Hello, people of Earth! Tis me, Prideh! This is not my first fanfic, but it is my first fanfic on this site, and the first one that I am actually planning to finsih... Eventually... So when I abandon this fanfic and start a new one, and that's when, not if, please feel free to PM me or something, reminding me my obligation to continue with this fanfic. I tend to abandon the fanfics I start. I have never, ever, ever, ever finished a fanfiction in my entire life, and am trying to change that.
I would also appreciate suggestions and reveiws, for I tend to get seveire writers block. Like, majorly. So yes, reveiws and stuff will be very appreciated.
Just as a helpful hint or something of the sort, it's the 11th Doctor and it's after Clara (the original one) is dead, and I'm just going to ignore the whole secret Doctor thing revealed in the Name of the Doctor because I'm still fairly confused about that. And in Hogwarts, it is several generations after the books. Also, this is where JK Rowling never made the Harry Potter series, so the Doctor knows
So, on with the story!
~Prideh
Chapter One: A New Universe
"What? What?"
A fairly tall, slightly lanky man wearing the oddest clothes, consisting of a tweed jacket, braces, a blueish-grey bow tie, and a bright red fez was darting and dashing inside of an impossible Police Telephone Box that was floating through the time vortex and just happened to be bigger on the inside. He would ocasionally press a button, flip a switch, or tweak something on the console in the center of the control room. The entire structure was shaking crazily, and the Doctor struggled to keep his footing as the TARDIS was tossed about.
He finally lost his balance and fell to the ground, and everything went black as he was knocked out.
"What?"
The Doctor regained conciousness and was looking around nervously. The lights were still on, but looked slightly dimmer, for some reason. He stood up and ran over to the console, looking nervously at the monitor. He muttered to himself, "Really? Another universe? But not the one I left Rose in... How long untill I can leave?" He checked the monitor and cried out in alarm, "A year? An entire year? I have to stay here for an entire year for you to get enough energy to get back to our universe? Ah, untill then, no time travel, only traveling in space, and even then, only once in a while, and it had to be on Earth. I'm stuck on this boring little planet again!"
The Doctor turned around, about to give a witty comment to Clara, but his mouth snapped shut when he remembered. Clara was... No, Doctor. No thinking about that. You're not aloud to think about the C-word. Or about That Thing that happened on That Day. Just worry about where you are now, yah?
With a sigh, the Doctor stepped over his abandoned fez that had fallen out when he fell. He slipped over to the door to the TARDIS, took a deep breath, and threw open the doors.
Outside was a complete disaster-zone. It looked like a village from a more primitive Earth, but the air was too polluted to be when he had first inferred it to be. And in many of the buildings, large holes had been ripped into the bricks, and the rubble was smoking. Blood stained the snow all over the place, and several bodies littered the ground.
The Doctor had no time to think about what could of happened, though. Almost immediately, he was surrounded with the strangest creatures. They were all black, and sort of floated like ghosts. Their face were covered by a hood, and the Doctor was slightly thankful for that, for he inferred that their face would not be pleasant to look at.
He reached for his sonic screwdriver, but something stopped him. He was filled with compleate, irrational fear, not really sure why or of what. All he could tell was that he was terrified. He tried to run, to simply get away from that place, but his feet were rooted to the spot. As the strange wraiths approached, he felt all the warmth get sucked out of the air, along with any and all happyness.
At first, it was not too bad, and slightly bearable, but when the creatures were about five feet away, that's when things got from bad to worse to worst ever.
Snap!
The Doctor was no longer standing in the ruined village. He was now standing inside the Titanic, watching as Astrid Peth fell to her death, saving the Doctor's life.
Snap!
Now he was in the TARDIS, looking into Martha Jones' eyes, so burdened with what happened in the Year that Never Was.
Snap!
And now, he was standing outside the TARDIS, watching Rose Tyler and Tentwo kiss while he abandoned them on Bad Wolf Bay.
Snap!
The Doctor put his hands on Donna's temples, ignoring her cries of protest as he wiped her mind of anything that involved him.
Snap!
The Doctor watched, handcuffed to a rail, as River Song gave her life to save thousands of others.
Snap!
Amy Pond, his Amelia, turned around, letting the Weeping Angel take her to her husband, and said the last words he would ever hear her say, "Goodbye, Raggedy Man."
Snap!
The Doctor relived every single one of his losses, every companion lost, every companion dead, every almost-companion, and he was even forced to watch his very planet burn to the ground. All his fault.
Snap!
The Doctor was withering in agony on the strange village's cobblestone road. He was aware of nothing but a flash of light, the return of warmth, and someone standing over him. And the everything went black.
Dun dun dun! I hope you enjoyed this here chapter, and I will be posting the next chapter next week for I am mildly buzy this week. But after this week, I will attempt to write a chapter every other day, but it might prove too difficult for me to handle, so I might make it two or three chapters a week.
If you enjoyed the chapter, if there is something you would like to see happen, if you hated the chapter, or if you just want to say hi, feel free to rate and review! I would love to hear your coments!
Disclamer: I do not own the Doctor, the TARDIS, Hogsmeade, flying brooms, or Aurors. In fact, the only thing I own so far is my original character Reglia. But I do own a copy of Narcissa Malfoy's wand. Take THAT, Malfoy!
