The Last Evolution of Humanity

Those Aren't Your Neighbours

Less than 2 weeks until the Series 8 premiere! Who's excited?! I am! But in the meantime, I hope that you enjoy this next part! And please, if you're enjoying the story so far, please give it a vote! And, if you have any advice for me to help me become a better writer, put something in the comments, maybe! Thanks! 

A bright light then blinded her. At least she couldn't see at the moment. 

She was still holding onto the Doctors hand but she felt as though the Doctor and she were floating. 

She then felt a rush of adrenaline as the Doctor pulled her forward. He led her ahead and as they moved forward she began to get her sight back. 

When the light was gone she let go of the Doctors hand and rubbed her eyes. 

Everything then became clear. 

It was the same, everything. Nothing had changed. 

The street looked the same, the grass on every lot was still overgrown, no new houses were insight and her house stood there, untouched by anything as she could tell. 

The Doctor was up ahead rummaging through her neighbours trashcan. 

"What are you doing?" She asked him. 

He lifted his head out of the trash to look at her. 

"Just looking." He replied. 

"What for? My neighbours don't have anything worth that." She said, really taking in what he was doing. He continued looking through it. 

"These aren't your neighbours." He said. 

Lucy looked at him like he was stupid. 

"What are you talking about? Of course they are! That's where I live so those are my neighbours!" 

The Doctor pulled something out of the trash and grinned. He examined it as he talked to her. 

"No, get this. You don't live there. Your parents are dead and I have absolutely no idea who lives there." 

Lucy was stunned. 

"So we really are trillions of years into the future?" She gasped a bit. He nodded while he still looked over whatever was in his hands. 

"But why does it look the same?" Lucy asked him. 

He threw the thing in his hands in the trash. 

"This place has been taken over-taken over by something big-something odd." 

He reached back in the trash and pulled another piece of junk out. To Lucys surprise, he smelled it. 

"Something made of metal but it's living." 

He then licked it. 

"Something's living in the metal-a metal case." 

He stopped and threw it back in. He then started to Lucys look-a-like house. Lucy struggled to keep up with his fast pace.