Life On The Run (Open)

[Melody]

Melody was two once more, like she was every night since the crash. She was taken from the wreckage, and watched, restrained, as the unconscious bodies of her parents were carried out as well. She never saw them again… She remembered waking up in some kind of cage in some sort of laboratory… The people in white coats came and started to probe her, poke her with needles, and do some horrible experiments on her. She was terrified and couldn’t control herself, so she constantly busted into a small flaming ball. At first, she didn’t know that is what the people in white coats wanted and they succeeded in their objective. It was when she heard them talk about dissecting her like they had done with the other specimen that she decided to escape. She had melted the cage she was locked in, and climbed into the air ducts to make her escape. She must have spent hours in that metal maze, until finally she found the grate that led out. As she ran from the building and property, she heard shouts of ’Get her! She must not escape!!’ as others chased her.

The redheaded teenager sat straight up, sweating the liquid that makes her so unique. She sighed as the nightmare-memory faded from her conscious thoughts. She swung her legs off her borrowed bed to land on the floor of her borrowed room. She was lucky to have found a room without too much questions asked, and at a reasonable price as well. She glanced at the clock that had hung up on the wall and noted that she was running a bit late for work. She hurried about her room throwing off her night clothes and throwing on the clothes she wears for her job. She flew out of her room through the kitchen and out the back door announcing her departure for work.

Melody ran all the way to the restaurant where she was a part-time waitress to pay for the room and other things she needed. It was only four blocks down the street. However when she got there the place was in chaos, the tables and chairs were knocked over and overturned. She ventured quietly into the establishment toward the back were the owner’s office was. So far she was lucky to not run into anyone along the way, but there was no telling if anyone was waiting for her when she got there. She was going to have to take her chances, and see if her boss was alright.

She found him, sitting in the mess that once was his organized office. She asked him what had happened, and he told her that military looking personal came looking for her. ’No! Not again! I liked it here! They’ve found me! I’ve got to go!’ She thought to herself and turned around to face the way she came. “George, I have to go. I will not be back… Goodbye.” She told the man and ran. She could feel the panic start to rise in her, and she knew what happens when that feeling gets too high. Things start to burn. She needed to find a safe, unused place to vent. She thought of the old abandoned construction site on the edge of the city, and ran straight for it. She hoped that she would make it in time, and if she did that some humans were not hanging around the place…

[The Doctor]

The wild wild west was in short, wild.

Vorp Vorp Vorp Vorp. A blue box landed in the outskirts of town. A tall skinny man steps out followed by a ginger haired girl, and a scruffy light brown haired male. The door is shut behind them. The man, known as the Doctor puts on a pair of shades thinking it makes him look cool and a stetson. "What? I wear a stetson now, stetsons are cool."

Amy just glared at him wondering if River Song would show up and show the hat to bits like she did to his fez. Hats in her opinion simply weren't the Doctor's forte. But she decided to say nothing and wander off dragging her boyfri-- husband along with her.

He didn't notice them slipping away, he knew they would though they always did. Hearing some shouting in the distance the Doctor decided to wander off himself, he darted towards the town spotting some men and women in uniform-- U.S. Military by the looks of it. Well they knew of UNIT so it couldn't be that bad, could it?

Walking over to the group of them he announced trying to pick up a Texan accent, "What's going on around here then? It certainly doesn't look like a tea party,"

"A prisoner of our escaped. A girl, long hair, blue eyes---"
"You must be mistaken, how could a girl have done anything wrong?"
"War crimes," the Doctor could tell they were bluffing, it only meant one thing. His TARDIS had taken him here for a reason, to help the girl who was some sort of alien get back home or something like that. Just get her and the married duo to safety. He was beginning to think today was going to be anything but an idea of a holiday.
"Well if I see her, I'll get back to you."
"Thank you sir."

With that he dashed off hoping to find the girl before they did. If they did it would only mean more of a mess for the galactic janitor to clean up. He ran not really knowing where he was going after he had lost sight of the guards. He just kept going without a thought in his head, he was just following his intuition if he had any, that was. Then he found himself falling over tripping on something or someone. Oh dear, "I'm terribly sorry-- I wasn't looking where I was going. I'm the Doctor by the way."

[Melody]

Melody had ran for quite some time, and had heard that the military was in town looking for her. Her hearts pumped faster than what they already were doing from her mad dash toward what she hoped was safety. However, she also knew that if she caused explosions to happen around her then they defiantly would know where she was. She needed to get out of there and away from them so that they couldn’t find her. The construction site she had in mind no longer met her needs. She could feel the flammable liquid seep out of her skin, and her mind wanting to send that electrical spark along her skin to cause her to become a fiery ball of flames. She stopped in her tracks and looked around her trying to think of a new place to go, a place that she could just burn up and not get noticed or hurt someone else.

She then decided to go back the way she came for a bit, and then turned toward the outskirts. She of course wasn’t paying much attention of where she was going, but she only thinking about trying to escape the military who had been chasing her for the last 14 years. She knew she was getting sloppy, but she was also getting rather tired of running. The only thing that was keeping her going was the memories of what they did to her when they first pulled her from her crashed ship. She allowed that to fuel her ambition and she forced her legs to continue to carry her away from her pursuers. She rounded one corner, and stopped in her tracks as she saw a very large man facing away from her at the other end of the path. He was in a military uniform and sporting a mean and deadly looking rifled. She slowly backed up, and quickly returned around the corner she had just turned into. She felt her body knock into someone and nearly tripping them.

”I’m terribly sorry-- I wasn’t looking where I was going. I’m the Doctor by the way.”

Melody only shook her head to let him know that it wasn’t his fault but hers. ”No, I was the one who wasn’t looking where I was going. Doctor? What sort of name is that?” She asked, peering her sight around the corner from where she had just returned from. When the man turned to look behind himself down the path, she quickly darted her head back around and plastered herself against the wall of the building she was using to hide. Of course she couldn’t complain about his name, her own back on her world was something that would take quiet a while to say. Which was why most of her people chose to take on shorter names.