Chapter 6
Author's Note: This story seems to have a life of its own and taken a different turn than I had planned! (also, some major updates happened in the past chapters, leeme know what you guys think!)
Papers were strewn all over the table and the Doctor was pacing nervously. He'd shut out the entity in his mind, suddenly afraid of what it was. The telepathic readings had been off the charts, centralizing themselves about a half hour out of the city. They had no idea what they were dealing with, and he didn't even know where to begin looking. There was nothing that could emit such high waves of energy, and have made it to earth. He sat back down and looked at the group.
"Ok we've got radiation, and telepathic energy that shouldn't even exist for another twelve centuries, we think it may be coming from outside town, but we don't have any idea of what it is." he stated, making an attempt to form his thoughts.
"Not to mention the aliens that are popping up all over the nation, and the world." Rose stated, shifting in her seat. "But why? They're not attacking or have any clear purpose. What's the point? "
"I don't know..." The Doctor ran a hand through his hair. "Very few species can emit energy levels that high, but none of them would be found here, its not possible."
"Well, maybe it's a mutation, some kind of experiment that went wrong or something. All countries have secrets." Owen pointed out. Gwen bit her lip, staring at the lists. They were almost all foreign to her, with symbols and meanings she'd never seen before. She turned some of the graphs around. Donna pointed to the graph she had.
"These numbers, they represent the levels of telepathy, right?" she asked. Jack nodded. "Well, can we identify the species with the level of telepathy?" The Doctor shoved his hands in his pockets.
"The readings are too jumbled, they measure the energy collectively. We'd never know if we were dealing with one of them or eight hundred." he replied.
"Maybe, it's like the weeping angels, whatever it is feeds on a certain energy." Martha commented. "It draws the aliens in and feeds off the residual energy of their journey."
"Oh that's brilliant!" he cheered. "Jack have Tosh cross-reference all the aliens that we have so far, see if they have anything in common." Jack nodded and pulled out his phone.
"Do you know what's weird to me?" Owen spoke up, leaning back in his chair. "You've got all this energy and all these aliens, but nothing's happenin'. They're not attacking or looking for anything. I mean yeah, if you're hungry you eat, but what do you do with all the leftover energy? And why now? we've never had this problem before." The Doctor looked grim.
"I don't know." he stated again, he met Rose's eyes and she chuckled softly.
"That's twice in two minutes that you've said that." She turned to the group. "You will never hear that again." she leaned back in her chair, suddenly feeling claustrophobic. She shivered, a cold emptiness creeping into her mind again, reminding her of the parallel world. It wasn't quite so empty, a faint humming still occupying her mind; it was just enough to bring back the aching loneliness she'd felt. The Doctor noticed her change in demeanor and squeezed her hand.
"It's going to be ok." He said with a smile. His presence calmed her down, and she smiled back.
"Yeah." she curled her fingers around his and turned to Jack as he hung up the phone.
"Seems our aliens have nothing in common, except for two things - they're all lacking in significant transportation, they couldn't have come here naturally, ergo someone is bringing them here." he began. "They also are devoid of any type of energy signals or radiation which would suggest that our mysterious telepath draws them here then feeds off of whatever energy it used to get here."
"That seems redundant." Gwen stated. "Why use energy to bring them here, only to feed off of that energy?"
"It could be a different energy, or some kind of radiation." The Doctor replied. Rose nodded.
"Like void stuff...so, the question is how are they getting here?" she asked. The Doctor grinned at her.
"Always asking the right questions." He looked at the rest of the group. "Only one way to find out! Let's go ask!" Donna rolled her eyes as he stood up.
"Here we go again." she got up and looked at him. "How do we know it isn't going to play mind games with us and make us all kill each other?" The Doctor's grinned widened.
"We don't!" he picked up a paper with coordinates on it. "Allons-y!"