Our first adventure (if that's the right word) began almost immediately after I'd recovered. The Doctor was sent a distress call from some city on some far off planet...he wasn't best pleased to get that call. He didn't like the place. But, being the Doctor, we had to go of course. He can't ever ignore a distress call...

The First Adventure Part 1

I leapt out of the dirty, uncomfortable seats next to the console, disorientated and groggy. "Woah," I said, steadying myself. "Woah. Seriously?" I rubbed my eyes and stifled a huge yawn. I was quite alone in the big, dome-like console room.

"Hey Doctor?" I called out to thin air.

"Yeah, listening," the Doctor said from somewhere. I realized that the scanner was on. Oh yeah...yeah, we'd landed about a half hour ago. Him and Rose had gone out to investigate. On the scanner I could see him outside the Tardis, trying to fit together some bizarre sort of electronic pole contraption.

"You should've woken me," I protested.

"Ach, ya looked so peaceful," the Doctor replied from outside, not looking up from his work. "Stop yer moaning and get out here."

I walked from the console room and joined him outside. We were parked on the lawn of some foggy, rainy intercity park. All around, grey skyscrapers loomed over us, the lights in the windows winking orange like so many eyes watching us. I shivered, folding my eyes across my body and stamping my feet.

"Cold," I moaned.

"Yep!" The Doctor said brightly.

"Where's Rose?"

"Oh, she's somewhere around," the Doctor said. "Went off to investigate father afield. You good to start workin'?"

"Working?" I exclaimed. "If I'd known we'd be working, I'd never have jumped into that box with you!"

"Well, not working as such...just 'elping out a little. Come on - quicker we sort this little monster problem out, the quicker we can get outta this stink-hole city again."

"Suits me." I agreed. "What do you need?"

"If you could just hold this upright for me." the Doctor asked, waving the long white pole at me. There was a blue light at either end, like a giant ninja stick. I held it straight for him.

"Where are we again?" I asked him.

"Rovrack." The Doctor replied at once. "The city of Rovrack, on the planet Malinus. One of my favourite places in the world."

"Sarcastic much?"

"Much, much," the Doctor agreed. "As sarcastic as they come, Miss. Perron. It's a dump."

"So it is," I said dreamily as the rain lashed down on top of me. I could hear the sound of traffic not so far away. "And why are we here? What monster problem?"

"Dunno," the Doctor admitted, sonicking the ninja stick. "There's been attacks. At night. Summin's been killing the citizens, and the Mayor's asked us to come 'an 'elp."

"Oh yeah? Is Rose all right on her own out here?"

"It takes a braver man than me to tell her no," the Doctor chuckled, "she'll be fine. 'Ere - shut the Tardis will ya? Don't want anyone wandering in."

I let go of the stick (the Doctor taking over with it) and shut the door. As I lifted my arm to pull those blue, wooden doors shut, my torso ached. I recoiled slightly - even now, after all this time, the injuries I'd sustained from that first battle gave me the occasional aches and pains.

"So what's with the stick?" I asked, as he gave it a half-hearted (and less than half-successful) twirl, trying to look impressive.

"Sonic spear," the Doctor said casually, "for long-range sonicking. Me poor little screwdriver doesn't 'ave much range, y'know...nah, this'll do the trick much better."

"Yeah, but what trick?"

"Well get this," the Doctor replied, "whatever's doing the killings is a savage. All the victims 'ave been found mutilated. Ripped apart. But...y'know, not gunshot wounds. Not laser wounds. Nah, this thing attack at close range. We use this, we-"

"-your gonna say we're going monster hunting at this point, aren't you?"

The Doctor grinned. "I am. But first, we've got an appointment with the Mayor. Come on - we'll get a cab."

"Why not just use the Tardis?" I exclaimed.

"Nah," the Doctor grinned, "nah, never trust a politician with a time capsule. Rule one of travelling with me, Lynsey. You gotta lot to learn."

"Thanks." I said sarcastically. "And Rose?"

"Will meet us there," the Doctor said, sounding strange unconcerned. "Come on - and listen - you hold the spear."

"Why me?"

"Ya don't look as threatening with it."

Reluctantly I took the pole. "Will this even fit in a cab?"

"Sure!" The Doctor replied.

It did. Just. Nearly broke the window several times, but it did fit. The cab wasn't at all what I had in mind; it was yellow, like the New York taxis. But there, any similarities stopped. The thing hovered, travelling on blue flamed jetpacks as opposed to wheels. Inside, it was grey and clinical, smelling faintly of some overpowering air-freshner. Me and the Doctor saw awkwardly together as the thing snailed through the congested grey streets of the city, heading to the Principal Building, situated on the river which ran through the metropolis.

We arrived about an hour later. The driver (a blue man, no less, but I'd seen those before) looked around, without smiling.

"Twenty-four credits." He said bluntly.

"Ah!" The Doctor said, patting his pockets awkwardly. "Right, um..."

There was a tap at the window. It was Rose, holding a strange piece of paper; alien money.

"Fantastic!" The Doctor exclaimed, leaping out. "Pay the man."

"Trust you to come without cash." Rose laughed, feeding the money through the driver's open window. He took it, muttering thanks, and drove off at once. Service with a smile, eh?

"I stretched my legs and looked up at the building outside which we'd been dropped. It was, on first sight, nothing too special. Much like the big old office blocks in London. It consisted of two beige square structures, with walkways connecting them. Outside, the ground was paved with grey and orange bricks, large exotic pot plants placed on either side of the reception, a glass building from which you could access either of the two towers. I chuckled. They looked and felt very out of place, those exotic green plants. Here it was cold. Here it was always cold, so the Doctor told me earlier. We were in fact visiting in Summer; rain, fog and chilly air. Winter consisted of snow, ice, frost and temperatures consistently below minus twenty. Real nice. I wondered how anybody could tolerate weather like this for their whole life. Quite ironically, in fact, this planet had the opposite climate issue to us - global cooling. Their sun was getting steadily weaker over the generations, and the average temperatures were falling year on year. Far from melting ice caps, this place was turning into a floating permafrost in space. Not that it mattered too much. The civilization here was advanced; when it became too cold to support life, they'd simply up sticks and move out. There was another planet out in space waiting for them. Indeed, the very rich and the very powerful had already moved there.

"How do those plants survive out here?" I demanded.

"Dunno," the Doctor said with interest. Despite there being armed guards in black present outside the entrance, none of them questioned our presence. The Doctor was expected all right. He jogged over to one of the pot plants and laughed. "Fantastic!" He said again. "Come 'ere girls."

We joined him by the pot plant. At once I felt a waft of very warm, dry air from the big pot, a lovely relief from the cool, wet atmosphere of the city. "Heated pots?" Rose laughed.

"Heated pots!" The Doctor confirmed, holding his large hands near the pot and rubbing them together. "Lovely stuff. Anyways...the Mayor."

"Yeah, but can I take this in?" I asked him, wiggling the sonic spear.

"No, ma'am," one of the guards answered on the Doctor's behalf, "certainly not. I'll have to take it, but you'll have it again once you go."

So after handing it over and signing in, we were directed left past reception (into the left tower) and into a set of lifts. The doors were glass, as was the lift inside. It was weird, watching the shaft as the lift rose, all the way to the top floor. The doors opened into a large, blue carpeted waiting area, with a bespectacled young woman on the desk. She wasn't blue; the city was occupied by blue and non-blue people alike.

"Help you?" She demanded.

"Yeah, here to see the Mayor."

"Passes?"

"Sure thing," the Doctor said, showing the psychic paper. "Reception let us through, ya know."

"Yeah, but I don't trust reception," the woman replied smugly, "once let a parcel bomb through into the Mayor's office. Only reason he survived was because I intercepted the package."

"Fair do's." the Doctor admitted. "But we're good, yeah?"

"Yeah, yeah," the woman said, sounding bored. "Have a seat, I'll tell him your here."

We sat down, while the woman on the desk phoned through to the office next door (as opposed to simply getting up and knocking). Almost at once, that door flew open and a small, neat man with blue skin and a little black beard shot out. He wore a black striped suit and an orange tie, with brown loafers.

"Thank you, thank you!" He said in a high pitched voice, wringing the Doctor's hand, before doing the same to me and Rose. "Thank you all for coming so quickly!"

"Pleasure," The Doctor said shortly, "nice to be back. Not really, but me new mate here reckons I'm rude." He nodded to his left, where me and Rose stood. I wonder who of us he meant - we'd both talked to him about his sheer lack of manners before. "So very nice to be back! But not really."

To my surprise, the Mayor only laughed. "Yes, quite! Now Doctor...this situation...I think you and I need a serious chat. It's getting out of hand."

"So you said over the phone," the Doctor replied, "I'm eager to 'elp if I can, of course."

"Then come," the Mayor said. "Come. I'll show you what we're up against..."

He led the three of us into his office and shut the door. As I passed by him, I noticed that he was shaking slightly, his eyes darting around anxiously. He was terrified.

Why, I would discover for myself soon enough.

The Doctor's Diary, Entry 1963 Part 1

Cor blimey...back to Malinus! Now there's a place I'd hoped never to visit a second time. Rovrack is...all right. It's clean, it's prosperous, it's well ordered. But the weather just never lets up. I mean, it was better this time round. Last time I came here, it were the height of winter. Me poor old bones have never been the same since. The cold got into them, it were that bad.

But to Malinus I had to return. There's something seriously wrong here. Some sort of monster stalking the city at night. If I can help, I will. The last time I was here, the Mayor saved my life (not that he was the Mayor back then of course), and thus I owe him a favour. So yeah...get in, get on, get out. That's how I'm viewing this. Next stop, some tropical paradise. If the Tardis co-operates, that is.

In other news, my new friend is shaping up well. She's taking it all in her stride, like I hoped she would. I gotta admit, I liked her from the off - from the moment I met her in that little shop. I dunno why, I only know who.

So yeah...she ain't best pleased about being here of course. Slept through the landing, I kid you not. But she'll do her bit, like she always does. After that, we'll go and have a laugh somewhere else.

Providing we ain't killed horribly by this monster thing, of course. Fingers crossed.