HI everyone! My name is Brenea3564. This is my very first fanfic, and I hope you all like it ='3
I first came up with the idea of making a story about the 10th Doctor, but I couldn't come up with any good stories until now. This story took me a year to complete, so I really hope you enjoy The Great Adventure.
(The beginning part of the story should look strangely similar to one of the 10th Doctor's best episodes, put up a comment to see if you can figure it out)
Doctor Who does NOT belong to me, it belongs to it's rightful owners. (The only things that belong to me are Tasha, Mr. Sternson and the other creatures that you will read about later ;))
The one thing that Tasha always heard was that she was special, but she never knew why. …
Chapter 1 – The Short Trip
Tasha was always told that she was special, but never knew why. She never felt any different, but that made all the difference. One day, she was walking down the street going to work, when all of a sudden a tall skinny man walked in front of her path causing her to trip.
"Oh sorry, I didn't see you there. Are you ok?" said the stranger.
"Yes I think I'll be ok" Tasha said while getting help from that same man.
Once she got up, she thanked him and checked her watch. "Oh no, now I'm never going to make it to work on time" Then she thank the man again and ran off to work.
Tasha had just made it to the theater to be able to bypass her boss, and got to her section in time to start work. By the time work was over, it was 10:00 at night. Knowing that she was alone in the Theater's locker room, she let out a sigh of relief in knowing that she got though another day of work. She got in the locker room shower, got her clothes on, and then locked up the theater because she was the last one there. She had always loved being at the Theater, the feeling of being on the stage, grabbing the audience's attention, getting their applause at the end during curtain call was the best part, but she never wanted to be on the stage, she loved just watching in the audience. The atmosphere of it all was all she needed. That's why she worked there, to get the excitement of every show no matter how bad or good the show.
While walking home from work, Tasha saw a distant figure in the corner of her eyes, just standing there.
At first if didn't look like it was harmful, but then the figure started to walk towards her. She froze in horror and almost let out a cry for help but couldn't get anything out, at least not anything that would sound like a cry for help. So she just stood there, like a terrified toddler looking for their parent. She then tried to run, but couldn't get the speed, so she started in a frantic pace towards her apartment. Once there, she got her apartment keys, opened the door wide enough for her to get in, slammed it closed and locked it, then went to the window to see if the figure was following her.
"It might just be me not getting a proper nights rest that's all, there can't be anything following me" She thought out loud. She went over to the closest window, drew back the curtain just slightly and looked out to the corner down the street, satisfied when she saw nothing, she closed the curtain.
"I knew it was just my imagination, I really need to get some rest". She went to her bedroom, changed her clothes into her night gown, set her alarm clock for 7:00 in the morning, and then retired to bed for some well required rest.
