Et Miles Lunae- The Lunar Soldier
Chapter 1: Origins
"This is ridiculous! Why must you always end up fighting aliens!" I yelled at The Doctor as we ran through the door into a blue telephone booth that was his TARDIS, an amazing work of machinery that worked as a spaceship and a time machine.
He ran over to the controls, his brown tweed jacket and deep blue trousers ruffled, complete with a fez and bowtie, flapping his hands wildly over a multitude of buttons, levers, and switches on the enormous console that controls the TARDIS.
He glared back in my direction, taking in my faded blue jeans and plain black t-shirt, along with my black punk boots and large black overcoat that flapped wildly as I ran to stand beside him.
"It's not my fault! Just think, if YOU were the last of your kind and had a knack for solving problems throughout time and space, don't you think you'd have a few enemies as well?" he queried as his hands continued to fly over the controls at a frantic pace.
"Whatever, just get us the heck out of here before I decide to go grab the gun that one dropped outside the door" I threatened.
"I'm working on it, but its not as simple as it looks!" he exclaimed as he ran around to the other side of the control panel.
While he did that I ran over to look at a screen that had a view of what was outside the door of the TARDIS, and what I saw didn't please me at all.
Standing about ten yards away was a group of large, reptilian like aliens that were firing rays of energy from some sort of weapons that they possessed, but so far their attempts were futile, but even as I thought that, the TARDIS gave a nasty learch.
"Okay, that's it!"I exclaimed as I ran towards the door, completely ignoring the Doctor's protests as I opened the door.
What happened next happened so fast I don't even know how I did it, but I did. Somehow…
As I threw open the door the reptilian like aliens stop shooting and I threw myself at the body of one of their fallen comrades that was laying near the TARDIS, and as I grabbed the gun the alien had been equipped with I tucked into a roll as the aliens saw what I was doing.
I came to a stop behind a large metal container of some kind and from behind it I immediately began aiming over the top and pulled the trigger.
Almost immediately the aliens began dropping to the ground, and the remaining aliens dove for cover.
I kept my sights on all the objects in the vicinity, expecting them to pop up out of nowhere.
"Get in here! The TARDIS is already leaving!" I heard The Doctor yell from within and I immediately sprinted over, not even concerned with my personal safety.
As I reached the door of the TARDIS, one of the aliens took a shot at me, but what happened next was a total shock.
I felt, rather than saw, the beam of energy coming towards me. On instinct, I took a running slide towards the TARDIS and while I slid towards it I glanced back long enough to fire a single bolt of energy, which struck the reptilian alien dead center in the chest, killing it instantly.
I came to a stop beside the TARDIS and quickly jumped up and threw myself in just as the strange, deep noise the TARDIS makes as it begins to disappear started up.
"You… you… " The Doctor seemed dumbstruck as he stared at me, and I realized he must have been watching the screen.
"I don't know" I replied simply, but the astounded look on his face was enough to convince me that what I had done wasn't normal.
"Well, this certainly puts a new light on things" The Doctor said suddenly, his somewhat joyful expression startling me quite a bit.
"A light on what, exactly?" I asked him, but he went on about his business, flipping more switches and pressing buttons as though he hadn't heard me.
"Where are we going this time?" I asked, exasperated that we were going on another adventure so soon.
"That is a good question, but it doesn't matter yet. We won't arrive for at least a day or so. The barriers around that dimensions are hard to get through, even for the TARDIS" he replied, patting the console as though the TARDIS was a very loyal and obedient pet.
"Good, because I need a break" I stated, and he gave me a knowing smile.
"Of course" he replied and with that I headed towards my room.
Walking through the TARDIS was like walking through an endless maze, but somehow I was the only one besides The Doctor that could navigate through it and find what I wanted.
On more than one occasion I had stumbled upon aliens of sorts and led them to the main room, where I passed them over to The Doctor, where he would talk to them and apologize for the inconvenience of them becoming lost aboard and returning them to their home.
Heh, I remember the first time I met The Doctor;
It had been a dark night sometime around Halloween, and I had seen a blue telephone booth appear right in front of me, and out he had come, along with two other humans; a young woman named Amelia Pond and a man who claimed to be her husband, Rory Anderson.
The only weird part about it was that I had seen Rory before, but from where I couldn't remember, but obviously he didn't recognize me, so I let it go.
After talking to them, I found out The Doctor was a time traveler and I instantly became curious about what they were doing. They claimed he was dropping them off at home, and that their travels with him were officially over because they couldn't handle the stress anymore.
Then, they bid their farewells to the third man, who had stood there gazing at the stars during our entire conversation. I walked over to him after the other two left and had asked him how far he'd traveled.
"Well now, even I don't know that exact answer. I've traveled through all of time and space, but there really isn't a way to measure that kind of distance" he had replied with a laugh, and I laughed along.
"So, your… ship" I said as I glanced at the telephone booth, wondering what it looked like inside and how all three of them had fit inside.
"Ah, I don't suppose you'd like to see, would you?" he asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Absolutely" I replied and I followed him through the door, and was astounded by the sheer size of the inside, and was even more dumbstruck when he had informed me that there was more than two mansions' worth of rooms, not including the control room we were in.
I ran towards the nearest door and proceeded to run throughout a good portion of the TARDIS, and when I returned to the control room, I found him sitting in quiet dismay.
"What's wrong?" I had asked him, and upon seeing me he cried out in joy.
"How in the name of the Time Lords did you find your way back?" he had asked in delight as he clapped me on the back.
"It wasn't that hard, I just walked" I had replied flatly, and he gave me an analyzing gaze as he walked slowly back towards the control panels in the center of the room.
"Hmmm… I'm curious now, how old are you exactly?" he asked.
"Sixteen, but why does that matter?" I had questioned in return.
"Just wondering, and I don't suppose your parents care too much seeing as the time of the night" he said in an undertone.
I had squared my shoulders as I replied, "My parents are long gone".
He had glanced over at me again, this time with a much more appraising look before he asked where I lived.
"I don't live anywhere in particular, sometimes I stay with friends, sometimes on a bench in the park, not that hard to find a place to sleep in London"
"I see" he replied, looking back at the controls. "Then I suppose this is a silly question, but would you like to travel with me for a while?"
"Quite a silly question. Of course I'd love to get out of the city for a bit" I had replied.
"Well, off we go then" he said as he flipped a switch and just before the TARDIS had given a lurch and the strange noise that signaled transportation had commenced.
That seems like such a long time ago now, but in truth it had only been about a month since I had begun traveling with The Doctor, and the wonders never ceased as we traveled throughout time and space.
By the time I had finished thinking about all that, I realized I had already arrived outside my room. At times, it almost seems like the TARDIS helped me get around without getting lost, but that's impossible, so I cast the idea aside and entered my room.
The room was pretty normal I suppose, seeing as I was onboard a time machine that doubles as a spaceship.
There was a bed in the corner with simple, deep blue covers and blanket, and a pillow shaped like the TARDIS, which I thought was rather humorous when I first found it upon my receiving the room.
Over in one corner was a large tv stand with a big fifty-two inch HD tv on it. With it I can watch any show from any time period from just about anywhere on earth, and the video games are spectacular. I can't explain how it works because I don't really understand myself, but all I have to do is scroll through lists with a controller that appeared to be a mix between Xbox360 and PS3. The lists are so massive that I can find games like pong, and then games that hadn't even come out yet. Of course, with that knowledge in mind, I played Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare before anything else, but the real shock was the multiplayer.
Millions upon millions of gamers with all sorts of skill levels and tactics that I befriended them almost immediately. The headset worked great to, speaking to all the different sorts of people from different places in the US and Britain, but the biggest shock was when I started meeting… others.
By other, I don't just mean people from other countries, but aliens and humans from other planets!
At first, it was so unexpected because no matter what the voices that came through the headset were always english, but then one of my new alien buddies, a cat faced guy named Fangs, explained that the headsets can detect the language the player is speaking and translate other languages to the player's native language.
Although the video games were pretty cool, it gets kinda boring. I mean, the selection was fantastic! But the sheer fact that I could sit around for a millenia and play every video game ever created wasn't appealing to me, even though the motion sensors and virtual simulators were very active, but I still prefer to run and jump and use my body to the fullest.
It wasn't difficult to stay active though, when hanging with The Doctor, there's plenty of running to do. Between running away from aliens blasting away at us, running from place to place to avoid large explosions, and occasionally running just running to make it somewhere on time (which is strange because he has a time machine) I honestly think I've ever been this fit.
I finally went over to the bed and laid down, thinking over the events of the day and those of the past. Between what I had learned I was capable of such fast and precise actions, it left me wondering about several things, but there was one question gnawing at the back of my mind that I couldn't ignore:
Is there a specific reason The Doctor decided to bring me with him?
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