PROLOGUE

Thunder roars behind dark grey clouds swirling above the immense blaze below. It is the middle of the night, and two figures stand on a hill surrounded by thrashing greenery, as if alive. The two figures face the city and the surrounding area, flooded with an eerie red glow. Seattle is crashing, falling apart, and burning before their eyes. Even the cries of the humans can be heard on the hill where the two figures stand.

Lightning cracks and an explosion occurs, causing the Space Needle to fall to the ground where it crashes into a large building and becomes camouflaged in the immense pile of rubble. More thunder crashes and makes any survivor's ears hurt, and their stomachs vibrate.

"Amy, stay here. I have to fix this..." the Doctor says as he runs towards the Tardis.

"What are you doing?" screams a girl with flaming red hair.

"I'm going back in time to fix this so this never even happened. It's unable to be fixed in this time period. They're too strong; too smart; too clever. They've finally learned from their mistakes. I never thought I'd say that."

"You'll be back quickly, right?"

"I promise."

Amy looks slightly uneasy. "You always say that. How do I know that you won't show up ten years in the future when I will have been murdered like so many of these people?"

"Listen to me, Amy. A couple seconds after I've disappeared, you'll forget that all of this happened, because it will never have. You won't be captured or anything of that nature. Don't worry. Oh, and I won't go back too far; you'll still remember me and our adventures, just not this one."

"But what if you don't come back?"

"I always do, don't I? I'm The Doctor. Don't worry, Amelia Pond."

And with that he runs up the damp, green hillside covered in forestry, finds the Tardis hidden among the tall bushes, and slams the door shut and the Tardis makes that classic screeching sound it always has made fades into nothing.

CHAPTER 1 : SIX MONTHS EARLIER

"Hey Carly! Check this out!" Freddie said as he spun the laptop cart in Carly's direction.

"What's up?" asked Carly.

"Look at the number of views that tonight's show had." he said with a grin.

"OMG!" she cried," Over six hundred thousand views?"

"Yeah, can you believe it?"

"No! This is awesome! I-I don't know what to say! I have to tell Sam!"

She bolted for the door, flung it open and ran down the hallway.

Meanwhile, Sam had been downstairs giving Gibby one of her trademark "Texas Wedgies".

"CARLY! Get her off o' me!" yelled the Gibster.

"Sam, really?"

"What? I need my exercise!"

"Since when? Get off of him...".

"Okay, okay..." Sam muttered as she lowered Gibby's underwear back into his pants.

"Are you still seeing that teen therapist?"

"Yeah."

"It's not working."

Sam smirked.

"Guess what?" Carly said unexpectedly.

"What?"

"Tonight's show broke our record!" she cried.

"Really?"

"Would I lie to you?"

"No, of course not. But how many did we get?"

"Over six hundred thousand!"

"That's incredible!" she said as they hugged.

"I think we're the most viewed webshow in the country now! I'll have to ask Freddie..."

"Did I hear happiness?" asked the always-strange brother of Carly, Spencer.

"Yeah. We got a new record number of views tonight."

"Really? Awesome!"

"We try, "said Sam.

"Why don't we go celebrate at the Groovy Smoothie?" said Spencer.

"Great!" said Carly and Sam in unison.

"I'll go get Freddie," Carly said.

"What about Gibby?" asked Spencer.

"Sure, why not?" replied Carly.

Sam groaned as Carly ran up the steps as fast as she could.

"FREDDIE! WE'RE GOING TO THE—"

Sam heard a series of screams and a couple of thumps, and two "ows" in unison. Sam smirked and rolled her eyes.

Carly and Freddie lay on top of each other on the floor at Gibby's feet.

"Come on, guys! Free smoothies!"He squealed.

Carly and Freddie looked at each other and rolled their eyes in utter annoyance.

"Carly, Freddie! Get down here!" Sam screamed up the stairs.

"Okay! Okay!" Carly said as she struggled to get out from under Freddie.

"Is it at all possible for you to get up?" she cried.

"Oh. Sorry." He said, "It's just hard to get up after somebody knees you in the gut at fifty miles an hour!"

"Sorry." She said as she got up.

"Don't make me come up there!" Sam threatened.

"Come on, guys! Time is money!"Spencer yelled.

"We're coming! We're coming!" she said exasperatedly as she and Freddie ran down the hallway.

"About time!" Gibby said.

"What's the big rush, guys?"Carly asked.

"You don't know?" said Spencer in a higher tone. This caused Gibby, Spencer and Sam to talk quietly to each other.

"T-Bo just created a new smoothie! It's called Rainbow Mango!" said Gibby.

"Tonight is its release, and one of the cups will have a $100 Groovy Smoothie gift card in it!"said Sam.

Carly looked confused. "In the smoothie?"

"Carly, Carly, Carly…if you get it, why wouldn't you just lick it!"

"No! It would have T-Bo germs all over it!"

"So what, Carls? I eat stuff full of crap n' germs all the time!"

Carly thought of all the times Sam had eaten food off the floor after five seconds, and had eaten a fat cake that landed in the toilet and shuddered.

"Well? Are we going or not?" roared Gibby.

"Fine! Let's go."

"I WANT MY SMOOTHIE!" screamed Spencer as he began to run with his hands in the air.

And like that they all rushed out the door, Spencer in the lead.