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Again, sorry I haven't posted. I'll try and get more finished, but I'm just so busy, and we're having... stuff going on at the moment. Just... HANG IN THERE, PLEASE!! I'm going as fast as I can. :)

Kenzy

Uptade

Sorry for not posting in so long, guys. I haven't been writing much of my fanfic because I'm focusing so much on my novel (which will hopefully be done and published by the end of the year! *squee*). But don't worry! I'll have Episode Three: The Planet of Dreams up before long. :)

Thanks guys!

Kenzy

Episode Two: The LEXI Paradigm *part four*

Back in the TARDIS, the Doctor was pressing buttons and flipping switches on the hexagonal control board.

"Something's odd, about all this," he said, not turning his gaze from the screen.

I raised my eyebrows. "Isn't everything odd when you're time traveling?"

"The Lystrovians didn't evolve to get gold skin and blue eyes until the year 99,999,999,999,999. That's the year before the universe ends."

The hair on the back of my neck stood up, and the Doctor kept turning knobs and pulling levers. "Lexi knew we were time travelers," I said, walking around to stand beside him.

"Yes," he replied, pressing a button and looking up at the screen in front of him.

"How?"

"Um, well. What with being a time traveler and all, going places, seeing things, getting involved, many people throughout history and in the future have noticed me."

"So," I said, nodding slowly, "They put some things about you up on the internet, and when Lexi's mind flooded, she figured out who we are."

"Exactly."

"And those Judoon..."

"What about them?" the Doctor asked, turning towards me.

"I've seen them before. A few years ago, in the hospital, they said I was human and would be catalogued."

The Doctor seemed to grow paler.

"What? What's wrong...?"

"Nothing." he turned back to the TARDIS console.

"Saw you, too...." I said slowly.

He took a deep breath. "Coincidence," he said quickly. "Just a coincidence."

"Yeah," I agreed, biting my lip. I didn't tell him that I had seen him multiple other times, and that he had even met and talked me once. Something just didn't seem right, the way he responded...

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"Question, Doctor," I said, sitting down on the edge of the TARDIS's console.

"Hm?" he asked, looking up from something on the reading screen. He looked like I'd just pulled him out of a dream, a hint of sadness deep in the shadows of his brown eyes.

"How would you explain time? Like... time travel. Does time just happen and that's that, or can it... change?"

"Ah, Lisa, brilliant question," he replied. "Just brilliant. Come here."

I walked over to where he was standing, hastily deleting a picture of him and a red-haired woman standing together in a place that looked like ancient China. I had seen her with the Doctor before...

He pulled out his sonic screwdriver and buzzed the computer, pulling up something on the screen. "This is a video from a few years ago... Just going to fast forward it..."

The screen zoomed through the different frames of the video. I caught a glimpse of the medical student talking before it slowed down.

The Doctor on-screen sighed. "People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbley-wobbley... timey-wimey... Stuff."

I burst out laughing.

"Yeah, I know," said the Doctor. "Wibbley-wobbley... it's a technical term. And most people don't understand it so don't feel bad if--"

"Ah, no," I said, "but it makes sense! I mean...." I demonstrated what I was thinking with my hands. "If time's a big ball, and if you're in any one point in time, it's like you can cross over.... And it's like it's always happening. Time is always happening. Right now, my mum is making dinner in our flat back home, Abraham Lincoln is being shot, and Neil Armstrong is landing on the moon." I sighed. I didn't know how it all made sense, but it did. Everything.

The Doctor just stared at me in amazement. "Lisa Anderson. You. Are smart. No, you're more than smart. You're brilliant. Actually, you're more than brilliant-- You're clever. And I think you just might deserve..." He drew something out of his pocket. "This."

I took it from his outstretched hand, and turned it over in my palm. "And... what is... this?"

"Plug it into your cell phone," explained the Doctor, "and you can call your mum. Actually, you can call anyone in time and space. Superphone."

I gaped at him. "You're kidding me."

The Doctor raised his eyebrows, daring me to try.

I dialed the phone number for my flat, and I was surprised when it actually started to ring.

"Lisa Janie Anderson where the hell have you been?" shouted my mother.

I jerked the phone away from my head as she kept on yelling. "Mum!!"

"I've been so worried about you! And Nikki's gone out of her way, putting up posters, making phone calls..."

"Mum!"

"Yes, sweetie?"

"How long have I been gone?"

"What the hell do you mean, 'how long have I been gone'?" she asked shrilly.

"Oi! Just answer the question."

"Two months."

"What?" I asked.

"You've been missing for two months."

"Hold on just a minute." I held my phone to my chest and stared at the Doctor. "Two months." I told him. "I've been 'missing' for two months."

He opened his mouth to say something, then quickly shut it again. "Must be a... bad connection..." he muttered.

"Mum?" I asked putting my cell phone back to my head.

"Lisa!"

"I'm... gonna be gone for a bit. Traveling."

"Traveling?" she yelled. "What the hell are you gonna be traveling for?"

"I'll be back soon."

"How soon?"

"I don't know..."

"Then where are you?"

Well mum, I thought, I'm in a spaceship that's bigger on the inside in the middle of the universe, somewhere in time and space. "I'll talk to you later!" I said, making my voice sound cheery (which I was most certainly not). "Love you! Tell Nikki to stop with the 'lost' posters. Bye..."

"Lisa! Lisa, just tell me where you are!"

I hung up and stared at the Doctor, who was looking quite uncomfortable, and seemed to be particularly interested in his red Converse.

"Two months."

"When the phone line reaches back through time and space it doesn't always get the exact date right," he explained, talking quickly.

"Oh." I pocketed my phone and turned toward the console. "Well, we'll worry about that later." Smiling, I put my worries behind me. "I want to go somewhere."

"Or some-when," reminded the Doctor, grinning and walking around the TARDIS. "You ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be!"

Episode Two: The LEXI Paradigm *part three*

Here's part three. It's almost over, and part four will be pretty short. :) Tell me what you think! Comment please. :) And if you know any other Doctor Who fanfic readers...... well..... spread the word about my blog please...? Thanks!!! (Also, 'aurum' means gold in Latin. Confused? You'll get to it.)

Dr. Lugnar, Miss Watkins, Lexi, and I followed the Doctor down the hallway.

"Wait!" Lugnar shouted just before the Doctor took a left right turn. "We have to go left."

"Why?" the Doctor questioned. "The way out is this way."

But Dr. Lugnar had already started off down in the opposite direction, and we had no choice but to come along with him.

I took Lexi's hand as we ran. She gazed in awe at everything we passed like she had never seen it before. Then I realized that she had probably never been out of her psychic-glass room. It surprised me that even to a genius, a water fountain could be found fascinating.

“Have you ever been outside of your room...?” I asked her.

We kept following Dr. Lugnar as he turned another corner.

“No,” Lexi replied. “And even though I know all about everything here, it still amazes me to experience them in person.”

A few minutes later, Lugnar had led us all to a large metal door at the end of a dimmed hallway.

“Now,” said the Doctor, watching the older scientist try in vain to open the door. “There’s something off about this.”

“What do you mean?” asked Andrea worriedly.

“Lisa! Have you noticed anything unusual?”

I thought a moment, my eyes fixed on Dr. Lugnar, who was now pushing with all his might on the locked door. “We haven’t seen any Judoon,” I realized, looking up at the Doctor, now grinning proudly at me.

“Exactly! Now, why might that be, hm?” This time the Doctor aimed his question at Miss Watkins.

She looked up. “Oh, that’s because the guards wouldn’t have let them through.”

“No, no,” said the Doctor, raising his head in exasperation. “The Judoon have guns that can fry a human in a second.”

Lexi looked quite dismayed at this, squeezing her eyes shut and biting her lip.

“Any ideas?” the Doctor persisted. “Anyone?”

The little girl gasped, opening her eyes and taking a step back, catching her balance. “They’re coming.”

“What?” the Doctor asked.

“She must have hacked into the CCTV waves and seen where they are!” exclaimed Lugnar.

“Yeah I gathered that much.” The Doctor hopped over to the door and drew out his sonic screwdriver. He started sonicing the door with a series of short, then long buzzes of blue energy.

“They’re nearly here!” Lexi squeezed my hand.

“Come on...” urged the Doctor, hitting the door squarely with his palm. “Open sesame!”

The door burst open with a hiss, and we all ran through just as two rhinoceroses rounded the corner, shouting for us to halt.

“Oh my God,” I said, looking around at the cavernous room we had stepped into.

The ceiling was as tall as a cathedral, and extended as long as a warehouse would. Rows and rows of tall glass tanks filled with water towered over our small group of five. I gasped when I realized what was in the swirling cylinders.

“Oh...” said the Doctor, eyes growing wide. “There are lots and lots of Lexies...”

In every one of the huge tanks was a single gilded body, floating in the fluid, hooked up with wires to a computer stuck to a small receptacle covered with buttons and the readings of the other Lexies’ heart rate.

Dr. Lugnar strode quickly over to a large screen and began typing hastily on the keypad.

“What are you doing...?” asked the Doctor, his voice getting lower.

“You said that those aliens were coming to shut us down,” Lugnar stated.

“Never said that.”

“I’m not stupid,” said the scientist. “If they’re coming to shut us down, they might shut down wrong, thus destroying all the data Miss Watkins and I have collected. Even if they destroy what specimens we have now, I am determined to start again.”

The Doctor’s face grew graver as Dr. Lugnar proceeded to power off. “Lugnar...” he warned.

Unnoticed by the rest of us, Lexi had wandered over to the nearest tank. It had a young woman, maybe around twenty years old, suspended in the liquid, her blonde hair floating about her serenely.

“Andrea, be ready to shut down,” commanded Dr. Lugnar.

She walked over obediently and started pressing buttons and looking up at the screen’s readings.

“Dr. Lugnar, stop now.” The Doctor glared at the two as they proceeded to ignore him.

“Lisa...” Lexi whispered. “She’s moving...”

I glanced over at Lexi. She was standing under the tall cylindric tank, gazing at the other golden woman. At first I didn’t notice what Lexi meant. But the fingers of the specimen twitched. Her wrist jerked. And soon her whole arm was shaking, a look of deep distress on her perfect face.

“Lugnar, what the hell are you doing?” I demanded.

“I have to shut every tank down individually,” he explained. “That makes it safer, and harder for... other people to destroy our work.”

Suddenly the woman in the tank’s face contorted into shear pain. Her mouth opened pouring bubbles out in a silent scream. Then she went still, and the light eluminating the water turned off.

“What have you done!?” screached Lexi, loosing her cool for the first time I had seen her. She ran over to Dr. Lugnar and began hitting him with her fists and kicking at his shins. “You killed her! You hurt her! Did you not feel her pain? She was screaming and you killed her!”

“Oh...” the Doctor said, realizing something. “You’re overloading their brain with computer waves, overwhelming their consciousness. You’re frying their brain’s nervous system.”

“You make it sound so terrible, Dr. Smith,” growled Lugnar.

What happened next happened so quickly, like a blur.

Lexi heaved herself at Dr. Lugnar and pushed him over onto the large computer. His back hit the keyboard, pressing buttons and flipping switches and the computer’s screen turned red- a warning. Lexi fell backwards onto the floor and screamed. The scream got higher and higher pitched and soon, I had to clamp my hands over my ears. Then the tanks shattered, and I realized the the screeching had broken them because of its high frequency.

"What just happened?" I shouted, aiming my question at the Doctor.

He started quickly typing away on the buzzing computer, ignoring the screams coming from the little girl. "Oh no..."

"What? What's wrong?"

The Doctor turned toward me, his deep brown eyes full of grim worry. "Lisa. The barriers around her brain have been lifted. Lexi has the whole internet flooding her brain."

Lexi's shrieking stopped, and Dr. Lugnar and Andrea slowly pulled their hands away from their ears.

"What's happened?" Andrea asked.

But before anyone could explain, Lexi began to speak, babbling, saying random things.

"Theory of relativity- one-thousand eight-hundred fifty-five point two- bum bum bum bum-" Suddenly, her blue eyes shot to the Doctor, full of fear. "Doctor. You're the Doctor! Doctor Doctor Doctor-" She gasped and grabbed her head. "The light. The dark. Darkness. Weeping weeping weeping... Fear the angels- The walls will crumble and there will be no more--" Lexi screamed, louder than ever, and went still.

The Doctor's look darkened as Lugnar bent down.

"There's a pulse..." Lugnar sighed, and there was a moment of pure silence except from the dripping of water of the tanks that had broken.

I looked around the cavernous room. Golden bodies fallen from the glass containers, now lying on the floor sopping wet. The Doctor was right. There were lots and lots of Lexies. There could be hundreds in this room. Maybe thousands.

Suddenly my thinking was disturbed by a screeching, metallic noise from the door by which we had come in.

"The Judoon!" I cried.

More grating sounds from the door, and then it was vaporized. Yes, vaporized. And standing where the door should have been was a rhino pointing a gun at the four of us . Wearing leather, standing upright, and he began to speak in english.

"Who is the owner of this facility?" he demanded in a harsh voice.

"I am," stated Dr. Lugnar, bravely stepping toward the alien.

"Are you the creator of the Lystrovian-Human hybrid wished to use to defend your solar system?"

Lugnar's face grew red, not daring to look at the Doctor. "Y-yes..."

"Then you will be incinerated." The Judoon raised his gun again, and I saw that there were three more behind him.

"No no no no no!" said the Doctor, getting in front of Lugnar and holding his hands up. "Wait... just a moment." He turned to Lugnar. "Lystrovian. From the planet Lystrovia-Aurum."

"I... I didn't know," he stammered. "Really, I didn't."

"Then how did you find Lystrovian cells to make a hybrid?"

Lugnar paused, and took a deep breath. "The dead body of a golden-skinned woman was brought to me by a team of scientists. They said they'd found it lying in the middle of nowhere in Scotland, and I became excited. I knew it was alien, nothing of this Earth, so I began to study it. Before long, I realized that I couldn't just let this wonderful thing decompose and be forgotten. So I started to work. I took cell samples and began making a hybrid, part... Lystrovian, as you call it, and part human. It was a success, and I was able to grow some more quickly. I then got the idea of putting a computer chip in their brain, strong enough to pick up waves from outer space. Lexi was the first one; smart, strong, and the perfect weapon to defend our galaxy."

The Doctor's face was stony as he looked at the little gold girl lying at his feet, between him and the Judoon. He looked up suddenly, and began talking to the Judoon. "Now, Judoon. Article twenty-seven of the Shadow Proclamation states that 'An individual will be put to trial for a crime known and understood by that individual. Ignorance is not to be punished.' This man here had no idea what he was dealing with, therefore... ignorant. Ignorant of what he had really created."

The Judoon stood still, impassive, but thinking. He hesitated, and put his vaporizing-gun back in its holster, but his hand (hand-type-thing...) was still hovering over it. The alien turned toward the others of his kind and shouted, "Back to the ship. Withdraw." And with that, the rhino-aliens retreated back down the hall and out of site.

The Lystrovian-Humans began to wake up, confused, wet, and not a little bit scared. Andrea and I helped them by giving them white hospital clothes and towels to dry off. We answered their questions, too.

What's going on?

Who are you?

What is going to happen to us?

Who am I?

Andrea explained to me that since they had been grown quickly in the bio-tanks without knowledge of the outside world (unlike Lexi, who had been cared for like a normal child her whole life), they would not know about anything until they could access the internet.

"But that's never going to happen," stated the Doctor, who was standing near by, leaning against the dead remains of the large computer.

"What do you mean?" asked Andrea, eyes narrowing.

"When Lexi pushed Dr. Lugnar back against the computer, she accidentally triggered the computer chips to lock down, turning themselves off. That's what was hurting her so bad; why she was screaming. The internet had poured into her brain before it shut off."

"Then what do we do?" Andrea cried. "They don't know who or what or where they are, and the can't learn about it unless the chip in their head enables them to--"

"A school," I said, hardly thinking. "You can't make more, you're computer's destroyed. Turn this place into a school for the Lystrovian-Humans, with you and Lugnar and Lexi as the teachers."

Andrea frowned, thinking about what I said.

"Lisa," said the Doctor. "You. Are brilliant."

I smiled at him and sighed.

"We should talk to Lugnar about it first," stated Andrea.

"Talk to me about what?" the scientist asked, walking up behind her. He was holding Lexi's hand, but she broke loose and staggered over to me.

"Hello Lisa," she said, hugging me.

"Hi, Lexi." I hugged her back. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I can't get the internet, but I'm still a genius."

I laughed and hugged her tighter and looked up at the Doctor. From the look in his eyes, I knew it was time to leave. I let go of Lexi and crouched down so I was level with her piercing blue eyes. "Lexi... I..."

"I know, Lisa..." she said, smiley understandingly. "I know what you are." She turned to the Doctor. "You too, Doctor."

For some reason, this sent chills up my spine. It might have been that she said 'what' instead of 'who', but before I could place it, the Doctor took my hand.

"We really should be going," he said to Lugnar and Andrea. "Really." He scratched his head. "You'll figure it out, Lugnar. Just do the right thing."

"Will I see you again..." Lexi said slowly.

"Maybe," I answered, smiling and narrowing my eyes. "You know what I am. Kind of a crazy life, I could end up anywhere."

Update

Okay, everyone. I'm not dead, and I'm still working on the next part. It's coming along well, and I'll be done soon. I PROMISE. And just to clear up if anyone was confused, everything takes place after Journey's End but before Waters of Mars.

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Episode Two: The LEXI Paradigm *part two*

Here's part two! Comment!

The elevator door opened with a hiss and the guard led us out into a hallway. It was very similar to the one that the TARDIS landed in, but this one had soldiers standing at the wall every ten feet. Guarding the weapon, I supposed.

We neared a large door, and Miss Watkins and Dr. Lugnar showed their ID cards to the patroller. The Doctor grinned and flashed his psychic paper. We were let in, and I looked around the room.

The walls were white, and it looked a bit like an X-ray room, with buttons and reading screens, light beeping noises, and a large computer buzzed slightly in the corner. It was a moment before I looked through the wide window into another room, and when I did, I couldn’t believe what I saw.

“Oh…” the Doctor said, flipping his glasses on and gazing out the window.

And standing there, walking around the room with a slight smile on her face, was a girl. She was wearing a plain white hospital dress, and seemed to be looking at the walls with deep interest. But the most striking thing about her was her skin- it was gold. Golden skin with dark freckles, gold hair, and bright blue eyes. She couldn’t have been more than nine years old.

“That’s…” I said. “That’s the weapon?”

“Yes,” Dr. Lugnar replied. “And we’re working on making more. She’s just the prototype. A paradigm.”

“It’s a computer?” I walked closer to the glass and peered in.

“Well, technically speaking, no. Her brain was developed to work like a computer server. She can tap into computer network waves in her head.”

“Lugnar’s Experimental Individuals,” stated Miss Watkins proudly.

“Stupid name for a robot…” the Doctor muttered.

“Oh, but it’s not a robot,” Dr. Lugnar said. “It’s a living person, grown right here at Lugnar Industries. She’s a super-genius child, and can be used as a soldier to defend the Milky Way.”

“You’re using a child as a soldier?” asked the Doctor, his mood changing rapidly to serious.

“No, no, she’s not done yet,” Andrea Watkins said. “She should be done in a few more years.”

“She’d still be a kid,” I interjected. “That’s not right. You’re growing her to die.”

“But that’s the thing.” Dr. Lugnar turned to the big computer and the screen lit up, displaying a picture of her brain. “She’s to smart to die. She’ll hack into the enemy’s computer mainframe, bomb dispatcher, or spaceship machinery unit, and find a way to destroy it. She doesn’t even have to be on the frontline, just close enough to receive the waves.”

The Doctor sat down on the table and leaned back on his hands. “You’re brilliant, Dr. Lugnar. But you’re wrong.”

Lugnar eyed him, a slight glare on his face. “Don’t you want to meet her? See what she thinks about this?”

“Love to.”

Andrea Watkins nodded, and punched in a code on the wall. It opened up, and the Doctor and I walked in.

“Oooh, psychic glass!” he exclaimed looking around at the walls. “You can see whatever you want to see in here.”

I looked at the small girl standing in the corner of the room, staring intently at the walls. “Hello.” I said.

The girl turned around and looked at me. “Hello.”

“I’m Lisa, and this is the Doctor.” I glanced over to the lanky man in a suit and Converse who was examining the walls.

“Hello, Lisa. Hello, Doctor.”

“Ah, hi, then,” he said, turning on his heel to face us.

“What’s your name?” I asked, crouching down in front of her.

“I am the prototype. The paradigm,” was the gold girl’s response.

“Lugnar’s Experimental Individuals… Lexi. You like that? I’ll call you Lexi.”

“Lexi?” The Doctor glanced at me. “Where’d you get that from?”

“Lugnar’s Experimental Individuals. It’s an acronym.”

“Lexi…” the girl said. “I like it. Lugnar and Andrea never gave me a name. Thank you, Lisa, for the name.”

I smiled. “You’re welcome, Lexi.”

“So,” said the Doctor. “Lexi, how old are you?”

“Eight Earth-years, four Earth-months, and seventeen Earth-days.”

“Right… have you ever been to school?”

“I do not need to go to school. There is nothing for me to learn there. I am a genius.” Her big, innocent blue eyes gazed up at him. She wasn’t bragging, you could tell, just stating fact.

“Well don’t you have friends?” I asked. “Do you get lonely?”

Lexi stood quiet for a minute, looking at the wall. “Yes. I am lonely. But I have Lugnar and Andrea to keep me company. Andrea plays games with me.”

“What kind of games?” asked the Doctor.

“Question games,” Lexi stated, a smile creeping across her face. “Here, I’ll show you.” She took his hand and dragged him over to a small cot in the corner of the room. He glanced over his shoulder at me, raising his eyebrows.

“This is how you play: Ask me a question,” commanded Lexi, plopping down on her cot. “Any question at all.”

“What is the nineteenth number of pi in its decimal form?” asked the Doctor.

I was about to tell him off for asking such a hard question, but Lexi promptly answered.

“Eight.”

“What year was the internet invented?”

“In the early nineteen-fifties, but it was destroyed later on, then was reintroduced in nineteen-eighty-nine having been improved by Microsoft.”

“Why are raspberry flavored slushies blue?” I interjected.

Lexi laughed, and told me that it was because it would have been too confusing to make a red raspberry slushie when the cherry kind was also red.

“So you travel through time and space to ask a super-genius eight-year-old why raspberry slushies are blue?” the Doctor asked me, grinning incredulously.

“Suppose so,” I answered, and turned my attention back to Lexi. “Is that all you ever do? Play the ‘question game’?”

“No, I like to read. And the walls change every day, and Lugnar comes in sometimes to talk to me about what I’m feeling or thinking.” Her legs dangled over the small bed. “Sometimes—’’ She stopped speaking abruptly, her eyes growing wide.

“What?” I asked, putting my hand on her arm. “What is it?”

Suddenly, an alarm went off, screeching over our heads and making me jump.

The Doctor grabbed Lexi by the wrist and towed her over to the door. “Come on.”

Dr. Lugnar and Miss Watkins were hastily packing up some things from the observation room.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“Invasion,” Lugnar replied, hastily stuffing a pile of papers into a bag.

“Oh, God, not again…” I said.

“We have to get out,” yelled the Doctor over the loudening siren. “I think I can figure out who—’’

Just then, iron plates closed over the door and observing window.

“It’s the automatic lockdown,” sighed Miss Watkins. “We’ll never get out in time.”

“Not unless you’re with him.” I indicated the Doctor, who had already begun to tap into the code lock with his sonic screwdriver.

“What is happening?” Lexi asked.

“Lexi,” I said, putting my hands on her thin shoulders, “you know lots of things, right? You know about aliens. That’s what happening. They’re attacking.”

“This will be a perfect time to test out the girl!” Dr. Lugnar stated, yanking her away from me.

“Test me?” Lexi looked confused. “For what?”

“What you were made to do. Defend our galaxy.”

“Now,” the Doctor said, turning from the door to us. “While I’m around, there’s not going to be any killing. You created Lexi as a weapon and—’’

“I’m… I’m a weapon…?”

Everyone was silent. Lexi’s blue eyes filled with tears.

“I know weapons,” she said, her voice growing fierce. “Bombs and guns used to kill millions- billions- of people. Things of great destruction only created to maim. I will not allow myself to become one.”

“But that’s what you were developed for,” Dr. Lugnar said. “To defend our galaxy against things with worse weapons, all aimed at us. Do you not wish to protect your planet from a greater evil?”

“I know of many wars,” Lexi went on. “Some have failed, so many people died for nothing. Some have succeeded. But either way, the weapons that were used killed, took lives. I. Will. Not.”

For a moment, the only sound we could hear was the incessant ringing of the alarm.

"Oh!" the Doctor shouted, hitting his hand to his forehead and walking over the Lexi. "Your mind is like a computer- you can just... hop onto the computer waves being distributed by alien ships nearby. It was originally designed--" He bent down in front of her and started scanning her with his sonic screwdriver-- "so that you could do some serious damage to the computer's mainframe, but..."

Lexi blinked as the Doctor placed his fingers on either side of her head. "What are you doing?"

"Lexi, Little Lexi Lou. Hm, very alliterative name, don’t you think? Could you just take a peek at the computer waves for me? Through your brain, I'll be able to identify what aliens are--"

"No!" Dr. Lugnar pushed passed me. "She's not perfected yet! Trying to hack the computer's mainframe could destroy her brain."

"I should be able to sheild her from harm," the Doctor reassured him before turning his attention back to Lexi. "Just... close your eyes... won't hurt a bit."

"How...?" Miss Watkins stared at him.

The Doctor closed his eyes for a minute or so, and then jumped up, sending Lexi teetering backwards.

"Of course!" he yelled. "Judoon! They somehow got wind that Earth was creating a new weapon which violates something in the Shadow Proclamation and came here to sort it out!!" He scratched his head. "But! I know what we're dealing with now, and--" He pulled his sonic screwdriver from one of the many pockets in his coat and strode to the door-- "we can get out."

"But you were just over there trying to door a minute ago," stated Miss Watkins.

The Doctor looked exasperatedly at her. "I had to let the sonicness sink into the wires to bypass the system so it could unlock the door which takes a few minutes- not everything happens as quickly as you want it to even with a sonic screwdriver," he said all in one breath.

"Is he always like this...?" Andrea asked me quietly as the Doctor opened the door.

"Dunno," I answered, following him out the door. "Just met him."

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