x: prissy, is that you?

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We stay hidden, crouched down between two metal walls. I reach down to hold Echo's hand, partly to comfort her, and partly to calm myself. Smoke and laser shots fill the air, along with shouts from the team and ominous robotic voices saying 'delete, delete.'

"Can you cover us?" Echo asks. "I'd hate to get shot in the middle of a phone call."

I nod and shoulder my gun, trying to look brave. She scrolls through her phone, looking for the right number. Once she finds it I can only hear half of the conversation.

"Doctor, it's Echo. We've got a problem and were wondering if you could help us."

What makes the Doctor so special that he could save us from this?

"Wonderful," Echo says somewhat cheerfully. "Because we've got a nasty case of Cybermen right underneath my school. And when I said we were wondering if you could help, I actually meant you better help us or someone's gonna die."

How the hell is he supposed to save us from one of the most dangerous things in the universe?

"Southeast Cardiff. It's the really big, bright red one. You can't miss it."

I hear familiar voices yell through her phone. Is she talking to more than just the Doctor? If so, how on Earth would I know them?

"Janitor's closet."

Okay, so it sounds like he's on his way, based on the information she is giving him. I guess we could use all the help we can get. I not saying he's all powerful and can easily save us all, but the more man power the better.

"Don't die."

Echo starts standing up and says to me, "Jobiska, we're going. We've got people to pick up."

"We're going back through the army of Cybermen?" I say, slightly annoyed, as I help her up. "This Doctor guy better be worth it."

She leans back against the wall, putting her hand to her head. Closing her eyes, she takes deep breaths, looking like even breathing is difficult. Maybe she's still in pain from when that Cyberman punched her because she cut off its gun. Gosh, I told her not to do that.

"Echo? Echo, are you okay? What's wrong? Do I need to get Jack?"

Please be okay, Echo. I can't lose you now.

She takes one last deep breath and gets back up. "No, I'm fine. Let's go."

Opening her eyes, she gets her gun ready and peaks out from behind out little safe wall.

We start running toward the hallway, trying our best not to get noticed. Just as we were almost there, a large Cyberman steps in front of us, half blocking our way out.

"Do you need some help? I can upgrade you." It says, monotone.

"Uh, no thanks," I quickly reply, trying to get us around it to safety. The last thing I want is Echo in another Cyberman accident. One more blow could take her clear out.

She stands there, frozen in place. "Jobiska...I think it's Priscilla."

My eyes widen. "No. It can't be."

"Do you need some help? I can upgrade you," the thing repeats, giving us a blank look.

"Oh my God. No! You can't do that. Give her back! Now. How dare you take her. Give me back my Prissy!" I yell, trying, but failing, to hold back my tears.

"My name is not Prissy," it says just the way she doe-did. So full of sass.

Echo grabs my hand as CyberPrissy raises her firing arm. "Duck exactly when I do. Got it?" she whispers.

I nod, fighting off tears. As it gets ready to shoot us, its head explodes completely.

Echo jumps back, almost taking both of us to the ground. I look behind the remains to see a woman with bountiful curls, still pointing her gun at the metal.

Looking unfazed by the war zone around us, she simply says, "You forgot to pick us up, so we came down here."

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