Chapter 2: A Quick Hop to the Future

I landed in the swimming pool inside of the TARDIS with a satisfying splash. I was fully submerged in the water when another figure landed in the pool, surrounded by bubbles. When the bubbles cleared away, I saw the Doctor. He grinned and pointed up with his index finger. I nodded and the two of us ascended to the surface. I breathed in deeply, a bit short on breath. The two of us climbed out of the pool and onto the marble floor.

"I'm assuming you like marble flooring," I assumed, looking down at the floor.

"I love it," he replied. "You're soaking wet. If you want, you can run down to the wardrobe and get a new set of clothes." He then pointed to a nearby hallway.

"Alright then. Where is it exactly?"

"Oh, the TARDIS should guide you there. She isn't feeling too good, so bear with her. When you're done, come to the console room." He then pointed to the hallway behind him. He then bolted off down the corridor. I then proceeded down the hallway that the Doctor had indicated. There were several doorways there, but one specific door stood out. I assumed that was the wardrobe, so I walked in. The room was filled with endless rows of clothes racks. To the left of the room was female clothing, male clothing to the right.

You're not meant to be alive, I heard a female voice say in my head. I recognized the voice as the TARDIS speaking to me telepathically.

Nice to see you too, I thought, knowing that the TARDIS could hear my thoughts.

Likewise, she replied. I smiled and began to scour the rows of clothing to the right. There were many styles, but one style caught my attention: Earth- style Old West. I browsed in that selection and picked out several pieces that seemed stylish to me.

A long, dark brown leather duster with steel shoulder plates and who knows how many pockets on the inside, a pair of chestnut cowboy boots with spurs, a tight fitting pair of jeans, a loose leather belt (which I had clipped my gun's holster onto), a long sleeved light blue buttoned- down shirt, a short sleeved jean jacket, and a brown Stetson with a black hawk's feather stitched onto the left side. I walked up to a mirror and examined myself.

"Not too bad," I said to myself, smiling.

You haven't told him yet, the TARDIS said to me in my mind.

I don't think I'm ready to tell him. I don't know how he'll react. But I will tell him eventually.

If you never do, I'll tell him myself, she retorted.

Don't you dare, I replied. I then walked out of the room in my new clothes and up to the console room. The Doctor looked up from the console, saw me and grinned.

"You look very… western," he remarked. I grinned aswell and walked up to the console. Judging from the amount of steam pouring out from under the floor gratings, I could easily tell that she was damaged.

"Right then!" The Doctor said loudly. "Quick hop to the future but not too far. Don't think she can handle that yet." He pushed various buttons and pulled different levers and the TARDIS' main column started to sway up and down, making what sounded like a wheezing noise. The Doctor was bolting around the console, using more different buttons and levers. I was sitting on the seat attached to the small fence running along the console area, watching the Doctor fly the TARDIS. After a few moments, the TARDIS landed and The Doctor turned to me, smiling.

"Have we landed?" I asked.

"Yes," he replied.

"Where?"

"Look for yourself." He then tilted his head towards the TARDIS doors. I got off the seat and walked towards the doors. I pulled them open and stepped out.

The TARDIS had landed on a rooftop in the center of a city. I walked around the rooftop, looking around the city. It wasn't as I expected.

The city was a warzone. Bodies and small arms were strewn throughout the streets. Sandbag walls were set up, along with machine gun emplacements. Military vehicles were also scattered throughout the streets. Fires dotted the city. The Doctor had walked to my side and was also looking down to the streets.

"Where are we?" I asked him in a low voice.

"London, 2037," he replied. "There's a rebellion. The British monarchy have taken total control of the government and have turned into tyrants. Instituted martial law throughout the country. They annexed Scotland and Wales, and are at war with Ireland. The conflict started in 2035 and will end in 2041 with a return of democracy to Britain and Scotland and Wales becoming independent again."

There was a long pause until I spoke up. "How many casualties were there?"

"From all sides, there was an estimated sixteen million lives lost," he answered grimly. There was another pause, this one longer than the previous one. The silence was broken by the crack of a sniper's rifle and he hissing bullet that missed my head by a mere inch. I grabbed the Doctor and threw him to the ground and I followed. The rifle cracked again and struck the TARDIS.

"Oi! They shot my TARDIS!" he yelled like a child that had his sweets taken away. I drew my revolver and opened it to see how much ammo I had.

"Full clip," I muttered, and closed it. The Doctor saw my gun, reached out for it and slammed it down to the ground.

"Put that away," he warned.

"Um, just in case you haven't noticed, they are shooting at us!" I retorted.

"Fine then. Return fire." He then hit me with a cold stare. I sighed and holstered my gun.

"What do you suppose we do?" I asked him, keeping a low voice.

"I don't know. First, we need to find out exactly where he is."

"I'll do that." I then took off my Stetson ever so slowly raised my head over the barrier of the rooftop. I glanced around, but saw nothing. I then saw the sunlight reflecting off of the sniper's scope on an equal size building as the one we were on, about three hundred yards away. I brought down my head and a split second later, the rifle cracked again and a bullet whizzed above our heads.

"Did you see him?" the Doctor asked, keeping his voice low aswell.

"Yeah. Building, about three hundred yards away."

"Now the question is, how do we get out of here?"

We sat there and thought for a moment, until an idea came to my head.

"I can use my vortex manipulator as a teleport and teleport over to that building and knock him out," I said, pulling up my sleeve and setting the coordinates.

"That's brilliant," the Doctor said, grinning. The coordinates were set and I was literally a button away from that building.

"You ready?" the Doctor asked me.

"Always," I replied. I hit the 'teleport' button and I was off. I landed on the building almost instantaneously, which made me I bit dizzy. I shook my head and examined my surroundings. I was behind the sniper by about ten feet. I crouched and snuck over to him as quietly as I could. How could he have not heard me when I landed? I thought. I was five feet away now. I stretched out my arm, ready to grab him by the shoulder, flip him over and slug him. I was now directly behind him and I moved my hand to his shoulder. I grabbed him, threw him over and slugged him twice in the face. After I had struck, I then realized that I was in severe danger.

I had struck a straw dummy.

I heard a set of soft footsteps from behind me. I remained perfectly calm and counted down from three.

Three.

The footsteps were getting closer and I could hear the rattling of some loose equipment.

Two.

The footsteps were even closer and I heard the hiss of a knife being released from its sheath.

One.

I grabbed my gun, took it out, spun around and fired two shots blindly. The first shot grazed the sniper's arm and the second one missed. He grunted in pain and charged at me with his knife. I rolled to my right and took cover behind an air shaft. The sniper rolled behind another air shaft and drew his sidearm. He fired three shots in my direction, which all struck the shaft. I stuck out my hand and fired a shot, which missed altogether.

I then rolled out to the left, aiming down the sights of my revolver towards the shaft where the sniper was hiding. I was about two feet away when I rolled into view of the other side of the shaft, still aiming.

The sniper wasn't there.

I turned around and was met with a fist to the face. I grunted and fell onto my back. He was going to stomp on my face with his boot when I kicked him twice in the groin. He tumbled down and I climbed up, bracing myself for a fistfight. He then got up and drew his knife.

"Oh now that's just cheating," I complained. He lunged at me and I jumped back. He slashed to the right and I bent back, the hat falling off my head. I stood upright and slugged his nose with a satisfying crack. He staggered back, clutching his nose. I then kicked him to the ground, knelt down and delivered another blow to his face, knocking him out. I stood back up and picked up my fallen hat and placed it on my head. I knelt back down and picked up his rifle. I took out the magazine and threw it down to the street, along with the rest of his ammunition and weapons.

I then set the coordinates for the building that the Doctor and the TARDIS were on. I pressed the 'teleport' button and again, landed there instantaneously. The Doctor got up and narrowed his eyes at me.

"I heard gunshots," he said coldly.

"You did and no, he isn't dead. He's unconscious."

The Doctor relaxed a little and furrowed his brow, thinking. "There was something at Amelia's house that I'm missing. But what?" He brought his hand up to his chin, still thinking.

"Doctor," I said, "I saw something at the house, when I went up to use the toilet. Something out of the corner of my eye."

"So did I," he replied. His eyes then widened in realization. "Back in the TARDIS!" he yelled, rushing back inside with me at his heels.

"It's Prisoner Zero at the house, isn't it? The thing we saw out of the corner of our eyes?"

"Yes it was," he replied, rushing about the console and bringing her to life. She then started the wheezing noise again that could easily be corrected by turning off the brakes. I waited by the doors, watching him rushing around the console again. Moments later, the TARDIS landed and we bolted out the door into the garden of Amelia's house. It was sunny, so I knew that we were late.

"Amelia!" the Doctor called out, running for the front door of the house. "Amelia! You've got to get out of there! I've worked out what I was missing!" He pulled out his screwdriver and attempted to use it on the door. Apparently, it was malfunctioning because it was flickering on and off and having difficulty unlocking the door. He finally got it open and we ran up the stairs.

"Amelia!" I called out. "Come out here, quickly!"

"You alright?" the Doctor called out again. "You there?" He then used the sonic on the door that he was eyeing previously. He examined the screwdriver. "Prisoner Zero is here. Prisoner Zero is here! Do you understand me? Prisoner Zero is here! Prisoner Zero is…"

He turned around and I heard a loud smack and a thud. I turned around and was met by a cricket bat to the face. I then descended into the darkness of unconsciousness.

And there we go! The Eleventh Hour will be concluded in the next chapter. I can't wait to get to the Time of Angels. Oh, that will be fun :3