C.H.A.P.T.E.R.S.I.X.
Miller was checking his phone for whereabouts his girlfriend was waiting, seeing it say, "the fountain outside of Matalan." Not the most helpful directions... He thought, strolling along the town centre with a sigh. He kicked a pebble with the toe of his shoe, as his mind tried to go over the past few experiences. Who is this Doctor? He acts human, but everything about him seems alien. What did he call it again... speed lord or something... He came to the fountain outside, and then looked about it, not spotting her there yet.
And so, he casually sat at the edge of the fountain, and looked into the waters, gazing at the boy staring back at him. He looked like an utter wreck. His hair being ruffled up and messed about like he had just fallen from the sky –which he had- and his skin was so grazed up and dirty, he looked like he'd been attacked by a wild bear –which he partly had. Only, it was crazy teacher instead of bear... Not that much different, right? He dunked his hand in the water, and wiped it over his face, drenching it in the water and hoping to get rid of a few dirty marks.
He looked back into the water, waiting for the ripples to calm down, and for it to become still, but noticed in time that above him, a brunette with blonde highlights was sat next to him. And then he felt delicate hands sliding across his back and wrapping around his body. "Hey there honey bunny." Miller smiled slightly, his hand lifting up and rubbing the arm wrapped around him gently.
"Hi there sweet, um... seat." Miller and the brunette froze, before a light hearted giggle echoed in Miller's ears.
"You still need to work on your cute talk babe..." Miller smiled, and then turned to her, face to face with the blue eyed beauty, about to reply when she landed a kiss on his plump lips. Miller shut up, and allowed for it to come and go, not really feeling much for kisses. It was just another body part after all...
"How are you Mills?" The girl asked after pulling away, taking his hand and dragging him to his feet, the tips of her frilled denim blue skirt brushing against his leg. Miller shrugged, and gave her an innocent smile, definitely not up for telling her that he is on the run from a brain munching alien, and that his best friend is hanging out with an intergalactic Doctor...
"Oh, um... The usual. Yourself Elise?" Elise seemed to hesitate for a moment, before smiling merrily and nodding back.
"Yup!
Miller raised an eyebrow to Elise and then tilted his head. "Yup to what?" He wasn't quite good with the casual replies yet. Like his fellow friend, he wasn't quite 'with it.'
"Yup I'm the usual too." she replied happily, her eyes alight with cheeriness and delight. So much so that Miller wasn't quite used to it with people. It freaked him out slightly... Hanging around with Bookie so much had left Miller at a point where he was a bit anti-social and well... a geek. It was something that she understood, but people like Elise didn't always... "Come on! Let's go inside."
Miller was suddenly dragged along into a shop and tripped over his own feet a couple of times as the energetic girl led the way. Miller eventually caught up to her pace and stepped in time with her, looking around and already knowing that he would die of boredom by the end of the trip...
Hmm... Should he really be wandering around right now? He could be putting himself in danger. Or worse... He looked to Elise, and bit his lip, trying to hold back a mixture of fear and irritation. He didn't really care that much if that wacky lecturer found him. Or even tried to 'eat his brain' or something... But if he found Elise, she'd just be collateral in this situation. She was innocent! Why would there be any need for her to get involved?
Elise suddenly found that there was a sudden lack of hand in her palm, and reached out behind her for Miller's hand. Turning around, she looked back and saw that Miller had a concentrated grimace upon his face, and he had an expression of genuine worry. Elise blinked, stepping a little closer to him and poking him in the chest. "You okay?" She asked, looking up to him and tilting her head slightly. Miller glanced down to her, but promptly looked away again, not responding.
Elise sighed, and looked around before pulling him forwards into the centre of the store and then pulling him through a clothes rack. Miller raised an eyebrow as he went through, but found it was all darkness within, as about four other clothes racks were surrounding it. Elise soon followed in, and they were left sitting in the middle of the clothes, hidden by the outer world for a moment. "Now, what's wrong?" Elise asked, looking directly at him and staring sternly into his eyes.
Miller was left just blinking at the girl, wondering why she cared so much. He hadn't known her for that long... so... why was she so bothered by whether he was upset or... whatever. "Doesn't matter."
"Yes it does."
Miller raised an eyebrow at her. "Why does it?"
"Because you're upset!" Elise snapped, crossing her arms and looking at him with slightly arched eyebrows. "Honestly, it's like you think I don't even care about you or something. It's not like I'm like that other friend you have. She seems to just sink her head into a book, even with you around." Elise deflated, and pouted up to Miller. "I actually want to talk to you. And yet, with her, all you do is talk about coursework and books, and her weird little fantasies..." Elise frowned and looked up to him. She sighed, before asking rather pathetically, "What's wrong with talking to me?"
Miller blinked at Elise, pausing for a moment, but then after a moment shuffling closer to her. "...Bookie... isn't normal. She's kinda got this complex mind that really just blows me away. She looks at the world differently, and helps me to look at it the same way too." He reached forwards and rested his hand upon hers. "She believes that there are aliens among us, in everyday life. Just happily roaming around and going about unnoticed. And, you know what, she's right. I've learnt she's right in the past few hours. That's all it's taken! Unbelievable, isn't it?" Miller chuckled to himself gently, before his face softened, and he looked down to his feet "...You may think I'm crazy, but, there are aliens out there. And they're around, probably looking over us right now, awaiting for the moment when we are content and in a tranquil mood. Awaiting for the temptation to feast and then pouncing upon their victims. Humans aren't just predators you know. We're prey too..." Miller looked up to Elise, looking deep into her sweet eyes and then squeezing her hand once again. "I care about her... She's... she's one of a kind. And she's in danger right now... I just want to help her, and I don't want to see her in any kind of pain..."
Elise saw Miller's face drop slightly and observed him for a moment. The way how he looked when he thought about Bookie, the way how he sat and stared, even when just mentioning the littlest bit of danger and how he flinched when thinking of her being in pain. She could see how much he cared. No one else thought to. She was after all the weird Bookie Twat. Who would want to talk to her? She had always thought that to herself, but after looking at Miller, she realised that he was the only one to. Her only friend... "I can't do it..." She swiped her hand away from beneath Miller's and put her hand to her mouth. "I just... I can't... don't make me do it."
Miller's eyes widened slightly as she rocked back and forwards slightly, keeping her palm pressed against mouth whilst she looked like she was holding back tears. "Can't do what?" He asked, getting to his knees to move closer, but observing her quickly shuffle back as soon as he did. Miller's hands dropped and you could see in his eyes that he was baffled by her movements. Was it something he had done? "Elise?"
"I can't do it. I can't do it. I can't do it!" Elise repeated over and over as she rocked back and forwards before looking up to Miller. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry. Please, just go. Get out of here! He's gonna get you!" Miller's chest closed up, and his breath froze.
"...What?"
"He's coming for you! He's bringing some others to get you and, and...Please, just GO!" She was practically screaming it at him now and Miller was quivering the slightest, trying to hide it beneath enclosed fists.
"I'm not leaving you behind. He'll... He'll try to get you too."
"But I'm the one who brought him here!" Miller's eyes widened even more, whilst tears now fell from Elise's guilty and terrified eyes. She sobbed gently whilst Miller just knelt there, unsure of how to react. He'd been tricked... by his... By Elise. "What are you just staring at me for? Go! Now!"
Miller, in a state of shock, just did what he was told. He wasn't sure why, but he wasn't angry at her. Something told him that she didn't mean to make things go like this. He must have threatened her in some sort of way... He tumbled out of the clothing rack and looked around, trying to see if he could spot the cynical teacher anywhere, if he was lurking in the shadows... As he pondered this, he suddenly felt large paw-like hands grip onto his forearms and pull him back vigarously. He felt heavy breath blowing down at his hair, and felt the tips of his raven locks tickle his chin.
"Guuhhh, I got 'im Mr. Sucker teedee!" Miller looked up, and saw the sports muscle student, none other than Harvey Smarts, above him, having a somewhat natural dopey look about him. Miller tilted his head. Him? Working for an alien? Get out of town!
"It's Sekree-Tada you bumbling imbecile!" Miller blinked looking back directly in front of himself and seeing the teacher draw nearer. Miller automatically began struggling, grimacing as Harvey kept a firm grip on him and finding himself being dragged into a darker section of the store. Miller was about to yell out, see if he could get attention of someone, when he felt a meaty hand slap over his jaw, making any sound that he attempted to make muffled and sound more like a grunt or a mumble. He glared up to the approaching monster, and tried not to show his fear as he raised his hand, making a claw like shape with it, like he had done with Bookie.
"...I understand that you won't quite be as satisfying as your little friend... but... Mmm, I needed a quick snack today. I'm sure you've got enough to spare..." The twisted smirk that appeared before him and Mr. S.T. drew close to Miller, and as if getting a taste for Miller's mind, dragged his tongue along his forehead. This creepy and sick movement made any bravery within Miller's body just tremble out in one alarmed mess. Just like that. And instantly, the once courageous boy's knees were shaking. He actually whimpered a little, watching as the claw-shaped hand lowered further and further... and yet, he was still unable to drag his eyes away from that man's toothy grin as he whispered to him gently, as if singing a lullaby, "Nighty night, helpless Miller."
And with that final statement, Miller's head made contact with his clawed hand and the surges shot through his kind brain like a needle into a cushion. He was twitching slightly, yelling out beneath the large palm and just wishing someone would hear him. He was out of luck though. The pain just went on. Miller was unable to break free. And his vision was fading slowly to a deathly black as his eyes slowly closed and... He felt tired... Very tired... Maybe it really was sleepy time for old Miller...
"That's it! He feeds through his finger tips!" The Doctor exclaimed as he looked up to the screen upon the control panel. "His skin cells are more absorbent and can pick up brain stem cells, evaporating them out of the brain and bringing them to his own use, sucking things dry and manipulating a brain. Ooooh, that's brilliant! Beautiful! Absolutely fantastic! HA!" The Doctor laughed slightly, bouncing side to side in an excitable manner and running around the panel, whilst I sat on the edge of the ominous device, trying to take it all in as I pushed my hair back into a scrunchie after just brushing it through, and making it a little less wind-swept.
"So, that's why he always does the hand-claw thing..." I pondered, lowering my hands to beside me and then thinking to myself. "Pretty clever... but... if that's the case... How can we stop him?" I ask, looking over to the Doctor. "We can't drug a drink or something; we can't fight him, as it said on the database that he developed the knowledge to escape it, and you won't let me use my method."
"No, and stop bringing it up. Trust you, trying to be all 'I don't care about my own life' and stuff..." The Doctor seemed to smile a little at me, shaking his head gently. "Honestly, I don't know why I couldn't see it before..."
"See what before? You realise you're beginning to sound like a creeper the way you keep on acting like you know everything about me." I gave him wary eyes, stepping away from the panel and inspecting the Doctor as he pressed the top part to his sonic screwdriver out and inserted it into a socket next to the screen. Pressing the button, the screen flickered about twitchily and a series of colours flew past the screen whilst searching for something.
"Well, you'll understand one day Bookie. And then you'll realise what an idiot you are being..." I scoffed a little bit rolling my eyes at his bluntness and way of telling me everything without telling me nothing. Typical sciency line... The Doctor released the button and the screen flashed to life to a new video. "The TARDIS' has translated the clip to English, so you'll be able to understand it."
A picture of the universe was circling the screen, whilst in big bold letters the words, 'LIFE YOU DON'T KNOW!' flashed up. It was almost like an educational video you might get in an old school class where the teacher couldn't be bothered to teach a class.
"Space. A trillion billion million light years, and more of life in an endless area around us. Life is a sacred thing, for any race. And survival is another. You are watching, the Life... you don't know! This week's episode: Gentolians!"
I gazed at the screen with a half open mouth and I found myself tittering slightly. "I watched a video exactly like this a couple of weeks ago. It was about global warming though."
"Pft, global warming, what a fairytale." I raised an eyebrow to the Doctor and he smirked smugly at me. "There's a race of creatures out here that have a lot of excess heat making their living conditions unbearable, but they don't have enough air to breathe on their home planet. The air they use is what humans call 'green house gases'. They come to collect it from Earth's atmosphere, and when they do they give some heat in exchange, thinking that most of the planet looks like it's pretty chilly."
I found myself smiling at him and then punching him gently in the shoulder. "I don't know whether or not I should believe you sometimes..." I commented, rolling my eyes whilst turning my attention back to the video.
"In about 19,000 BC, there was a planet named 'Holocoparitaloras'." A large yellow and red planet appeared on the screen with blue rings circling around it. "Holocoparitaloras was a pretty simple planet, with creatures that adapted to their surroundings easily. They do not have an original form, as they continuously adapt to new environments. They built spacecrafts extremely quickly and travelled amongst universes to discover new races, creeds, species and knowledge. The basic facts seemed to come up differently everywhere and it confused the once innocent creatures." Pictures of sorts trailed along with the video, showing the creatures changing shapes into new creatures over time and becoming stronger every day.
"Gentolians had very peaceful lifestyles, all rather peaceful with other planets, until a few of the more powerful Gentolians saw an opportunity for themselves in the universe. They felt that they could become the most powerful race to ever live in any galaxy. Gentolians were vastly involved in attacking other planets, stealing all memories and knowledge and then using it to survive. They absorb the knowledge that can be useful to them to battle and fight. Usually when scavenging the brain they only absorb the knowledge that helps them, and since the victim is in such a horrible state would not be able to fight back. After five hundred years, the Gentolians had wiped out three races, and was moving onto the next. But, this next one had a few travellers of their own. Timelords. The time travellers are some of the smartest in any universe and have the strongest intellects known to any race. They had seen more than the Gentolians, and had more knowledge on how to defeat entire races. And so, with the help of the rest of the planet, they managed to bring their species to near extinction. Those who got away ran away out of cowardice, and rarely dare to show themselves and attempt to hurt others. Although, those who do would usually attempt to get their revenge on the Timelord's. Since the Timelord species was wiped out, they could not get their revenge on a Timelord, per say, but they could get their revenge on creatures that had similarities to them."
"Like humans, who look almost exactly like Timelords!" Oh all the pieces were fitting together now! That was why he actually sounded threatening when he met the Doctor. Whereas with me, he sounded a little bit more, just, trying to frighten me into death.
"The Gentolians haven't been spotted for thousands of years. But usually when reported, they are hunted down and killed immediately, known for ruthless behaviour of feeding off of other creatures. But, who knows, maybe there are still some out there who are innocent. Will you find out anytime soon? Join us next week on... Life... You don't know!"
The screen flashed off and the Doctor rubbed his forehead between his thumb and forehead. "Why did we have to kill everything?" He mumbled to himself and I frowned slightly, seeing him slightly upset. After hesitation, I reached over and rubbed his back, trying to comfort him.
"It's okay. I know you wouldn't try to kill everything." The Doctor fell silent for a moment, before snapping his head back up and looking around, trying to change the subject.
"Okay! So, now we just need to figure out how we can use that useful information to get rid of this pesky teacher and his fumbling fingers." The Doctor smirked at me and I cringed.
"Ugh, he's a real creep..." The Doctor laughed and rolled his eyes.
"You should try going to a planet where everyone greets each other with a friendly crotch grab. Seriously, it's not a pretty sight to be in, especially when it always seems to be the men who greet visitors..."
I stared at the Doctor, before snorting and rolling my eyes. "You know you enjoyed it Doctor."
He looked to me with raised eyebrows. "You're sick."
"You love it really..."
His disgusted look faltered, and he grinned at me with that annoying smile, rolling his eyes and looking away from me and down to the control panel, just as the crazy frog song went off in my pocket. I quickly fished my hand down into my pocket and flung out my phone, seeing Miller's picture up on my teeny tiny phone's screen. I smiled gently, strolling over to the cushioned bench and perching myself upon it. Pressing the green button, I put the phone to my ear. "Y'ello Miller. How's the date going?" I asked, bringing my knees up to my chest absentmindedly.
"Oh, it went swell."
I froze, my eyes widening at the voice. It was Mr. Sekree-Tada again. How did he get Miller's phone. The Doctor saw my expression and walked over, looking at me curiously as my hand shook slightly. "Wh-what are you... Wh-wh-where's Miller?" I asked, my lip shaking slightly as his breath echoed through the speaker.
"Ahmmm... He's here... but whether he's alive or not is a whole 'nother story..."
My heart skipped a beat and I gasped silently to myself, eyes beginning to water. "What have you done to him?" I asked quietly at first, before I heard a chuckling down the other end of the phone. "What have you done to him you sick bastard?"
...The dialling tone was my only response. The deadly, heart stopping dialling tone. I sat there like a statue for a second, my head hurting and my eyes watering. He had Miller. And he might not even be alive... My phone slipped out of my hand and I whimpered, my head burying into my knees as my fears ate up my guts. My only friend, dead... That was my worst fear in my life. He was the only one who was keeping me that little bit more quirky. I sobbed, crying my eyes out, and then quite out of the blue, I had arms wrap around my body I lifted my head a little, eyes peering out behind my knees as I glanced up to the Doctor and saw him pulling me into his body and into a hug. I gave into it, leaning in and resting my head against his chest. It was what I needed, and the right kind of comfort I needed for this situation right now. That bastard couldn't have killed Miller, he just couldn't have...
Miller... please don't be dead...
*Jumps out of coffin* I'm not dead! :D
So hi there... I know it's been like... half a year or something since an update. But, I've been busy this year, with GCSE's and whatnot. Once these are all done, chapters will be streaming, because I've always had the story planned out, I just need to write and with writing, Time is kinda something you need to update constantly... But anyways, very very very very very sorry for no updatey for so long.I just hope my old viewers of this story haven't left and enjoyed this chapter :D
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