New York - Future - Pt 2

8527 A.D. - New York

Police Enforcer was the nickname for Police of Justice Against Criminal Behavior Enforcement Department. It acted similar to the police department from the pre-biochemical world, yet it was different in many other aspects. Such as the right to kill, the right to infiltration information, right to use massive destruction weapon, etc. Of course, it always came with the risk of being dead almost at the rate of every few minutes. It was normal to walk into the office to find a sign hanging today's death toll of the day along with names written upon it. There was even an ongoing betting pool for the next person to be dead! In this dreadful world, death equivalent the consumption of food for the day.

Kyro Kuros, being the only human in this world, was always on top of this list. His odds of surviving, combined with twisted luck landed himself on number one on betting pool chart, yet somehow he had survived among this horrible stink for the last six years. Pity, the betting pool on Kyro's head was quite a lump some, and many citizens in the city have a nasty habit to bet on everything.

Today wasn't different than any other days. The sign above the hologram billboard illuminated the death toll of the day, along with the primary cause of death. The usual cause of death was either vampire rampage killing spree or other forms of brutal bloodlust rampage. Nothing new. Kyro ruffled his gray hair a few times before recalling the 'call' from the director.

Strolling with his hands tucked in his rumble waist vest pockets, he made a beeline to the director's cubical. "You looking for me, monkey?" Kyro said in a teasing tone as he leaned upon the doorframe. His boss, a hybrid specious that is entirely unknown to Kyro, though physically could be catalog as a walking, talking ape.

"Touche, I am hoping you can deal with 5th Ave problem, though I heard it just gotten tricky with some petty bloodshed. Lord knows I want a holiday. Can't they just get along for one bloody day?" Kyro's boss, Franklin complained while hs scratched his thick beard before slumping back into his chair while waving his finger around doing some sort of documentation, or was it playing chess? It couldn't be sure, as stimulation screens have privacy settings on them.

Kyro grunted as he waved his hand in acknowledging the whole problem. He went back to his desk and flick open a hidden drawer as he drew out the suitable weapons for such assignment. A gun, a lot of silver bullets, some smoking guns, and a compact bow with a load of arrows. That should do the trick, as Kyro mused while he flipped his signage on the billboard to 'Working Outside,' while he left the office space.

"Just another day in the office. Bloody idiots."

Walking down the street with ease. Kyro ruffled his gray hair, of course, he didn't forget to jump over a few potholes, some random arm that struck out of the dark alleyway, or a foot that didn't notice his small little human frame. Jesus, look around you walk! Kyro grunts a few times, avoiding a fight in all chance while he heads for the destination.

5th Avenue. Named after the former glory high street of New York. Of course, it is still a quaint street to walk around in current New York with all the glamor flicking off the buildings; that is if one can ignore all the darker aspect that roam this street. It had become a place that holes every shitty business that one can buy with money. That been said, woman are like garbage, while clothing never lasted more than a few days, weapons come and go as if water and one's life is no better than dirt.

Kyro stood at the start of the 5th Avenue as he gazed at a pile of .... garbage. A small crowd already gathered around that small hill of garbage as they dug around for anything valuable. Correction, the pile of garbage, is .... bodies. Lots of bodies. Judging from the dismemberment of the bodies, Kyro suspected to be territory fights over ''customers".

"Isn't that great? Just another day." With that said Kyro swung out the gun as he loaded it up with ammo before carefully treading the body field. His eyes lingered around each corner, alert and tense as he walked along the battlefield. He could still faintly hear the fights going on as weapons clashed against each other. He was not impressed at all. Walking closer to ground zero, Kyro ducked slightly to avoid a near call a blade, while jumping slightly to prevent tripping over someone's limbs.

Kyro knew why he was sent in the first place. It was simple. He looked harmless. Cheers.

New York - Future - Pt 1

8527 A.D - New York

The sky rumbled faintly as if someone's belly had been rumbling due to hunger before the clouds violently shifted colors in a quick rapid manner before settling back to its original state of gray gloom. Oh. The sky had been like that forever... ever since the rift been open. It seems to become just a normal thing that people simply don't bat a single eye anymore upon this odd pattern of weather.

New York had become the center point of all madness as the binding of the parallel worlds seems to be the most normal thing, in this already chaos world. That been said, supernatural beings, creature beings, hyper cross over beings, and the many 'other' category of species seem to be the most normal thing upon the streets of New York. This been indicated previous, a bit of insight should be provided upon this paranormal sensation for the mass to understand the land.

It was roughly five years ago when this dramatic changed happen for the 'new era' of New York. That been said, the population of 'original' or 'native' species had finally risen back to pre-World War, correction, pre-biohazard war period. Though the atmosphere of Earth sadly still retained in a toxicity atmosphere even though it had become less condense. Human never returned back toward Earth, as Earth was considered as forbidden planet or somewhat regard as 'mythical danger planet' through the galaxy. Despite 2000 years had passed from the ruin period upon Earth, population upon the planet were still upon the lower count due to the nature of supernatural species. Only a few of the 'former' cities had finally sprung back into life. These cities include London, New York, Beijing, and Tokyo.

The 'new era' of New York was simply a blend of old ruin with new buildings that had the flair of Victorian style among it - feel free to blame the vampires as that group of species liked to stake the claim of 'oldest' crowd upon the land. It was also a city that built upon an island that seem far to say as simply an island. Once in a while, the grounds of New York seem to be alive, yet at times seem to be simply just an island. In truth, the island of New York was slap upon the rift of two worlds making the place half alive due to the energy of the rift seeping deep into the grounds.

The sky ramble again as the clouds seem to always simmer low upon the buildings again. Shadows of huge species seem to slowly roam through the city before disappearing among the clouds again. The sound of battle seem to be the most normal thing around the city, not to say dead bodies seem to be another normal scenery upon the rubbles of the streets.

It was just one of those days.

A human figure walked among this wired world. Correction. It should be stated as the only human that do walk upon this planet. A male figure that slowly paddle among the busy streets of New York, ruffling up his soft gray hair before stretching his slender limbs as he let his rumble suit slump back upon his figure. He yawned again as he walked efficiently away from the pavement avoiding the falling pieces from a nearby building. It was quite common in New York to stumble upon fallen building or mass destruction. After all, the rift between the two world was not that 'perfectly' in harmony. It also should be mention, battles upon the thrive to show power was another problem in this world, as species fought tooth to tooth with other species.

"Just another day...." The male faintly grumbled as turning around the corner before he was abruptly stopped by a large hand that intercepted his pathway. He slowly gazed up toward a 7-foot figure that had a huge eyeball spawning upon the top of its head that suddenly focus intensely upon him. "Seriously..." The male grumbled again as his mood just hit the pit bottom as the figure tried to block his way again as he turned his heels to roam away from a very forecastable result of the fight.

"You look so delicious, little.... being."

The sinister mechanic voice didn't alter nor frighten the male, instead, the male suddenly leaped upward using the building as support as he flicked his hand allowing a weapon formed into his hand before he made a motion of slicing down. Just as the male landed back down onto the ground the huge figure slowly collapses onto the ground before turning into a pile of dust.

"They just never learn," He muttered as he kept on walking while his weapon dissolved back into thin air. The male didn't stop until a few more blocks later as he walked into a glamour building.

'ID. Sir.' Once entered the building a machine voice spoke as an invisible force made all species unable to move forward.

Without much a word the male took out a badge and swiped upon a machine before he walked further in the building.

'Welcome back, Mister Kyro Kuros. The director is already waiting for you upon the top floor.'

The male - Kyro Kuros merely made a grunt sound as he waited impatiently for the elevator to appear while he ducked his head low. Kyro was really just in the mood to deal with 'brats' as he easily could tell a vampire stood behind him while a mutated elf stood beside him. He stood there tapping his feet gently upon the marble floor as he waited... waited.... waited.... until a large bang than rumble was heard and broken glass sound were made as if something flew out.

It was simply another day in the office for 'police enforcer' department of justice. Pathetic.

Present

2015 A.D.

Beep Beep Beep....

Smack.

A hand slowly creep out under the covers and quickly smacked upon the offending noise before rolling back into a ball. The figure snug even deeper into a yarn ball as the sun ray creep through the thick curtains. Finally the last straw of waking up the yarn ball was the constant beeping of the computer than follow with a disturbing ring tone ringing through the mobile. The hand reached out blindly toward the nightstand to try and stop the annoying ring tone.

The ring tone merely stopped for a moment before the computer screen located at the far end of the room light up popping up a video chat with a bald man sitting promptly waiting patiently for the figure among the bed to acknowledge him. After a long moment, it was clear such acknowledgement wouldn't be noticed. The bald man spoke in a odd humor tune.

"Spider. Itchy tiny little spider....."

It was the last straw needed for the figure to snap open her dark brown eyes to glare right at the bald man upon the screen. The motion... well it was a flip of the bird, a clear indication of her not so happy mood.

"Yikes, you are more cheery than normal."

The woman rolled her eyes faintly as she slowly slide herself upright leaning against the headboard as she made a tap tap motion to indicate her patients running extremely low. The bold man grumbled as he turned his head just a bit to hear someone on the back calling his name,

"Merlin! I need that escape route right now! Holly Shit, they are after me!"

The bold man - Merlin gave an irritated look as he typed away as he grumble under his breath, "They think I'm some sort of machine, I mean... We all know there are two A.I machine battling in United States... I really don't need to input into that battle field."

The woman rolled her eyes as she slide out of her bed as she let her lethal nudity body been seen in daylight. Of course, Merlin had to add a light whistle in the background.

"Laveda. I have a favor to ask, it is about Kentucky. We are short staffed at the current rate, as you may have notice the horrible incident upon Valentine." 

Merlin pushed his glasses several times upon the screen hoping the reflection of his glasses would be enough to dodge the length of questions that might be dished out from the woman - Laveda - due to the expression in his eyes. He knew very much this might be a lost battle as 'The Spider' - Laveda, had long in plant a seed among their system long before computer might existed. He still haven't even figure out what was the bug that Laveda long planted. 

Laveda stretched her body ignoring Merlin in the process as her hand reached for her phone typing rapidly among the small screen, her eyes once in a while flicker toward the screen that held Merlin's image. Merlin wasn't going to push as he learnt the hard way while dealing with Laveda. He simply sat in his spot waiting patiently for Laveda to finish her investigation. 

'Payment is a new version of your tablet. No argument.'

Laveda finished snooping around in the Kingsman server as she in ease replied back to Merlin letting her words flashed right onto Merlin's screen. Merlin groaned lightly but quickly agreed without arguing. After all... Laveda is very hard to hire.

'Don't try to track me.' 

A second sentence flashed upon the screen as Merlin sighed in the end agreeing, as once again he was defeated by the mighty Spider. 

Zip.

The screen went blank. Laveda paddle slowly around her apartment, flick and fumbling around various places. These include a few floor boards, head post, under pit of the drawer, along with kitchen. Of course, those was simply a small fraction of her total collection as the whole apartment was rigged to her own taste. Especially a room for a super computer that run on it's own energy. A safe for every room, a lot bugs hidden in every possible place and a mini jamer that can do magnetic stripping of any electronic device. Not to say, lots of weapon stash in the most innocent form of daily items. Laveda smirked lightly as knowing a lot of people tried to get into her place with no avail.

"It is absolutely terrifying, yet exciting to see you in those moods."

This innocent sentence made Laveda looked up as she smiled gently upon the tall lean man that was leaning against the door frame. She gave a cheeky grin before wager her finger gently indicating she didn't really care much.

"I know. I won't ... um... say anything. Right. I suppose. Right.... um, you know that whole Valentine thing could have killed everyone in another universe."

It wasn't spoken in a question as the man ran his fingers over his bald head before scratching the back of his head gently into a big grin smile. It was one of those ruthless and sadness mixed into one big smile that made Laveda halt her steps for a moment. She put down her bag as she walked up toward the man, using both hand she cupped up his face into her palm smiling gently.

'I know you will save me. The parallel universe isn't something you can help, but this universe, I know you will come to me, Theta.'

The Doctor spread his smile gently as he landed a light feather kiss upon her forehead.

"You are worth it. Off you go."

'You just love me that much.'

"Cheek."

San Francisco - The Doctor - Pt II

The Doctor woke up with a start. Beads of cold sweats slowly trickle down his forehead as he gasped for air, he held upon his shirt as he struggle to regain the rapid beating of his twin heart among his own chest. Slowly and stead he rolled his eyes as he tried to brush away the odd dream in his mind, yet he knew it would never happen as he recalled every detail too well in the presence of his mind. He gently shook his curly hair a few times as if attempting to ease away the memory, yet it wasn't helping much. Finally, he got up from his position as he slowly climbed up to peek at the console among the T.A.R.D.I.S for a moment. It was only than did he realized the time period he unintentionally landed among, as it had been one of time period that he long forbid himself to land among it. Shit. The Doctor almost cursed himself in the process for his careless mistake. Oh well.... The Doctor thought for a mere moment before he tried to flicker the switches upon the console panel in hope to travel into another time period. At least... less painful one, yet the T.A.R.D.I.S didn't bulge at all. It simply gave a light humming sound upon the engine before settling back down into pure silence again.

"Oh dear.... I didn't injure you right? Sweetie, come on, THIS is not a time era for either one of us."

The Doctor patted the console gently before bending down to kiss upon the panel before he went back flicking through the various switches. The T.A.R.D.I.S simply hummed lightly again before returning back to pure silence again. The Doctor grunted before sitting upon the floor as he gazed up upon the T.A.R.D.I.S. He held a fond smile upon his lips as he swamp his eyes left to right a few times as if trying to make up his mind.

"Fine, you win. Sweetie, I will visit my beloved. Happy now?"

The T.A.R.D.I.S hummed lightly this time before the wooden door of the T.A.R.D.I.S swung open revealing the world outside of the T.A.R.D.I.S. The Doctor slowly got up as he adjusted his clothing along with scarf and hat before strolling out. He breathed in the surrounding sight of the busy crowded street that were swamp with various cadets roaming around in their Star Flee uniform. The Doctor scratched his messy curly hair a few times before adjudging his hat once more as he tried to determinate his direction of the day.

The Doctor being the playful persona he held in heart, he walked passed the many Star Flee cadets while he made a face before taking out jelly babies to pop into his mouth. Once in a while the Doctor would decide to flick a jelly babies right at one of the cadet's head just to see their reaction. In conclusion, the Doctor found humor in every single thing surrounding him to be .... interesting? At least the wincing facial expression from one of the Vulcan after being the victim of jelly babies was totally worth it.

"Have you heard? The new Star Flee crew is coming together, I heard Lieutenant Misoto Lee will be part of it. He is simply a very interesting person, though not to say his loner personality do get on everyone's nerve."

The Doctor paused for a long moment upon hearing such words, he slide behind a lamp post as he slide his eyes right and left while listening. Finally he made a funny face before laughing upon himself. Of course, his beloved one would make it. He always knew his beloved one was clever in every way, though he also knew people would talk. Heck. Even he wondered at times if his beloved one would actually succeed upon a space ship. Nope. Actually the Doctor knew his beloved one would succeed. After all.... that was what the T.A.R.D.I.S was for!

The childish personality among the Doctor seem to be in full swing as he strolled through the grounds of the academy. Once in a while he would halt for a brief moment as he offered jelly babies toward various Vulcan cadets while teasing back upon their lack of able to telepathically understood him. It wasn't until he bumped into Commander Spock.

"Oui.... Not fun, I mean, would you want a jelly babies?" The Doctor rubbed his forehead gently before adjusting his hat once more while his other hand fished into his pocket and dished out a handful of jelly babies toward Commander Spock. It wasn't too surprise to see a confusing face ran across the Vulcan. After all, dully noted, Vulcan are a race that never did take humor, emotion, pop culture reference well in any form. Too bad. The Doctor was in his usual prank mood as he winked and tossed a jelly babies right into the Commander Spock's mouth the moment that tight lip mouth popped open.

"Ummm...." Commander Spock coughed lightly upon the unexpected intrusion of jelly babies, "That is very rude, sir." The Doctor stick his tongue out in a very childish manner as reply before tossing another jelly babies right at Commander Spock once more. This time Commander Spock merely tilted his head as avoiding the 'violent' attack of jelly babies.

"You lots are too stiff up, loosen up, young lad." The Doctor grin and wink in the same process before strolling off once more leaving a confusing Commander Spock behind. Of course, that included a very clouded mind of Commander Spock as for once he couldn't telepathy someone's mind properly.

The Doctor strolled along a random path, or so what everyone around him thought he was, only stopping once in a while to make funny faces at the spotless sting windows before strolling along once more. Finally, the Doctor halted upon a door. He quickly rubbed his finger upon his jacket before licking his finger with his tongue and slack those fingers right into his curly hair to try and straight things up. Once he some what manage to tame those curly hair up, he stuck his face right upon the spotless reflection glass to check his teeth for any evidence of jelly babies among it. It was only upon final fleeing thought that the Doctor decided to adjust the angel of his hat and scarf.

All set. All appearance look normal. Nothing... wild on the face or anywhere. The Doctor strolled in the room as he gazed around the cozy apartment. Odd. His beloved one seem to not been back yet.

The Doctor was somewhat lost in his mind when he finally heard the light click than sliding door sound that indicate the return of the owner. He beamed a light sweet smile upon his lips as he stood aside and lingered himself in the shadow. He watched, he waited, he halted his breath....

Finally...

"Glad to see me, Lambda?" The Doctor couldn't help blurting out that sentence as he opened his arms up to greet his beloved one. Of course, he was rewarded in return.

Not bad. Not bad.

Future - San Francisco

2256 A.D. - San Francisco

Ever since the last destruction upon World War III, the world had changed in its own dramatic yet predicable pattern. World War III left its own mark upon Earth as certain areas had became inhabitable for human. Nuclear warfare always left nasty aftermath upon the land, such repeated pattern was an regret upon the human history. Then again, human always move forward as the human race had raised another notch upon technology, along with the outcome of branching out into the wide universe had became unavoidable in the end. The first contact of outer life had changed the landscape of how human seen of the world, Vulcan were intelligent species as they taught human many technology. Though many questioned how the Vulcan had came to Earth, it was only whisper in the myth that a man in a blue police box had something to do with it; however, none was proven. The Starfleet had became the leading organization to seek out other life forms in the vast land of stars.

Misoto Lee was a very serious man as he was one of the leading researchers upon time travel throughout the whole United Federation of Planets. He was born in 2230 A.D. in Ireland, Earth. Most of the time he barely mention about his childhood as he often found it as a distraction toward his research, though once in a while he would let it slip. He still recalled the vast green valley rolling down a step hill, and just a little bit over the step hill was a nuclear created valley that no plants would ever grow among. Then again he would merely pointed that out he never could ran down the hills to actually enjoy the vast green land. Misoto was born under the heavy influence of nuclear practical leading his legs to never able to function properly. The wheel chair had became his best friend, though he didn't seem to mind it as he could boss everyone around to help him.

It was another day in the Starfleet Academy that is located in San Francisco, Misoto had just finish another long irritated talk with his fellow colleague upon the important calculation of nuclear input to activate the warp hole system. Well, in truth it was much like creating a worm hole that would allow two destination become connected and allow passage to travel. This was a knowledge Misoto never quite fully expressed toward his own colleague as many believe time warp was simply rippling through the fabric of universe with the speed of light to travel.

Misoto slowly rolled his wheelchair long the grounds of the academy, he barely even care of the chatter surrounding him as he simply strolled through the crowd. He only stopped once or twice to raised his stern voice to excuse the crowd in hoping to pass through. He ignored all the excitement of the academy students of the recruitment for the latest Starfleet crew - The Enterprise. After all no crew wish to have a cripple upon the dock when traveling in space. Misoto for sure didn't thought he would be halt by someone in the ranks of the captain.

"Lieutenant Lee." it was enough to make Misoto to actually gazed up and focus upon the speaker. Misoto was never a handsome man, nor he was ugly, he simply held a complex feature that always make people felt hesitate to engage a conversation. "I am here to inform your latest post, as to join the Enterprise." That certainly brought a bit shock upon Misoto as he opened his thin cracked lips a few times before speaking in his harsh voice, "Thank you, that is indeed a news to bring in odd moments, Captain." he said as he gave a nodding head as he started to stir his wheelchair back to its original destination.

It wasn't until the day had settle to night that Misoto actually did considered the words from the Captain as he gazed from his room. His eyes lingered upon the many design layouts upon his wall along with endless madness drawings of various Starfleet ship engines. Finally, his eyes settle upon a design that stood out from the other designs. It was a console pack with various buttons and gears that had contain many odd tubs in the center. It was only than Misoto faintly muttered among his empty room, "Theta."

Misoto long knew deep in his heart there was someone out there in the wild universe, someone that actually knew the truth behind every star and every culture that was beyond the United Federation of Planets's data base record. Most of the time Misoto almost felt he could felt or even daring to say taste the juicy knowledge upon the very tip of his own finger tip, though he had yet understand why he felt that way. He did know the truth behind the myth of the mad man that lead to the bond of Vulcan and human race, as he gladly illustrate the truth in depth to any willingly listen souls.

With those thoughts in mind, Misoto slowly strolled his wheelchair up toward his wall as he gazed upon the console design, he lingered smile upon his lips as he muttered gently, "Theta, where are you?" It was as if the question was answered as a pair of hand gently landed upon Misoto's shoulder. The warmth of the hands were enough indication for Misoto to gently turned his head sideways and upward as he smiled faintly. "Theta, the Enterprise had recruited me."

"I am glad, Lambda."

Gallifrey - Origin - The Doctor

The first time the Doctor met his beloved wife, it was an extraordinary event that he shall never forget. Soon, the Doctor notice things that were 'off' about his wife. Yes yes, one had to be clear, even as a time-tot the time lords were never simply just a child. They were child with an adult brain and vast knowledge that longed pound into their minds prior birth. They were never simply care free children in all ways. The Doctor would say he wished he was as innocent as a child to begin with, yet every Gallifrey children were never innocent from the very start.

His wife... Right. Sound about right to call Lambda his wife. It was almost an year now since their accidental bonding in that dreadful stone cell. The young Doctor was still not too sure how to put his fingers upon this whole incident, his mind was still wondering if that bond was even true or not. He was just a time-tot in the eyes of the Time Lord.

It was another day for the young Doctor as he ran up hill to the little house that been built with red brick and huge glass windows. It was built among the red tall grasses and silver leaf trees towering over the building, making it nearly impossible to spot the place unless knowing before hand. The young Doctor couldn't help being childish as he slowly and sneaky slipping around the red brick wall. He slowly peeked inside of the house through the edge of the huge window as if hoping to surprise Lambda. Surprise? If only that could happen at all...? Never mind. The young Doctor was determined to surprise Lambda.

"Spotted you." his wife said gently in a light melodic tune, it was the best voice that the young Doctor had ever heard upon the whole Gallifrey. The young Doctor couldn't help sticking his tongue out in a tease before he strolled around going into the house. There was one thing his wife lack... emotion. It was something the young Doctor figured out pretty much from day two. She understood a lot of things, yet when it came to emotion she didn't understand any of it. "Not surprise to see me?" The young Doctor asked as he walked into the house and flung himself right onto Lambda's lap as he warped his arms around Lambda's neck nuzzling gently in the progress.

Of course, Lambda's expression never changed at all as she blinked down upon the young Doctor. "Theta, I fail to understand what is there to be surprise about." The young Doctor could only sigh gently as he grumble in the crock of Lambda's neck as he explained the emotion of surprise. "You are happy to see me in the unexpected way, since I originally said I won't able to see you until next week."

There was a long period of silent as the young Doctor could tell Lambda was processing the explanation. In the end, a hand thread through his soft black hair slowly and tenderly as if it was concerning all the information while tending him in love. "Ok, it make sense, though still doesn't explain your availability." her voice came next as she finally agreed and accepted the explanation, though the young Doctor knew there would always come with a demand for explanation upon another emotion surfacing into question sooner or later.

"Lambda, you ever wanted to know what is beyond these stars?" the young Doctor pulled back just a bit to let his vision into the eyesight of his wife. The expression upon his wife was clear, it was a light odd confuse look as she didn't quite grip upon the question the young Doctor inquired of. "Beyond these stars are various life forms, different culture, different colony, though all shared the same life cycle. The same life cycle of birth to death, the same of harsh beginning toward a blossom society that would fall into the hands of war that lead to the destroy of all creation." The young Doctor listened with the wisdom his wife contain as she taught everything she knew toward the young Doctor. She was his mentor of knowledge, he was her teacher in understanding emotion. Maybe this bond thing wasn't too bad after all. The young Doctor smiled gently as he slide both of his hand onto the cheek of Lambda as he leaned in and press a firm kiss upon her lips. He liked it. Yap. Never ever shall he let go of his wife. She was his most prized love one.

Europe - Part 4

1359 A.D. Europe - Unknown - The Lost Singer

The snow had been falling gently down the sky. It made the world turned a white scenery, as every surface had been sprinkle with white salt. Once in a while a white rabbit would peep out from the ground for a brief moment before disappearing again. The birds only chipper when sun ray gazed down through the thick layer of clouds. It was cold to walk among these grounds as the snow seep deep among the shoes. It was hard to see a by passing traveling among all these snow.

The Lost Singer had once again been traveling. It was just after the Black Death that been roaming wild and free among the land, it seem the winter had slow its process down making the death not so dreadful to dealt with. The Lost Singer was in her similar states as she traveled from town to town with a lost tune humming gently among her mind. There was only one slightly upside with the Black Death in a slight downhill states, it was that business had started to pick up again. At least, The Lost Singer would state she finally wouldn't need to huddle among some muffle horrible alley with some dead body laying near by as companionship. 

"Chime Chimney~ Chime Chimney~" 

The Lost Singer sung gently as she crush through the snows with her feet. It was only once in a while she would jumped and leaped a bit as her hand reached up to catch the falling snow. Her glass blue eyes glee with joy as she laughed and spoke to her own self, well to those who were around her would seen it in such manner, yet in the Lost Singer's mind she was simply speaking to a man with leather jacket. The man in leather jacket was waving toward her telling her a long lost joke. 

'Teacher, why did the stars would always reborn into new?'

"It was to bring life again, life is a cyclical. If everything is dead, than this world is simply a dead place with no you nor me to meet."

The Lost Singer replied to the question as she giggled and blew a kiss with the motion of her hand. Her eyes twinkle with glee as she took a step forward, little did she pay much attention as she tripped over a stone slumping herself upon the ground face down. It was that moment she gazed up and notice a glee of interest in the far end of the woods. The light jingle sound of bells ringing through the winter day. 

The sound of a festive crowds. How odd? There had been little entertainment ever since the broke out of the Black Death, people were not keen on entertaining anymore as they grieve over the death of their love ones. The Lost Singer wondered as she slowly got up upon the snow, her glass blue eyes wondered around as she tried to locate the sounds. She walked and walked among the woods as she gazed right and left. It was only when she finally saw the lantern hung high upon the road that lead her to smile. Bingo. 

'Why you always think I am trouble?' 

This time the question came from a little boy, he was holding upon the Lost Singer's hand as he swung the hand gently a few times while he skip and hop upon his steps. He held a wide smile upon his face while he let his traditional Gallifrey clothing puffed lightly with each hop. 

"Maybe it is because you are too curies for your own, or was it you like to make trouble?"

The Lost Singer replied as she laughed in joy as watching the little boy let go of her hand and ran a bit ahead of her. The little boy turned his head and made a face at her. It was that moment when someone touched the Lost Singer, 

"Are you alright, ma'm?"

Next thing the Lost Singer understood was the little boy was no where to be found anymore. She wondered where that little boy went, was he invented from her mind? However, she couldn't convince herself that little boy was invented, instead she felt she knew of this little one for a very long time.

"Oh... I am fine. Does this path head to the entertainment?" 

The Lost Singer gestured her hand in a general direction as she asked. Her mind was still wrapping around the images she saw in her world. Just this moment, a odd tune jumped into her mind as it sung gently in the back of her mind. 

'The silver bells are ringing
With each passing cable car....'

"Yes, dear. I heard the songs are making the joy out of each weary souls. Not to say, rumors around the town said they have a good fortune teller among there too. You think I could see my future husband that wouldn't actually be landed dead this time?"

The Lost Singer didn't really catch all the words the young lady was saying, she only nodded a few times before she ran forward. In her eyes, she saw the little boy again as he wavered the Lost Singer to come along. She opened her mouth a few times struggling to come up with words as she desperately wanted to ask the little boy if he was real or was it her imagination. She ran after the little boy as she didn't realized she had ran right into the carnival crowd. The little boy ended up gripping onto her hand again. This time he asked another thing.

'Teacher, do you believe in fate?'

"I believe there is a time and place for everything. Is my time not ready for me to see you?"

The Lost Singer asked gently as the little boy snickered as the little boy turned into the man in leather jacket. The man in leather jacket reached out touching the Lost Singer's cheek gently as he held a sad smile upon his lips. The Lost Singer could see the weight of guilt hung upon those lovely brown eyes. She tried to reached back to touch the face as she asked again,

"Are you the one for the correct time and place?"

'Teacher, it is not our time yet.'

It was that spur moment the man in leather jacket disappeared leaving the Lost Singer spun around to try and find the man again. She spun herself around and around again, desperation was setting deeply upon her heart. Her hand clench upon her clothing as she tried to find the man again. There was still no trace of the man, nor was there even a tint trace of the man stepping upon the thick layer of snow. There was only a handful of musicians sitting near by a pit of fire while a old lady sat there gently talking to another lady in deep mysterious manner. The Lost Singer wondered if she was going crazy, than again she was always a bit crazy.

The Lost Singer strolled herself near the small gathering as she sat her own small sack down upon the ground. Her lute laid upon her lap as she gently sung with the melody the others were singing. It was among the gently cracking of the fire pit that lead her to see the little boy again. This time he was standing near the fire holding his hands out to warm himself up.

'Teacher, have you ever wonder why Gallifrey is never cold?'

"I never know~ for it is rarely cold outside~"

The Lost Singer gently sung her words as reply as she was now sure this little boy was just her illusion. She wondered if she will ever break this illusion and come to reality, than again she seem to be living in these illusions for a very long time in her life. It was as if she knew these people dearly to her heart.

"It is cold outside, would you come with me, my fair lady?"

This time.... The voice came in, the voice she longed and understood for a long while. The man in her dream. Who is he? She didn't move her head as she feared it was her own imagination again. The Lost Singer thought it was her mind acting up again as she felt a hand gently lay upon her shoulder. Her head slowly turned and gazed up to see the man in leather jacket smiling gently next to her. He slowly sat himself down next to the Lost Singer.

"It is cold outside, my fair lady, would you join me in front of the fireplace?"

The man in leather jacket asked again as he held out his hand toward the Lost Singer. She hesitated. Her hand shaken violently as she blindly clench upon her lute. She could feel her eyes slowly watering up as she lean her body forward. The man caught her in his arms. It felt like home.

Yes. Home.

"Country road~ take me home~ to the place~ I belong~"

The Lost Singer gently sung as the man in leather jacket held onto her as he rocked her back and forth gently. She closed her eyes and smiled. Home. It was something she never felt in her life, yet now... she felt like home.

Present - Unknown

30th of October
Near Midnight

The faint melody of music gently simmer through the small workshop studio down in the Southward of London. Once in a while a light hammer sound could be heard along with rustle of sand paper. The scent of fine pine wood lingered among the air.

A glass of red wine was placed upon the wood bench while a roll of french bread along with a dipping of vinegar and olive oil was placed upon a dirty apron. Little attention was given to food as a person hunched over the work bench sanding down a delicate wood carving with high relief of the wings of angels coming out while a low relief of the face of the angels.

Tick Toke.

The clock hung down upon the wall gently struck to midnight, it chime as if it was an old barrel howling gently in far distance. It only made the person looked up briefly to stretch those stiff knots off the slender body. She wondered if her mind had been tricking her as she felt the light unease in the air.

Knock Knock.

The woman turned her head letting her bundle up hair slowly slipped back down onto her shoulder as the pencil holding up the bundle rolled onto the ground. She dedicated feature frowned into a tight knit as she considered who would be at her door step at such hours. The list was quite narrowed, though not impossible for late night visitors.

The door swung open itself as strong gush of wind blow right into her face, making every paper in her workshop rustle before settling down again. She closed her eyes turning her face away shielding herself , only when the wind stop did she turned her head back wondering what did just happen. She didn't need to wait for the answer. She felt a pair of bony fingers clamped onto her chin as she was forced to turn her head back to face the intruder.

"My... my. My dear old friend. You didn't recognize this old friend?"

Her eyes gazed right at the speaker, not a tint of fear was reflected upon her dark brown orbs, only light irritation was lingering deep. There was a flicker of moment of confusion toward realization than back to confusion upon those dark brown orbs.

"Had your memory been corrupted to such degree of not greeting me?"

The male spoke again as he bit each word hard as it trying to etch into the woman's mind. This time the woman raised her hand up and slapped right across the male's pale face. A bright red mark was left behind visibly. It only made the male lingered an odd sanctification smirk upon his thin bloodless lips.

"That is more like it."

The woman rolled her eyes as she leaned back onto the work bench, her arms crossed in front of her as she dully looked at the male.

"Death, to what pleasure I owe you?"

The pale slender male tilted his head in a terrifying angle as if the neck was about to break. An odd wired smile spread across showing those oddly whiten teeth under it.

"You got 24 hour to live, what would you do?"

The woman took a step forward this time and gazed right into Death's eyes as she snorted lightly as she traced along Death's jaw line. Inch by inch she traced while her lips faintly quivered, just a bit. She was amused. Dearly amused by such statement. Death was giving her a threat. A threat he knew well that she would returned to him equally.

"I will destroy the world..."

Death suddenly snapped back his neck in the right angel as he laughed in his rightful hollow laugh.

"Figured. After all, you are time. Infinity."

The woman only smiled sweetly in such reply as she reach up and kisses Death onto the cheek as she mumbled those words.

"That is right. I am time, you are death. We are only a flip side of the coin."

Death smiled once more as he slowly faded into nothing, knowing well this conversation had once again become something in the past. Death can only kill time by natural method, he couldn't take Time's soul without a good reason....

Unknown - The Infinity

This was an over due conversation.

It was a conversation that happened too many times in the past, present, or future. The setting was always simple, yet the atmosphere was always quite formal. It made many halt their breath as they peer their ears to listen to the light words that exchanged in the air. The words that came from Death and Time.

"Give me a reason to continue let them live."

It was the same sentence, same expression, same spoken tone, and the same two people sitting face to face with each other. Death would always pulled back his black hood as he revealed his slender pale face toward Time. Time would always held that light irritate expression as her eyes glittered with gold that seem to able to brighten all darkness. Their postures would always be straighten back, hand cross on the table, legs slightly casually folded as they sat there in silence for a long moment. Their eyes would locked onto each other as the silence debate flickered through them.

It wasn't until much later that Death would slowly sigh as he leaned back onto the chair as he lingered that odd smiled around his lips to reply back to those words.

"I just like watching the chaos ripple in the timeline."

Time would always rolled those golden eyes before giving a mischief smile around the lips as if agreeing to Death's words. True. Time in the universe was a large spam that lingered into infinity. It was the infinity that lead to many wired things to fold and unfold. It was the same infinity that lead Time and Death to always debate over which shall live and which shall be distrusted. Well. In a metaphorical speaking of course, as Time and Death can't swung the blade to kill all unless something unbalance happened.

"You and your odd sense of humor."

Death would always snort on Time's reply. He never quite understood Time's sense of humor just as Time never under stood his light pleasure in his unlimited life.

"Yet, you had the habit to live among them to see this chaos unfold."

Those words rolled down from Death's mouth as Time lightly laugh like a string of bells ringing in the air. She didn't deny that little part of statement. She seen the rise and the fall of many, she still keep on seeing it as she always joked Death and her Husband bring too much fun to deny the front row seat.

This was Time.

This was the Infinity.

England - Future - Part 3

6219 A.D. - England - London

This was not expected. Totally out of the book. Totally unheard of among their long years of relationship, yet somehow this emotion was welcomed. Lux welcomed her long loved husband to embrace her in such passionate unexpected manner. Her hand reached out gripping hard on his collar taking him close. She needed, he needed it.

She didn't realized how much she needed this moment to happen. They shared a close bond that allow them to feel through time and space, yet it could never be compared toward physical contact. This was a whole different level of closer as she yanked hard onto his collar bringing the gape between them to a full closer.

Lux only wish this wasn't a dream, even though deep down she knew it wasn't a dream. It simply had been too long. She was pushed against onto a wall, the rough surface of the concrete wall brushing roughly against her back as she looped her arm tightly around the Doctor's neck. She didn't care if she will be regretting such rash decision of wanting it right now instead of finding somewhere safe. 

The surrounding was just filled with hollow echoing as the winds brushed around the hollowed ruin building, the smell of green plants meshed with toxic fume simply couldn't bothered them at all. The only thing they both heard were the beating hearts as they made love devoutly toward each other. Marking each other's flesh while their mind lingered together in the same frequency. The tight sensation of physical making love each other while their mind exchanged such feeling through their bond was overwhelming in every single angle. 

Lux and her beloved husband let out a cry in the end. She could feel him deep in her as she wrapped tightly with her legs locking the Doctor close to her. He bite down toward her flesh as she leaned back letting a low satisfied cry. Her emerald eyes rolled back in deep pleasure while her hand gripped hard onto the Doctor's shoulder. The marks on the Doctor's back was clear of all the heated love making. Maybe the grin on both of their faces was just a much better indication of what had happen between them. 

It was almost late afternoon when Lux finally regain conscious from the heated love making as finding herself laying on a building floor. She lingered a lazy smile onto her face as she leaned twisting her finger among those soft brown hair of her husband. Her emerald eyes locked gaze with those pale green eyes. "I decided I like this look far better than before." she smiled at him as the Doctor held a lazy grin. "Hmm, really? I should try keeping this regeneration longer than." the Doctor lightly teased back and reached up gently tracing back Lux's face. Though the looks among the Doctor's eyes betrayed those words and Lux knew well what he was hindering. It was his last regeneration. It was the last of the last Time Lord.

Lux smiled gently to try and smooth those emotion out. "We will live. We will united. We will see it to the end." She ensured as she had a feeling the things the Doctor worried will soon be solved. She simply had a feeling as time has a funny thing to reflect things to her mind. She is as in tune toward time as the Time Lords, yet her relationship with time was different than a Time Lord. 

"I only could hope."

"I am sure it will be fine, my love." 

Those words lingered on as Lux was yanked down again by the Doctor for another cherished kiss.

This moment was needed. Lux can worried later about surviving in this time era. She can worry later about the meat she harvested earlier today as for now her husband was much more important.

England - the Doctor - pt II

6219 A.D. - England - London

The Doctor would say he was a bit busy, maybe just a bit as it wasn't alien chasing after him with a laser gun; however, instead of aliens chasing him he was chased by mutation plants and oddly evolved animals. Geronimo indeed.

Have a humor. The Doctor would inform anyone when thinking human had reversed back to basic. Not surprising as everyday one is struggling to survive. Well technically not human, as human at this current time were traveling up in space. Most human had long escape this planet when the biochemical toxicity had became uninhabitable for any technology to counter the harm. Supernatural. In the Doctor's words were simple genetic differences, nothing over fancy, yet it seems human could never accept anything out of the usual category of 2 hands and legs. Ironic.

Anyway, back on topic. The Doctor was running like a mad man through the forest ground as he swung left right up down to avoid anything too nasty that he wasn't sure his own detoxing system could handle. Mind you. The Time Lords do have superior biology system. Not that the Doctor was going to brag about it.

"Seriously you bloody ugly out of beauty category plants leave me alone!!!" The Doctor yelp lightly as another vain tried to flung at him again. He raised both of his hand to fend himself to only get his clothing chewed away by the deadly acid. "Oi! That was my favorite coat!" The Doctor wasn't pleased as a scoff surfaced while he jumped around again. "Na na na na... You can't catch me" such childish tone and such joy in the Doctor's words as he made his way again.

The Doctor didn't mind getting lost, most of the time, yet this time it seem lost never found him - or was it the other way around. That argument shall be left alone for a bit. It seems the Doctor had no luck on getting lost as he suddenly saw a struck of lighting arrow shooting at a bull. He made a face on the poor bull, than suddenly forget about the poor bull as he saw the side mouth that it developed. "Nervermind." He wavered and went on his walk.

It seem like a long moment, or was it a short one? At least on a Time Lord standered it wasn't too long as he reached the closest former society structure. Yes. Former. As he stumble onto the cracked pavement. Now that is what he call beating the odds as he opened his mouth and gobble like a gold fish as he saw a bow aim at him, not to say the person holding the bow was his beloved wife.

"Now, what is the chance of time allowing us to meet at this point at this time of the day?"

What a lovely way for greeting. He wondered for a brief moment as he calculated the many possibilities of such odds in happening. "Not sure." He finally surfaced his answer as he clapped both of his hands together, "but I do want to find out." A sheepish smile appeared on his face while leaning in just a bit close to his wife. The joy of meeting was clear for both of them.

The Doctor happily ranted off his journey as his wife guide the way around the ruin city. Their eyes would meet once in a while as they played their inside jokes. "I found it fascinating that humans at this current age never thought of looking back on the mistake, they think it was a distance past." The Doctor commented as he noticed they passed by a former hospital site. His wife gave a meaningful look on her face as she thought back the course of human history, "maybe the words of 'history do repeat itself' was quite correct after all." She replied as a sad smile was lingering on her face. The Doctor reached out and touched her face, he could read all the emotion on his beloved wife. He really can.

The Doctor decided they didn't need to talk anymore as he gripped onto his wife's hand and yanked her close. He decided to let his emotions run free. Hell. It was over hundreds years of emotion all bottle up in this passionate kiss. He couldn't bare to see the sad emotion roaming around that beloved face. 

They danced their emotion in a wild run, they didn't care for what time pass between them. They needed that moment to express the emotion between them.

Maybe the other problems between them could be said later. Yap. Much later.

England - Future - Part 2

6219 A.D. - England - London

The wind was blowing south for once. That was rare on earth as winds tend to shift in various directions during the day. Sometimes even worst as the wind would turned into a turbulence making everything on the ground being flipped into mid air. The people on the ground have to understand the wind if a single chance of living was needed.

Lux jumped along the building edges as she gripped onto structure edge as a strong wind gust pass her making her slip slightly from her landing. She cursed lightly regaining firm grip of the building edge as she glanced around for any sign of danger. In far she spotted a few 'innocent' bulls eating a few plants. It was a blink of a second when the plants wrapped around the bull's legs. The battle between the animal and the plants were always terrifying to watch, yet Lux watched without much movement from her position. The bull let out a a low cry as the bull head turned suddenly and open up to a side mouth on the neck. The side mouth shown sharp teeth as the bull head moved in an odd angle as it tried to get out of the tight grip of the plant. The struggle of the bull only made the plant grip harder as it tried to inject venom through the tough skin of the bull. It was not a pretty battle. In the end, the plant was half destroyed while the bull barely scrapped away as its skin was turning slightly grey green from its usual brownish yellow. 

Lux was holding her breath the whole time as she turned her emerald eyes at each visible surface. She was going to take a gamble. Quite a big one too. Using the building edge as a leverage, she swung her body back and forth hard before she leaped onto the ground of the forest. Her bow was slide off from her back and gripped tight in her hand as she jumped along the root lines on the ground of the forest. She ducked her head a few times when a vine struck out trying to grip onto her. Finally she drew back her bow when crackle of light appeared charging the bow up. She saw her target. The wounded bull in her line of sight. Without hesitation she released the arrow from her bow as it struck right onto the wounded area on the bull's skin. It was just enough electric pulse to knock the bull out. Lux wiped her forehead as she made a ran toward the bull. She needed to get to the bull before the plants started to feast on raw meat. In luck. It was all she could think of.

If the day was lucky enough for Lux to get a hung onto a batch of raw meat for the market trade, than she wasn't sure about the second part of her day. "Geronimo!!!" that word rung through the forest.

Lux had just finished her harvest as she was about to climb onto a street lamp to see her way into the heart of London. That little word. Yes. That little word made Lux turned her head and swung her reflex into action as she drew onto her bow and aim it a general direction of that voice. She knew what could that be, yet she wouldn't be sure as the toxic air swapped in by the wind at times contain illusion toxic. Not something Lux wish to encounter at all.

In far she could see a shadow coming through the forest, up down it ran. It was jumping around the plants as Lux gripped even tighter onto her bow while she drew back the strings ready for a shoot. "Oh NOOOO!" the same familiar voice rung through as it finally gushed right through the forest and onto the broken paved street. "Oh my. Never understand human and their destruction." the shadow turned out to be a man. The man that Lux knew all her life.

Lux let out a low sigh as she relaxed and tucked the bow back onto her back. A smile formed onto her face as she slowly walked close to the shadow. "Now, what is the chance of time allowing us to meet at this point at this time of the day?" she asked in the most innocent voice as the man gulped down hard. "Not sure." was all the Doctor said as he clapped his together leaning forward. "But I do want to find out too." the smile was sync on both of their faces.

Time. It was something funny all the time. Lux for sure want to figure it out more, even she knew answers to a lot of things among time. Though, there is still more to figure out. Always more. 

England - The Doctor

Time is never a straight line, one outcome could lead to a string of possible events. The Doctor always was never too sure about the outcome as every time he entered into various time point he always saw something new. He was like a child, always amazed by the various beauty that time presented along with new found excitement in various time. 

The 61st century, he always like this time era a bit more than usual. It wasn't the fact lack of humanity that drew him in. Nope. It was the fact visiting his wife in this time era would not bare so much of a cost. At least not big enough to fluctuate the time line. 

The Doctor would never recommend any of his companion to come to this future, even Jack shutter badly when it was mention. It was a world living on the strongest shall survive. It was a world when blood had become the most cheapest item to pass into the afterlife. The Doctor would admit, even he had a bit difficulty walking around without some nasty little bites. He really never could dare his own life in this kind of dangerous world. 

The Doctor walked among the forest as he gazed up and down slowly on his surroundings, his sonic screwdriver held tight in hand as he wield it as a weapon even though he rarely use it like one. He could feel the plants around him slowly cave in. He gulps as he turn his head slowly, his eyes widen as a plant was hovering above his head. The plant was dripping acids out of the flower. The Doctor didn't hesitated to pick up the speed and ran. "Geronimo!!!" The Doctor yelled when he ran in his top speed jumping up and down to avoid the various plants and animals. He dare not to look back either. Who knows what would be chasing after him?

He ran and ran until he was out of breath. It was that moment he gazed up and notice he was near the London Eye. Ah. What an ironic. The once beauty of this land had became ruin of the past. The Doctor let out a low laugh as he slowly walked along the stone pavement path. Once in a while he would be stopped by some supernatural specious. The Doctor didn't mind it much. He simply greet them with his usual smile as he looked around the once glory city. What a shame. Human. Always lovely and full of life, yet full with too much desire that would lead to destruction. Just like the Time Lord.... 

England - Future - Part 1

6219 A.D. - England - London

The earth have returned back to it's original state. At least from the surface of the naked eyes it seem to return back to a habitat in the pre-humanity state. However, the earth was not the beauty that once held anymore, as oxygen that once filled the air turned into a toxic form containing high level of sulfuric acid. This combination was triggered by one of the world war massive bio-chemistry weapon's aftermath along with the already high concentration of carbon dioxide in the earth atmosphere. It had made ripple effect that lasted onward for the past 2000 years as forcing evolution in the life forms on earth to adapt. Human had long fled earth as the atmosphere were no longer able to be diluted by science solutions. The only thing that remained were the supernaturals, as they had developed various solutions among their bodies to survive this twisted structure of earth. 

The once beauty skyscrapers on earth are now bloomed with plants twisting in and out of the building structure. Plants and animals were the only thing other than supernaturals that had survived; however, even those specious had developed unusual methods to adapt to the atmosphere. Plants were no longer harmless as it was load with various wired tentacle that would lash out on anything tripped over it's own roots as it released toxic fume. Some other plants had developed a tendency to 'eat' any living thing as the plant wrapped around the living thing releasing toxic acids as the meat were savaged into nutritious content for the plants. 

Plants weren't the only thing that would develop, animals were also on the list. However, the development among the animals had turned quite a dramatic appearance changed, as some animals had developed extra origins on their body or a hybrid breed of two impossible bread into one. Take a deer as example. A deer might developed fish glans along with extra pair of horns and a wired cricked embedded tiger head on the side. It was not easy to hunt down animals for food. Than again, animal meat also contain highly dose of toxin that it would need to be diluted before it was possible to be eaten. 

Technology on earth was once the fastest blooming aspect; however, now in this twisted structure of earth technology in general had fall back into 18th century or further back into time. The most advanced aspect were weapons. Pretty much every living soul on earth carried all sort of weapons around as dangers were just simply on every visible place. 

Supernatural had long gave up the old grunges each spices held as the goal was to survive. At times a werewolf might get a bit heat headed with a vampire, but it was rare for it to actually scale into mass destruction. Supernaturals had took a slight development in adapting the toxic world. Werewolves were some of the more dramatic changes. They had slightly merge into a wolf appearance as wolf furs are clearly visible on the face along with a slight elongated facial structure, sharp wolf teeth took over the normal human teeth as it was another feature that werewolves had developed. 

Every supernatural lived in a wide spread area, only a few would form up into a pack or a small clan to keep the survival rate up. The once glamour cities had became the central hub of market trading, yet these trading only happen once a week. People were constant on the move as food sources are thinned out to a limit. Farming had became impossible as every eatable item that soaked among the acid soil would turned into a deadly plant. The only method of gaining food was by hunting.

This story starts with the sudden scream that cracked the faint silence in a eastern side of London. 

It woke Lux up. Lux was the incarnation of Laveda. The only human that lived on this planet. She would never change in structure to adapt the atmosphere as she was earth itself. Her body was naturally incarnated into this form to adapt anything on earth, even at times she thrived in this atmosphere as it contain endless supply of pure energy to supply her body. 

Lux sprung up in reflexes as she gripped onto the bow laying next to her, she crunch down drawing onto the bow while her emerald eyes gazed around her surrounding. She finally let out a low sigh. Nothing had broke into her sleeping area yet, though she knew she will need to move to another hiding place soon. 

Putting down the weapon once more as Lux stretched her body, cranking every possible bone in her body to ease out the tenseness. She let her bright blue hair swung to the front of her face before she puffed and flung the hair back again. She could feel a deep boil of frustration in herself. Maybe it was due to fact, her 'husband' had never shown up at all in this incarnation.

Lux had retained most of the memory from previous incarnation, unlike the previous incarnation it was pure fragments, this incarnation recalled every detail due to resourceful of energy that were lingering on earth. Lux gripped her bow in flash as she heard light hoof sound from the corner of the building. She drew on the bow string as the bow body faintly glowed in blue charging up a pure electric shock wave arrow. Lux didn't hesitate as she fired off the arrow as she heard a light scramble sound fading away again. 

This place was not the ideal place to hide anymore. 

Lux gripped onto her bow as she swung her other weapons onto her waist. She than gripped onto a small leather pouch on the ground as it contain 'eatable' food. She was going to trade these food for some usable medicine that could diluted the toxin in the water. With that in mind, Lux made a leap through the broken window as she jumped onto another building's edge. She gazed at the London Eye in far to consider her direction for a moment before she jumped in another direction toward the market.