The Girl Who Survived (Doctor Who)

Chips

Rose entered the room with us and we saw The Moxx of Balhoon's chair sittin in the middle of the room, empty. He had got fried by the glare. The Doctor and I entered behind Rose and we Dooley trudged to the other two trees. "I'm sorry." I told them. They turned around and cried. We walked back over to Rose and she asked, "you alright?" "Yeah, We're fine. I'm full of ideas, I'm bristling with them. Idea number one, teleportation through five thousand degrees needs some kind of feed.Idea number two, this feed must be hidden nearby." The Doctor's voice seemed to go deeper and had more of an edge to it. He smashed open an ostrich egg to reveal a small device.

"Idea three, if you're as clever as us, then a teleportation feed can be reversed." I held my sonic pen to the service and Cassandra coming back into view. "Oh, you should have seen their little alien faces." She laughed. "Oh." She didn't expect to be back here. "The last human." I glared at the skin, eyes ablaze. "So, you passed my little test. Bravo. This makes you eligible to join, er, the Human Club." She stuttered, nervously. "People have died, Cassandra. You murdered them." I spat.

"It depends on your definition of people, and that's enough of a technicality to keep your lawyers dizzy for centuries. Take me to court, then, Doctor, and watch me smile and cry and flutter-" She smirked. "And creak?" The a Doctor inquired.

"And what?"

"Creak. You're creaking." I explained, hands in my hips. "What? Ah! I'm drying out! Oh, sweet heavens. Moisturise me, moisturise me! Where are my surgeons? My lovely boys! It's too hot!" Cassandra panicked, looking for her attendants, who were nowhere to be seen. "You raised the temperature." I said, monotone. "Have pity! Moisturise me! Oh, oh, Doctor. I'm sorry. I'll do anything!" She begged. "Help her." Rose whispered to us. "Everything has its time and everything dies." I told her, sadness in my voice. "I'm too young!" Cassandra cried. Cassandra screamed loudly as her skin screen exploded, chunks of skin and blood hit the floor.

Only Rose, the Doctor, and I were left on the ship, currently looking at asteroids that were once the glorious Earth, as they float past the giant red sun.
"The end of the Earth. It's gone. We were too busy saving ourselves. No one saw it go. All those years, all that history, and no one was even looking. It's just-" Rose was interrupted by the Doctor. "Come with us." He held my hand as we walked back to the Tardis.

A baby cries, a man laughs. The Doctor, Me, and Rose stand in the middle of teeming people going about their daily lives. You think it'll last forever, people and cars and concrete, but it won't. One day it's all gone. Even the sky. Our planet's gone. It's dead. It burned like the Earth. It's just rocks and dust before it's time." I sighed, leaning my head on the Doctor's. "What happened?" She asked. "There was a war and we lost." I explained. "A war with who? What about your people?" She prodded. "I'm a Time Lord. She's a Timelady. We are the last of the Time Lords. They're all gone. I'm the only survivor. We're left travelling on my own 'cos there's no one else.." The Doctor told her, looking down at us. "There's me." She smiled. "You've seen how dangerous it is. Do you want to go home?" I asked, hoping she'd say no. "I don't know. I want. Oh, can you smell chips?" She smelt the air, causing me to quietly chuckle. "Yeah. Yeah." I laughed. "I want chips." She looked in the direction that the smell was coming from. "Me too." The Doctor said. "Me three!" I held up my hand in agreement. "Right then, before you get me back in that box, chips it is, and you can pay." She grabbed my hand and we started walking towards the chip stand. "No money." We said at the same time. "What sort of friends are you? Come on then, tightwads, chips are on me. We've only got five billion years till the shops close." We heard off for a day of normality.