Saved (A Doctor Who Story)

Chapter 11: Bessan

I pulled away from the hug right after he said that. "What do you mean 'not yet?'" I asked. He looked away from me and back to the console. He hadn't breathed a word for awhile. Amy and Rory walked up the stairs to us.

"Uh, let's go somewhere fun!" The Doctor yelled excitedly. He pulled levers and pushed buttons and the familiar jerk, that I was starting to get the hang of, came along. He grabbed my arm and we ran to the doors. He pulled them open and stepped out.

"Where are we?" I asked.The place resembled a desert but had a few plants. There was a hill covered with plants and tall trees. Most of them were dead and lots of broken limbs hung off the side of the cliff. The Doctor walked out a little more. I heard him whisper something.

"Doctor, where are we?" Amy asked, concerned. He turned around to us. "Bessan. One of the planets conquered by the Krillitanes and I suggest that we get out of right now!" he yelled. He ran towards the TARDIS and the three of us followed him.

He struggled to get it open even though there wasn't anything there. The Doctor screamed. He started beating on the TARDIS doors. "What's wrong?" I asked calmly. "I can't... I can't get it open..." he answered disappointed. He leaned his head against the doors in frustration.

All of the sudden, I heard this screech. It was so loud I had to put my hands over my ears. I turned around and saw a bat-like creature staring at us. The Doctor turned around. Since I was the closest, the creature grabbed me by my waist and lifted me off the ground.

"Doctor!" I screamed. The thing started to fly and no matter how much I kicked and punched, it wouldn't let go. The three of them were getting smaller as I was getting higher. "Anna!" I heard the Doctor shout.

But the thing, now that I think of it is a Krillitane, just kept flying away. I soon stopped on struggling to get out of it grip, since we were thousands of feet in the air and if it let go of me I would've plunged to my death. I noticed that the plantation was getting more greener. I realised that I was up above a forest.

I saw a ruined building but it was still standing. It had shelter and everything. When I got close to it, it looked like a prison. The Krillitane flew closer to the building and before I knew it, it landed on the ground. It never let me down, it just carried me over it shoulder.

I didn't want to cause anything so I just stayed still. It walked into the building and into the corridor of it. The ground was covered in dirt and what looked like, flesh and little splotches of blood. Then, it hit me. I realised what they ate. Now, I was scared.

The creature opened one last door and then threw me to the ground. My shoulder felt like it was broken but I could still move it. I stayed on the floor and didn't make a sound. I was facing the Krillitane that brought me here.

"You can go now," said a voice. It opened the door and left the room I was in. I felt a cold hand on my shoulder and I was turned to face a.....human? No, it can't be human. "So, you know the Doctor, correct? Yes, we're going to have some fun."

Another alien picked me up, but not carried, and pushed me out of the room. It shoved me into a small corridor with two lights hanging from the ceiling. Doors on each side. 'It's like I'm in Alcatraz...' I thought. It stopped at the end of the hallway. It pushed me into the door on the right and followed me in.

The Krillitane tore off my shirt, jeans and shoes and pushed me to the ground. It walked out and closed the door behind it. The room was completely white, like nothing had been in here. A brand new room, it looked like.

I sat there shivering on the floor since I was in a tank top and underwear. I crawled into a corner and then started to feel the pain in my shoulder and leg. I shrunk into the corner like I used to when I was at the orphanage.

That wretched place had so many bad memories for me and Alan. Alan. His name followed my mind like a ghost. That's all I could think about was him. He was always there for me. No parents, no aunts or uncles, just him.

"Alan," I whispered. "Alan..." and I drifted off to sleep.