Chapter 8

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My TARDIS seemed pleased in her new cover, but immediately quieted when she realized my unhappiness. My TARDIS lowered the light b-

A loud series of knocks interrupted my thoughts. Checking the monitor, I was surprised that it was someone I didn't know. It was a young man with brown hair and seemingly blue eyes. I opened the door slowly, my sonic ready. He seemed just as shocked as me. "Who are you?" the man asked.

"Who am I?" I repeated, "Who are you? What the hell are you doing, knocking on phone booths?"

"This isn't yours," he insisted. I noticed him clutching something. "What are you holding?" He held it up and I noticed the sonic technology. Looked like a high tech version of mine. Are gender swaps possible? "Well," I sighed, "This is messy, Cedric."

"Cedric? My name isn't Cedric."

"Really?" I asked, "Are you sure? Cause I've always said that if I was a boy, I'd be called Cedric."

"I think I know my own name," he replied.

"Ah ha!" I exclaimed, making him jump, "That's your problem, Cedric. You don't know your name. How can you not remember me? I'd like to think I'm a very important part of your life." His blank stare made my face drop. "Ouch. Ok, well, I have some very important real things to do here. Leave before a black hole swallows the universe."

Before I could slam the door, he stuck his foot out and walked in. "Dude!"

The man ran around the counsel and started operating the TARDIS. Sneaking up behind him, I set my sonic to shock and pressed it to the back of his neck. I took extreme precautions and tied him up in rope.

By the time he came to, I had set the lighting to 'dramatic' and he was blindfolded. I know how to spice these things up. "Ok, not Cedric, I'm going to ask you questions and you're going to answer them," I promised, "In return, I'll answer yours." He struggled against the ropes. "Don't try. I tie a mean cascade knot."

I circled around him, observing every little thing. "So, not Cedric, what's your name?"

"I'm Cole Anderson," he introduced himself, "I prefer not to be tied up. It's not courteous to your guest." I rolled my eyes.

"My turn. What's your name?"

"Celeste," I answered, "You knew about my TARDIS and were suddenly able to fly it. How?" Cole stiffened. "You're Celeste?"

I huffed, "You might know a different version of me. Maybe even traveled with me for a bit. Am I right?" He nodded. "Can I trust you?"

"You once said that you trusted me with your life," Cole remembered.

"And how did that work out?" Not letting him answer, I untied him and he pulled the blindfold off. "Stay here," I instructed, "I have some business to take care of in Medieval times, which means we have to change." Cole was wearing normal clothes, like clothes I expected to see on Leo. He looked about 22, but seemed much older.

In the wardrobe, the TARDIS sent over some peasant clothes for Cole while I put on a green dress with a green traveling cloak. I left my hair down, but pulled it to one side of my head.

In the counsel room, Cole was looking at himself dubiously. I smiled inwardly, but quickly remained stolid. He looked excited so I nodded to the door. Like a hyper kid, he ran out.

Outside was dense woods. Light streamed through the green leaves and the sound of nature was all around. Cole was really excited. "Where are we-no, no, no. When are we-?"

I shrugged a bit with my head. "Ah, fifth century, England?" I guessed and took out a blank sheet of paper, "This is where it told me to go."

His voice rose, "Hey, you stole that from the Doctor!" My eyebrows raised.

"Yeah, but I stole it from future him and went traveling with past him," I explained, "In the great scheme of life, I hardly think it matters." The leaves began to rustle and about five knights in armor circled us. They pointed their swords at us so we couldn't escape.

"In the name of King Arthur, we must ask what your intentions are for straying into Camelot," one ordered.

Cole whispered, "I thought he was just a legend. King Arthur isn't real."

"Are you calling these swords not real?" I scoffed, "Geez, Cole, keep up." Smiling at the guards, my voice changed into a gentle voice, "Excuse me, but King Arthur's sword from the stone, he just broke that battle?"

The idiotic guards nodded. "Ok, where's the lake?" They darted their eyes in one direction, but refused to speak. "Ooooo," I drawled, "Silence." I flipped my screwdriver out and set it to stun again.

"Don't you guys know not to give directions to wanders?" I asked before stunning them with my sonic. The guards fell down at the same time. Cole started moving their swords.

"Why are you doing that for?"

"So they don't wake up and stab themselves," he stated, "Why don't you care?"

"Least of my problems," I admitted, "Now come on. We have a lake to find."

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