypical, right?" She had gone back to what he guessed was her true manner of speaking, American without a doubt.
"What?" The Doctor asked, not putting his guard down, but feeling rather irritable by these turn of events.
"I'm sorry that I scared you."
"You didn't." The Doctor said defensively and somewhat quickly, tugging nervously at the lapels of his coat.
"You sure? Cause I think I did."
The Doctor shook his head, his hand clamped around the screwdriver, his face feeling hot and flushed.
"Why were you chasing me?" He asked, changing the subject.
"To be perfectly frank, I have only been following you for about two blocks."
The Doctor shook his head again, "What do you mean?" He was trying to remember the person he had met in the dark. Now that he thought about it, the individual was much taller than the girl standing before him, hell the person towered him.
"I was just getting over the worst blind date, in the history of blind dates. I mean if I wasn't in public I probably would have eaten him."
The Doctor did a double take, "Eaten him?"
She nodded, "Yeah." She said flippantly, "So I was just leave the club and I saw someone run past in the alleyway across the street, and I decided to see what was going on. And I found you, running and there was nothing chasing you."
"I don't know what it was or who it was." The Doctor said, slipping his hand in his pocket, feeling the slip of paper he had placed in there before all of this chaos started.
"So, are you really a vampire?" The Doctor asked bluntly.
Promise smiled, "Yeah." She nodded, rather proudly, pulling up her top lip, her teeth were perfectly normal. Until her canines, shifted, and changed before his eyes. The pearly teeth became menacing, the canines sharp and long.
The Doctor swallowed with some difficulty, "Okay." Nodding vigorously.
They changed back to normal and she closed her mouth.
"Don't worry; I'm not going to suck you."
Their eyes met.
"I mean, I…uh, I'm not going to feed off you. Ate already." She explained.
The Doctor nodded, "Thanks."
"Besides," She added, "You're an alien; your blood's different than humans, not really appetizing."
"Thanks." He said again, wondering if he should be offended by that remark or not.
"So, you seem fine. No harm done." Promise turned to leave.
"Well, thank you for not killing me." The Doctor said, feeling that he needed to say something.
Promise swiveled her head and smiled sweetly, she didn't speak.
Her heels clicked once again on the pavement, and she disappeared within the shadows.
The city life met him instantly, not recalling when it had gone the first time, but he was sure it was when the mystifying woman had confronted him.
He figured that he should go back to where he had left Donna and Jack, and get the hell out of there, quickly.
Pushing his other hand into his pocket the Doctor kept a watchful eye, scanning the darkness for whatever little surprises they concealed.
New York City was particularly busy this night, then again, it was on 11:00, the city lights were blocking out the stars. Although, he felt alone, isolated from the rest of the people he past on the sidewalk. The night was not very cold, it being only mid-September the 20 degrees Celsius was quite pleasant.
Still there was this inkling, deep down, something was not right.
It could have been that he was rattled by the fact that vampires actually existed, he had been to so many places, seen so many things in the wide universe. Uncovered things that had been hidden for centuries, and now he was in a world where vampires walked beside him.
They could be anywhere, anyone; the man behind him, the couple up ahead of him.
He pondered what made the idea that vampires being real could frighten him so, Daleks, Cybermen, no problem. But, the dead that could suck the blood out of you…he couldn't help but think about when that Plasmavore had sucked his blood with a bendy straw. The Doctor rubbed his neck, that memory still gave him chills.
However, a smirk came on his face when Promise's voice came into his head.
"I'm going to suck your blood."
Very Bela Lugosi.
Shaking his head quickly, the voice was gone. Not wanting to tempt the stereotype, he didn't know if vampires could thrall someone. That would be very unsuitable. Kind of neat to see demonstrated, but very bad just the same.
As the Doctor rounded the last block, again keeping an eye out for any unwanted strangers in the dark.
The sooner they left this place the better.
Maybe he would take them to Kataa Flo Ko; he had wanted to take Donna to see the coral reefs made of diamonds. But, somehow, they never did quite make it. There was something always getting in the way. As was his life.
It was then that he regretted never taken Rose to Barcelona.
The Doctor stopped suddenly, tilting his head to one side, is expression blank.
Now the Doctor had a good memory, okay 'good' was being modest, after living 900 some odd years; the Doctor had an excellent memory.
So when the Doctor turned into the empty alley, where he was 100 percent positive he had left the Tardis, he knew something wasn't right.
And where were Jack and Donna?
He hoped they hadn't gotten the drunken idea to take the TARDIS for a joyride; Donna had flown the ship a couple of times, rather poorly, and also soberly.
Jack didn't know, did he?
Would they have left him behind?
The Doctor was pulled from his thoughts of loneliness when an exhausted grunt sounded off the brick walls that surrounded him. A groan caused by someone carrying a great deal of weight.
He turned swiftly, something was in the shadows, and his hearts quickened, another vampire?
He hoped not.
To the Doctor's relief, Jack emerged from the darkness. His relief soon turned into dread when he saw what was in the captain's arms, Donna; her right arm wrapped around Jack's neck, her head lying motionlessly against his shoulder, and her eyes closed.
"Where's the TARDIS?" Jack asked, shifting Donna's body.
Dead weight, the Doctor observed; he felt his hearts thud loudly within his chest.
The Doctor was next to them with one long stride, he decided to pass up the first question of 'Jack, what did you do with my ship?', and instead asked, "What happened?"
"She was attacked." Jack answered his voice thick with emotion.
The Doctor met Jack's eyes before running his hands over Donna, looking for any reason she was unconscious. He found it.
Lowering her gently to the pavement, the Doctor took off his brown coat and bunched it up, sticking it under his companion's head. Her red hair splaying over the garment, her head falling away from the Doctor exposing her bloodied neck.
The Doctor looked up at Jack; he opened his mouth to say something, but instead took out a handkerchief from his jacket pocket, using it, he began to wipe away the crimson blood from Donna's wound.
"What happened?" The Doctor asked, not looking up this time.
"I don't know." Jack answered.
"What do you mean, you don't know?"
Jack shrugged, "I only left her side for a moment, that was it."
The Doctor ran his sonic screwdriver over the wound, two puncture holes. Dread filled him instantly.
"What the hell?" Jack whispered.
"Donna?" The Doctor called out to her, pressing the cloth to her neck, he touched her cheek; silently begging her to wake.
"How long has she been bleeding like this?"
"Not long, five minutes."
The Doctor cursed silently.
"Why did you leave her?"
"I…"
The Doctor looked up and eyed the captain, "Why?"
"I had to figure out which way to go, I couldn't remember if it was left or right, and Donna needed to sit down, she was kind of tipsy."
"And when you came back…?"
"She was like this." Jack said motioning to Donna on the ground.
The Doctor eyed the injury; the bleeding hadn't stopped, and didn't look like it was going to anytime soon. If only he had the TARDIS.
"Where is the TARDIS?" Jack asked, looking about.
"I don't know." The Doctor said irritably.
Jack's grip tightened on Donna's shoulder, "What do you mean?"
"Do you see it here?" The Doctor asked, meeting the captain's eyes.
Jack shook his head.
"There you go then."
"Is she going to be alright?"
The Doctor sighed, shaking his head this time; his shoulder's shrugging, "She's losing blood."
The ex-time agent's bottom lip trembled slightly. If the TARDIS were here, then he wouldn't be worrying as much as he was. The thought of losing the redheaded temp was like a punch in the gut. He had to remember to breath.
"She's going to be alright, right?" Jack asked.
"We need help."
The Doctor was also pushing back the thoughts of Donna's impending demise. It was amazing that two little holes were bleeding like this. It was not even affected by the sonic-screwdriver. The idea of going to the hospital was in the back of his head, but he was afraid that if he left this spot, then the TARDIS would come back, as if on her own.
He was torn between saving her life, and waiting for the Tardis to come back.
"DOCTOR!!"
The Doctor and Jack looked towards the voice materializing from the opposite end of the alleyway. Once again, the sound of boot heels clinked on the damp pavement.
"Get her up!" Promise ordered at the two men, who looked up at her with surprise.
"Who are you?" Jack asked, taking her in.
"Doctor, you have to get her out of here, now." Her voice urgent, but not at all out of breath from the running he was sure she had done.
"Where…" The Doctor began.
"I have a place, close, but we have to go now." Promise said looking down the alley, searching the dark.
"What's happening?" The Time Lord asked.
"Not now, soon. I'll tell you soon, I promise."
Jack met the Doctor's eyes, who merely nodding. Lifting Donna back into his arms, her head resting on her shoulder, her left arm swaying freely while the other lay across her stomach.
With an unpleasant feeling pushing into his mind, followed the Doctor and the mysterious woman.
"You okay?" The Doctor asked.
Jack nodded, "Yeah."
The Doctor walked in between Promise's quick pace and Jack's slow one. He had no idea what was happening and he didn't like it, he was worried about Donna, he couldn't lose her, not now. He wanted to be the one to be holding her close, protecting her anyway he could. But it was the captain that had taken her before he could even react. It was Jack's fault she was like this, practically on Death's doorstep. And as he kept a look out for whatever frightened a vampire, he had the rampant desire to kill Jack.
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