After the adventures and mishaps, there's finally a lull, and it allowed Lila and Theodore to rest, something they've wanted since they've dealt with everything to the introduction of two of the most terrifying things they've ever encountered.
Whatever the Plague Doctor and his supposed wife are, neither Lila and Theodore wanted to meet any more like them, and it drew Theodore searching for any records of their existence in the TARDIS.
The information he found's sparse, shocked Theodore that it even came up at all, but he'll take what he can get, and it's enough to work with.
Seems like they're the only ones who encountered the Plague Doctor and his bride, and the information Theodore read off the monitor elaborated on things that they experienced during their previous adventure.
As expected, males were the only ones that looked like the Plague Doctor, with one exception, and something Theodore noted.
They encountered what's termed as the Big One. He's taller than his sons and he's the only one capable of limited speech, quick to mimic in hopes of luring unsuspecting victims to their doom. Like they theorized, these creatures exclusively hunted sick and lame animals and humans. No exceptions.
Only coming out and hunting at night, can't stand the sunlight or lights in general, normally wouldn't hunt in cities or brightly lit areas, but they're known to do so when pressed or when they needed an area to temporary roost.
As noted, prior, they exclusively hunt sick and lame to build up toxins in their bodies for self-defense. They're known to simply maul victims with their large bird feet or beaks, preferring not to touch with their hands.
Rosemary's their only known deterrent when there's no light source. Something about the scent wards them away and if the scent's potent, dried, fresh, lotion, perfume, even cologne's a good way to ward them off, like vampires.
Doesn't say they're allergic, just that they don't particularly like the smell of rosemary.
Bad time for someone having an allergic reaction to rosemary to run into these without some sort of bright light source.
Despite the information on them sparse, Theodore appreciated it all the same, and hoped to add to the entry.
Speaking of entry, he found little on the females. Just that they looked strikingly different than their male counterparts, don't hunt at night due to their pale bodies and wings, and they don't hunt sick and lame like their male counterparts.
Can't figure anything about them, but with their experiences, Theodore wouldn't be surprised if they encountered them on an adventure.
Hopefully, they live long enough to add to the entry, too, to help the next unfortunate souls.
"P.S., wear a sprig of rosemary on your lapel, you'll thank me later," Theodore murmured as he typed out a quick entry for the male portion of the entry. He hoped it'll help someone out if they're in a bind.
Hammond blew his top the moment he heard and as a precaution, wouldn't let Theodore go on an adventure if he suspected Theodore coming down with something. Had to bribe the stubborn man with overtime just to get him off Theodore's back, the things he had to do, just to be the Doctor.
David wasn't fond of the idea there's things like those prowling, but he appreciated the heads ups, and promised from the bottom of his two hearts, if he found anything about them, he'll let Theodore know.
Scout's honour.
At least it's something and Theodore couldn't help but making sure that they're not presently in their worlds, because nobody needs that on their itinerary.
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The Bizarre Adventures of Doctor Who
FanfictionIt's never easy stepping into the shoes of the Doctor-more when you're his son-and so, begins the tale of Theodore Levy Smith. The son of the Doctor. Or specifically, his second son. His father's the progenitor of the title and it'd seem that the ti...