Hey everyone! I thought I'd do the next chapter as you've all been so great and supportive and I really can't tell you how much I appreciate it ^_^ Also...It's my birthday today! I'm 19, shah! So I'll be changing my username accordingly. Also, I'll make it Talia's birthday in the fic, too. You'll see. Anywho, as always I'll get to the guest reviews at the end of the chapter and as always I hope everyone enjoys :)
Ten minutes later, I was walking somewhat gloomily behind River, Amy and the Doctor. The soldiers - or rather, clerics - mingled around us. I guessed they were meant to be guarding us, but because I knew what was going to happen to some of them I wasn't overly comforted.
The thought suddenly struck me that, back on Earth time, today would be my birthday. I had checked the date that morning. I was 19 today. That meant I had been the Doctor's travelling companion for over a year. Wow. That's one heck of a way to spend a year, and I regretted absolutely nothing.
Cheered up somewhat as I reminisced about the fun and crazy adventures we had - although they did hold a sorrowful flavour, as most of them weren't with this Doctor - I sped up a bit to walk next to River.
"Sorry about what I said earlier." I told her quickly.
She looked surprised. "Oh, don't worry about that. Seeing as how you know everything, it's not surprising that you would ask a question like that."
"A question like what?" Amy called back, curious as ever.
River grinned her signature grin. "Spoilers, Amy."
The redhead sighed exasperatedly. "It's always 'spoilers', River! Can't you tell me anything?"
"Very little, I'm afraid." River said, but Amy insisted so they both got into a discussion about the Doctor, more than slightly making fun of him.
I walked over to the Time Lord himself. He was trying to work out something on River's scanner, but I decided to wait until she pointed out that he was holding it upside-down.
"Something's wrong." The Doctor muttered without looking up.
"Pardon?"
"With you. There's something on your mind."
I smiled; he might pretend to be aloof, but he always noticed. "Yes, there is...but it's not really something I can talk about. It has a lot to do with what happens next and the fact that I can't do anything to prevent it."
"Welcome to the majority of my life." The Doctor said; his voice light-hearted for the most part, but concealing the age-old weight that the sentence carried.
"Yeah..." I murmured. "Anyway, Angels again, huh?"
I expected him to grin, but he turned to me very seriously. "This time, don't blink. You might end up in Antarctica next time where you will die much quicker. Alright?"
I nodded. He seemed satisfied, so he went back to inspecting River's device.
For the most part, I tried to stay in the background as we made our way through the tunnels. I agreed with Amy about going to visit the Aplans at some stage, keeping quiet about the fact that the statues weren't the deceased bodies of the two-headed species. The whole time, hairs stood up on the back of my neck with the knowledge that we were being watched constantly from hundreds of sightless Angel eyes.
I also noticed Amy continually rubbing at her eye and knew that she was imagining stone dust falling between her fingers. My heart ached...how did the Doctor do this? Not say anything so that fixed points could occur?
When we returned to the main room because Cleric Bob had fired at one of the statues, I very nearly spoke...but didn't. However, the Doctor could see my distress and it didn't take long for him to put two and two together that something was going to happen to Bob. He shot the cleric a regretful look even as he reassured him that his fear would keep him alive, before we continued exploring the 'maze of the dead'.
That was when the Doctor and River realised the truth about the statues. He instructed us all to get behind him, which we wasted no time in doing, then we turned off our flashlights for the tiniest of seconds.
A strange feeling grew inside me and it took me a few seconds to realise that it was the feeling of the Time Lord energy within me activating. It had been so long since I had last used it, that the feeling was unfamiliar.
Looking down at my hands, I saw that the energy was ghosting over my skin in feathery golden tendrils, flashing a few times, disappearing, then reappearing again. Slightly heavy-headed, I reached out and tapped the Doctor on the shoulder.
"Doctor...what's going on?" I asked, indicating the energy.
A frown creased his forehead as he took my hands in one of his and examined them, watching the energy flicker in and out of existence. Then he looked at an Angel.
"They're feeding on the energy." He muttered in shock.
"What?" I demanded, a bolt of fear sizzling from my head to my toes.
"Just like they're feeding on the radiation from the Byzantium, they are doing the same with the Time Lord energy you have inside you, which is, of course, ten million times more potent." He looked worried, which wasn't helping.
"Why aren't they doing it to you?" I asked. Or River, I finished in my head.
He pondered that for a moment. "I don't think they can access the energy inside me. I can't even access it until I am about to regenerate. However, you can, as we've seen. Your energy is like a fire; stand close enough and you'll absorb the heat."
"Then I need to get away from the Angels." I concluded, having no complaints about that. I couldn't risk either having the energy sucked out of me by the Angels, which would leave me exhausted and useless, or to have it activated further...where I had little to no control over my own actions.
The Doctor nodded, pulling me behind him as he suddenly noticed that an Angel behind me was getting too close.
"Run." The Doctor commanded to us all, and we wasted no time in obeying. I shook the mist from my head and focussed on getting as far away from the quantum-locked creatures as possible.
Amy ended up behind me, so I grabbed the Doctor's arm and yelled, "Go and help Amy!"
"What do you mean?" He asked, before he realised that Amy had stopped several metres away. He ran over to her and I caught up with River and the soldiers.
"Where's Amy and the Doctor?" River asked. I explained what was going on, looking up to see the bottom of the crashed Byzantium hundreds of feet above our heads.
The Angels were closing in. My relief at gaining distance from them vanished as the energy rose to the surface a bit stronger. I tried to fight it, but knew it would be a losing battle; too many Angels.
The two missing members of our group turned up and the now-Angel Bob asked to speak with the Doctor.
"You told me my fear would keep me alive, but I died afraid, in pain and alone. You made me trust you, and when it mattered, you let me down." Angel Bob said.
I knew that struck a chord, which clearly showed as the Doctor's frown deepened and guilt entered his eyes. But the Angel was wrong, it was only trying to bait him, as River explained to Amy. The Doctor's advice was good; fear keeps people alert and alive. I certainly knew that my senses were all running on maximum, my reflexes taunt and ready for anything.
That's when Angel Bob mentioned the trap.
"This trap has got a mistake." The Doctor told him, smiling now. There was the mischievous twinkle in his eyes that was a carry over from his previous regeneration; always a tell-tale sign that he was going to do something both crazy and bloody brilliant. "A great big whopping mistake."
"What's that, sir?" Angel Bob asked.
"Trust me?" The Doctor asked to us all. Amy, River and I all nodded instantly.
"Of course." I said. Father Octavian and his men also agreed, giving up his gun when asked.
"On my signal, jump."
"What signal?" Father Octavian asked.
"You won't miss it." The Doctor answered.
"Sorry, can I ask again?" the Angel actually sounded confused. Well so it should be, after all the wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff its species has put us all through. "You mentioned a mistake we made?"
"Oh, big mistake. Huge!" The Doctor cried out, the cocky genius he was. "Didn't anyone every tell you there's one thing you never put in a trap? If you're smart, if you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow, there is one thing you never, ever put in a trap."
"And what would that be, sir?" the Angel asked. I almost laughed; it sounded very calm, when really it should have been terrified.
"Me." The Doctor practically growled, before firing the gun.
I jumped.
Well there you go. Another cliffhanger, I'm sure you all remember that I used to do that ^_^ Well, this isn't really that much of a cliffhanger...only the same as how the episode ended. It's way harder than I thought to write an episode and make it exciting, rather than just telling exactly what happened in the episode itself. I really hope I succeeded. I don't think I'll be doing too many adventures based on actual episodes...Anyway, review response.
Guest: Aw, thanks so much. Your support means the world, and I mean that really genuinely ^-^ Again, I am SO sorry for the hiatus...
Thank you to everyone else as well. Especially a big thank you to Owllover123 who, while reviewing another story, asked about this one and helped get me inspired to return to it. Till next time ^_^