A/N: I do not own anything relating to Doctor Who. I only own the ideas of my OC. This is the first chapter where we meet Nix (Phoenix). Please let me know what you think. Like I said before, the beginning is going to be a bit rough. Sorry. Hope you enjoy. As of right now I don't know how long each chapter will be or how many chapters it will take to get through one episode. Please bear with me.

I was standing in a field of red grass, dancing around. There were beautiful mountains in the distance. There were two shining suns in the sky illuminating the beautiful trees around me. Their leaves were a beautiful shining silver. The wind blew through the trees, filling the air with a beautiful melody. Over the sound of the wind, I could hear a voice speaking softly to me.
"My dear child, soon the cage will break and you shall fly again." The voice was so familiar.

Suddenly the sound of an alarm blaring woke me from my sleep, my dream quickly faded. I groaned and covered my ears with my pillow. The alarm stopped and I sighed and tried to fall back asleep. Without warning someone was jumping on my bed.

"Nix, you need to get up. We've got work." The girl I considered a sister said as she shook me.

"Just 5 more minutes Rose." I pleaded, trying to burrow myself further into the bed.

"Nope. We're gonna be late. Get up." She pulled my blankets off me, exposing me to the chilly air. I grumbled but finally sat up. Without warning, a pile of clothes was thrown at me. "Get dressed."

"Alright, I'm going. Now get out." I whined. She finally listened and left the room. I quickly got dressed in a pair of torn up jeans, a black tank top, red off the shoulder shirt with a black skull on it, and a pair of combat boots. I ran a brush through my red streaked black hair. It got rid of the tangles, but the waves were still a bit messy. I put on simple black eye liner to accentuate my light green eyes. I finished it off by grabbing my black saddle bag purse. When I came out of my room Rose handed me a cup of coffee which I quickly downed, not minding the warmth.

"Ready?" She asked.

"Unfortunately yes." I pouted. Rose rolled her eyes and went over to her mum, Jackie. She gave her a kiss on the forehead and we started to leave.

"Oi, what about you?" I heard Jackie call out. I quickly ran back to her and gave her a kiss on the forehead as well.

"Sorry mum. More tired than usual." I explained.

"I'll let it go this time. Just be careful you two." She teased.

"Bye!" Rose called back.

"See you later!" Jackie replied. Jackie wasn't really my mum, but she had taken me in 7 years prior, when I was only 16. I had no idea where my real parents were. All I really remembered was the fact that I had run away and Jackie had taken me in. I had quickly found a job and started helping with the bills. She and Rose were all the family I needed.

Rose and I quickly hurried down the stairs and ran to catch a bus. When Rose was old enough I got her a job at Henrick's, the department store that I worked at. One thing I loved about working there, was my ability to wear what I wanted instead of a uniform. Once in the store, we went our separate ways and started our shift. Around lunch time she came and found me and convinced me to go out with her and her boyfriend Mickey. He was a goofball, and got on my nerves quite a bit, but as long as they were happy, I was happy for them.

"No offense but you look awful Nix." He commented as we sat and ate near the fountain in Trafalgar Square.

"Thanks. You're a real charmer Mickey." I rolled my eyes at him.

"She's not sleeping. It's the nightmares again." Rose explained. I gave her a questioning glance. "You were crying again." She explained.

"Lovely." I muttered. She and Mickey continued to talk for a bit. My attention seemed to wander. Well, until Rose started dragging me back to work. Once again we went our separate ways until the end of our shift. When the announcement went off that the shop was closing, I went and found Rose. We made our way to the door with some of the other girls. The guard stopped us though by shaking the plastic bag containing the lottery money in front of me, causing me to groan in frustration. "Not tonight, please." I begged.

"Oi!" He snapped.

"It's fine. I'll go with you." Rose took the bag and we ran back to the lift that went to the basement.

"Seriously? It's like he singles us out." I groaned. "Just because I've been here longer, does not mean I'm more trustworthy with the money." I rambled. Rose giggled and shook her head.

"Wilson? Wilson, Nix and I got the lottery money." She called out.

"Wilson, are you there?" I asked, finding it strange that he didn't answer. He was usually happy to see us and waiting at his door.

"We can't hang about 'cos they're closing the shop. Wilson! Oh, come on." Rose was getting frustrated now. I was getting anxious. There was a clattering sound down the corridor. We both turned to face it. We couldn't see anyone so we started toward the sound.

"Hello? Wilson, it's Phoenix and Rose. Hello? Wilson?" I called out. Rose opened a door to one of the store rooms and I turned on the light. Boxes of clothes and mannequins filled the room. "I really don't like these things. They creep me out." I muttered.

"Wilson?" Rose called out. She started walking through the room. Not wanting to be left alone, I followed her. We only got a couple feet away when the door we had come through slammed behind us. I quickly ran back and tried to open it. It wouldn't budge. Rose tried as well. "You're kidding me."

"Not funny. Really, really, not funny." I kicked the door.

"Is that someone mucking about? Who is it?" I turned to face Rose.

"What was it?" I asked. As if to answer me, a male mannequin turned to us and started moving closer.

"Yeah, you got me. Very funny." She tried sounding tough but I knew she was scared. I grabbed her hand to reassure her as more mannequins started moving.

"Right, we've got the joke. Real funny." I tried.

"Who's idea was this? Is it Derek's? Is it? Derek, is this you?" Her voice was starting to waiver slightly.

"Seriously. This isn't funny any more. Knock it off or I swear I will make you regret it." I growled. It was fine when I was scared but as soon as Rose started getting frightened, my instinct to protect her kicked in. As more mannequins moved toward us, we backed up until we hit the wall. I hid her protectively behind me as one of the mannequins raised its arm. Suddenly someone grabbed my left hand. I looked over to see a man in his 30s with short brown hair.

"Run." He said as he pulled me along. I pulled Rose with me. The man led us through the basement and into a lift as the mannequins followed us. As the doors were closing, the mannequin that almost hit me stuck its arm in. The man next to me pulled on it a couple times before it came off and the doors closed.

"Lovely. Wait, you pulled his arm off." I stated the obvious, trying to figure out how it was possible if it were people dressed up.

"Yep. Plastic." The man said, waving the arm before tossing it to Rose.

"Very clever. Nice Trick! Who were they then, students? Is this a student thing or what?" Rose asked. I was lost in my thoughts as they spoke.

"Why would it be students?" He asked.

"I don't know."

"Well you said it. Why students?"

"'Cos to get that many people dressed up and being silly, they got to be students." She explained.

"That makes sense. Well done." He praised her.

"Thanks." She smiled.

"I don't think it was students, Rose." I said quietly.

"They're not students." The man voiced my worry.

"Whoever they are, when Wilson finds them, he's going to call the police." Rose replied stiffly.

"Who's Wilson?" The man asked.

"He's the chief electrician." I added.

"Wilson's dead." He said simply. We exited the lift.

"That's not funny." I hoped he was joking but something told me he wasn't.

"That's sick!" Rose cried.

"Hold on. Mind your eyes." The man said as he pointed something at the lift panel. It sparked. I looked away before there was a brighter flash.

"Who are you, then? Who's that lot down there?" Rose demanded. He didn't answer as we walked out a back door.

"She asked you a question." I snapped. He looked at us.

"They're made of plastic. Living plastic creatures. They're being controlled by a relay device in the roof, which would be a great big problem if I didn't have this." He held up something that resembled a small bomb. "So, I'm going to go up there and blow them up, and I might well die in the process, but don't worry about me. No, you go home. Go on. Go and have your lovely beans on toast. Don't tell anyone about this, because if you do, you'll get them killed." He shut the door behind him.

"I don't like beans on toast. Strange man." I said randomly. The door quickly opened again, startling us. The man poked his head out.

"I'm the Doctor, by the way. What are your names?" He asked.

"Rose." She said softly.

"Phoenix." I added.

"Nice to meet you, Rose, Phoenix. Run for your lives." He quickly ducked behind the door again. We gave each other a confused look.

"I'm going to go out on a limb and believe him. Let's go." I started pulling her with me as we quickly made our way away from the shop. As we passed the shop windows, I quickened my pace. Without looking, we ran across the road, almost getting run over by a black cab.

"Oi! Watch it!" The driver yelled at us before driving off.

"Sorry" I muttered as we made it to the other side of the road and turned to face the building.

"Do you think he was being-" Rose started but was cut off by the sound of the upper floor of the building exploding and catching fire.

"I'll take that as a yes." I answered. We started running down an alley. I slowed down when I noticed a blue police telephone box. Rose grabbed my hand and pulled me along with her. We continued to run until we made it back home.

Rose sat on the settee while I draped myself across a chair. Jackie had the news on but I was ignoring it. She came into the room, talking on the phone with someone. She handed us each a mug.

"I know. It's on the telly. It's everywhere. They're lucky to be alive. Honestly, it's aged them. Skin like an old bible. Walking in now you'd think I was Rose's daughter and Nix's niece. Oh, and here's himself." Jackie rambled on as Mickey came inside the flat. He rushed over to Rose. I groaned and sank even more into the chair.

"I've been phoning your mobiles. You could've been dead. It's on the news and everything. I can't believe that the shop went up!" He fussed over her.

"I'm all right, honestly, I'm fine. Don't make a fuss." Rose tried.

"Yeah. Fine over here as well." I teased.

"Well, what happened?" He asked.

"I don't know!" Rose lied.

"What was it though? What caused it?" Mickey pressed. This was one of the times where he got on my nerves. They were already shot as it was.

"We don't know. We weren't in the shop. We were outside." I snapped.

"I didn't see anything." Rose continued, giving me a glare for my tone.

"What about you?" Mickey asked me, not noticing my attitude toward him. He was walking on thin ice with me.

"We didn't see anything. We were across the road, heading home." My voice was slow and even. I didn't like how inquisitive he was. It's not like he would believe us if we told him. On top of that, the man, The Doctor, told us it would get people killed if we did talk. Thankfully Jackie decided to interrupt.

"It's Debbie on the end. She knows a man on the Mirror. Five hundred quid for an interview." She tried. Rose and I shared a look. I nodded.

"Oh that's brilliant! Give it here." Jackie gave her the phone but Rose promptly hung up.

"Well, you've got to find some way of making money. The both of you. Your job's are kaput and I'm not bailing you out." She huffed.

"Wouldn't dream of it mum." I tried to soothe her. The phone rang again and she answered it.

"Bev! They're alive. I've told them, sue for compensation. They were within seconds of death." She walked out of the room and I rolled my eyes. Rose was stating to look just as annoyed as me. Mickey was still fussing over her. He took her mug into his hand, looked at it, then set it on the coffee table.

"What're you drinking, tea? Nah, nah, that's no good. You're in shock. You need something stronger." He looked over at me as I poured something from a flask into my own cup. I quickly put the flask away. I tried to keep my drinking to a minimum since it worried Jackie, but it was the only thing as of late that helped me sleep. "Nix has the right idea."

"I'm alright." Rose tried.

"Now, come on, you deserve a proper drink. We're going down to the pub. You and me. My treat. Nix you can come too but you can get your own." I shook my head. He turned back to Rose. "How about it?"

"Is there a match on?" She asked. I chuckled.

"No, I'm just thinking about you, babe." He tried.

"There's a match on, ain't there." She looked to me, figuring I would know.

"I'm not getting into this, but yes." I snorted.

"That's not the point, but we could catch the last five minutes." Mickey tried.

"Go on, then. I'm fine. We're fine. Really. Go." She encouraged him.

"And get rid of that." I said pointing to the mannequin arm that Rose had kept hold of for some reason. Mickey gave her a kiss and picked up the arm.

"Bye bye." He joked.

"Bye." We said in unison. Mickey pretended to be strangled by the arm before he left. I rolled my eyes at him.

"You know, he's not half wrong with his idea. We are a bit stressed. A drink might help." I offered, holding out my mug. She sighed and took a sip before quickly handing it back.

"That tastes awful." She coughed.

"Yeah, but it does the job." I finished the rest of it in one large swig. "I'm going to lay down. Are you sure you're alright?" I asked as I stood.

"Yeah. I'll probably go to bed soon." She replied.

"Alright. Wake me if you need me." She nodded and I went to bed. Sleep thankfully came quickly.

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