Turn Left- Part 1
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Some of this episode will be in third person and some will be in first person.
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Pagodas and flying cars flew above small wind turbines on a alien planet. Down in the streets there were lots of banners with Chinese symbols on them. The market was crowded as all kind of life forms where out buying various items. The Doctor and Donna were casually strolling along, looking at all the merchandise and just enjoying the experience of alien life. The Doctor hands Donna a mug of a foaming drink.
"Oh, oh, oh." The Doctor says to Donna.
"I'd rather have a water." Donna says, giving the mug back to The Doctor.
"You are going to love it!" The Doctor said, trying to cheer her up. There was clearly something bothering the stubborn red head but The Doctor couldn't figure out what it was.
"Lovely." Donna said sarcastically. Donna was still angry with him about Susan, but still wanted to travel and see the universe. She didn't want to confront him and have him kick her out too. She would wait until he calmed down, give him two weeks, then bring it up.
A saleswomen walks up to Donna and asks, "Do you want to buy sukina? Or peshmoni? Most beautiful peshmoni in all of Sham Shen?"
Startled Donna says, "Er, no thanks." The sales women grumbles and wanders off. Donna looks around for The Doctor and sees him haggling with another stall holder so Donna decided to wander off on her own.
After wondering on her own for a few minutes a women wearing black and gold dress calls to her. "Tell your fortune, lady. The future predicted. Your life foretold."
"Oh no thanks." Donna told the fortune teller.
"Don't you want to know if you are going to be happy?" The fortune teller asks.
"I'm happy right now, thanks." Donna replied, curtly.
"You got red hair." The Fortune teller tried desperately. "The readings free for red hair."
Donna sighed and gave in. If it was free then she guessed it wouldn't hurt. "Oh, all right then."
The fortune tellers tent looked like it would on Earth. Strings of beads hung about, carpet and pillows arranged all over the place. The fortune teller looks at Donna's palms. "Oh you are fascinating. No but you are good. I see a man. The most remarkable man and later a very complicated women. How did you meet them?"
Donna raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you supposed to tell me?"
"I see the future." The women told her. "Tell me the past. When did your lives cross?"
"It's sort of complected. I ended up on his spaceship on my wedding day. I met her when I met him for the second time. Long story."
"But what led you to that meeting?"
"All sorts of things. But my job, I suppose. It was on Earth. Planet Earth, miles away. I had a job as a temp. I was a secretary at a place called HC Clements." Donna sways as past memories hit her. "Oh sorry."
"It's the incense." The fortune teller told Donna. "Just breath deep. This job of yours, what choices lead you there?"
"There was a choice." Donna told her. "Six months before, because the agency offered me this contract with HC Clements."
Donna is at a junction, waiting to turn on the main road. "It won't take long, just turn right." Donna's mother begged her. "We'll pop in and see mister Chowdry, so Suzette can introduce you."
"I'm going left. If you don't like it you can get out and walk." Donna responded.
"If you turn right you have a career and not just a filling in."
"You think I'm so useless." Donna told her mother.
"Oh, I know why you want a job with HC Clements, lady. Because you think you'll meet a man with lots of money and your whole life will change. Well let me tell you sweetheart. City executives don't need temps, except for practice."
"Yeah, well they haven't met me." Donna retorted back.
Susan Jane Anderson came home late one night after a very tiring work shift at the United Nations in New York City. Her feet hurt, she was tired and had a massive headache. She kicked off her shoes, took some Advil with a glass of cold water.
Susan threw herself down on the couch, grabbed a blanket and turned on the T.V. to BBC for The Name of The Doctor, the next Doctor Who episode.
"You turned left. But what if you turned right? What then?" The fortune teller asked.
Noticing for the first time something was wrong Donna said, "Let go of my hands." I wish Susan was here, Donna thought.
"What if it changes? What if you go right. What if you could still go right?"
"Stop it." Donna growled. Something jumps onto Donna's back and she jumps, but the women doesn't let go of her hands. "What's that? What's on my back? What is it? What's on my back?" Donna said, panicking and wishing she had told The Doctor where she was.
"Make the choice again, Donna Noble and change your mind. Turn right."
A hooked claw reaches to Donna's shoulder. "I'm turning." Donna said.
"Turn right. Turn right! Turn Right!" The Fortune teller yells.
"Well let me tell you sweetheart. City executives don't need temps, expect for practice." Donna's mother said.
"Yeah, I suppose you are right." Donna sighed.
Susan and Jack were sitting on lounge chairs on the roof of Torchwood watching the stars. Susan suddenly put her hands up and clutched her head and scrunched her face up in pain.
Jack, startled by this, jumped up and kneeled in front of her, placing his hands over hers. "Susan, what's wrong. Tell me what's wrong."
Susan began to fade in and out. Her eyes widened and tears began to fall. "Turn left." She whispered, terrified of losing Jack. "Donna turn left!" She yelled.
The Fortune teller says over the distant memory, "Turn right and never meet that man and women. Turn right and change the world."
Donna turned right.
Susan Jane Anderson opened her eyes to find tears in them. Wondering why she was crying she whipped them away with her sleeve to find herself in her apartment in New York City. She was surprised... wait why was she surprised?
Then she saw what was on her T.V. That must have been why she was crying. John Hurt as The Doctor had just appeared on the screen. "No don't leave Matt Smith!" Susan yelled at the screen.
As the credits rolled my cell phone dinged. I took it out and looked at who called. It was my best friend, Lily. I answered and we both started talking at the same time. "Matt Smith can not be done!"
"Why?!" Lily yelled. We both laughed. "Want to get a drink?"
"Sure." I said. "Same place?"
"Yep." Lily answered.
"See you there." I told her then I hung up.
I called my driver and told him to take me to Paper Lantern.
Thirty minutes later I arrived at the Paper Lantern. I found myself sitting at the bar with Lily, ordering a bear.
We heard screaming from the back area, where I knew gambling took place behind secret rooms. I slipped off my purse, handed it to Lily and took my gun out. The waitress that was in charge of the bar area looked at me and said, "No guns aloud, Miss."
I through her my United Nations ID from my back pocket of my dress pants. "Agent Anderson. I over rank you in more than twenty separate ways. Deal with it." I snapped at her.
The waitress went pail and went into the back room. I smirked. "Lily, help everyone get out."
Then I heard the one word I thought I would never hear except on T.V.
EXTERMINATE!
I looked at Lily, her face had gone pale and I'm sure mine did too. "Shit." We both said.
"Lily, make sure everyone gets out." I said, taking charge. "Pull the fire alarm, just get everyone out."
"What about you?" Lily asked.
"Time to have a chat with a Dalek." I told her.
"But you'll die!" Lily said, almost in hysterics.
I put both my hands on Lily's shoulders. "I have to try." We hugged for a second then I pushed her away. "Go help the people." I said. Lily nodded and I turned around., held up my gun with one arm and said one of my favorite lines from Doctor Who.
"Geronimo."
A/N: Some notes on reviews:
Copperdragon 2: Yep, defiantly.
Icerose987: Yeah, me too, series 4 wasn't all that exciting, I love Donna, but some of the episodes were boring so I decided to bring in a couple Torchwood and Sarah Jane Adventures.