A/N: Okay, ladies and gentleman, this is an idea which had been floating in my head for a couple of years now, and thought I would do it in the form of fanfiction. I had this idea right around before Christmas 2013, and I've been getting many fantastic ideas that I wanna put into fanfic form. I've been watching various movies, TV shows and even internet review shows that I've watched, and yes, that includes Channel Awesome, who I don't have alot of respect for anymore. Anyway, I was curious and had been wondering if I should put this into a series. With these forms of media I watched down the years, picturing my original Time Lord character, the Pioneer in these shows, films and internet shows, and it just went on and on. Until I thought, why not? This is where the Pioneer Adventures was born. This series will have alot of heavy inspirations and elements from said films, shows, and franchises I watched over the years. All these elements from almost all kinds of media will come from Doctor Who, Star Wars, Marvel, DC, Wrestling, Sonic the Hedgehog, Mortal Kombat, Tekken, video games, Anime, anything from under the sun, you name it! This little chapter here may not be much, but it'll give you at least an idea to build up the next chapter where the story really begins. This chapter is gonna take place around when Channel Awesome had just started, and yes, 2008 is where it all started. So I hope you all enjoy this little prelude, and with any luck, I might post the first episode of the newly established Pioneer Adventures. Peace!

Blackpool, UK, 3rd July 2008

It was a bright morning as the sun rises over the horizon over small, seaside resort of Blackpool, located at the North West country of the United Kingdom about an hour away from Manchester. The place really didn't have much to show, apart from the landmark of the town, which is a high 518ft high tower built more than a century ago dating back to 1894 using the Eiffel Tower as inspiration.

Over the road from the Tower, was the Promanade overseeing the Irish Sea, with the beach populated by locals and tourists alike. Every year, the town would switch on the Illuminations by well-known celebrities in the country, with the free event which usually runs from August to November every year.

It wasn't an unusual thing about this place, and there isn't one person who knows the place by heart than Raymond Smith. He is a young man, born and bred from Blackpool in his early 20s, his brown hair grown to his shoulders with matching eyes filled with life and hope.

Ray thought about what his future would bring now that he has finished college, walking through the Blackpool Promanade, enjoying the sunny, July weather as a cool breeze hit his skin. He sighed, wondering what job applications he should sign up, thinking which one would suit him.

He shook his head to get his mind off potential jobs, he turned his head to the right to look at the passing cars, not paying attention where he was going, until he banged his head against something hard and wooden.

"Ow!" exclaimed Ray in pain, holding his temple. "Goddamn it, that hurts!"

Ray held his head to subdue the pain. It took a few seconds for him to recover to look at what was in front of him. He knotted his eyebrows in confusion when low and behold, a blue police box from the 1960s was standing right in the open in the middle of the Blackpool Promanade. To Doctor Who fans, like himself, it heavily resembled the TARDIS that was used to travel through time and space.

"No," thought Ray, already find it hard to believe. "It can't be. I know this place is a tourist attraction, but this is ridiculous. Surely someone can't just put this box right in the middle of a highly populated area and leave it here. It can't be real. Right?"

Ray turned his head left and right to check if anyone is seeing the box, only to his astoundment, not one person is paying attention to it, only just going about their daily lives. Making his mind up, Ray placed his hand on the wooden frame of the box, only for him to pull back quickly when he felt some slight pulse. His eyes widened in utter surprise, shaking his head as if in denial.

"No, no, no, no, no," muttered Ray mentally to himself. "It's not real, it's not real, it's not real!"

More than curious, Ray hesitantly put his open palm on the door, slowly opening it with a slight creak from the hinges. Getting inside, he expected the box to be an empty, wooden shell, only to see what appears to be a round, futuristic looking room with a central console inside. It was impossible, like utterly impossible!

Ray promptly ran back out of the box like his life was in danger, turning around to look at the box in pure shock, unable to believe what's in front of him! No, it really can't be it! Did he not just walk into the TARDIS? As in THE TARDIS!? The same piece of machinery that was impossibly bigger on the inside just like on that show he watches every Saturday night?

Ray frantically circled around the box, trying to make sense of this madness, and why it was not at all what it should been inside. A part of him wanting to believe it's not real, but another small glimpse of him wanting to believe it was very real.

Ray took a full minute to regain his composure, before he cautiously made his way back to the box, and walked through the doors again.

From the distance, anyone can try to make out that the wooden door of the box closed on its own, before it made what sounded like an odd, grinding noise echoing throughout the whole Blackpool Promanade as the 1960's police box vanished into thin air like it wasn't even there to begin with.

How the box even got to Blackpool in the first place? That would be a story for another day.