DISCLAIMER: Once again I am not the owner of Doctor Who. The BBC owns it and Mike Tucker owns his work. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF IT. So incase something bad happens I will only do a certain amount of chapters since this book is supposedly copyrighted then youll have to buy the book to find out the rest muahahahhac*Cough Cough*
The Doctor and Rose hared through the wood, desperate to reach the distant lights. Through the trees behind them came monsters of every description: Big ones, small ones, all colours, and shapes. Some bounded forward on muscular legs, others skittered from tree to tree. They slithered, they crawled, some even flew, pursuing them through the dark, baying like a pack of hounds. The noise was deafening.
Rose's breath was burning in her chest. She fought the instinct to look back. She felt that any minute now one of the monstrosities behind them would reach out with a feeler or a claw and snatch her into the middle of the howling throng. She remembered the blood pools on the beach, dark stains all that was left of a young man, and started to run faster.
The lights ahead of them were tantalisingly close, but Rose just wasn't sure what happened once they reached them. She glanced at the Doctor, who was racing alongside her. His eyes were fixed on the lights at the edge of the wood, his jaw was set. Suddenly she knew that it would be all right. He was the Doctor. And he had a plan!
At that point something that looked like an oversized mosquito swooped at the Doctor's head, its wings droning. It stabbed down at him with a wickedly sharp proboscis.
The Doctor battled it away frantically and as it darted off, buzzing angrily, its long legs brushed Rose's hair. She jerked backwards, stumbling and almost falling. The Doctor caught her and hauled her to her feet.
"Come on! We're almost there!"
They burst from the woods on to a tarmacked road, a cul-de-sac, lined with parked cars and small identical houses. Street lamps cast a harsh yellow glow and down the hill Rose could see the lights of the harbour. She hurled herself into the middle of the road, spinning round to stare back at the wood, oblivious to the rain. The creatures hovered at the tree line, as if wary about stepping out into the light. One of them, a squat lizard with claws that dragged along the floor, edged forward tentatively. Rose glanced nervously over the Doctor. He was staring around at the houses in disbelief.
"No, no, no. This is all wrong!"
"What is it?" Rose's heart was in her mouth. "What's the matter?"
"This estate!" The Doctor nodded at the houses. "It's all wrong. Not in keeping with the rest of the village at all! Why do they let people build things like this? Its not on, you know, modern estate like this in a conservation area. I've a good mind to write to the council."
Rose was speechless. The monsters were emerging from the trees now, there was nowere to hide and the Doctor was wittering on about sympathetic building styles!
"Still," he went on. "Its probably attracting new people to the area and everyone living round here's obvously doing quite well. Couple of cars in each driveway, quite a few four-by-fours... which is good, cause it allows me to do this!"
He raised his sonic screwdriver , winked at Rose and pressed his thumb against the button. Every car alarm went off simultaneously, Rose clamped her hands over her ears, trying to drown out the cacophony. The noise was horrendous, but she thought she could just make out the howls of the creatures over the din.
Then just as suddenly, it stopped.
Rose looked up, The Doctor was standing in the middle of the street, grinning happily. He tucked his sonic screwdriver back into his pocket and nodded over at her "That worked then."
The monsters were gone. it was as if they had never existed. She and the Doctor were in what looked like an ordinary housing estate. Unremarkable, Boring.
Lights started to come on and curtains were pulled back as people stared out into their driveways. A door opened and a man in his dressing gown peered out them, his face uncertain, angry.
Rose cocked her head to one side, listening. From inside the house she could hear a child crying. Rose look over at the Doctor. "Listen." The Doctor had heard it too. "Yes."
The man in the dressing gown took a tentative step towards them. "What are you doing out there?" he shouted. "Dont you realise how late it is?"
More lights were coming on all over the estate now, more curtains twitching. The Doctor started to make his way down the hill towards the harbour. He turned to Rose
"Come on. we'd better make ourselves scarce. Probably not a good idea to stay outside."
Rose hurried to catch him up. "You think those things are still going to be around? I thought you'd got rid of them."
"The noise seemed to scare them off, but I've got no idea where they went. And I certainly don't know where they came from."
The faceless modern style of the estate gave way to a more rustic flavour, with small stone cottages, shops full of postcards and tourist paraphernalia, tearooms with posters advertising trips around the bay in their windows. Fishing boats and small yatchs bobbed in the harbour, halyards clanking in the wind.
The Doctor strode down to the harbour wall, hands thrust into the pockets of his coat, and stared out across the water.
"Thats one bit of the puzzle, out there sure of it."
Rose followed his gaze. "The lighthouse?"
"Yeah. Maybe. Thought I caught a glimpse of a light out there when we were up on the clifftop, just before we went into the woods."
"And that's whats causing the creatures?"
"Could be. Need to get out there and have a gander at some point."
Rose peered over the wall at the churning water. "Bit cold for a dip."
"I was thinking a nice little boat trip."
"You can't just nick someones boat!"
"I wasnt going to!" The Doctor looked indignant."I was going to use my boyish charm to persuade one of the locals."
"Oh yeah? Rose stifled a smile "And where were you hoping to try out this boyish charm of yours. In case you haven't noticed, its the middle of the night and the place is deserted."
The Doctor turned and nodded at the large, imposing building that dominated the seafront.
"The pub"
"Bit late for that, isnt it?"
"Lights are still on. Perhaps they're having a lock-in. Come on."
TBC
Ill continue this another time guys. Please be patient! xxx :)
Sherry1997 xx
