That night, I decided to get some well deserved revenge. No one was out that late, so I slowly crept to the cemetery. Since we angels know the future, I knew who would be there the next day. I waited next to a gravestone marked Rory Williams-Amy Pond and just sat there. About 12:30pm, the familiar noise came to me. The screeching of the TARDIS. Time to put on a show, all right! I joked to myself. The Doc, Prof. Song, and the two companions came out. They talked ridiculously for about five minutes before the male companion finally noticed the grave-marker I was next to. How they didn't notice me? I'm not sure. "Hey? Doctor? Look at this!" He shouted. Right as his friends heard, I touched him on the shoulder and sent him back about 50 years ago to Winter Quay. His female mate saw and quickly noticed me. "Nooo! Rory!" She cried. To the Doctor she said, "It's my choice, right? I blink and I go back to where he is? Correct?" Doctor Who hesitated and said, "Yes, but Amy! Don't! Please don't go!" The Prof. noticed his sobbing and remarked, "She's right, you know. She can go back to take care of him." Amy turned to them and shouted, "I'm sorry, Doctor! I have to go!" The Doctor rushed and hugged her. I could see every living detail of his face. I fed off his energy. I was starving of any energy. That's what I ate. But I started to feel bad for them one second too late. They stopped the emotions and the girl looked at him and yelled, "Goodbye!" I sent her exactly to where her husband was, in Winter Quay...about 50 years ago. Seeing that he was about to cry, Song went to him and comforted him. Then his face lit up and he rushed away. River watched from a distance. The next day, I saw that Doctor Who was building a portal next to the weepers. I realized what he was doing but couldn't do anything about it. He was building a portal to another dimension to get rid of us angels...
Then it happened...
(See @lynnkinn 's book, Don't Blink-A Weeping Angel's Perspective, to understand this story better...thanks! )
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