𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒔 ☆ The Glorious Series ｟ BOOK 1 ｠

The Eleventh Hour [Part 1]

A/N: I know this story has sort of been written a few times before, but I wanted to put my own little twist on it. What if Amy had an IDENTICAL twin sister? How would've things been different? This story will mostly follow along the lines of the show from the beginning of Series 5 and onwards. I may add my own short little filler chapters here and there. :)

Alexis Pond was lying in her bed wide awake and afraid. She turned over on her side so she could face her sister in the other bed. She could see that Amelia's eyes were closed, but she knew full well that she was not asleep. They both had been having nightmares for a long while now. They were each other's comfort when it came to having nightmares. Aunt Sharon said that none of the nightmares were real and that they would soon come to pass, but the crack in the wall was saying otherwise. Amelia and Alexis had always been afraid of the crack. It would send nightmares into their heads and prevent them from getting at least a decent night's rest. Tonight was no different.

Alexis couldn't take it anymore. She quietly slipped out of her bed and tiptoed across the floor to where her sister was. She tried to be quiet. So she whispered. "Amelia... Amelia... Come on, I know you're not asleep."

Amelia's eyes shot open and she sat straight up. She hadn't heard her sister walk across the floor. She was always sneaky like that. "Alexis. You have to stop doing that. You scared me more than the crack in the wall."

"Ha, I doubt that, but I am sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. It's just that I can't sleep." Alexis got up on the bed and sat next to her sister.

"Neither can I. I'm scared Alexis. The crack is saying all these things and I don't know what they are." Amelia laid her head and Alexis's shoulder.

"I know. I hear it too." Alexis wrapped an arm around Amelia's shoulder. "We could pray about it."

"Okay."

The sisters got off the bed and turned on the nightstand lamps. They both knelt down at the end of Alexis's bed.

"Dear Santa, thank you for the dolls and pencils and the fish," Alexis said sweetly. Amelia chimed in.

"Yes, thank you. It's Easter now though, so I hope we didn't wake you." Amelia said squeezing her eyes shut more tightly. Alexis saw this and did the same.

"But honest, it is an emergency. There's a crack in our wall." Alexis said as she shot a quick glance at the crack. "Aunt Sharon says it's just an ordinary crack, but... we know it's not, because at night, there's voices."

"So please, please, could you send someone to fix it? Or a policeman? Or..." Amelia was cut off by a loud crash like noise coming from their backyard.

They both ran over the window to see what happened. They saw that a giant blue box had completely wrecked their shed. Big grins spread across both their faces.

"Thank you Santa." Alexis and Amelia whispered in unison. Both the twins ran and quickly grabbed their boots. Amelia put on her red ones and Alexis put on her pink ones. They ran downstairs and grabbed their coats that were hanging by the front door. Alexis eagerly opened the door and ran outside, Amelia quickly following behind.

There was soft yellow light emitting from the top of the blue box. They both could here some sort of a noise coming from inside. The box was tipped over, but they could sort of see that there was writing above the doors. They seemed to say 'Police Public Call Box'. Amelia and Alexis both had confused, but intrigued looks on their faces.

All of a sudden, the doors flung open and a man popped his head out.

"Could I have an apple?' He asked looking between the two girls. "All I can think about is apples."