The Fall of Arcadia (Book ONE)

Chapter 6

 "What the hell's it doing?" Donna yelled, clinging onto the console for dear life.

Alice laughed "The consoles not working"

I shouted back "How is this funny Princess?"

"I don't know, it just is!" I fell over and ended up staring at my severed hand for a moment.

"I don't know where we're going, but my old hand's very excited"

That calmed her down. "I thought that was some weird alien thing. You're telling me it's yours?"

"Well"

"It got cut off. He grew another one." Martha answered for me.

"You are completely impossible!" Donna gasped.

"Not impossible, just a bit unlikely." I grinned, running out of the doors as soon as we landed, Ali just behind me.

"Why would the TARDIS bring us here then?" Alice asked, her green eyes glinting in the low lighting. Here, was a junk yard type area, except we were underground.

"I love this bit" Martha said, coming out of the doors with Donna.

"I thought you wanted to go home" Al asked, eyebrows raised.

"I know, but all the same, it's that feeling you get!"

"Like you swallowed a hamster?" Donna giggled. Then soldiers arrived.

"Don't move! Stay where you are! Drop your weapons" the lead one shouted. We all put our hands up, even Alice which surprised me considering the guns.

"We're unarmed. Look no weapons. Never any weapons. We're safe" I insisted, hoping they wouldn't shoot first, ask questions later.

"Look at their hands, they're clean" another soldier pointed out.

"All right, process them. Those two first" he indicated to Al and I as we were the closest together. We got dragged over to a large machine and had our arms shoved into it

"Leave them alone!" Donna shouted, trying to get away from the armed guards, but they kept a tight grip on her. Something grabbed us.

"Something tells me this isn't about to take our blood pressure. Argh!" Alice cried out as it ripped skin from our hands.

"It's taken a skin sample. Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow. And exptrapolated it. Some kind of accelerator?" I questioned as we were released.

"Are you alright?" Martha asked as we stumbled over to them with grazes on our hands.

"What on Earth? That's just..." Alice started, but stopped when the machine doors opened and a woman stepped out. She was skinny, small with blonde hair that had a firey red streak through it. One of her eyes was blue, the other a bright emerald.

"Arm yourself" the lead soldier told her, giving her a rifle.

"Where did she come from?" Martha asked us.

"From us" Ali breathed, her eyes not leaving the girl.

"From you two? How? Who is she?" Donna asked, looking at the two of us and then the girl.

"Well, she's well, she's our daughter." Alice muttered, rubbing the back of her hand. At this, the girl looked up at us and grinned.

"Hello mum and dad"

"Are you primed to take orders? Ready to fight?" the soldier asked, distracting her. She listed things that had automatically been uploaded into her head and took a place next to him.