—Chapter 5—
Orange Humpty Dumpties

When we arrived at the National Security, the Doctor let us go to the Tardis. This day the London was in a traffic jam. It was impossible to drive fast. The more amazing was able to fly with aircars. The sky was really crowded. I held my chin on my hand and I gazed through the window while I was trapping my fingers on the door. I fell asleep because yesterday the Doctor made me follow during wee hours of the morning. So I couldn't sleep enough. I took a nap for some minutes. When I was falling into a deep sleep, suddenly I woke up because I heard a blast. I opened my eyes and I could see buildings in flames. While the chief of Scotland Yard was trying to avoid all fires, the car skidded over and over. He screamed: "Hold hardly and recover! Someone is attacking us!". I turned pale and I huddled up behind the seat. Suddenly I heard another blast again in the back of car, I turned my face and I could see a hovercraft with shape of a ship that was approaching us. On the prow it was a troll humanoid with a head like an old potato or a Humpty Dumpty —The egg–man of Alice through the Looking–Glass—, but his head was orange colour and he was wearing a space suit. The freak hit a stick on his hand over and over while he was screaming: "Sontaran! Sontaran! Sontaran!…". A machine gun made the car engine go off. It spun around and fell with a cloud of smoke. The car was close to the ground and I noticed that the chief of Scotland Yard was knock–out. I thought I was absolutely lost. I tried to jump over the front seat and finally I got it. I tried to manoeuver the car, but I only got to raise the car front to not crash us. It bounced on the ground again and again while the wheels were burning. Finally it stopped for the friction. I hurt my bones and all my body. It was a trouble to leave the car. I looked around and I saw all buildings were in flames. I started out by running. Then I heard loud noise backwards and I turned my face and I saw the hovercraft that was approaching me. I felt lost. Oh my God! At the moment when I thought I would die, I saw an arcade with the Harry Potter's logo that I could read: "renting flying witch broomsticks". I reached, and behind the shop window I saw an amazing broomstick that I could read: "FIRE–ARROW: Play to be Harry Potter, only for 14 years older ". It was the last chance to survive. I picked a stone up and I threw it at the window to break it. I took the Fire–Arrow and I got on. I pushed a button, and I slammed on the pedal. The broomstick flew so giddily fast that it was looping bumpy and twirly. It also smoked and sparkled. It was really a madness to control it. Suddenly I heard the shots of the hovercraft. I try to bring under control the Fire–Arrow and finally I got. So I could dodge shots and bursts. The air pressure misshaped my face. I could not breath. My ears were beeping. My hair and my clothes were flapping fiercely. Quickly I was outside of London, so I went toward England landscapes.

I stop to tell just in this part of the story, so I can tell you what happened to the Doctor at the same time. I notify like he told me. By the time the Doctor had arrived at the National Security, some workers had taken him to the control room. Each computers and each agent had been working hard to find out what aliens had been attacking. The National Security was a dome placed on the penthouse of a skyscraper. It was one of the most huge buildings of the city. It was made with an iron structure of shaped triangles that supported tinted glasses. Over some centimetres of the dome surface, some machines projected several big holograms with important information about the worldwide facts. A super spherical hologram floated in the centre of the dome, it was made by many holograms with information, which the National Security executive and the staff were working with. In the ground these were many tables with computers, holographic boards and other tools. In the centre of the room it was a 3D hologram, it let the staff see details of some part of World like a sculpture.

It was able to be many satellites around the Planet Earth and many deep space telescopes that caught 3d images with the 3d technology —Hypervision2100 or 3dHV2100—. Those sorts of cameras didn't work like we knew in present day. Those caught photons on a CMOS photosensitive surface that transforms the pictures in BMP or JPG format. The 3dHV2100 technology sent waves of high energy like a sonar. These waves bounced off atoms where the camera was focusing. Details and resonances of exited atoms were interpreted in diverse ways, for example in chromatographic way, so it's possible to know the chemical composition of every element. The computer analysed the light spectrum that goes through atoms. This system let us see the ultraviolet and infrared colours as well. Because it didn't need natural or artificial light, it could ask to the computer to interpret as a place with sunlight. The wave system also worked as a sonar, so it could detect the distance between the camera and the focused atom. It let the computer record structural, chemical, energetic and chromatic details. These could be projected on a holographic screen of 3D–Lightoom2100 or 3DLR2100 technology. It was able to send laser ray that analysed atomic structures and chemical compounds of air chromatographicly. The laser detected nuclear resonances and it excited them to project photons of the discontinuous light. It made particles of dust, steam and gas become in screen pixels. Everything had been science fiction in 21st century.

The Doctor was closed to the most important scientists and soldiers of United Kingdom. They informed him about all gathered details of communication between Daleks, Cybermen and Sontarans. Some cyberlinguists helped by the HCP–UK2200 super–computer tried to interpret coded messages of the enemy. They got to decode a message, but it only was able to find out goals of aliens.

—Doctor —the chief of cyberlinguists said—These are enemy's signals that we could detect, but at the moment it wasn't able to decode. Currently we are using the Hiddenspelling–A315 protocol.

—No! Of course! How do you think to analyse it with an ancient protocol of Alpha¬–Centaur system? We're fighting against Daleks, Cybermen and Sontarans. It needs using Surflow5237–Alpha–Omega–R35235 at least.

—We don't know this protocol, Doctor. We have never heard about it. May you help us to decode it?

—Of course, but we have a problem with your ancient computer. It isn't able to use decoding software. I need to improve it if you let me do it.

—You do, but our computer is one of the best of the Planet Earth.

—I don't doubt it, but it isn't enough for the enemy who we are fighting. I need to get in touch with my partner. She ought to take the Tardis here. We need time technology. We speak about enemies of Time War, gentlemen.

—Where is your partner?

—May you get in touch with the chief of Scotland Yard's vehicle? He is taking my partner to the Tardis.

The main 3d hologram was activated to communicate with the chief of Scotland Yard. But the Doctor didn't know that I was flying over London and I was pursued by the Sontarans' hovercraft, they wanted to shatter me, full of proud, yells and rude attitude. The Doctor told me after when he had tried to get in touch, at the beginning, they could only detect interferences. The chief of Scotland Yard's car signal had been broken, but they could still detect a distortion of the communication target. The Doctor asked if they let him use the computer and quickly he had detected a 3d camera that had resisted and that could still broadcast. The chief of Scotland Yard had been trapped beneath some metallic pieces of the crashed vehicle, but he could wake up. The Doctor had talked to him worriedly. Really, it had been a dangerous situation.

—Sir, can you talk? —Doctor asked him.

—Yes, Doctor, I can. My whole body has hurt and I go mad of pain.

—May you tell us what was going on? —He spoke loudly. His face was deadly pale with dizzy glance. Doctor confessed that he had been worried that I couldn't be alive.

—We were attacked by a Sontaran hovercraft.—the chief of Scotland Yard babbled—the whole neighbour has absolutely been annihilated. We had been trying to dodge Sontaran's attacks, but unlucky they caught us.

—Do you know anything about my partner? Where is she?

—I knocked out when my vehicle was shot. When I perked up, I didn't find her in and I didn't see any blood on the seats. Perhaps, she would have escaped or she would have been caught by the Sontarans. Doctor.

The Doctor's glance was terrified and hopeless. He felt guilty and he was nonstop remembering all friends who he had been hurt for his faults and his selfish feeling to be taken. He was remembering the lost of Rose Tyler in other dimension, Amy Pond and her husband Rory, Clara Oswald, etc. A lot of tragedies caused by himself. He frightened to screw up again. So he had an idea and he smirked. He had a hunch that I had still been alive. Anyway he had to find out where I was. He got his sonic torch and he started working with the control panel of central computer.

—What are you doing! Doctor! —The scientists said.

—Come on, come on, come on! I know yet how to find my partner. I need your helping. Give me a hairpin—A scientist girl took off one to give him— So, I need your monocle, gentleman. I need your calculator, boy. And this lollypop, madam. It looks like really delicious. This tablet will be perfect to change the hardware structure.

The doctor started working and pulling wires like someone pulls hair out. The scientists were looking absolutely horrified. Sometimes the doctor shot a light ray from his sonic torch to the wires of the control panel. Then he started putting their junks joined to the calculator and the tablet. While he had been doing that, he said: "Come on, come on, come on. This lollypop is really delicious. I must take either of them in my journey. Please, give me this cane. I need it to use like a lever". Just when he finished, the computer started broadcasting holograms madly with a lot of split pictures of several objects per second. All looked like a discotheque or a psychedelic hall.

—Doctor—A scientist said—Are you sure what you did? It makes the computer go mad.

—Hehehehe. Look. Absolutely the computer doesn't go mad.

—So, what's going on?

—It is checking all cameras and security system of all UK. It will find out her soon.

Suddenly it appeared an image of me on the 3d hologram screen. I had been flying over Stonehenge with the magic broomstick. On the other screen anybody were able to watch a sontaran hovercraft. They were yelling: "Sontaran! Sontaran! Sontaran! Sontaran! Sontaran!".

—Doctor… I can't believe that, it's so weird—a scientist said—Has she been flying away with a Harry Potter's broomstick?

—Hehehe, it looks like… Come on, come on, come on… I have to go fast to catch the Tardis. I need it to rescue her. Look gentlemen. I lend this wiring diagram. Please, assemble the control panel like this. When I back, we'll be able to plug in to Tardis and we'll be able to decode the enemy's broadcast. Look, I need someone takes me to Westminster right now. May anybody?

—I may, Doctor—A soldier volunteered and took him by car.

I continue to tell my part of story again: I was overflying a place that seems like a megalithic zone. I guessed it could be Stonehenge. The Sontarans was chasing me and they were even shooting to me by the dozen, and I was avoiding willy–nilly. I figured it was a show of summer fireworks. It could sound weird and ironical, but I think it's so strange when own mind rambles in these situations on the edge. I had believed the fear could shock me, but I didn't be giving up and resisting there. Then when I swore I had all under control, I lowered my guard. So they caught the raffia strands of the broomstick and I started landing little by little. The smoke that was flowing of strands was awfully dark and luckily it shaded me. Sontarans couldn't spot where I just was. Far away a place that looked like a castle was sighted and surrounded by a wheat field. It seemed that it was harvested recently. There were a lot of straw bales. These could save my neck and avoiding a certain dead. I hard clung to the broomstick handle and I tried to set off to a straw bale.

Johnny Smith —a very old English shepherd— had been carrying their cattle through some beautiful green bloom fields. Before of a long hard journey he had decided to rest in the shadow of a lovely millenarian oak. It had grown up in the middle of a large field full of delicious grass and it had been surrounded by a lot of cute sheep. They had been chewing. Bees and butterflies had been flitting over Johnny's nose. He had sighed full of pleasure. He had been a man of letters. He had known the Latin very well because when he had been young, he would have been a pastor. But finally he had better preferred to be a shepherd. So he had changed his trade. Then he had removed an enormous Virgil Georgics book outward his bundle. He had started to read aloud an exquisite bucolic poem about nymphs and satyrs in a nice landscape. Johnny could often have reminisced in these sorts of situations thanks to the magic of classic poetry. He could have travel with imagination in this kind landscape. By the time he started to yell passionate, he could look a light tail chased by dark smoke. It was landing straight to the wheat field. Their eyes pointed toward the tail while sheep kept eating grass deeply moony. Johnny wondered to himself what was going on. Perhaps it could be a UFO or the Chupacabra's arrival. So he realised their cattle could be in dangerous. He was really frightened. If they were dreadful out–space aliens, they would wolf all of their sheep. He thought it was creepy. Damn Chupacabra!

Finally the fireball impacted on a straw bale. The explosion was really violent and the straw blew up and after it was fallen on the ground little by little. Johnny approached to terrible slimy tuberous aliens who would like to kill to their cattle. But he freaked out when he didn't find any alien, but he found me unconsciously on the ground. He noticed it was not a monster what it had fallen down from the sky, but it looked like a young girl —Perhaps is she a heaven angel? — He thought, but if she had been an angel, he would only know little stuff about it. He remembered studying about angels in the theological college. He realised he was close to the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He knew really it was a summer camp. However maybe teachers knew about this issue of angels. Fake magic, but magic in any case. He thought: "they must know about this stuff". So he decided to take me over there.

I continue telling the part of the Doctor's story and I tell you as he told me. By the time he was flying with the Tardis over Stonehenge and trying to find me everywhere. Then far away he saw something looked like an air vehicle. He focused cameras and could find out this was a hovercraft driven by sontarans. Finally he found them and it must be I would be near. He turned his trajectory to intercept the flying machine. Doctor placed in front of them and opened the door to talk to.

—Hello sontarans, I guess you have got something of mine, or in other hand, a person who is very important to me. It would be good for everybody you give her back right now.
—Doctor! —the sontaran captain answered, he was on the hovercraft prow— we're seeking you. Are you ready for the last fight and to die in battle? I'll be a big honour to fight to the end. The person who you are looking for had been caught and she had smashed close to Hogwarts Castle. This is impossible she could survive and right now you're gonna die.

—No, no, no, no… no fight and no violence. Doctor never says fight, and doesn't use weapons, kills nobody… No weapon, please.

—Sontarans are a warrior folk. We don't wanna waste our time with idle chatters. Pick your weapon up and fight right now. We're gonna conquest and put down the Earth Planet.

—No, no, no, no… no violence.

—Arggg! Urgg! Ready to fight! I'm gonna hang you with my shoelace. We hunger for victory. Sontarans, sontarans, sontarans, sontarans…—they were yelling while he hitting sticks on their hands.

—I come to say you should surrender. You know I'm the Doctor and it isn't the first time you were defeated by me.

—A sontaran never give up. It would be worth dying before and going to Walhalla, never living as a coward. We're warriors and fight until the victory. Sontarans, sontarans, sontarans, sontarans…

—Well, I'm a peaceful man and against the violence. I'm so sorry. But I should do that.

The Doctor picked his sonic torch up from his pocket and sent a light ray to the hovercraft control table. Quickly it started flying very fast and the sontarans dropped head over heels downward the ground while the machine kept flying far away to the horizon. The Doctor thought, "really, they must be such asshole people. I have to find my partner right now".