Chapter 22

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We arrive less than a minute after the doctor disseminated where we were heading towards, and I was actually excited. It had been so long since this happend. The doctor and me, traveling the universe and discovering lost secrets, sometimes saving lives. Amy decided she would sit this adventure out, and we dropped off a gleaming Amelia in a time period I would describe as the 80's. When she had left, the doctor explained that she had found her husband, the man I had thought I caused to die and turn into a cyberman. Rory Wiliams. Since I am not his real daughter, it would be pointless for me to interrupt his time with Amy, for a man I barely know. Apparantly River knew him too, and was related in some screwed up standard, so she was with them as well.

The doctor and I, alone, step out of the tardis, and I gasp with a sudden delightment and suprise. The ground I stand on is a dark, gloomy blue, with white words trailing off in different directions. Before us stand several different paths, each one with a big white lettered word at its beggining. One road, closest to me, reads Supernatural. I inhale sharply, remembering that show, remincing in the memories of me and my friends watching the episodes with jubalant hearts. The next path says Harry Potter, and it doesn't exactly shock me. I'm not that into it, though I did read the first book. A couple other paths all are too far for me to read, and the doctor squints into the distance. I do too, trying to see what he is gazing so intently at.

Then i realize what he must have realized before. The famdoms all have seperate paths, but they all lead to the same place. It's a giant dome, gold enhancing its features in a sophisticated manner. I stare at the building, hope unknowingly clouding my vision. Whatever is in there, it could possibly be something that could make an everlasting impression on my life. I could make a friend, on an enemy, or meet someone from one of my childhood memories. The doctor looks to me, smiling slightly, and holds his hand out for me to take. I grasp it, adrealine coursing through my veins and nervous excitement bubbling up in the pit of my stomach.

We begin to walk, me forcing the doctor to use the Supernatural path. The grain interwined with dirt sticks to my shoes, crunching mushily under my feet. I look closer on the path, and realize with glee that salt underlies the grain. I cannot contain my laughter once I see it, and the doctor questioningly raises an eyebrow at me. I shake my head, knowing only a fan of Supernatural would understand why salt was so important and hilarious at the same time.

Soon enough, we are waiting outside white, polished doors with real golden doorknobs. Gold laces as a decoration maturely around the edges of the doorway, swirly in a satisfying way. It's classy, and probably to important and exquisite for me. The doctor and I, equally sharing the trait of clumbsiness, just hope that we won't break anything.

i knock on the door with a shaking hand, unsurely stepping back afterwards. After a second, the door swings open and we are greeted with a load of guns and other dangerous weapons being pointed at us in a menancing way. The doctor immediately throws his hands up in surrender, and I take a shocked step back. The weapons lower eventually, and then all the people that were inside come out.

Dean and Sam Winchester, from Supernatural, are the first to come out, Dean smirking slightly and Sam staring at us with wide and underrstanding eyes. They had the biggest guns and the most curved knives, but they now hand those off to another person. Next follows Harry, Ron, and Hermione from Harry Potter, each of them still clutching their wands at their sides. After them, Katniss and Peeta from the Hunger Games slowly approach the doorway. Other people from other fandoms stay inside, and motion for us to come in as well. The people who had come out to greet us now go inside with us trailing at their heels. Once in, Katniss quickly slams the door shut, locking it with severity and fear.

"Doctor, nice of you to finally join us, but now is really not the time for a happy reunion. There is this thing out there, something our dad never taught us about. Not a demon, but worse," Dean says in a deep voice, and Sam nods. The doctor pulls out his sonic screwdriver, scanning the area for alien radiation. Finding none, he runs his hands through his hair, puzzled.

"It's not a demon, and it's not an alien, so what could it be?" The doctor asks no one in particular, just questioning aloud.

Hermione speaks up, holding Harry's hand. "It's not a wizard, either, nor is it being controlled by one. But it definately had some magic that it was using, I could sense it." The doctor looks at Hermione, and repeats what she had said under his breath.

"What did it look like? What did it do to make you all so afraid, to make all of you leave your homes and come here?" I ask, piping up for the first time. Everyone one turns their attention to me, snapping their heads in my direction with wide eyes. The doctor smiles down at me, then looks to the others.

"This is my daughter, Emily. And you ought to tell her the answers to what she asked, because if anyone can solve this, it's her. Sherlock taught her, not a lot, but enough to make a deduction and ask the right questions." The doctor says, clapping his hands together and rubbing them in excitement.

"It was wearing a black cloak to cover itself, and could speak telepathically to some of us. When we saw it watching us in the distance, chills like no other sprouted on our skin, and terror filled us. It moved swiftly, so fast it was a blur and so agile that it seemed as if everything moved out of its way. An army of demons were its slaves, thousands and all different types. And magic spells protected them, some far more advanced than any of us have ever experianced. It followed all of us, forced us onto the fandom planet that used to be like a vacation to us, but is now our prison. It was waiting to attack us, and we have one hour before it comes." Katniss grimmly answers, and the rest of the group nods with despair, except for Dean, the doctor, and me.

"Emily, your'e the only one who could solve this. You were born to destroy this universe, it was inevitable, but you broke it. You did the impossible. Now, this seems inevitable for us to solve and escape, and we can't fight the unknown. But you can solve this, we trust you," The doctor says, kneeling down to my height and grasping my shoulders lightly. Dean kneels with him, and his green eyes bore into mine, pleading.

"You ever had someone you cared about? Someone that you would die for, do anything for?" Dean questions, taking my small hand and holding it in his larger one. I nod, answering. He continues. "Well, its like that for me and my little brother, Sammy. See him over their?" I nod. "This thing is communicating with him, and if you don't solve this, than he will be a slave to this thing forever, or die. I will help you figure it out, but please, please try to solve it. I can't let Sammy die or become that, I just can't." Dean whispers, and the doctor nods. I retort back a simple okay with a meek smile.

Dean smiles back, and the doctor grins, standing up with certainty and faith. Faith in me. "Okay," the doctor says to the crowd of fandoms. "She will solve this, and lead us to victory! Give her and Dean Winchester 20 minutes and it will be solved, and than we will prepare to kill this thing once and for all!" The crowd cheers, and Dean stands, still holding my hand. Tugging on it softly, Dean then proceeds to bring me into a seperate room, and we sit down in comfy chairs, discussing what it could possibly be.

Hey guys! So the next chapter will be the battle. Sorry for any mistakes, I used my new computer to type this. What did you get for Christmas? Comment what you think about this chapter and what you Christmas was like! Merry (late) Christmas!!!! xoxo

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