Chapter 11: The Angel's Hunt
The Doctor was being thrown about the TARDIS violently. His old time machine was shaking ridiculously. The Doctor managed to get over to the screen and see what was going on outside. The Dalek was gone. That was certainly good news, yet the TARDIS was still going crazy. He had to find out why. He then discovered that the TARDIS had been hit by a powerful laser blast. The Doctor now knew why the TARDIS was shaking so much. The TARDIS was crashing.
"Not again." The Doctor said aloud.
The last time his TARDIS was crashing, he ended up landing in Amy Pond's backyard and destroyed her shed. Now, the big old box was falling onto a major population area. He could crash into a building, or the street, or even a person. People could die.
The Doctor tried his best to avoid the ship crashing. He managed to stable himself at the console. He then, tried repeatedly to de-materialize the TARDIS and bring it somewhere with no people where he could crash. However, the TARDIS wouldn't move. It was falling from the sky onto Cardiff and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Eventually, the TARDIS hit the ground hard. The Doctor couldn't hold his balance and hit the TARDIS floor. It hurt a lot. When he got back on his feet he checked the screen for information about the outside. The TARDIS had landed upright this time, which was a miracle. He'd landed on a deserted street in downtown Cardiff. There was someone standing in front if the TARDIS a few yards away. He couldn't tell who it was. All he could see was that this person had the shape of a woman.
The Doctor hoped that this woman was Clara. When he saw that the Dalek was relentlessly chasing them in the sky, he dropped Clara off at a random building in the city to keep her safe. Now there was a strange woman in front of the TARDIS on a street with no other people. The Doctor ran outside to see who this woman was.
When the Doctor opened the doors, he was surprised by the face that was standing a few yards away from him. The face didn't belong to Clara, but he recognized it all the same. It had been hundreds of years since he last saw this woman. In fact the last time he saw her was when he had a different face. When his tenth incarnation was dying, he went to all his old companions and checked on them. He saved her from a Sontaran sniper. This was someone he'd thought he'd never see again. This woman was non other than the beautiful Martha Jones.
"Martha." The Doctor said sounding very surprised.
"Doctor? Is that you? You sound different." Martha remarked.
"Well I've regenerate since the last time I saw you. Oh that was hundreds of years ago." The Doctor said.
"Hundreds of years! It's only been a few months for me." Martha said.
"What happened the last time you saw me?" The Doctor asked.
"The Daleks stole the Earth." Martha said.
The Doctor frowned. That was a day he'd tried hard not to remember. Then, the Doctor started to grow suspicious of Martha.
"You could tell I changed by the sound of my voice." The Doctor said.
"Ya." Martha replied.
"I've changed physically too. Did you notice?" He asked her.
Martha didn't respond. She was focusing on something that was behind the Doctor and the TARDIS. She could only see the Doctor in her peripheral vision.
That's when the Doctor realized that Martha wasn't looking directly at him. She was staring at something behind him. The always curious Doctor then turned around and looked over to see what Martha was seeing. Then, he saw one of his old enemies. The Doctor saw a Weeping Angel.
"How did that get here?" The Doctor asked Martha without taking his eyes off of the angel.
"The rift opened and the angel came out." Martha replied.
"How did the rift get open?" He asked still staring at the angel.
"It's a long story Doctor." Martha said.
"Give me the highlights." The Doctor said.
"The Evil Queen and Prince Eric came here from a far away land. The Evil Queen summoned a Minotaur and it crashed into the Rift Manipulator, thus opening the rift and releasing the Angel and a Dalek."
"Why is Regina here?" The Doctor asked.
"She wanted us to fix a dimension jumper that she took from the Sontarans. She didn't say why."
"Who's us?" The Doctor asked.
"Torchwood. I work for Torchwood now." Martha replied.
"Martha," the Doctor said. "I've really got to blink."
"Me too." She replied.
"Get into the TARDIS. We'll figure something out." The Doctor ordered.
Martha didn't have any complaints with that plan. Although she was hesitant to go inside of the TARDIS again. The last time she did, it whisked her away to a far away world where she got caught in the middle of an inter-species war. However, the TARDIS was guaranteed safety. Out here in the streets was a Weeping Angel. So Martha rushed through the TARDIS doors.
The Doctor slowly followed her. He didn't take his eyes off the angel for even a second. Then, he turned away from the angel, ran into the TARDIS, and shut the doors as fast as he could. He just barely escaped the Angel's touch.
"You've redecorated." Martha remarked.
"Why thank you." The Doctor replied with a smile. He took Martha's remark as a compliment.
The interior of the TARDIS had changed significantly since she was last inside. There were much darker colors. The overwhelming sense of yellow and blue that she remembered had been replaced with green and a much darker blue. Possibly even black or purple. The "coral" design had gone. This was a new Doctor, and a new TARDIS.
Martha now could also get a good look at the Doctor. He did change. Everything about him was different from the man she originally fell in love with. Martha convinced herself that she'd moved on from these feelings. However, now that everything about the Doctor had changed, she was reassured that she did not have feelings anymore. As far as she was concerned this was a different man.
"How did you die?" Martha asked. "The Doctor I knew. The Doctor I traveled with. The Doctor I...fell in love with. How did he die?"
"I'm still that same Doctor." He responded trying to avoid the question.
"I'd like to know." Martha said.
"It's not important." The Doctor said.
"Please?" Martha asked.
"He died saving a man. A very unimportant man. But he was a great man too." The Doctor responded.
The Doctor and Martha stood in silence for a few minutes.
"Alright. We can't just leave that Angel out there. How do we get rid of it?" The Doctor asked.
"Well I have got sort of a plan." Martha said.
The Doctor stared at her. He was shocked. Everyone always expected him to have a plan. This wasn't the Martha Jones he remembered. The Doctor would usually come up with a plan. Most of the adventure was usually him coming up with a plan as he went along. That's certainly how he remembered it was during his travels with Martha. She didn't have a plan when the Judoon brought a hospital to the moon, or when the Daleks invaded New York City in 1930, or when the Master conquered the Earth. He remembered Martha as he remembered most of his companions. He remembered her as being dependent on him. Now, she had a plan. He hoped it would be good.
"Well what is it?" He asked her.
"Jack gave me this before we left the hub." Martha said as she pulled out a small teleportation device from her pocket that looked similar to a cell phone.
"Is that what I think it is?" The Doctor asked.
"It's a pocket teleporter." Martha replied. "It transports the user wherever they want to go, but there's a problem. Jack said I could use it to send the Angel away, but I don't know how. He only showed me how to use it to teleport myself, not something else."
Suddenly, the TARDIS doors opened and the Weeping Angel was standing at the threshold, frozen by the Doctor and Martha's stares.
"Did you lock the doors?" Martha asked.
"It may have slipped my mind." The Doctor said.
Martha took a quick glance to look at him with an expression that clearly said "You're and idiot."
The Doctor met Martha's gaze with an expression that said "I know. I'm sorry."
Once they realized that they were staring at each other, the Doctor and Martha rapidly turned to look at the angel, which was now only inches away from Martha.
Martha screamed.
"Martha calm down. Back away from it. I won't take my eyes off it for even a second. I promise. Come over to me." The Doctor instructed.
Martha did as he said. She slowly maneuvered herself around the Angel and jolted over to the Doctor.
"Now what?" She hastily asked the Time Lord.
Suddenly, all the lights in the TARDIS started to flicker on and off. The entire room would be consumed with darkness soon if they didn't do something.
"We do what we've always done." The Doctor replied.
One by one the lights in the TARDIS started to go out. There was still some light on the angel, so the Doctor and Martha could see it.
"Run?" Martha asked with her gaze still glued onto the Angel
The Angel looked hungry.
"Run." The Doctor replied.
So the Doctor and Martha ran through halls of the TARDIS avoiding a monster. The Doctor remembered the last time he did this with Clara. He wasn't supposed to remember, but he did. But he couldn't allow himself to dwell in the past. A Weeping Angel was in his TARDIS.
The Doctor and Martha kept running through the halls. The Angel was hunting them. It was an ancient predator who was determined to make a meal out of them. The lights were on in the hallways. They could see the Angel chasing behind them, yet they also needed to see where they were going. Between trying to look at the Angel and finding their way around the TARDIS, they found it hard to always be watching the Angel. The Doctor and Martha eventually came to a dead end. They turned around to see the Weeping Angel at the end of the long hallway. It's face was one of hunger and evil.
"Quick! Give me the teleporter." The Doctor yelled to Martha.
"Here." Martha said while swiftly handing the teleporter to the Doctor and watching the Doctor.
However, no matter how hard they watched the Angel, it was still moving. The Angel was making the lights in the TARDIS hallway flicker. It the brief seconds of darkness, the Angel moved closer and closer to the Doctor and Martha.
"It's turning out the lights!" Martha yelled.
"Just keep watching it!" The Doctor ordered.
The Doctor wasn't watching the Angel at all. He was focusing on fixing the teleporter so that he could use it to send the Angel away. He used his sonic screwdriver to fix it.
"Alright, I think I've got it!" The Doctor exclaimed.
Not a moment too soon. At this time, the Angel was right in front of them. All they had to do was blink and the Angel would touch them. All the lights had to was flicker off for just one more second and the Angel would touch them.
"Well hurry up and use it!" Martha shouted.
Immediately, the Doctor pointed the teleporter at the Angel and pressed a button. Then, after a flash of blue light, the Angel disappeared. The Doctor teleported it away. He and Martha were safe. They were finally able to relax.
"Where did you send it?" Martha asked.
"The center of the sun." The Doctor responded.
"Seriously?" Martha questioned.
"I had to send it somewhere that it couldn't hurt anyone." The Doctor said. "So the Dalek was destroyed and we just killed the Angel. Cardiff is safe right?"
"No." Martha said. "The Evil Minotaur is still out there somewhere in the city."