Part Two:

The Christmas themed soldiers marched on, trailing not too far behind the speeding vehicle.

"Why are they following us?" Mariah asked, her panicked features glistening from sweat.

Ray jerked the wheel to one side and the car went to the right, turning sharply onto another street. "I don't know but it can't be good 'cause I can't shake them."

There was a hard slam, a creaking pound, on the roof of his car. It shook and rattled those inside as if they were balls in a box.

"Is there seriously someone on top of your car?"

"I have no clue!"

Ray pushed the pedal down more, and moved himself from side to side.

"What are you doing?"

"Just hang on!"

After a bit, there was some loud clangy bangs and many loud pops. It was

as if some power lines were going bust. The two hesitantly glanced back and saw that they were no longer being followed, or chased as it were. Mariah sat right in her seat and took a breath. She gazed ahead and went pale with shock.

"Look out!" She screamed.

Whipping his head around Ray slammed on the breaks. However, it was a moment too late because, hearing a thump and a loud grunt, he just knew he'd hit something. Hesitantly daring a better view over the hood, he saw it wasn't a something so much as a someone. And, just to rub salt into what was already going to be traumatic, it was someone he knew. Someone he hadn't seen in a long time. Thought he never would again honestly. At least he looked like him.

The two rushed out of the car and up to the groaning form on the wintery, wet pavement.

With either of them crouching down on one side they moved him up by his arms into a sitting position.

"Kai?" Ray said, his addled mind racing with all sorts of questions.

There was another groan, and then a deep voice said, "Who?"

"Your name is Kai and you're in England, buddy. It's Christmas time." Ray tried, not sure what to make of this.

"Oh-"

Amongst the laughter and giggling from a group of kids across the street, a tightly packed snowball hit the odd man square in the forehead, knocking him back.

"Sorry!" A distant boy shouted, clearly feeling guilty.

Mariah shot the kids a dirty look and said, "Go play somewhere else where it's safe!"

"Kai?" Ray tried again, hoping he was okay.

His head popped up like a Jack-in-the-Box, startling the two. "You know, they should really teach kids not to throw things."

He jumped to his feet, the couple looking at him fright. Who the hell was this?!

"Especially at those who can't defend themselves! Seriously, bloody lucky I was here, these two look frightened!" He shouted, uncharacteristically loud, his body animated.

"Kai?" Mariah tried, exchanging glances with Ray.

"Ohhh, look at youuuu!" He started, grinning like he'd discovered something phenomenal. "You look like you're from Casandra's time. She's the last human, well was, I did her in some time ago, daft nutter she was." He paused, "I've always wanted to ask. Are you cat people hybrids or do you just enjoy playing dress-up? I forget like a fish when excited, I guess. I don't know myself yet, I'm still cooking, and can never tell which when it comes to your species." He looked down at his feet, "Oh my god I love these shoes, big feet though really! They're bigger on the inside... They are so comfortable! Anyway, are you two a couple? Bit odd seeing you out then. Shouldn't you be home, uh, snogging?"

Mariah swiftly shook her head and blinked, both in disbelief. The hell was all that, and who the hell was Casandra?

"You have too much to drink or what? You had better straighten up, pronto. I have claws!" Mariah warned, showing him her elongated nails.

He lit up and bouncily said, "Now there's something new! Are they gloves?" He stopped himself, feeling disappointed, "Clearly not. Damn, I wanted to try them on."

He beamed again, "In any case, I love your hair, and your pointy ears!" He paused, "Are they attached too? Is it a wig? By golly it's unnaturally bright!"

Mariah rose a hand and let him have it.

His head whipped swiftly to one side, shocked open mouth and all.

He turned back to her, now unfazed and asked, "Are you and River Song related? Because damn that feels familiar!"

Mariah reared back for round two.

"Mariah, stop!" Ray cut in as he rushed to her, looking just as stunned and confused as she was.

"Kai?" Ray said, the man before them still studying his shoes as if he'd just gotten them.

"I'm, The Doctor. Hello!" He said, happy as ever.

Ray slowly let out a hand so as to shake his as he repeated, "The Doctor?"

He nodded. "I don't know who Kai is, I'm sorry."

"Then who are you?" Ray asked again, bewildered.

The Doctor scowled, "I just told you. I'm, The Doctor. It's nice to meet you-"

"Ray Kon, and this is my friend, Mariah Wong. I'm staying with her and her family. We're originally from China."

"I see."

"What's with the soldier looking Nutcrackers? And what do they want?" Mariah chimed in. Then she rudely added, "And if you're not Kai then why do you look like him?"

The Doctor shrugged, "For both, I'm not sure... Regeneration, it's a lottery."

"Regeneration?" Ray asked, confused, taking Mariah protectively into his arms.

The familiar sounds of pounding metal and blinding blue lights flooded his senses as they encroached from behind.

With a group nearing them, their commander in front, The Doctor turned around, raised his sonic screwdriver and pointed. His heated gaze was daring, silently threatening them to inch closer.

Ray and Mariah squinted their light-sensitive eyes. Ok, that light was murder. Why were they blinding them?

"Wha-"

"Hush!" The Doctor snipped, cutting Ray off.

"What's with the disguises?" The Doctor demanded, his bright purple lighted, silver laser pointer looking instrument never once wavering.

He even sounded like Kai, voice blunt, deep and soldier-like, as if he were running a platoon. Well, he sounded that way at the moment. A second ago, he seemed High.

"We, require, parts." Their commander said, his voice robotically cold and emotionless.

The Doctor said nothing, he only fired off one round after the other. Flaring, fiery pops filled the air, remnants raining onto the snow below.

Bangs and banging bodies followed with domino-like falls, sounding like trash bins on garbage day.

"You lot, you'll never change." The Doctor muttered, not enjoying the nightly embers or sickly smells emanating from the deathly debris, but happy those cat-like people were safe... For now anyway. Something told him this was far from over.

To Be Continued...

Part 2! Woohoo! It's not much but I hope you guys like it. I'll try and update when I can. But I don't think it will be too long of a wait. Let me know what you think! Thank you all so much for reading and reviewing! :)