AN: Hey! So glad you all liked the first chap and are ready to give the sequel a chance, here's the second chap.
Congratulations to mouse and 'pale face and rain' from Deviant Art for getting the quote right, one point each! It was 'Kahlil Gibran' who said last chap's quote.
This chap's quote:
It is impossible to love and be wise.
So, they're in the Tabo Monastery in the himalayas, a loooong time BC, and there's a mysterious plague going round erratically, dubbed the 'Indigo chill' because of its bizarre symptoms.
The Doctor has just promised to stop the plague- what now I wonder…..?
Enjoy!
Gyatso smiled. "That's wonderful, but first- I must insist you and your partner get some rest, for one thing, my monks too must follow their routine."
The Doctor nodded, and Gyatso rang a bell. Within moments, the familiar face of Monk Sonam appeared at the door.
He led the Doctor and Amy back down the long corridors to the guest rooms- which were spacious in terms of the monk's regular accommodation which the Doctor and Amy had glimpsed as they hurried past.
There were small holes in the side of the room they stopped before, letting in some light and cold air through straw stuffed inside them. There was a candle on a low table and a straw mat on the floor, with several blankets on top and a simple pillow. There was only one bed.
Amy went bright red- and she could've sworn she saw the faintest flush rise on the Doctor's cheeks as they contemplated how to overcome this problem. They were saved though, when Sonam took Amy's arm and led her a little further down the corridor. The Doctor followed.
About three rooms down, Amy's room was identical to the Doctor's, if ever so slightly smaller. Sonam gestured to the room, "the lady will stay here whiles you are in the monastery if it suits you sir."
The Doctor nodded. "Fine with me, you?'
Amy nodded, though she couldn't help a tiny hint of disappointment- he was so boring sometimes. Still, it didn't seem like anything like that was coming any time soon. Amy coughed and blushed as she realized the direction of her thoughts and wandered into the room.
There was a loud sound as a gong was rung somewhere, and streams of monks began walking past the room, the Doctor, Amy and Sonam in the same direction, away from the rooms.
With a quick bow of his head, Sonam, too, departed.
Once the corridor was empty again, the Doctor followed Amy into her room, shutting the door behind him.
"So, what do you think it is?" The Scot asked, her voice curious and wary.
The Doctor ran a hand through his hair.
"Some kind of advanced poison if I'm right- but I don't know how it's getting round."
"Poison?" Amy thought of the tea they'd been drinking and her stomach did an uneasy flip.
The Doctor nodded. "Yes- but it doesn't make sense!"
Amy frowned, "what, because everyone isn't blue?"
The Doctor nodded, "Exactly- whatever it is, it's choosing it's victims. But that doesn't make sense, or it wouldn't just take the old and young- it'd take people who were important straight off! What's the motive?"
Amy shrugged. "Maybe there isn't one. Maybe whoever it is just wants to kill off random people likely to get sick so it doesn't look like a direct attack."
The Doctor looked at her, a flash of a smile coming across his features. "That Amy Pond, is a very good point."
Amy smiled a bit and kissed him on the lips. "Thankyou."
The Doctor grinned, wrapping his arm around her waist and pressing his face into her hair. "Ok, but then who is doing it? Who's behind it? Why do they want to kill these people, and who are they trying to hide from?"
Amy raised an eyebrow at the Doctor. "We gonna find out?"
The Doctor stared at her, a hint of seriousness in his usually light and laughing eyes. "Yes. And we need to stop them- before it's too late."
Amy stared back, her hazel eyes wide with fear. "Too late for what?"
The Doctor shrugged. "I don't know yet. I told you things weren't as they seemed!"
Amy frowned. "If it's this dangerous, why are we waiting till the morning?"
The Doctor pulled a face. "I'm afraid Gyatso's right- we'd disturb the monks, and that would be a really bad idea. We don't want anyone to start panicking."
He reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out a walkie talkie.
"Take this- if anything happens, tell me- but whisper, ok?"
Amy nodded. "Got it."
The Doctor smiled at her, quickly stepping closer and pressing a fast kiss to her lips.
"Sweet dreams," he whispered in her ear, then walked out.
Amy smiled, touching her lips and blushing, feeling like a kid and happy about it. Then she shut her door and got into the bed, pulling her beanie and coat off and snuggling into the blankets.
X
Amy wasn't sure what woke her up. Maybe the cold. She looked around her tiny room, cloaked in shadow- the candle had long since gone out.
She shivered a little as she sat up- the Himalayas were freakin' cold at night. Amy clutched her blankets round her and look around, feeling the hairs on the back of her neck prickling.
Someone else was in the room.
Amy's eyes flashed across the deep shadows pooling next to the rough stone in the corners of the room, she reached for the walkie talkie underneath her pillow…
An elongated, hairy hand stopped her, whilst another went across her mouth as Amy let out a little cry.
"Don't bother with that."
Whatever it was whispered in a rasping voice.
"I'm not going to hurt you."
Amy, breathing heavily, heart pounding, tugged the hand off her face, and it came away easily, going back to a body somewhere behind her. She tried to turn to see it, and felt it moving just out of sight.
"Trust me, you don't want to see me." The thing whispered. "It would give you such nightmares."
Swallowing her fear Amy replied, "Oh yeah, you think?"
The thing hissed, and there was a dull thunk. Amy turned to the bedside table where the sound had come from. On it sat a silver goblet, encrusted with semi precious blue stones in spiraling patterns. The goblet was full of a strange liquid.
Amy thought about what the Doctor had said about poison and eyed it warily.
The thing behind her laughed, and Amy felt goosebumps rise on her skin.
"Amelia Pond. It's alright. I won't harm you."
Amy gasped. "You know my name. How do you know my name? Who are you?"
The thing laughed it's rasping laugh again. "So many questions Amy- so little time. But I have a better one. What will you do when you grow old?"
It was such an odd question Amy had to pause to think. "I-I don't know what you mean?"
She felt the thing clamber around behind her, and tried to turn to catch sight of it again.
"Your Doctor, Amy. He won't grow old with you. How long do you really think he's going to keep you? Do you honestly think he'll still want you, when your hairs are graying and your face is lined- when you look like his mother?"
Amy didn't want to think about it- knew what the thing was saying was ridiculous. But it's words were like sweet poison, twisting into her mind. Still she managed to shake her head.
"Of course he will- he's 907! It's not like age is an issue."
The thing hissed. "Ah- but there's the problem Amy dearest, isn't it? You'll leave him alone- you'll barely live a hundredth of his lifespan- and then you'll leave him, your raggedy Doctor, all alone for the rest of forever."
Amy felt tears sting her eyes as the creature's words wormed their way into her mind and heart. She shook her head.
"No. I won't leave him." Her voice was firm and determined.
The thing growled. "You won't have a choice though, will you? After all," it chuckled, "you're only human."
Amy felt an ache in her chest- it's words rang true, and the thought of the Doctor, alone, her dying and knowing she was leaving him… God, it hurt.
The thing's sandpaper rough voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Unless there was a way to stay with him- stay young and live as long as he does…"
Amy frowned, her attention caught like a fly in honey.
"W-what do you mean?"
The thing laughed again, and she tried to twist to see it. Still it remained in the shadows.
"Now I've caught your attention. Look at the goblet, think about it…the elixir of eternal youth…"
Amy could feel the words twisting into her mind, poisoning her with their sweet promise. But she was stronger. Of course.
She shook her head. "No. You're lying. I don't believe you- and I don't need to live forever. I've got him now, and that's what matters."
The thing made a low noise, and sighed. "If you really believe that…think about it…."
There was a rush of wind, and a sound like beating wings, and then it was gone. Amy felt the hairs on her arms tickle her skin as they settled onto the slight goosebumps still pimpling her flesh.
She turned away from her bedside table, holding the blankets tight around her, and stared into the shadows until sleep enveloped her once more in its embrace.
Oooooh, what is that thing? And what will Amy do? Has it got any relation to the poison which causes the Indigo Chill (what do you think?) ?
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Kat