World War Three

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"Doctor help," he knew it was Celestia and immediately became enraged "Deadly to humans, maybe," he took off his ID card thankful for two hearts. He pushed it against one of the Slitheen's neck collars and like a network each one was connected and began to writher from the electric shock. He ran out to where the armed police were "Oi! If you want aliens, you've got them. They're inside Downing Street. Come on!"

"Celestia, come on," I didn't realize I was on the ground until Rose picked me up and we began running. I don't even remember how... all I felt was this pain... like an electric shock, and then...

"No, wait. They're still in there. The emergency protocols. We need them," Harriet stated, taking me out of my thoughts.

The alien "Slitheen," I shook my head. Where did the thought come from? The Slitheen chased us through the rooms and even the closed doors could provide no safety as she hulked through them. We were trapped in the corridor when I heard the elevator ding. "Hello!" The Slitheen looked back at the Doctor giving us time to get past it.

We ended up in a sitting room with a large settee, drinks cabinet, and a folding screen by the window. "Hide!" Rose and I hid behind the cabinet, while Harriet went behind the screen.

I held my breath as Margaret entered the room "Oh, such fun. Little human children, where are you? Sweet little humeykins, come to me. Let me kiss you better. Kiss you with my big, green lips.

Rose ran to behind the curtain "Rose," I hissed

"My brothers," Margaret purred as I heard more footsteps, looking underneath I saw two new sets of feet had joined Margaret.

"Happy hunting?" one of them asked

"It's wonderful. The more you prolong it, the more they stink,"

"Sweat and fear," The other said

"I can smell an old girl. Stale bird and brittle bones," Slitheen 1 explained

"And a ripe youngster, all hormones and adrenalin. Fresh enough to bend before she snaps," Margaret stated. I held my breath as I was sure she was talking about me. I screamed as I felt a hand on my shoulder, it quickly covered my mouth and I looked up to see it was the Doctor. He motioned for me to stay silent and I nodded.

He took the extinguisher and sprayed one of the Slitheen with the CO2 "Out, with me!" he finally noticed Harriet with us "Who are you?"

"Harriet Jones, MP for Flydale North,"

"Nice to meet you,"

"Likewise," the Doctor used up the rest of the CO2 and we ran out of the room.

"We need to head to the Cabinet Room,"

"The Emergency Protocols are in there. They give instructions for aliens,"

"Harriet Jones, I like you,"

"And I like you too,"

"We can flirt later," I exclaimed as the Slitheen began to chase us again.

Once in the Cabinet Room the Doctor grabbed a decanter from a side table and stood in the doorway. "One more move and my sonic device will triplicate the flammability of this alcohol. Whoof, we all go up. So back off," The Slitheen backed up "Right then. Question time. Who exactly are the Slitheen?"

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