Universal Vampire (Rewrite)

Dalek

I'm gonna put in a WARNING here. Just in case. I think this turned out a bit worse than I think it would. Sorry about that. It just sorta happened. Let's just say the warning is Van Statten being a bit of a creeper.

I'm also sorry about not updating for as long as I have. It's been a bit crappy recently and whenever I was feeling well enough, my friend and I were playing Man of Medan. It's an awesome game... So happy he convinced me xD

Enjoy,

Nick

"About what you said to Mickey," the Doctor started when he entered the Tardis to see Tyra sitting on the jump seat, staring at the console with a faraway look on her face.

Tyra glanced at him and shrugged "I was only telling him the truth. I hated the way some of the men treated my sister and if someone was genuinely interested in her, my brothers would run them off. I don't think Rose is a bad girlfriend or anything. I haven't seen them interact often enough but... The way she talked to him and left him... I don't know. It touched a nerve."

"Is she your younger sister?" The Doctor shook his head "No, wait. You're the youngest, right?"

"Yeah," she nodded "Rebekah is two years older than me. I'm the youngest. Enough about that though... Where are we going next?"

The Doctor shrugged "We'll see. Maybe I'll take you to Barcelona."

"The city?" Tyra frowned, tilting her head in confusion.

"No, the planet," he corrected, grinning up at her "They have dogs with no noses."

Tyra snorted "Really? That's a thing?"

"Imagine how often you end up telling that joke and it's still funny," he chuckled.

"It's never funny," she muttered when Rose burst in, chucking her bag to the side "Let's go."

The Doctor grinned against, starting to run around the console, pressing random buttons and pulling levers, doing whatever it took to make the Tardis go. Tyra watched him in slight confusion. Was it just her or did he constantly change what to do? It was like it really didn't matter what he did. Either that or he was just bad at driving. Suddenly an alarm rang out, causing the Doctor to hurry to the monitor "That's weird," he mumbled, pressing some other buttons "Let's go take a look then."

"So what is it?" Rose questioned as soon as they exited the Tardis "What's wrong?"

The Doctor shrugged "Don't know. Some kind of signal drawing the Tardis off course."

"And... where are we?" Rose continued.

"Earth," he replied "Utah, North America. About half a mile underground."

Rose tilted her head "And when are we?"

"Two thousand and twelve." The Doctor bent down to look at a display case nearby.

"God," Rose breathed "That's so close. So I should be twenty-six." Tyra squinted for a moment, blinking against the light when it flared, illuminating the room. An alien museum from the looks of it. In Utah of all places... Tyra never liked Utah. Louisiana was so much more interesting. Or even California or New York. Virginia too if she were to think of her birthplace. Rose walked up next to her, shaking her head in wonder "Blimey. It's a great big museum."

"An alien museum," the Doctor added "Someone's got a hobby. They must have spent a fortune on this. Chunks of meteorite, moon dust. That's the milometer from the Roswell spaceship."

Rose gasped at a very familiar-looking, green arm "That's a bit of Slitheen. That's a Slitheen arm. It's been stuffed."

"Since they blew up, I sincerely doubt it's a piece of Slitheen. They're not the only family on the planet," Tyra mumbled, looking at the arm with a small grimace. Who in their right mind would spend money on this? Not her... And she really had money to spare.