Thalia Pond {FULL SERIES}

Series 5 - The Eleventh Hour

I wasn't even born when it happened. But my mom, who was 9 that night, told me over and over again. A blue Police Box. Crashing into her neighbor, Amelia Pond's yard. She saw Amelia run out, running towards it. But my mum, scared little thing, turned and ran back into bed cowering.

"I wish I didn't," she would say bitterly. That was when I was 6, telling me stories of what her friend, now Amy, had told her about what had come out of that box. A man. A weird, funny, man. Now, I'm 10.

Now, my mum is dead.

Now, Amy Pond, formerly known as Amelia Pond, takes care of me.

Now, 12 years after my mom saw that blue police box, the man had come back.

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"I really don't want to do this," I complained. To who, not quite sure. I did that sometimes, complain to myself. I brushed a thin line of dust on the windowsill, purposely distracting myself from my homework. Just then, I heard a weird wheezing noise and I looked out the window to see a Police Box.

I nearly fainted right then and there.

A man, coughing and sputtering as smoke billowed from the box, yelled: "Amelia! Amelia, I worked out what is was! I know what I was missing!" He ran forward, zapping something on the door.

"You have to get out of there," he continued. "Amelia! Amelia! Are you alright?! Are you there?" I peered out my room and saw him run up the steps, not noticing my foster mom, Amy head up the stairs, creeping behind the man.

He had a ripped blue shirt, with dark pants and a blue tie. He looked around the second floor, before finding a door and scanning it with this silvery blue thing.

"Prisoner Zero is here! Prisoner Zero's here, do you understand me? Prisoner Zero is..." He yelled, trailing off at the end and whirled around, only to have Amy smash him in the head with a cricket bat. She looked at me and winked, nodding at her police uniform. Oh, yes mum! Very great, you hit the Doctor with cricket bat! Yes you will make a very great policewoman, especially, when you hit A PERSON, WHO'S TRYING TO HELP YOU!!

But, ignoring me, she dragged the man to the radiator and locked him up there with a handcuff. When he started to wake, she began to pretend that the police thing was real.

"White male, mid-twenties, breaking and entering. Send me some backup, I've got him restrained," Amy said, all-so-fashionably. I nearly screamed. How does she not realize that this is the Doctor! She's the one who first saw him. Or maybe she does, but still, handcuffs!? She faces the Doctor, hands on her hips, leaning slightly. "Oi! You, sit still,"

"Cricket bat." The Doctor says vaguely. "I'm getting...cricket. Bat." Amy rolls her eyes.

"You were breaking and entering," she said simply. The Doctor stared at her for a minute, studying and then suddenly lunges up. But, restrained by the handcuffs he falls back against the radiator.

"Ooh, yes. That's much better. Brand new me. Whack on the head, just what I needed," he said cheerfully, eyes wide.

"Do you want to shut up now? I've got back up on the way," Amy said. Lie. I rolled my eyes. Dear God, Doctor don't you dare fall for this. Although I will say, Amy's doing pretty good.

"Hang on, no, wait," the Doctor said suddenly, pausing staring at Amy. "You're a policewoman," IDIOT!

"And you're breaking and entering. You see how this works?" Amy responded snarkily. Yeah, Amelia! I slowly edged out of my room, feeling slightly exposed.

"No, what are you doing here? Where's Amelia?" The Doctor said. Me and Amy both paused. Although I knew this was the Doctor and he met Amy when she was Amelia, it was still a shock to both of us when that name was said.