~ Case Solved ~
"We have to find him, Sherlock."
"I know."
"We have to find him now."
"Yes, I understand, but I can't bloody see in the dark!" They retraced their steps to the food stand. The alien working there had packed up, and a closed sign was hanging off a nail hammered to the side.
John rubbed his tired eyes and looked around. "Well there was no sign of him at the Market, and he's obviously not here. Anyways, can you clarify what you said earlier about the birds?"
"No, not yet. I want to be sure. That's why I have to find the Doctor. We should check the TARDIS."
Back in the TARDIS, they found the Doctor sitting against the console, reading a manual. "Hello. Find anything while on your stroll?" He put the manual aside and stood up from the floor.
"Yes, we did find something. I called the number from the coffee shop and apparently we were recorded, here, on your TARDIS. Who is this Bad Wolf?"
The Doctor sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "I can't tell you who the Bad Wolf is. Sometimes… sometimes I don't even know. What did she record?"
"It's a she?" John asked. "Well that was certainly unexpected."
"Shut up John, I'm about to tell you what you what you wanted to know." He turned to the Doctor. "Is there any where we could sit? This may take a while."
"When I first stepped onto Avalon, I noticed that, as the Doctor said, it was a sort of 'port planet' where many merchants could come to bargain and trade. For a planet who's main income comes from the bird business, Avalon isn't very green is it? The entire planet is stone, with shops and factories lining the streets. And without an environment for the birds to grow in and thrive, where the hell did they come from? Nowhere, because those birds weren't captured or traded, they were manufactured.
The Avalonians have very colorful skin and hair, ranging from metallic colors to pigments you would only see in gems. They were eating miniature pumpkin-like seeds at the food stand. When we went back to the cages, did anyone else notice what was in the bird feed? The entire planet is conditioning them! Now why, why on earth did a tiny port planet like Avalon get the most beautiful birds in the galaxy? By choosing the most beautiful people, and then changing them, somehow, somewhere, into birds. This isn't a human slave trade. This is a human turned bird trade. That's what the Bad Wolf was trying to tell us. Case. Solved."
John's eyes grew wide as he linked the final clues. It was quiet for a moment, and then the Doctor spoke for all of them, his voice weary. "Clara…They're going to make her into a bird. And then, they're going to sell her."
Please Note: Though this chapter is titled Case Solved, that does not mean Wholock: Travels In Time is finished yet. Thank you.