Doctor Who The Shattered Dimension
The Disaster at Outpost 6
Chapter 1
Clara Oswin Oswald battled to stay upright as the TARDIS shock violently. She grabbed onto the console as it exploded with sparks and flame. The smoke it threw up made Clara's eyes water.
"Oh come on" she sobbed as she flipped the switches on the console. "Come on please let me have control over you?"
She looked over at the floor and saw the pile of dust that was the remains of The Doctor. His regeneration had gone wrong and his body became over whelmed with energy. The regeneration energy had consumed The Doctor's body and destroyed it.
Turning her attention back to the console. Clara began to play with switches and buttons, in the hope that she could get the time machine back under control. However the TARDIS carried on shaking and blowing up.
"Is this it?" thought Clara. "My Death?"
The TARDIS shock with such force that it sent Clara flying, only the sort distance to the steps up to the main doors. The pain in the back of Clara's head was unbearable. However as she sat upright she saw a blind white light moving towards her.
"Not this way" she begged. "PLEASE NOT THIS WAY!"
She closed her eye and held her breath waiting for the wall of light to take her.
"Clara"
"Clara!"
Clara opened her eyes to find herself still lying on the floor of the console room. This time she was looking up into two lovely brown eyes.
"Clara?"
The brown haired girl smiled as she the other person backed away and their face became more focused. However the ginger hair made it very easy for Clara to identify them.
"Amy?"
Amy Pond smiled. She stood over Clara wearing a red tartan blouse and tight blue jeans, a look of worry was edged into her face.
"You ok? You went all weird when we flew through the nebula".
Clara jumped up and moved over to the console. She played with a few buttons on the console, and then looked the scanner.
"Local temporal disturbance" she said. "Can make one a bit giddy".
"River Song and The Doctor would be so proud right now" said Amy as she walked around the console. "You could easily pass as a Timelord".
"Well it was the TARDIS who picked me as its new owner after The Doctor died" said Clara with a smile.
There was something about the temporal disturbance that had grabbed Clara's attention, something huge.
"This doesn't look like a normal temporal disturbance, in fact I would say that somehow the fabric of realty has been ripped open".
Amy came and stood beside Clara and studied the screen. She placed an arm around Clara in a surprisingly intermit way.
"Is that what made you pass out sweetie?"
Clara's head was still pretty foggy, however she was able to work out that the disturbance, or whatever it was? Might have been the reason why she blacked out.
"I wouldn't like to really guess" Clara said as she lightly tapped the screen with her fingers. "But even The Doctor wouldn't discount that as a theory".
Amy turned and looked at Clara. She could see that her company and lover was still not quite with it.
"Are you sure your ok love?"
"Still slightly fogy in the head. But it's slowly coming back to me".
Amy gave Clara a squeeze and a quick peck on the cheek.
"Why don't you go have a lay down, clear you head a bit? I will keep an eye on things up here"
Clara smiled and the nodded. For some reason she somehow knew that arguing with Amy would end in her losing.
"I will have an hour and that's it" she said firmly before heading down the steps towards a door that would take her into the depths of the TARDIS.
"See you in an hour then" said Amy as she sat down in one of the chairs and picked up the book that lay on the floor beside the chair.
Clara sighed, admitted defeat, and left for her bedroom.
Clara entered her bedroom. It was painted in a simple cream colour. The furniture was also pretty basic. Two large oak wardrobes stood either side of the door. Both unpainted and in their original varnish. On either side of the room were white dressing tables both cluttered with beauty products. In the centre of the room was a king size bed with dark green sheets draped over it. The bed was freshly made and at the bottom of it laid a white silk nightdress and a plain pink nightdress.
"Of course" muttered Clara as everything finally fitting into place. The room with two women's night clothes on the bed, the two separate dressers and wardrobes, the way Amy was acting around Clara back in the console room.
"Amy are me are in a relationship" gasped Clara as she walked over to the dresser on the left and picked up a picture of her and Amy.
"How could I forget something like that?"
Clara sat on the bed and kicked off her boots before threw her legs up onto the bed. She lay back looking up at the ceiling. She let her mind drift off and slowly closed her eyes. However her eyes didn't say closed for long.
"Generated focus point!"
Moments after getting up and putting her boots back on. Clara had raced back to the console room and up the steps to the console.
"I worked it out" she said playing with the controls. "Someone was generating that disturbance. It wasn't localised at all".
"What?" asked Amy as she took her glasses off and got to her feet. "What are you saying?"
"Someone is generating that disturbance...No sorry anomaly".
"Anomaly?" asked Amy as she once again joined Clara at the console.
"Someone or something is generating that anomaly and I want to know why?" answered Clara as she ran around the console and flipped a few switches.
"Focusing the scanner beam, cutting out normal back ground radiation spikes, low level EM field detectors on, and amplifying the temporal receptor".
"Is that Clara speaking or the TARDIS?" asked Amy.
"It's me. But I have most of the Timelord know how in my brain, remember?"
"I do know that" huffed Amy. "But I am still confused on how your human mind could assimilate all that..."
"No time for that Amy-Pie" said Clara with excitement. "I have localised the signal".
Running to the flight console she set the coordinates a then pulled down hard on a leaver.
The TARDIS jerked about. It span through space at speed, just like a bullet that had just been fired. Its target was a small white planet located only a few light-years away from the nebula.