"Hey, what's going on here? Who are you?" yelled the man with the long trench coat as he was thrown into the room and tore off the blindfold from his eyes, but it was too late. The heavy metal door was already slammed closed in front of him. He reached down into his trench coat and pulled out his glasses before he can take a good look at the room he was in.
"Great," he muttered. It was a medium size room with a long metal table with four metal chairs. On one side of the wall, there was a mirror and from the Doctor's knowledge, it was probably a one way mirror. He walked around the room to find a weakness, but couldn't. Then he patted down all his pockets to find his sonic screwdriver. "What the-," he said. His sonic screwdriver wasn't anywhere in his pockets.
Then the door open again and a man with a leather jacket was thrown in with the blindfold too. He ripped it off and started banging on the door. "Oy, let me out," he yelled.
"It's no use. It's locked," said Tenth.
"Yes I can it's locked," said Ninth sarcastically, "Who are you?"
"Well I'm the Doctor."
"No, I'm the Doctor," argued Ninth.
"We're bother the Doctor nitwit. I'm after you," said Tenth.
"Really? How's Rose?" he asked.
"Spoilers," responded the Tenth with a wink. The Ninth was about to argue with him until the door open up again and another man with a bow tie and a brown jacket with a blindfold was tossed into the room. Tenth helped him up and the man fore off his blindfold.
"You too?" said the Tenth and the Eleventh at the same time.
"Who's this?" the Ninth asked.
"I'm the Doctor," Eleventh responded.
"He's after me,"' continue Tenth, "Do any of you have your sonic screwdriver with you?"
Ninth and Eleventh went through their pockets, then shook their heads. "Fantastic," muttered Ninth.
"So how did you two get here?" asked Eleventh.
"Well one of my companions, Martha called me back to the Earth for something and then the next I know I was blindfolded and thrown into here," explained the Tenth.
"And I was going to take Rose to Kyoto in 1336," said Ninth, "What about you?"
"Well my companion Clara and I were at the marketplace in Akhaten, because she wanted to see "something awesome," but the next thing I know, I'm also blindfolded as well. So what do we do now? We're lock in a room with no weakness and we don't have our sonic screwdrivers."
"It look like someone or something is pulling out of our time stream," Tenth explained to Ninth and Eleventh.
"So what do we do now?" asked Ninth.
"Well if we're here, maybe our other selves will come too," Eleventh said.
They all sat at the table and waited for the next Doctor to be thrown into the room. They waited and waited until, an hour later, the door open and another one was tossed in.
"Oh bloody hell..." groaned the Ninth.
"Not him.." added the Tenth.
"Here we go again..." sighed Eleventh.
It was the incarnation of them they despised so much. Then man with the colorful bright coat. He violently ripped off his blindfold and began to bang on the metal door with his first then around paced around the room to look for a weakness, must like waht the Ninth and the Tenth did earlier. Then he turned around and faced the others three incarnations of himself.
"Well?" he asked while he folded his arms and stared at each of them.
"Well what?" asked Eleventh
"Well why am I here?" he asked impatiently.
"Can't you see that we don't know why we're here either," said Eleventh.
"Who are you three anyways," said the man.
"I'm the Doctor," said Eleventh.
"Preposterous, I'm the Doctor! Predator of the Cybermen! Terror of the Ice Warriors! " he yelled.
"Oh for god's sake!" exclaimed Ninth, "Hello Doctor! Meet The Doctor, the Doctor and me, the Doctor!"
"We are the future and the latest incarnations of you," Tenth said as he pointed to the Sixth.
"I don't believe you. I never let my future selves wear such a ugly coat in any of my bodies, thank you very much!" Sixth said in disbelief.
"You can hardly talk about coats mate," said the Tenth as pointed at his colorful jacket.
"It makes me stand out more! Makes people notice me more!" he declare as he spread out his arms.
"You do that well on your own," said Eleventh.
"Well you should talk. Your fashion sense is terrible! You look like your five!" said Sixth.
"Bow ties are cool," the Eleventh said as he adjusted his bow tie, "Besides it's better than what your wearing." Ninth and Tenth both nodded their heads in agreement. "Anyways how did you get capture?"
"I was battling Cybermen of course!"
Then the door open and again, two men were thrown. One was short, wearing a bow tie and the other much taller wearing frills and red velvet jacket. As the others look at their new arrivals, they it was the Second and Third. They both look off their blindfolds as well and stood up.
"Blast!" shouted Second, then started to at down all of his pockets until his face lit up as he pulled out his recorder. "Excellent! They didn't take it away from me!" But before he start playing with it, all of the Doctor yelled out, "NO!"
"I beg your pardon?" he asked he lowered his recorder.
"I swear if you started playing that stupid flute, I'm going to break it over my knee," Ninth threaten, and he wasn't joking.
"Well then, who might you all be?" the Third asked.
"I'm the Doctor and so are these idiots. We're your future incarnations," the Sixth said.
"Yes, I remember you when you rescue me from the Sontarans in the Seville, Spain," said the Second, "So there are seven of me now?"
"Eleven actually," corrected the Eleventh, "Not everyone is here yet."
"And who are we missing?" asked the Third.
"The Original, Fourth, Fifth...Seventh and Eighth," said Tenth, "Wait a minute, how did you two arrive at the same time?"
"We both defeated the Time Lord, Omega, but before we could use the transporter that Omega had created, we were both blindfolded and thrown in here," the Third explained, "Please tell me that you've come up with a plan to get use out of here."
"Actually we haven't." Tenth replied, "We were hoping when everyone gets here, we can figure a way out. besides we don't have our sonic screwsdrivers."
"Well why didn't you say so in the first place!" Third chuckled, "I have mine right-," he paused as he patted down his empty pocket where he always kept his sonic screwdriver. "I always kept it in this pocket! Where did it go?"
"They must have taken all of your sonic screwdriver before they threw us in here so we wouldn't escape," said Sixth.
About a half an hour later, the door opened and a now a man with a fedora, a long stripped scarf and a blindfold was pushed into the room and almost handed onto his knees. He quickly took the blindfold off and ran to the door, but it was closed shut just right before he got to it. Then the new arrival slowly turned his head and face the other six men standing around the table.
"Oh hello there. I'm the Doctor," he said.
"So are we," said Eleventh.
"There are eight of me now I presume?" he asked.
"Eleven actually," said Eleventh again.
"Just to let you know, don't asks us for a sonic screwdriver because we don't have our and they took yours too," said Tenth.
"Ah I see," the Fourth Doctor responded. He put his hands and pulled out a brown paper bag. "Anyone care for a jelly baby?" Everyone shook their heads. "Alright suit yourselves," he said as he popped one into his mouth.
The Doctors sighed in irration and the long silences began. Some paced back and forth across the room while others played with whatever they can find in their pockets or told their past selves of their adventures with their new companions.
"We can't just sit there waiting like this! We have to take action or else WE ARE GOING TO DIE!" Sixth exclaimed.
"Oh shut it Six! We all agreed to wait until we all got here. Maybe the Original can figure out a way out," said Tenth.
"He's right you know. The Original could help us, he did help me and Two over here with Omega." the Third explained.
Sixth sighed and began to pace back and forth. "I don't know about you all, but I'm going to catch whoever is doing this the second that door opens again."
"God you're such an idiot," Ninth muttered.
"How dare you call me that!" Sixth aruged. Then Ninth and Sixth began to argue until an elderly voice startled them from behind.
"What on Gallifrey is going on here?" the old man said.
"Well, looks like thing are going quite well in here," said a much younger man with a piece of celery on his jacket. They all turned around to face the Fifth and Original.
"Well? What was it? What do you want?" asked the First impatiently.
"Oh well you see um..." Tenth began.
"Oh for heaven's sake! These blindering idiots wanted to wait until you came here, hoping for an explanation on why we are here," said Sixth.
"Yes, I was going to say that," said Tenth.
"Right," Ninth said sarcastically.
"Ah I see well sorry to rain on your parade, but I have the slightest idea of what's going on," said First. Then he looked over at Six with a look of disgust and said, "Pardon me my boy, but what are you wearing?"
"IT MAKES ME NOTICEABLE!" Six yelled.
"Well that's just perfect," snapped Ninth and the kicked the door just before it open again and two men, who was Seventh and Eighth, collided into him, making him fall backwards.
"Oh pardon us dear fellow," said Seventh right after he took off his blindfold and then used his umbrella to help him up. Ninth jumped up and brushed the dust off of his leather jacket.
"Wait a minute how many version of us are there?" asked Fifth out of curiosity.
"Eleven," said Fourth as he sat in one of the metal chairs with his feet up on the table and eating his jelly babies.
"Hey I was going to say that," Eleventh whined.
"Well now that we are all here, what now?" asked Eighth.
"I have the slightest idea, but I think we're going to find out soon," said First.
About fifteen minutes later, the one way mirror on the right side of the room turned into a window and as clear as day behind the other side of the window as a control panel and the Master.
