The Oracle ran around the console, screaming at the Tardis to land safely. He was pulling levers and pushing buttons while jets of hot air billowed out from pipers, small flames licked at the air, and the Tardis screeched in pain. He didn't like this one bit. As the Tardis spiralled out of control, The Oracle was thrown back against the wall until it came to a sudden stop, and smoke filled the huge room that held the console, and where The Oracle spent most of his time. He stepped out of the doors, choking, and walked out into a street. It was pretty full. He sniffed the air. London, evidently, somewhere in the 21st century, but at just what point? Definitely early, the architecture proved that, but then again, humans were always sentimental with their architecture. He looked around, the clothing definitely suggested early 21st century, as did the technology. Probably somewhere in the first 20 years.

It seemed that there was one thing to an English summer. It was a few sunny days and a rain storm. Ben looked around the city and was clearly lost. He was not from here and it showed. He had managed to convince his parents to let him come to London. They still had control over him even now. He wander the Thames Embarkment whistling to himself as he walked. Today seemed to be a great day to be alive. He was smiling as he wandered without a care in the world.

The Oracle bumped into a random guy on the street. He was now rather worried about the time-lines, so his voice was panicked when he grabbed the guy by the shoulders. "What's the date!?" He asked, his voice loud, conveying a madness that wasn't as scary as it was intriguing. He couldn't help but worry that he might bump into himself. He had spent a lot of time in 21st century London, and if he bumped into The Doctor, that would confuse things even more.

Ben was from New York City so he was use to nutters grabbing him on the street yelling gibberish. This guy took the prize by asking him what date it was. "It's June 28 2015." He said looking at the man. "How much have you been drinking?" He asked sounding curious. There was something off about this one.

"2015, 2015..." The Oracle repeated, searching his memory for a recollection of the date. "Phew." He breathed. He hadn't been to 2015 before. "Well, thanks for your help." He told the guy, turning around and beginning to walk back to the Tardis. He had no idea why he was heading back, he knew he couldn't go in there for at least a few hours, it needed to fix itself up.

Now Ben was interested. He walked after the strange man. He thought he should follow him. It was an odd thing to do but he did so anyway. He managed to catch the man. "Oh no you don't. Grab me by the collar, ask me question, and then walk off. Who are you?" He asked quickly.

The Oracle turned to face the man. "I could ask you the same question, but instead I'm going to give you a piece of advice. Go home. Take a moment. Think about why you live there, what you love about it, what you'd miss if it wasn't there anymore." He told him. "There's nothing more important than a home... Unless of course you count a good adventure, and hey, who doesn't love running from scary things, but I digress." He said, chuckling.

Ben looked over at him. He thought for a second. "Uhh home is across an ocean so I don't think I can go back. I have always wanted adventure. Course bookstores aren't really magical. "He said shrugging. "I'm Ben. "He offered looking at the man. He was an odd duck.

The Oracle looked at Ben and shrugged. "They call me The Oracle." He told the other male, looking around. Suddenly a large spaceship flew overhead. It was dark grey, and The Oracle chuckled. "You want and adventure Ben? Follow me." He said, taking off at a run towards the direction of the ship.

Ben was about to answer with something witty but he the saw the ship. "What the... It's not even Christmas and their are aliens in London..." He said before chasing after the Oracle as fast as he could. "What kind of ship is that?"he asked quickly.

"A Judoon Rocket." The Oracle told Ben. "Bad news for you lot. The Judoon are idiots. They really don't care about safety, they follow their procedure to a T. At one point the teleported a hospital to the moon, nearly allowing the entire hospital to die in the process." He sighed as he ran. "We'd better stop them before they do anything too stupid this time, or at least be there to rectify their mistakes."

Ben just followed the guy with a clueless look on his face. Judoon? He kept running after him when he should be running in the opposite direction. "Okay not really an answer but that seems to be a theme with you. So we go have a chat with the aliens." He kept going hoping that he would not get killed in the process. "Are they looking for something?" He said almost sounding happy. He was having that adventure he had always wanted.

The Oracle shook his head. Humans. "I doubt there will be much chatting." He said. "And they will be looking for something. Most likely a dangerous criminal, probably also alien." He shrugged. "No idea who or what it could be though. At least not yet." He kept running until he reached a large building, when he heard a voice. "Sho lo co no fro go!" "They're in here." He said, going to open the door. It was locked. He pulled out a short metal rod-like object with several buttons and a light on the end. He pointed it at the lock, pressed a button and the lock clicked open. He barged through the door and continued his pursuit.

Ben thought for a second. He had no idea what was going on.This kept getting better by the second. Now they were chasing after space police? He had no idea if this was a good idea but the Oracle seemed to think so. Ben looked at the strange rod thing and watched him work. "Not even gonna ask what that was. Also are they gonna kill me and eat me? It sounds like they might do so." He said trying to crack a small joke as they went inside. "What is this place? "

The Oracle shook his head. "If you're going to follow me, don't ask stupid questions. Of course they won't eat you. They're vegetarians." He sighed. "And this? It's an office building. Must be harbouring a criminal." He sighed. "Let's get up stairs quick." He said, heading for the stairwell.

Ben glared at the man. "Forgive me if aliens are new to me!" He said not taking this from this guy."How would I know." He grumbled chasing after the guy walking up the stairwell. "I know a few bankers who need to be arrested..." He said joking or atleast trying to do so. He was looking around the office.

The Oracle stopped and turned to Ben, looking at him like he was becoming increasingly tired. "Do you do this often?" He asked, honestly curious. "I mean, making terrible jokes in times of severe crisis or importance. Most people would be running for the hills, and here you are making awful jokes about bankers and aliens killing you." He sighed, turning again, not waiting for an answer. "Unfortunately, the Judoon don't allow people to get in their way. Hitting one is punishable by death, as are most crimes, but they are bound by the laws of the area, so they can't enter anywhere that's unauthorised, nor can they break traffic laws." He explained. "Hopefully there will be signs or something that will hold them up for long enough for us to sort something out."