Just a warning that this is one of many nonexistent couples that I ship. That means that you need to be careful and pay attention to my ratings or you will get more than you asked for. Currently I am searching for a role-player who might be able to help me play out some scenarios from my other ships. This would help me greatly and I'm willing to give you credit for any ideas you come up with for the stories.
ALSO: Doctor Who, Torchwood, and all of the characters do not belong to me, I am simply throwing out my ideas of things we never saw but could have happened.(A BIG reason why I am not allowed to do any of the scriptwriting for Doctor Who, lol)
The Doctor-I couldn't be happier.
Of course Martha had just decided to stay with her family and leave me all alone, but this was a GOOD thing. Or at least I was determined to make it that way.
"Right! Let's visit some old friends then, shall we?" I chirp enthusiastically, patting the gleaming Psuedometal control panel. With a flip, counterclockwise twist, and two and a half cranks we were on our way. My TARDIS purred with pure, throbbing power as we entered the Time Stream. All at once I could sense all of time rushing by in an organized and yet completely erratic web of light. Only a Time Lord could possibly sense the numerous lives flowing in and out of the web, like short threads weaved into an intricate tapestry. The history flowed in an unending tunnel; A tunnel that would never have an end, as long as I was here to keep it in check. I, being the last of the Time Lords, had that duty to fill, and I would never forsake it.
The TARDIS' secondary shields automatically came up, protecting us from the stray eye, as she came to a jerking halt. "Now that's definitely one of our better landings, eh?" I laughed, keeping myself upright against the railings until the shaking stopped. Slowly, the familiar screeching sound of The Time Machine materializing faded and stopped. "Oh well. At least we didn't get any new scratches. I strongly, very much don't like the idea of having to fix the paint job."
Shrugging my heavy overcoat on, I stepped outside. A cold frosty breeze blew just in time to hit me square in the face, and I shivered lightly. Pulling my coat closer, I noted the snow covering the buildings that surrounded me. " December 19th, 2009. Exactly a week after I saved the world in a fashion where nobody would remember it." I mumbled to myself, and stuck out my tongue to taste a snowflake. My Time Lord senses picked up the amount of pollution and ionic bonds taking place within the compound. There was a glimmer of something else, but I ignored it, and finished analyzing the time. "Yes!" I shouted with excitement. I landed exactly when I wanted to for once! Take that!" I joyfully exclaimed, twirling to high five…
Lowering my hand, I remembered. "Of course," I mumbled, sighing. Obviously this wasn't working for me that well. There wasn't a soul in sight to exclaim how clever I was, or shoot a funny remark at me and my quirks. "Stay put, imaginary companion. I need to check in on a certain troublemaker."
With that, I turned back to the street inlet and navigated the frost and snow covered sidewalks of London. Just then, a very strange detail caught my eye. The sky was covered in unusually shimmery grey clouds. Once again I tasted the snow, but it didn't taste unique at all. Except… Rust?
I could spare time to investigate later though. After all, I have all of time in my power. Sighing, I started back down the street.
It hadn't been five minutes before a figure came dashing up the main street towards me, breathing hard, and shouting my name.
I will be randomly updating chapters for many of the stories I own because I don't feel like being orderly anymore. XD The does unfortunately mean that the chapters for some stories will be really short. Sorry! Please review with ideas, opinions and criticism. Love ya' all!