Donna Noble looked down on her arm to see her father had linked his arm through hers. She changed it, and Geoff Noble looked sheepishly. "Sorry."
Donna just smiled as the organ began to play, and her father began to lead her down the aisle of the church. She smiled at her fiancé, a black man, when her skin began to glow. She had time to scream before she shot up through the roof of the church.
"Where'd she go?" a lone woman asked.
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The Apocalypse let herself sob as well as she slumped against the console, sniffling and checking to see if her mascara had begun to run. When she was certain it hadn't, still sniffling, she moved around the console, trying to set the controls correctly. She looked up half-heartedly, as if still hoping to see the connection hadn't gone -
And she stiffened in shock. "What?" she sputtered.
The ginger bride that had appeared in the TARDIS turned, squeaking. "Oh!"
"What?" the Apocalypse repeated, blinking rapidly.
"Who are you?" the woman demanded.
"But - !"
"Where am I, eh?" she asked, looking around.
"What?" the Apocalypse squeaked.
"What the hell is this place?!" the woman shouted angrily.
The Apocalypse just shook her head, completely and utterly confused. "WHAT?!"
***
And now the Apocalypse has arrived again! :D Who's ready to start seeing how the Apocalypse handles the loss of her little sister??
Let's get going! Or, as she likes to say, ALLONS-Y!
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Apocalypse Rising (Book Three)
FanfictionWith Rose lost to the parallel world, every door and window through to the Apocalypse has been shut and locked tightly. Without her sister, the Apocalypse is back at square one, like her Ninth self was after the Time War. But this time, she's not go...
