Chapter One; The Next Doctor
Peter Smith was fast asleep on the couch. He slept there because his two little sisters shared a room. He didn't mind though because he found the couch rather comfortable and it was better than sharing with them. Except for Shadow who slept at the foot of his bed (or rather couch even though he really wasn't supposed to) he had a lot more room than he would have if he would have decided to share the pink Barbie room as he called it.
Although regardless of the fact that they were girls, and they got on his nerves from time to time, he still loved them very much. The pictures on the wall around him proved that fact. There were pictures of when he had had his kindergarten graduation (he was wearing red robes along with a matching cap while holding onto a diploma that he had decorated himself) picnic that he had with his family after he graduated.
Pictures of him and Jane playing with Angel when she was a tiny little kitten, and him giving baby Cassie her bottle. There was also that time when his father taught him how to ride a bicycle without training wheels and later on he taught both of his sisters how to do it. When he had been in fifth grade there was a bully at recess who always used to pick on his younger sister Jane because he had declared her to be a dumb blonde.
At that time he had had both of his hearts so he used his super strength to stand up for her. Even though his parents weren't pleased that he had been fighting, they admired him for being a great big brother and told him how lucky that Jane and Cassie were to have a brother like him. He had been having a dream about his school basketball team and how he had won the championship when all of a sudden his mother came into the room and drew back the curtains.
"Alright Peter time to get up for school." She told him as he pulled the blankets over his head with a groan.
"C'mon Mum, just five more minutes." He pleaded.
"Nope I'm sorry but you don't want to miss the bus. Besides, it's the last day of school remember? And to celebrate your father's going to pick you up and take you out for lunch today." She explained.
"That's right peanut, I have something very important to talk to you about today." His father said as he walked into the kitchen and turned on the light.
"Dad, I'm almost a teenager now. I'm too old for you to call me that anymore." Peter told him.
"Oh is that right? Well does that mean that you're too old for chocolate chip pancakes?" he questioned with a grin.
"No." Peter answered sleepily.
"That's what I thought, you can never be too old for Dad's chocolate chip pancakes." His father responded as he started to take out his cooking appliances before turning on the stove.
Later on that day The Doctor picked up his son and took him out for lunch just like he had promised. "So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Peter questioned him while they waited for their food.
"Something very important that is going to change your life." The Doctor began as he glanced at how long his hair was getting. "You need a haircut." He told him.
"Dad!" Peter exclaimed.
"What? You don't want it all long and shaggy for the summer now do you?" his father questioned him.
"C'mon Dad just tell me. What is it?" he asked.
"Well remember when you were a little boy and I told you that I was an alien and that you were too and that's why you and Jane have two hearts?" his father asked him.
"Yeah." He began. "What about it?" he asked.
"Well there was more, but I couldn't tell you before because you were too young. You see before you were born this group of aliens called the Daleks which resemble robots although they really are living creatures told your mother and I a prophecy." He began as Peter simply just looked at him.
"Well, what was it?" he asked.
"A new time lord which is what I am would come and fight in the time war and overpower them and save the galaxy. That prophecy was talking about you. You're the next time lord." His father explained.
"So? What am I supposed to do about it?" Peter asked him.
"Well I made a deal with them that if they would give me time to train you that they would leave you alone until your twenty first birthday when you became a man, and that's when they told me about your mother. That she would die before the next time war." He told him.
"That's what Jane has been saying practically since she could talk." Peter realized. "But how could she possibly know about that?" he asked him.
"That's the only part that I haven't worked out yet. All I know is I hope that part of the prophecy that I hope doesn't come true." He said as their food finally arrived at the table.
After The Doctor dropped Peter off at school his wife was there to greet him when he arrived at the door. "So, how did it go?" she asked him.
"Well I told him about the prophecy." He began.
"And so how did he take it?" she questioned.
"Well, he was a little shocked at first but I think he understands that he has a responsibility to fulfill it." He answered. "He also pointed out something that I haven't realized up until this point." He began.
"What?" she asked him.
"The thing the Daleks told me eleven years ago about you. That has been the same thing that Jane has been saying almost her whole life." He said.
"You mean about my death?" she questioned.
"Yes." He answered her reluctantly.
"Well she's been saying it since she was still in diapers and it hasn't happened yet, so maybe she's wrong." She said.
"I dunno Rose, I sure hope she is. I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that it doesn't happen. In the meantime I don't want you to worry about it though. After Peter comes home from school today I'll start his training so that he'll become the next time lord."