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It was a day like any other for Amy Pond. She sits at her table eating a dinner of fish and chips. For some reason she felt the need to be home, something was keeping her at her home in Manhattan. She looks up from her meal and smiles at the pictures of the Doctor and his TARDIS she had hanging on her wall. "Well Raggedy Man, it's been a year since that day. Not a day has gone by since that day that I haven't thought of you or our adventures. I wonder, do you still think of me?"
A crackle fills the room like an electric surge laughing at her. She blinks and looks around in shock, last time she heard a sound like that something caught fire. "Oh great another electric fire, just what I need." She looks around at all her electric appliances. She gets up and turns the corner into the hall and jerks to a halt. Standing in front of her is a being made completely of electricity.
"Greetings Amelia Pond former companion to the Time Lord known as the Doctor. You have been summoned to help save his life. In order to do that you must repair one of his most important possessions before it is to late. In order to assist you, you will be joined by four more companions and the five of you must work together to complete the task before it is to late. Any questions?" The being looks at her as she gives it a dumbstruck look.
"Yes just one. How the heck did you get in my house? I thought this is a fixed point in time." Amy's sharp voice fills the still crackling air. "And my name is Amy, I don't go by Amelia."
"I was sent to retrieve you by my superior officer. She alone knows the technology used to send me and retrieve you. Now prepare yourself Amy Pond." The being points at her.
"Now wait just one minute! Who said I was going to..." Amy blinks as there is a flash of light and sighs. "Well I guess I don't have a choice then." She looks around the building and spots a little yellow car that looks like it has seen better days. "I'm guessing you are the possession I need to fix." She looks up and as any sane human would screams. "YOU WANT ME TO FIX A BLOOMING CAR! SERIOUSLY!? I AM NOT A MECHANIC!!" She looks around for a tool box. "Anything for the Doctor I suppose." She locates the tool box and grabs a wrench, holding it upside down she approaches the car. "Well let's get this over with then."
"Sarah Jane, I'm reading a strong surge of Alien energy. It seems to be focused on this house."
She put her tea down with care in the saucer.
"How soon before it manifests?"
"Ten point six seconds."
"Is Luke still at the library?"
"For another two hours, Sarah Jane."
She blew out a hard breath between her lips, rising and moving to her filing cabinet full of goodies. She pulled out the bubble shield. Her lamps, the telly, and the radio were all starting to glow with a blue crackling light.
"Mr.Smith, try to focus the energy as it coalesces. I'd like it to manifest right inside your shield please."
"Sarah Jane there is a 15% -"
"Do it." She insisted sharply.
Three things happened at once. Her shield came on, Mr.Smith's column of shield came on, and a bipedal creature seemingly made of electricity suddenly manifest right in the center of the glowing column of containment created by Mr.Smith.
"Greetings Sarah Jane Smith, former companion to the Time Lord known as the Doctor. You have been summoned to help save his life. In order to do that you must repair one of his most important possessions before it is to late. In order to assist you, you will be joined by four more companions and the five of you must work together to complete the task before it is to late. Any questions?"
She was a little stunned, but she was always able to ask questions.
"How much time will we have?"
"Time is irrelevant, it is the action that is necessary."
"Who are you?!" Who was threatening her friend? The very idea made her angry.
"Who? Try 'when', Sarah Jane Smith."
"When?"
"Now."
In a flash of light, she suddenly found herself standing outside of some sort of hanger on tarmac. A quick turn revealed not only Bessie, a startling familiar sight, but a leggy ginger that looked very much like someone the Doctor would allow into the TARDIS. Vibrant. Irritated, and by her words, determined. Sarah Jane walked the 10 yards or so over to her.
"Trouble with your car?" She grinned, wondering if this Ginger was expecting her as much as the other way around. She reached into her pocket and swore when she found no cell phone.
Post by Ace McShane on Dec 1, 2013 19:38:04 GMT -5
Ace held a wrench to her head a little rubbing her temple with it looking at the parts of her bike that she’d spent the last couple of hours dismantling “Now, which one of you is the culprit eh?”
She felt it before she heard it, that little bit in the back of her mind that told her something was up, or it could have been the hair on her arms standing up a little form the electricity that was suddenly filling the air she couldn’t be sure.
Grabbing the biggest wrench she had laying around, she pointed it quickly where she thought whatever it was, was coming through.
"Greetings Ace Mcshane, she stopped inches from the things form and took a step back allowing him to finish but getting ready for a fight if there was going to be one “former companion to the Time Lord known as the Doctor. You have been summoned to help save his life. In order to do that you must repair one of his most important possessions before it is to late. In order to assist you, you will be joined by four more companions and the five of you must work together to complete the task before it is to late. Any questions?"
“Yeah, what exactly is it I’ll be repairing?” she looked at the creature as it floated in front of her “Something of great importance to The Doctor.” Ace frowned a little as she racked her brain on what it could be.
“…When?” she was answered by a flash of light. Closing her eyes from the light and reopening them showed her that her surroundings had changed and now she was in front of a hanger with two other women and a yellow. Doing a double take at the car before she realized it was Bessie “Well, I’ll be damned.” she looked over at the other two “So I take it you two are here for the same reason?” sticking the wrench in her back pocket and wiping the motor grease onto her pants leg.
"I am NOT A PROBLEM! I’m a…tactical consideration!"
Adric was sitting in the TARDIS library, flipping through a book about Mass. It had been a pretty calm, and extremely boring day on the TARDIS. The Doctor had decided that the three of them needed a break after Castrovalva. Adric was still amazed that he was able to create another reality using mathematical equations. That just proved that he was a mathematical genius, that and his badge of mathematical Excellency that he wore always.
Adric felt a sudden electricity build in the air, followed by a staticy voice. “Greetings Adric of Alzarius.” Adric jumped out of his chair, the book falling the ground. In front of him was a humanoid figure made entirely of electricity. It was fascinating, and at the same time terrifying. “ Companion to the Time Lord known as the Doctor. You have been summoned to help save his life. In order to do that you must repair one of his most important possessions before it is to late. In order to assist you, you will be joined by four more companions and the five of you must work together to complete the task before it is to late. Any questions?”
Adric swallowed before speaking up. “ What are you talking about? The Doctor’s in the counsel room, he’s perfectly safe.” The being of energy seemed to laugh at Adric’s question. “ Not your incarnation of the Doctor, but a future one.” Adric pondered on this for a moment. How could he trust this electricity being? He must be incredibly powerful to be able to appear onboard the TARDIS. That made him even more wary of the mysterious being. Adric decided to go along with the energy beings plan. If it really was to help the Doctor, then he couldn’t say no. “Okay, I’ll go with you.” Before he could go and tell the Doctor where he was going, there was a bright flash of light and he was somewhere else.
Adric blinked for a second, slightly disoriented by the jump. He looked around, there was a brightly colored automobile in the corner, with three woman surrounding it. He looked around once more to see if there were any other males in the room. To his disappointment there were none. He walked over to the others. “ So is this what we’re supposed to be fixing for the Doctor? A car?” Adric laughed a little at the thought. How could this be the Doctor’s most prized possession? It was just a silly car.
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