GNOMEDIA
As I woke up, I realised that I wasn't where I had suspected I would have turned up. I thought the Doctor had rescued me but I didn't see him around anywhere and I didn't think I was inside the TARDIS either. I stood up slowly and took a quick glance at my surroundings. It looked like I was on a completely different planet altogether. There were tall glass buildings and I mean glass. As in the building were covered in windows. Each one got gradually taller as the city passed by me and at the end of the long pathway of buildings there was an end building which was a lot taller than the last few buildings in the row and it was also much wider with not as many glass windows and a taller small tower on top with a flag flying from it that I had never ever seen in my life before. It had a bottle green background and a darker green pixie sort of hat with a white ribbon coming off the top of the hat. On the edge of the flag it read GNOMEDIA in gold writing.
I was about to take a step forward when a smallish arm grabbed my hair and pulled me behind a small door as I had to duck my head and as I did the door closed right in front of my eyes. I yanked my hair free and watched as a few of my red locks fell to the ground and a few remained in the creature's hand. I turned around and didn't see anything for a second, and then I heard a voice, "Oi, down here." It whispered and yelled at the same time. I looked further down and I saw the head and rather small body. It looked like an ordinary garden gnome with the hat, the same one as on the flag, and a green outfit to cover her small body. She had blonde hair and to my surprise she also carried with her a small satchel that sparkled gold in the dim light.
"Follow me." She whispered again a little less harshly. I did as I was told and followed her through the dim lit burrow or probably her house and up many, many stairs. When she finally stopped, we turned a corner and she led me through another door and into what looked like a little unit block. It was complete with a kitchen, bedroom, bathroom and even a TV or what looked like a TV anyway.
"How did I get here?" I asked curious to break the silence.
"Just follow me." she said again. I decided to continue to follow her and I did till she stopped at what looked like her bedroom.
"This is my bedroom, I think you humans call it. Welcome to Gnomedia." she said happily.
"Why did you pull me into your place?" I asked curiously.
"Because my servant brought you here "accidently" apparently." she replied mysteriously pulling down her notepad from the wall and scribbling something quickly.
"Riley!" she called down the hall.
Then almost the second after the gnome yelled out to him a tall, quite skinny boy came to the doorway of the bedroom. He had deep black short hair with a clump of it tied up at the back and whisps of it covering the sides of his face. As I looked over his body, I realised that he had only 2, no 3 fingers and a thumb. He had amazing eyes that seemed to glow and his iris's, wow, they were big.
"Riley, take this human girl to father. See what he has to say about your "accidental" find." she sneered apparently ready to give me away as quickly as she could.
As Riley turned to escort me through the doorway, I noticed another weird part of his body. They were beautiful, soaring wings with an assortment of brown and blue feathers. The only problem was that they were bound to his body, probably so he couldn't just fly off back to wherever he came from.
"So what did she say your name was and why do you have wings and only 4 fingers on each hand?" I asked figuring I probably wouldn't see him after this.
"You are very observant," he answered in a warm deep voice. "My name is Riley if you haven't already figured that out and I have been kept as a servant here on Gnomedia for nearly 5 years now. I'm 17 in earth years and I am different because I am from a different planet in a different system all together. Far away from here. My home planet is called Andruin."
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