"Fuckin doctor" whined Frank, kicking dust outside of The Pavilion.
"Fuckin mikey. Fuckin ray. Fuckin goddamn Gerard"
He started punching the wall.
"Hey" giggled a gaggle of fans "are you Frank Iero"
"Yeah and what about it!" Snapped Frank
The fans looked a little taken aback
"We just wanted an autograph" said one reproachfully.
"Yeah?" Said Frank
They nodded eagerly.
"Well you can take your fuckin autograph and stick it where the sun dont shine!" He yelled, then ran off into the night with tears in his eyes.
The fans looked on aghast
"He's just like he is in the pictures" said a girl and the rest nodded.
Now here Frank was, lost and alone in this unfamiliar city, his best friends and band mates, abandoned him for the head case they had met only five minutes ago.
"He must've hypnotised them or some shit" he grumbled.
He suddenly had the feeling he was being followed.
"Whos there!" He cried, turning around suddenly, but there was no one in sight.
"Ugh, stupid frank" he murmured to himself and kept walking.
After a few more paces he heard a noise behind him.
He turned around again but still nothing.
"I can see you!" He fibbed.
He studied the streetlights and weird London statues behind him for a few more minutes before continuing.
He was in trafalgar square now, hence all the creepy angel statues everywhere.
He shivered until he felt someone directly at his shoulder.
"I'm not scared of you!" He turned around his voice high with fear. But again, nothing.
Directly behind him was another of the angel statues, he could have sworn it wasn't there before, but statues cant move, that would be silly.
"Almost as silly as timelords" he thought
But as he turned back around to keep walking he saw another angel, directly in front of him.
"Shit"
He turned to his side, there was more. His other side, there was more, behind him again and he could feel them almost touching him from all sides.
"Help" he screamed but the streets were empty.
Suddenly someone grabbed his hand and pulled him away
"Run!"
And Frank ran.
He ran and ran, past more statues and streets, down back alleys, through buildings.
Until he was pulled into a blue police box, not too different to the one in Mikey's comic.
Then the man finally let go of his hand and he could see who it was.
The doctor.
A few minutes ago Frank would have punched the doctor if he ever saw him again, but now he was too suprised at what he was seeing even to remember to be angry at the him.
Looking around he saw that he was in what appeared to be the inside of a large spaceship, Mikey, Ray and Gerard were sitting around next to what looked like a control panel that wound around a big pole thing in the middle.
"It's bigger on the inside!" He squeaked, almost speechless.
Mikey and Ray laughed.
"You can say that again!" Squawked Ray.
Gerard ran over to him, he looked concerned.
"Frankie are you okay? I'm so sorry we left you"
"He'll be okay" said The Doctor "but that was a close one.
"What were those things? Statues? They were following me, they-" Frank stopped with a shudder, reliving the terrifying moment in his mind.
"Weeping Angels" said the Doctor "don't even blink near those things, a single touch can send you back in time. You were lucky Frank"
Frank didn't feel lucky but he smiled weakly at the strange man who'd just saved his life.
"So its all real?" He asked "Time travel and aliens and all that, you weren't lying?"
The doctor gave a small chuckle.
"Why would I lie to you guys Frank, I've seen more than you could ever imagine."
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My Cosmical Romance
AcakIt's the year 2005. One night Doctor Who goes to a gig that ends up changing his life. He befriends the band, My Chemical Romance. and together they go on a cosmic tour through space and time. And maybe make a few friends (and enemies) along the way...
