I gingerly walked out if the police box with the doctor and Martha onto the new planet.
My mouth dropped open.
"You could have mentioned I was in a bloody rocket!" I shouted.
"Language." Said the doctor "Anyway I thought you had figured it out." I ignored him I guessed that was probably the best thing to do. And I made my way over to a man lying on the ground, so did Martha.
"Ohmygod!" She screamed and started checking his pulse. I nudged him in the stomach with my foot.
"He's not dead." I said quietly.
"Hold on you've got that medical kit thing." She said running into the Tardis.
"Hello again, oh I'm sorry." The doctor whispered to the man, I think he didn't mean for me to hear, but I did.
"You know him?" I asked.
"Yes. But the real question here is how do you know he wasn't dead?" He quizzed me.
"My drawings told me. Have lots of him." I said, the doctor opened his mouth to speak but then Martha came rushing out the Tardis with the medical kit.
"Here we go. Get out of my way!" She shouted as she ran towards the man on the floor and knelt over him and started placing a stethoscope on his chest." It's a bit odd though, that coats about world war two." She continued. The doctor opened his mouth to talk but I beat him to it.
"He came with us. He was clinging to the outside of the Tardis." They both stared at me.
"How the hell-" Started the doctor.
"Language." I said, and then winked at him; I thought I saw him blush.
"Ella, you know him?" Asked Martha. I shook my head.
"But he does." I said gesturing toward the doctor.
Suddenly the man on the floor started gasping, Martha screamed from shock.
"Just breathe deep." Martha was telling him, she was talking to him now and so was the doctor. I would have joined in, but my stomach was killing me, I had to be sick. I ran into the Tardis into the room I had slept in and threw up in the on suite bathrooms toilet. I was surprised I had managed to sick something up, I hadn't eaten anything in days. I stood up and flushed the toilet. I knew he was behind me.
"Go away." I said. I was to embarrassed for the doctor to look at me. He didn't move.
"Come on." He said. "Come meet jack." On the way out he passed me a breath mint. "Sick does not smell very nice." He said. I gave him a sarcastic smile, but took the mint anyway.
When we got back outside Martha and Jack were in deep conversation but Jack stopped when he saw me.
"Captain Jack Harkness, you are?" He said.
"Ella Cross." I told him.
"Oh don't start; she's only 12 years old." The doctor complained, though I thought I detected a tiny spark of jealousy. But I probably just imagined it. Jack winked at me and I blushed.
"Everyone's too young for me I'm over a hundred years old." Said Jack
"We need to go; something bad is going to happen. I've seen it in my pictures." I whispered to the doctor. I didn't want anyone else to know about the drawings, I know its stupid but I felt embarrassed about it. He nodded, and started walking so we all followed.
"Hey, wait up!" Jack called I wasn't sure if he was talking to me, Martha or the doctor then, but he jogged up to me. And I swear the doctor started walking faster, it was getting too awkward.
"Is there actually anyone living here?" I asked.
"I don't know. Let's hope life finds a way." Answered the doctor.
"Look!" Martha shouted and pointed to a man running really fast.
"Does that answer your question?" Said the doctor.
That's when the "something bad" happened. The man was being chased by about 20 things that looked human but were dressed weird and had really bad make-up on. I looked over at the doctor but he had already started running shouting over his shoulder "Human hunt!"
I actually managed to run and keep up with everyone else. We found the running man, but I was so out of breath I couldn't concentrate on what the doctor was saying to the man, just the fact we had to start running again. We came to a big gate and everyone in the gate was shouting something about teeth, I looked around at Martha and she was showing her teeth so was Jack, so I did the same. The guards opened the gate and we were let in. A guard led us through a series of corridors and hallways which at the sides were crammed with people and their few possessions. The doctor started talking to a boy who looked about eight years old. Then another guard came and took us to what looked like a lab but I couldn't really tell because the room was spinning.
"Martha." I said feebly. But I don't think she heard me because she never even glanced in my direction, that's when I passed out. When I woke, the doctor, Martha and Jack were all knelt looking over me they all looked incredibly worried about me.
"I'm fine!" I said sitting up "I'm fine. Just a bit tired that's all."
"Are you sure?" Asked Martha, I nodded, and she walked over to the blue beetle woman. "Do you need any help Chantho?" She said to the
Jack helped me up then hugged me, I didn't say anything but he was hugging me were my bruises were and it killed. Thankfully the doctor noticed.
"Jack, can you come help me and Professor Yana with this." He said. Jack let go smiled at me then went to go help the doctor. I walked over to Martha, but before I started to talk to her I noticed the paper and pencil that had been placed next to her, I hadn't drawn anything in a while, and there wasn't anything else for me to do. So I sat on the floor and drew for what I thought was about an hour. I drew first, a copy of the drawing the doctor had taken off me, of him kissing the blonde girl. Second I drew a young man laughing at something, though it wasn't a very nice laugh. Last I drew a watch with lots and lots of different detailing.
When I had finished I stopped drawing and realized what was going on. I couldn't believe it; I had been so caught up in my pictures I had totally ignored everything else going on around me. I had been so stupid.
Chantho was holding a gun and had it pointed at the professor, but the professor had a gun also. And the watch I had just drawn.
"Were did you get that?" I asked the professor as I ran over to him.
"Out of the way miss!" Yelled Chantho. I walked over to Chantho.
"Go." I demanded.
"But you don't understand I have to shoot-" she started.
"No. I will, you have to go. NOW!" I shouted at her. I must have sounded pretty determined because she handed me the gun and legged it. Some one had to shoot the professor.
It was in the drawings.
I aimed for were I thought his heart was, and shot. And then I shot anywhere I could.
"YOU WILL PAY!" He screamed at me, then climbed into the Tardis, and flew it away. I was so dead. I wanted to cry but just couldn't, so I just stood with the gun in my hand staring at the empty space were the Tardis had been.
"Ella!" Someone screamed at me, on impulse I spun around and pointed the gun, then lowered it as I realised it was Martha. She looked down and saw my drawing scattered on the floor. She picked them up but I snatched them off her.
"You can't look at them!" I shouted at her, I was just embarrassed about them, but she'd already seen them, I shoved them into my jean pocket getting them all scrunched up.
"Don't do that you'll wreck them." She said softly.
"Don't tell me what to do!" I yelled at her. I threw the gun at the wall out of anger. That's when the doctor and Jack came running in.
"What did you just do?" The doctor shouted at me grabbing my shoulders. I gasped from the pain coming from my scratched arms. He loosened his grip.
"I saved Chantho." I snarled.
"That's a good thing." Said Martha.
"No it's a stupid thing to do! I was so stupid!" I shouted at myself.
"Saving someone's life is not a bad thing." Said Jack.
"It was a fixed point in time for Chantho to die." I grumbled.
"You shouldn't have interfered." The doctor said quietly.
"Oh come on!" Said Jack "Like you've never done exactly the same thing!"
"Where's the Tardis?" Asked Martha.
"Professor Yana took it." I answered