It turns out that last red button created a noise so loud that not only were the aliens stunned, but The Doctor too. For some reason I seem unaffected by the screeching and take my chance to make a run for it, counting on the fact that the aliens will have more interest in following me, than hurting The Doctor.
I don't consider myself smart, far from it. But this idea appearing in my head seems like it could be the most genius thing to come from my mind since the day I was born. They need my voice, in specific my name, to send them home. If I am within ten feet of them I will be taken too, so I need a way to say my name for their ship to register it without being anywhere near them.
There is only one place in this town that could do the job.
I quickly glance back as I reach the open doors of the towns largest grocery store. I have to avoid several people at the entrance when I run inside, seeing the invaders bounding towards me at great speed, I guess I was right about them being fast. I sprint through the shop to the main desk, searching frantically for the microphone linked to the main speakers. I manage to find it being held in the hands of the store manager, she is gripping it so tightly I almost have to pry it from her hands like I'm playing the weirdest thumb war game ever.
Just as I get the microphone and dash through a doorway to the manager's office upstairs, I spot the hissing monsters taking huge strides into the building. Good. They haven't spotted me yet.
I take the stairs two at a time, pushing my way through the door and over to the window overlooking the layout of the large store. They have split up , searching each isle for any trace of me. I turn the microphone on, causing a loud screech throughout the building as the microphone sends a wave of feedback through the speakers. Taking the opportunity of a loud noise to distract them, I push the small window open just enough I can hear their hissing language, another plan creating itself in my head. I crouch down beside the window ledge and finally speak to the aliens hunting me.
"Hi, I heard you were looking for me." I cautiously mutter, not quite sure how to go about this.
"Show yourself Child! You will come to us now." One of aliens screams, or maybe he's speaking normally. It's hard to tell with these things.
"Firstly I just want to say, No way in hell. And secondly, I am in no way a child thank you very much." I take a deep breath before continuing, knowing the fact I could send them away right now is bouncing around my mind. But I have so many questions. "I just wanted to ask you lot, Why me? Why am I the one you're hunting down?"
"You are the child Quaesīta. You will always be hunted."
The way they say the word 'Quaesīta' sounds haunting and mysterious. Like even uttering the title is important. But of course, to me it means nothing.
"Ok... That made no sense at all..." My heart is racing as I glance up and see their search is getting closer and closer to my location. "How about I just ask one question then. If I go with you, how will everyone come out of suspension?"
The aliens mutter amongst themselves, like they are unsure whether to tell me in case this is some elaborate trap, which it is.
"The device will turn off the same way our teleportation devices work. Once we find you, we will retrieve the Suspension machine from your place of work." So they don't know The Doctor and I found it, which means The Doctor still has it, that is, if the aliens aren't lying to me.
"So uttering my voice into it will release them, nice to know. I hope you have a nice trip home guys." I stand up from my hiding place so quickly they manage to spot me in the window, thankfully they are still half way across the store. "Don't even try to come back again, I won't be here, I will never stop moving to get away from you."
Ha, with my millions of dollars I can definitely run away from them, not.
"Oh! And my name's Lia Marie. Almost forgot that bit." A blue shimmer surrounds the now very angry aliens as one glares up at me.
"Your owners will never stop hunting you. People will never stop looking for The Child Of Rebellion."
A blue blinding light seems to devour them, destroying, or in this case teleporting, every trace of them away. Ridding any thought or worry out of my mind about their many names for me, my eyes instead fall on the still frozen people still scattered around the store and the sudden realization that the Doctor has been missing for quite a while.
I drop the microphone and run down the steps and out the door, looking down the street to find that not only are the Alien's devices gone, but The Doctor is nowhere to be seen. Dammit. He better not disappear for three months again or I'll kill him.
"Nice show you put on back there." The Doctor applauds from behind me. I jump out of my skin in shock.
"Seriously! You had to sneak up on me after all that? Great job... Oh! And thanks for all the help back there."
"You had it all under control, more than that, it sounds like you just saved the world. Pretty good work for your first try." The Doctor frowns lightly, deep in thought "They really were interested in capturing you unharmed..."
"I haven't saved the world just yet, I need that suspension thingy to free everyone." I snatch the machine from his hands as soon as he pulls it out of his pocket, uttering my name as quickly as I can, letting every last previously affected, now resume their normal lives. The two men arguing over their crashed cars continue to yell. The customers entering the grocery store finally make it inside, and every bird either in the sky or sitting on a branch somewhere begins to fly and sing yet again.
"Ah. The sounds and lives of Earth." The Doctor says to me, "Isn't it beautiful?"
"I've never really noticed it before." I meekly answer, taking in every loud noise and voice I can hear. "But I still realised instantly when it was gone..."
"That's Every humans natural instinct, to not notice something until its gone. A common enough instinct throughout the universe, in fact. Imagine that, not many beings realise how much they tune out. And now you are one of the few people who will never forget."
I've never found a voice like The Doctor's before, a voice I never want to stop listening to. The way he pronounces his words is like music to my ears. He speaks of interesting, confusing and wonderful things all at the same time and yet although I don't always understand it I love every word.
I suppose he intrigues me.
"I... Guess I'm special then."
"More than special." The Doctor replies to me before freezing in his movements, realising what he said. "Uh... What I mean is, that name. The name they called you... Quaesīta."
"What about it? I thought they were just naming me a million names to try and convince me to go down there out of boredom." I joke while we start walking back towards the library, and for a few paces he doesn't say a word.
"Well. On earth Quaesīta means a quest, or something to be sought after. But in the language of your race it is a name that means exactly what I said, more than special, Of utmost importance, or anything along those lines."
"Hmm... Doesn't sound like me." Stopping outside the entrance of the library I begin to stare at my feet. So much worry is flowing through me, will The Doctor leave now the danger is gone? In fact..."How did you get here? In the first place I mean.. Like one moment I was alone and the next you were just... there."
"Ah, well that's more difficult to explain than a name." He rubs the back of his neck and looks anywhere but at my eyes. "You see I was-"
"You have no idea, do you?"
"No clue at all. One moment I was walking away from you down the sidewalk and the next I was waking up on the ground at your feet." The Doctor turns his attention to the world around us, countless people are living their lives and going off to work when moments ago they were unknowingly to them, frozen in place. Now they'll never know. "What are you gonna do now? Back to the library? Or are you planning on travelling like you told those aliens back there?"
"I was thinking about finding a rock to live under so they never find me again, but I guess travelling with no money will have to do." My sarcastic remark causes the Time Lord to grin, looking down the few inches difference between us so he can look straight into my eyes with excitement.
"You could always come with me."
"Uh... where to exactly?" This is insane. I shouldn't be showing any interest in going with this man. Although he is strangely brilliant is it really the best idea to involve someone else in my life who will be endangered by my 'specialness'.
"I am called a Time Lord for a reason, it's not just for the showy title you know."
"You can travel in time? Actual Time! And you're choosing me to go with you?" My mind recalls our first meeting and I remember a fact I easily forgot. "What about the friends who were with you?"
"About that, I may not be travelling with them at the moment. They come and travel with me every couple months or so I've only just dropped them off from their last trip. I just used them as an excuse."
"An excuse for what? To get away from me?" I half tease, I am definitely interested in the answer to my question, both of them.
"When I first saw you, I didn't expect to have a full conversation as well as us going to a coffee shop together. I don't usually do normal things like that. I was searching for an alien when I met you. It hit me after a while that you could have been a trap set by them." To say The Doctor looks embarrassed could quite possibly be an understatement. He looks mortified as he can't even look me in the eye anymore.
"Does that actually mean you were nervous while talking to a girl, so you made up an excuse and made a run for it?" I've definitely felt that feeling before, more than once.
"Maybe." He seems to shake off his embarrassment, more interested in changing the conversation. "So. Want to travel with me through time and space? We could go anywhere! I could introduce you to Cleopatra. We could be the first people to step on a undiscovered planet. We can-"
"Are you really trying to convince me to go with you? You've intrigued me since the moment you told me your name. Why would I give up the chance to learn more about your story?" And just like that my decision is made, and every word of it is the truth. His voice is addicting, his knowledge incredible and one thing I know for sure I'm not letting him leave this planet without me. The travelling through Time and Space thing is just a really cool benefit.
I've decided the first chapter of an adventure will have the name of it in the title, for instance Chapter One will be renamed 'Chapter One: The Beginning' Then chapter 8 or 9 will have the title 'Chapter Nine: The Rise of the Herzog' (or something like that) that way if someone wants to find a particular adventure, the titles will help them out.
I hope you enjoyed this everyone and goodnight!