callisto, an alien from a far away planet, is trapped in a museum of alien artefacts. a man with no name and only a job title finds her and invites her to join him and his companion through space and time.
invasions happen, strange visits and many m...
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the t.a.r.d.i.s was rocky. very rocky in fact and martha was gripping to the console like her life depended on it. she watched as the doctor and callisto slapped buttons and twisted handles and pulled levers without having a clue why she decided to join these strangers or how they travelled in this odd ship.
"but how do you travel in time? what makes it go?" martha asked.
"oh, let's take the fun and the mystery out of everything. martha, you don't wanna know, it just does. hold on tight." the doctor ordered. lifting a leg high on the console to kick a switch down.
it landed and martha fell to the floor, standing quickly, covering her embarrassment with anger, "blimey, don't you have to pass a test to fly this thing?"
"yes, and i failed." the doctor nodded and martha looked at callisto wide eyed as she laughed softly. "now, make the most of it. i promised you one trip and one trip only. outside this door... brave new world."
"where are we?" martha asked excitedly.
"take a look." the doctor smiled and opened the door. "after you."
martha grinned and rushed outside to be greeted with the poorer side of past london. while the people looked happy, it was dirty, clothes were hung out to dry and there was a huge possibility people's waste could be thrown from a window at any moment. the doctor sure knew how to chose his landing spots. but martha was in the past, so she wasn't thinking about shit flying out of windows, unlike callisto.
"oh, you're kidding me. you're so kidding me. oh, my god, we did it, we travelled in time!" she exclaimed, looking around her in amazement. "where are we? no, sorry, gotta get used to this. when are we?"
"mind out!" the doctor rushed, pulling callisto and martha back as someone chucked shit and piss from their 'toilet', which was a wooden bucket.
callisto prodded the doctor's shoulder harshly and he whined dramatically, "what did i say about landing in a time before toilets?"
"don't land under windows." the doctor muttered sheepishly as martha eyed them with amusement.
"and what did you do?"
"...i landed under a window."
"exactly, plonker. we've landed somewhere before a toilet, martha, sorry." callisto apologised.
martha just grinned, "it's alright, i've seen worse. worked late night shift in a&e." the doctor went to leave, pulling callisto with him but martha suddenly thought of something, "but are we safe? i mean, can we move around and stuff?"
"course we can. why d'you ask?" the doctor inquired, confused.
martha gave him an look like he was missing something, "it's like in the films: you step on a butterfly, you change the future of the human race."
