Hi this is my first story and I have no experience at all yet so please be gentle and be aware that englisch is not my mother thoung, thank you. And to the story, it was just a little something I thought of in psychology, please tell me what you think and if I should continue this.Disclaimer: All of the characters belong either to BBC or Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett.

Enjoy.

Everything was silent and dark on the blue spaceship, it's occupants sleeping tightly, wich in the Doctors case was a very rare sight.

He was dreaming, dreaming of long forgotten memories.

In his dream it was dark, he was falling down, down to where? He did not konw and didn't know if he wanted to konw. After a few moments of complete silence his back suddenly burst into agonising pain, it spread like fire over parts of his nack he didn't even know he had and then it was gone in white flash of light, it was gone, along with the suffocating darkness of his surroundings, replaced by the view out of a gate into the wild.

This time he wasn't alone, a man stood next to him, well above him as he appeared to be lying on the ground. As the Doctor took a closer look at the strange man he noticed it wasn't a man at all, the being next to his current position, clad in a withe robe, holding a flaming sword was actually an angel, the large, pristine white wings on his back and the shining halo over his head making it fairly obvious.

The angel seemed to be talking to him but the Doctor couldn't make out what he was saying to him and the next second the image was replaced by that of a young girl holding an apple.

She looked at him with her big, brown questioning eyes as if he had the answers to all the questions in the whole universe.

And then she bit into the apple.

Now the visions begann to gain in speed and flashed faster and faster through his mind.

With a startled cry he sat up, eyes wide open staring directly into the worried hazel eyes of his companion.

"Are you alright Doctor? I heard you scream." she said concerned. He just looked at her still in a daze from the reawakening memories. "Doctor? Doctor, please look at me." she said again and he did, his eyes trailing up until they met hers. "Oh my god! What happened to your eyes!?" she nearly screamed shocked. "Hmm?" came his very first reply since awakening. "They're yellow and you're pupils look like that of a snake." she told him and true it was, his once chocolate brown eyes had now turned a golden yellow color, his once round, wide pupils having become small and slit like. "What? But..." he stood up and went through the door connecting his room with his bathroom, looking into the mirror he saw what his beautiful flower had seen and another wave of memory hit him.

Comming out of the bathroom again after what felt like hours to her he exclaimed "Rose, I think this is going to be very complicated."

Okay so what are your thoughts on this chapter? Should I continue? Plrase leave a review and tell what I can do better.

Until hopefully next time

Shadownebula