A/N: So I did manage to get an Update out this week, yay for me! Honestly, I already have half this story written, it's just to momentous task of editing it that takes me so long. I would have updated last night, but the internet connection is worse here then at my dorm, and that's saying something

Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who, and I'm pretty sure the people who do are soul sucking monsters who created the show for the sole purpose of feeding on the broken hearts of the poor people who watch it.

Edited: 2021-03-05


Chapter 3: The London Eye

"I stole your childhood and now I've lead you by the hand to your death. But the worst thing is, I knew. I knew this would happen. This is what always happens."

- The Doctor


"Think of it!" The Doctor cried after they had run across the Westminster Bridge and stood beneath the London Eye, "Plastic all over the world, every artificial thing waiting to come alive. The shop window dummies, the phones, the wires, the cables-"

"The breast implants." Rose threw in, and Amy snorted.

"Still, we've found the transmitter." He looked back at the Eye, "The Consciousness must be somewhere underneath." Amy looked over the parapet and noticed a manhole cover down below them. Oh, this wasn't going to be fun.

"What about that." She pointed. The Doctor and Rose ran over and looked over the railing to see the manhole.

"Looks good to me," The Doctor said and they all climbed down the stairs towards it. The Doctor leaned down and twisted the handle then pushed the cover aside. Immediately an orange-red light shore out accompanied by a hazy smoke.

"That can't be normal," Amy muttered, peering over into the hole. Rose shook her head in agreement, but the Doctor just swung his legs over and started climbing down a ladder. Without hesitation, Amy started to climb down after him. After a surprising short mental deliberation, Rose followed Amy as they traveled beneath the city.

When they reached the end of the ladder they found themselves in a room with brick walls. Chains hung from the ceiling and giant pieces of broken mechanical equipment littered the floor.

On the wall opposite of them, there was a door, which the Doctor walked over to. Amy pushed the chains out of the way, wincing as they made a small clanging noise. The Doctor gave her a small reprimanding look, before turning back to the door.

With a quick look at Rose, he pulled the door open.

The bright red glow intensified in the room. It cast shadows over everything giving the entire room an eerie glow. They were at the top of a flight of stairs that connected to a metal catwalk suspended over the room. More chains fell from the ceiling.

And there it sat, in a giant vat in the middle of the room. Honestly, how no one had discovered it was beyond Amy. It was bright orange and shone like it was radioactive...which it probably was.

"The Nestene Consciousness." The Doctor leaned against the rail of the catwalk, "That's it, inside the vat. A living plastic creature."

"Well then. Tip in your anti-plastic and let's go." Rose urged, obviously eager to leave the creepy under-city.

"He's not going to kill it." Amy blurted before she could stop herself. Rose turned to give her an incredulous look. Amy blushed, but continued, "He's got to give it a chance."

The Doctor stopped to give her the most peculiar look. A mixture of curiosity and threat. Amy met his gaze, refusing to back down from him. He may look different, sound different, and even act different, but he was still her best friend.

Then he just walked away, down another flight of stairs, never taking his eyes off the Plastic blob. Amy swallowed nervously, looking over at Rose. The Blond girl was staring at the Doctor with a mixture of admiration and worry.

They followed behind the Doctor as he came closer to the consciousness. Eventually, he stopped at a railing overlooking the blob. Amy and Rose stayed a bit further back as he spoke.

"I seek an audience with the Nestene consciousness under peaceful contract. According to convention 15 of the Shadow Proclamation"

The Consciousness roared back. Whatever it said, the Doctor understood.

"Thank you." The Doctor said, "That I might have permission to approach?"

Amy turned back to Rose, only to find that she had wandered around behind the Doctor and was running down the catwalk. The Doctor turned to roll his eyes and gave Amy a look. Sighing, Amy ran after Rose, making sure the girl didn't get herself killed.

"Mickey! It's me! It's okay. It's alright!" Rose cried as she ran down more stairs. As Amy followed she saw the same man she'd seen at the Pizza place crouched by the railing with a wild look in his eyes. He was noticeably less plastic.

Rose tried to calm him, but Mickey seemed absolutely terrified. They crouched on either side of him as he held up his finger to his mouth, shushing them. Then he pointed to the creature below.

"That thing down there," Mickey cried, turning to look at it, "The liquid. Rose- It can talk!"

"You're stinking." Rose pointed out, and Amy wrinkled her nose. "Doctor, they kept him alive!" Rose called over to the Doctor who was slowly walking down towards them, annoyed.

"Yeah, that was always a possibility. Keep him alive to maintain the copy." He replied uncaringly.

Rose whipped around to glare at him, "You knew and you never said?"

"Can we keep the domestics outside? Thank you!" He turned to walk down more stairs and Amy moved to follow him, "Stay here you three." He called back and Amy slumped, then turned with frustration back to Rose and her panicking boyfriend.

Amy helped Rose get Mickey to his feet as the Doctor made his way to wherever he was going. Rose started to wander off.

"He said to stay here," Amy whispered harshly.

Rose turned and gave her a look that clearly read 'seriously?'. Amy felt a huge smile break over her face as she charged after the teenager, dragging Mickey behind her. Eventually, they found a spot where they could see the Doctor.

"Am I addressing the consciousness?" The Doctor called from a metal platform suspended directly over the creature. The plastic gurgled some form of reply and bulged out. "Thank you. If I might observe, you infiltrated this civilization by means of warped, shunt technology. So, may I suggest, with the greatest respect that you shunt off."

"Facetious Time Lord!" Amy growled audibly. He was going to get them all killed.

The plastic roared in offense. The closer Amy looked the more she could make out a face in the plastic that morphed into an unpleasant expression.

"Oh don't give me that! It's an invasion, plain and simple. Don't talk about constitutional rights!"

"Is he for real?" Amy whispered rhetorically. Mickey nodded an answer anyway, still staring in shock at the alien.

The Plastic sloshed around, roaring loudly and bits of the liquids slashed out of the vat.

"I AM TALKING!" The Doctor bellowed and the creature quieted. Amy smiled, some things never change, "This planet is just starting. These stupid little people have only just learned how to walk, but they're capable of so much more. I'm asking you on their behalf - please, just go."

Behind him, two plastic men were walking up, "DOCTOR!" Amy and Rose both yelled as he was grabbed from behind, the two Autons holding his arms tight behind his back. One of them reached into his coat and grabbed the Anti-plastic.

"Oh, great," Amy grumbled, looking around nervously. If the Autons knew they were there they hadn't made a move to hold them. Maybe they didn't see the three humans as a threat.

"That was just insurance! I wasn't going to use it!"

Obviously, they didn't believe him as it gurgled at him further. Amy, Rose, and Mickey just stared on helplessly. Amy scanned the room, trying to find something, anything to help. The doctor didn't die here. He can't have.

Unless her being here had changed something. Could she have messed up the timestream already?

"I was not attacking you. I'm here to help. I'm not your enemy. I swear, I'm no-" He froze listening to the plastic as it screeched, "What do you mean?" He stared at it confused

Above them, a door moved aside, and inside was the TARDIS with a spotlight on it. Amy felt a spark of hope. All they had to do was get in the TARDIS, then everything would be okay.

"Oh, oh no...honestly, No!" He struggled against the plastic men as the plastic blob continued to roar, "Yes, that's my ship."

The Nestene didn't like that and it reared back. Something about the TARDIS had pissed it off. Maybe it remembered the Doctor from another time. Either way, he was trapped and they were going to have to save his arse.

"That's not true!" He shouted. Amy looked back at him. His voice was different now. Sadder, more desperate. "I fought in the war! It wasn't my fault! I couldn't save your world! I couldn't save any of them!"

His voice cracked horribly as he stared at the creature in desperation. Amy felt her mouth drop in realization. This was after the War. Right after the War. He never spoke about it in the future. Amy was sure he never would have told her about it if it wasn't for her incessant nagging. But it had been so long for him, hundreds of years, a thousand even. He had had time to heal.

This man hadn't. He was so young and vulnerable. Amy cursed the mother in her that wanted to comfort him because now she really needed to be a warrior, a thinker. She needed to get them out of this, get Rose out of this. Because it didn't look like the Doctor was going to be able to.

"What's it doing?" Rose cried out.

"It's the TARDIS," The Doctor answered, looking back at them, "The Nestene has identified its superior technology - it's terrified. It's going to the final phase. It's starting the invasion. Get out. Just leg it! Now!"

But Rose didn't, before the Doctor had even finished Rose whipped out her phone and dialed a number, "Mum?"

Amy left her to her conversation, turning instead to help the terrified Mickey up off the floor, looking around. They would make for the stairs, and pray that the Doctor could get them out of this.

"W-Who are you?" Mickey stuttered, all but hanging off her. Amy gave him a tight smile.

"I'm Amy P-" She stopped. Was she really still Amy Pond? The young fiery girl who had run away on her wedding night? Not really. No longer was she the princess in the fairy tale. She had grown up, "Williams...Amy Williams."

"Well it's good to meet you," He swallowed nervously.

Amy nodded. "You too," He seemed to be using conversation as a way to keep calm. She would help him. She had lived through the end of the universe, she could handle one little apocalypse.

"Go home!" Rose was yelling into her phone, "Just go home, right now!"

"I'm sure Rose'll lend you her phone if you wanna call someone." Mickey offered. Amy smiled at him. He really was a sweet guy.

"No, I-" She felt her throat close up and tear pile in her eyes, "I don't have anyone."

"Mum?!" Rose froze, "Mum!" She took the phone away and look at it, growling in frustration.

A loud explosion caused Amy to whip around. Massive bolts of lightning had shot off from the Consciousness and were flinging out around the room. Mickey pulled her down and Rose ducked as they watched. All the bolts merged together where it shot off to the ceiling.

"The activation signal!" The Doctor was still trying to escape the duplicates, "It's transmitting."

"The end of the world." Rose's voice quivered

"Get out you three!" The Doctor yelled, "Just get out! Run!" But before he could finish, a part of the ceiling collapsed to the stairs, blocking off their only exit.

"Doctor!" Amy yelled, "The stairs are gone!"

"This way!" Rose called, pulling Mickey along as they ran in the opposite direction. Amy saw that she was making for the TARDIS and she prayed that the Doctor had left it unlocked.

No such luck.

"Oh, I hate him." She muttered.

"We haven't got the key!" Rose yelled, banging on the door.

"We're gonna die!" Mickey screamed, leaning into Rose.

"Oh, shut up," Amy smacked him. Looking around she tried to find another exit, but there wasn't any. She bit her lip. She couldn't die now! Could she?

Maybe this was it. Maybe this was where she died. Maybe that's why the Angels sent her here. It would serve the same purpose. She would be dead, and out of their way.

She straightened up. She wouldn't go down without a fight. If she died, it was going to be of old age with Rory standing next to her, not in a sewer at the hands of a damn shop dummy!

But before she could do something, someone else did.

Slowly Rose stood to her feet, shaking off Mickey. She was staring at the Doctor with determination on her face.

"Rose..." Amy grabbed her hand and the girl looked at her with the same determined look. Amy swallowed hard, "You got a plan?"

Rose looked at the Doctor again with a sort of affection that the Doctor always inspired in people, "Yeah, sort of."

"Just leave him!" Mickey begged. Amy held him back as Rose ran to the side.

Quickly Rose grabbed an ax that had sat on the pipes and held it up aiming it carefully.

"I've got no A-levels. No job. No future. But I tell you what I have got." She started to hack at the chain, "Jericho Street Junior School under 7s gymnastic team!"

The chain came loose. Rose grabbed it, turning to face the Doctor.

"I got the bronze."

She gripped the chain and with a running start swung off the catwalk. While the Plastic dummies were distracted, the Doctor was able to throw the one holding him off his back and into the consciousness vat.

Rose collided into the second with an 'Oof' and it tumbled into the vat. The Anti-plastic got knocked out of its hand and went down with it, splashing in the vat of plastic.

"Yes!" Amy cheered loudly punching the air. The Nestene Consciousness started to screech loudly as a bright blue light pierced through the orange.

The Doctor grabbed Rose as she swung back, stabilizing her.

"Now we're in trouble." The Doctor grinned looking down at the Nestene which was starting to explode. The lightning had stopped and Amy hoped that meant the signal had been deactivated.

As more explosions threatened the infrastructure, they ran up the stairs to where Mickey was practically hugging the TARDIS in his panic.

The Doctor reached around Mickey and unlocked the TARDIS. Rose and Amy looked nervously at the still screeching plastic behind them. They ran into the TARDIS quickly, Amy grabbed Mickey by his sleeve and dragging him in before shutting the door behind him

The Doctor ran up to the console, flipping switches and running madly around as the world outside the TARDIS exploded. Only when the familiar sound of the TARDIS taking off echoed throughout the room did Amy relax.

"Rose," She said, breathing heavily, "That was just...amazing. You're amazing"

"I know right." The blond nodded, also trying to catch her breath. Amy laughed shortly under her breath.

Mickey was sitting on the floor, gripping the railing for dear life as he stared around the TARDIS with his mouth opening and closing. He looked at the door as if he'd rather be back outside with the Plastic consciousness than in here.

It didn't take long for them to land. As soon as the Doctor deemed it safe Mickey was out the door, tripping and falling over himself as he struggled to get away from the TARDIS. Eventually, he just hid between two wooden palettes leaning against a wall. Amy followed him, realizing they were in some alleyway, likely still in London. It looked like the right time period. Hopefully, the Doctor hadn't dropped off Mickey and Rose two years too far.

Rose dialed her phone quickly, not even acknowledging Mickey's actions as he shivered. Amy watched him with sympathy, he was in shock, likely hungry and sleep-deprived. Rose laughed and hung up the phone, looking relieved, before running over to a whimpering Mickey, "Fat load of good you were."

"Nestene Consciousness." Amy turned to see the Doctor standing in the doorway of the TARDIS. He snapped his fingers, "Easy"

"You were useless in there." Rose teased, "You'd be dead if it wasn't for me."

"Yes, I would. Thank you." The Doctor admitted. Then after a second of silence, he cleared his throat, "Right then! I'll be off."

Amy froze. There was no way he was leaving her here. She was about to speak up when he interrupted her.

"Unless, uh..." Both she and Rose looked at him expectantly, "I don't know...you two...could come with me."

Amy was about to say yes when a thought hit her. "I was as useless as Mickey in there." She pointed out a bit grudgingly, "Why would you want me along."

She'd say yes in the end, as always. But she had asked her Doctor before why he wanted her along. 'Why Not,' He's said. She was curious as to what this Doctor would say.

He narrowed his eyes at her, distrusting, and Amy's heart crumbled, "You say you've never traveled in time, yet you're covered in temporal energy. That just doesn't happen...it doesn't make any sense...you don't make any sense."

"Doesn't it bother you that your life doesn't make any sense?"

So maybe it was the same reason after all.

It was different now though. Her Doctor had tried to help her. This one didn't even trust her to be on her own. She realized that he wasn't asking her, he was asking Rose. He would have taken her with him either way. And not for the reasons she wanted.

Amy nodded, but she felt like her throat had closed. "Yeah, I'll come."

The Doctor nodded once and then turned to Rose with a questioning look. Amy pushed past him and walked into the TARDIS, listening to their conversation from behind the Doctor.

Rose just stared at him, putting her hands in her pocket.

"This box isn't just a London hopper," He explained, "You know, it goes anywhere in the universe free of charge."

"Don't!" Mickey cried, "He's an alien! He's a thing!"

Amy wrinkled her nose, reminding herself of the ordeal the boy had just gone through.

The Doctor narrowed his eyes, "He's not invited. What do you think? You could stay here and fill your life with work and food and sleep, or you could go, uh...anywhere."

"Is it always this dangerous?" Rose asked, seriously considering it.

"Yeah." At least he didn't lie, but he looked a little too happy about it.

Mickey leaned over and wrapped his arms around Rose's waist.

"Yeah," Rose shook her head, snapping out of her thoughts, "I can't...I've um...gotta go and find my mum and um...someone's gotta look after this stupid lump." She patted Mickey on the back with a small laugh, "So..."

"Okay," The Doctor said, but Amy could see the obvious disappointment in his face. "See you around."

Rose and the Doctor continued to stare at each other, and Amy could tell that Rose still hadn't made up her mind. But the Doctor made her mind up for her as he slowly closes the door.

He turned to look at Amy, who gave him a tight smile which he didn't return. She flinched as he walked past her and up to the console, where he slowly and without energy, started the take-off of the TARDIS. Not long after the sound of dematerialization came.

He stood at the Console, looking down at the screen. Rose had obviously made a huge impression on him in the short time he's known her. Kind of like she had when he'd met her when she was seven.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore, walking up to the console she leaned down next to him, "You never told her it could travel in time." She hinted.

The Doctor's eyebrows raised, and he looked over at her with a small sparkle in his eye, "I didn't, did I?"

"Nope." She replied. Finally, his glare lessened and a huge grin appeared on his face. With a laugh he violently flipped a switch the TARDIS shuddered as they reversed course.

Practically skipping, he ran over to the TARDIS door and leaned out.

"By the way - did I mention, it also travels in time."

Amy could hear Rose say something and then the Doctor backed up as Rose ran into the TARDIS, smiling all the way.


A/N: I might be able to get the first chapter of End of the World out before Reading break is over, but don't get your hopes up. Secondly, so far I think I've been okay on the spelling/Grammar front. I'm pretty meticulous when it comes to that, but if you spot something please don't say "You spelt something wrong". Actually tell me what and where the bad spelling/grammar is, so I can fix it.

Until Next time.

-Ash