The Doctor's Daughter

Earth

The journey through space was so exhilarating she couldn't help but scream, "WAAAAHOOOOOO!!"

Like she was travelling too fast for the guilt and loneliness to catch up with her, and adventure was just ahead on a little blue planet in her trajectory. 

Jenny's ship was not even a spec in the night sky where a young Earth man took a moment to look up, searching for a God to give him some hope. Maybe hoping his family was seeing the same stars. 

No one in their right mind would be out so late in this neighbourhood in this city called, Montreal in an Earth country called Canada. But Josué Veiga was not in his right mind.

He'd only been in Montreal a month when he received bad news from home in another Earth country called Brazil, in a city called São Paulo. 

His mother had called him earlier crying into the phone. She told him his father collapsed and was in the hospital. Josué had spent the past few hours pacing around his apartment, calling his brother and sister asking for more news, but no one knew anything. 

At some point he realized his roommates, Alice and Félix, would soon be home. It's not that he didn't appreciate their concern for him but he did not want to answer their questions when they saw him in this distressed state of mind. 

So he went out.

He didn't know exactly where he was walking to, he would have to rely on his phone to take him back. He was being lead by the nervous energy pulsing through him, walking at a brisk pace. 

Suddenly someone shouted, "Hey!"

He didn't think anyone would be talking to him. He only knew his roommates and some of his classmates, so he kept walking.

"Hey!" the voice boomed again. 

Josué turned his head around to see who was shouting at him.

It was a man wearing a police uniform. He was shouting from the passenger side of the police car as another man was driving.

"Arrête!" the police snapped.

"I'm sorry I don't speak French," Josué replied.

Josué stopped and held up his hands, understanding what they wanted him to do. 

They flashed on their lights and pulled over. Suddenly another police car joined the scene seemingly from nowhere. Four officers approached him, three male, one female.

Josué had never been stopped by the cops in Brazil, he never expected they would stop him in Canada.

The only thing that kept him from bolting was knowing that he did nothing wrong. He would just tell the truth and be on his way. 

The female cop approached him pointing her gun to him. He didn't move. He kept very still so not to scare her.

Suddenly — before he could even knew what was happening — his eyes were on fire with the hiss of an aerosol canister. 

Metal cuffs bound his wrists that second, cutting into his skin. The woman was strong and forced him to the ground. Three pairs of feet stood above him guns pointed at his head.

They shouted at him in French, though why? Even if he wanted to fight back he couldn't. His will had drained from him. In a short time he'd gone from fearing for his father's life to facing prison in a foreign country, by authorities who refused to speak to him in a language he understood. 

He wasn't even present in his mind as they forced him to stand. For a moment it was if he was watching it happen to someone else until his legs gave out beneath him. His fall triggered panic in the cops and they screamed at him again. 

He found his head tilting upwards towards the night sky as they dragged him on the sidewalk towards a police car when something caught his eye.

A large meteor was plummeting straight for them. It was coming so fast it looked like it would crash right into them.

Josué screamed and one of the cops started firing his gun.

In the same second the gunshot sounds pierced his eardrums the meteor hit the cop car they were dragging him towards. The force of the blow sent a gust of air and debris shooting out from it in all directions like an orb of energy. Everyone was knocked to the ground.

The cops sprung up before he did and almost seemed to forget about him for a moment as they looked at their car.

Pushed down into a new crater in the earth the car's front end and back bumper peered up from underneath a round pod. It was unharmed and the blue colour unscathed from the impact.

A round door with blinking lights opened up and a young woman with long blonde hair poked her head out.

"Sorry!" she said.

"Tu restes-là!" shouted a cop pointing the gun at her.

She held up her hands, "Whoa! I am looking for Donna!"

"Quoi?" said the cop. Another one translated in French for him.

"Donna who?" asked the female cop in perfect English that would have come in handy just a few moments ago, Josué thought. 

"Donna Noble best temp in Chiswick," the woman replied.

"You have just destroyed SPVM property," the English-speaking cop said. 

"It was an accident," the woman assured him as she finally noticed Josué handcuffed on the ground, "Did I interrupt something?"

"This man is a wanted suspect," explained another cop who could suddenly speak English.

"I'm an exchange student!" Josué burst.

"Ta yeule," snapped the cop who just spoke in English, she looked up at the woman, "You need to come with us too. I do not recognize this machine. I don't think you have a permit for that."

During this exchange Josué had been looking into the woman's eyes begging her to believe him, and to get him out of this. She locked eyes with him too which to Josué at least meant she was trying to analyze him, trying to understand him.

"What did this man do?" she asked.

"We can't tell you," another cop snapped, "It's an investigation."

"Did you do it?" the woman asked him.

"No!" Josué cried.

"Either you come with us," the cop cut in, "or we will have to use force."

The woman smirked a little bit. The kind of smile you see when someone laughs at the antics of a child.

"I don't think you have enough force to stop me," she said.

But just as she said it three more cop cars showed up and the police inside jumped out guns pointed at her. A total of ten guns pointed at her but she just smiled.

"Well," she said, "I didn't want to do this but..."

She suddenly dropped out of view back into the space pod. The police didn't want to shoot perhaps fear of bullet ricochet off of the smooth exterior of the craft, but then the engines started revving up and someone panicked.

One gun fired and it seemed to set them all off. The bullets didn't even leave a dint in the craft, and ricochetted hitting cops and—

At first he didn't even feel it. He just saw his blood then when he looked at his chest he felt the pain. The shock caused him to become faint.

Just before he lost consciousness a bright laser coloured his clothes and body green. Then he fell towards a bright white light.