• Taurus ran off with the other tribesmen and women. That was one reason why they were falling apart probably. Something bad happens and they don’t do anything about it.

    “Come on.” The Doctor said.
    We ran outside the village and saw Merlin walking away from the village.
    “Hey!” the Doctor yelled.
    Merlin turned and saw us. He quickened his pace but the Doctor held up his pen thing and pointed it towards Merlin. Suddenly he wasn’t Merlin anymore; he was some weird alien thing…surprise, surprise.
    “Two questions,” I said as we ran towards the running alien, “One, what is that alien? And two, what the heck is your lucky pen really?”
    “Sonic screwdriver comes in handy at times like this.” He held up it again and the alien fell to the ground. It struggled to get up, but it seemed stuck.
    “And that,” he said as he put his screwdriver away, “Is a Zygon.”


    “Zygon? Care to explain more?”
    “A Zygon is a shapechanging humanoid. It can shape shift into anything or anyone it likes. But…” he said as he kneeled down next to the Zygon, “…they have to keep the subject alive in order to do that. Where is the actual Merlin?” he asked the Zygon.
    “Why should I tell you Doctor?” it asked with its raspy voice, sort of reminded me of Voldemort in the first Harry Potter movie.

    Anyway, before I get too much into the topic Harry Potter, its best if I get back to the story.

    After a while, the Doctor somehow got the Zygon to show us. We went to the Tardis, and Zygon told him where to go.
    “Are you sure it’s safe…I mean to have the Zygon on board?” I asked.
    “No, I’m not sure.” He answered.
    I sighed, “Then why are you doing it?”
    “Do you want to save Merlin and meet him or not?”
    “Yeah…but,”
    “It’s the only way to find him, so stop trying to tell me what to do and let me do my job.”
    I stood there in silence, “Somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed.” I thought.
    I sighed, “I’m not telling you what to do, I’m just using common sense. You know, just because you’re an alien who travels through time and space, it doesn’t make you better than everyone else. And think about it, it doesn’t seem like a good idea to bring an enemy on board.”
    He just ignored me and pulled the lever down anyway.
    The Tardis shook like an Earthquake as usual. I just hope that I was wrong about the Zygon.


    The Tardis stopped and the Zygon showed no clue on if it was tricking us or not…then again I couldn’t really tell. I wasn’t an alien expert yet.

    “You first,” the Doctor said to the Zygon as he opened the door. It walked out with us behind him. When we least expected, it took some kind of device out and teleported back into the Tardis.
    “No!” the Doctor exclaimed as he ran to the door and tried to unlock it. But it was too late. The Tardis had already disappeared.