Hey Readers! OrangeGalen with a new story! This has been bouncing around in my head ever since I started watching Doctor Who. I decided to finally put it into writing, so enjoy!

BTW, the Doctor is the Tenth Doctor and his POV occurs right at the end of "The Waters of Mars". As for Ahsoka, well you'll see.


Ahsoka woke up. She was in a draft dusty room on the lowest floor of an apartment building on the surface of Coruscant. She had been sleeping on what could pass for a bed, but was really just a metal board with some blankets thrown on it with a mattress. The room was empty of decorations and only had the bed, a mirror with a water basin, and a refresher in a close-off room. A thin layer of dust covered most of the floor and you could see the one set of footprints that led to the bed. Ahsoka had fallen there last night and had not bothered to get up for half of the day.

Ahsoka blinked a few times, getting accustomed to the light shining in through the patched up window. It was around midday on Coruscant. She sat up in her bed, and then everything came crashing back to her. Yesterday she had been captured by Republic clones and was barred from the Jedi order. Then she was put on trial for bombing the Jedi Temple, which was something she didn't do. Chancellor Palpatine was just about to read out the verdict when her master- no, former master now- Anakin Skywalker burst in with the real culprit. Ahsoka couldn't believe it until the culprit, and her friend Barriss Offee spoke, condemning the Jedi and the Republic for supporting the darkness and violence. Then, with that confession, Ahsoka was pardoned and the charges were dropped. The Jedi council had decided to apologize to Ahsoka and offered to take her back into the order.

But Ahsoka couldn't. The Council had turned too quickly on her and the only ones that seemed to believe her were Anakin and possibly Obi-Wan. But even with them supporting her, she couldn't even trust herself. So she turned her back on the Council like they had done to her. She left the Temple and, even though Anakin tried to stop her, she did not return. She just couldn't. After all she gave to the Jedi Order, after all she had done, she couldn't go back.

She had wandered off into the streets of Coruscant after leaving Anakin and the Temple behind. She roamed aimlessly for several hours, and hours more after night fell. When she finally got through crying her eyes out in some back ally she held in the remaining tears long enough to go into an apartment complex that advertised "Rooms for a Night" and got herself a room with the few credits that she still had on her. Then after finding her room, she immediately went to the bed and cried herself to sleep.

When she woke up just now, she found herself in the same position she had left herself: curled up with her legs tightly held against her chest. Sitting up in her bed, she sucked in air as her muscles contracted, leaving her with very painful cramps. Barely able to keep herself from crying again, both from her physical and mental pain, she forced herself to straighten her legs and get the blood flowing normally again. Once she was able to stand up she went over to the mirror to look at herself. While she didn't look that different, bruises were showing from her ordeals and her eyes were red and bloodshot from crying so much.

She reached out and touched the mirror in silence. The mirror had a crack down the middle of it and that distorted her face slightly, giving her the appearance of having her face split. It was also more than that; it also symbolized her internal split with the Jedi Order. Now that she was gone from it, part of her had remained anyway and would always be there. Seeing herself like that in the mirror brought back more memories from various missions that she and her master-former master- had been on. Suddenly she felt some wetness on her cheek. She blinked and saw that she was crying again. She wiped her face with the back of her hand and tried to stop the crying. Stop it, she told herself, it's not very Jedi-like of you to cry.

But I'm not a Jedi anymore, she thought, and then it hit her again. She could never go back to the life that she had. She could never be at Anakin's side again or any other Jedi and feel accepted again. She couldn't. She collapsed onto the floor crying again, her head buried in her arms, silently shaking from the tears. It was gone.

All gone.


"No." Was all he said as he heard the Cloister Bell sound coming from the TARDIS. He would not go quietly. He would not go at all. He would not go to die. He did not want to. Even though he made mistakes, he did not want to give up the ghost so easily. If I'm going to die, then I'll make death work for it, he thought as he madly started pushing buttons and pulling leavers on the control panel.

"Your song is ending… it is coming… he will knock four times." Those words haunted him ever since he first heard them. The sign of his upcoming death. The sign of something else approaching. He did not know what was coming and how he would die. The only part he knew that matched something from his experience was The Master. But he is dead now, for good this time, he thought. Who else knocks four times? Nobody I know nor anybody I want to meet.

He rushed to the other side of the console and did the same thing there. As he pulled one lever, the entire TARDIS was suddenly thrown to one side and Doctor was violently thrown against one of the handrails. Wincing because of the pain, he looked over and flinched as a storm of sparks rushed at him. As they passed he scrambled his way back to the controls. What's going on here? He wondered. He managed to flip the lever back into the position it was in previously.

That solved the problem of the tilt, but then the TARDIS started shaking, more than normal that is. What! The Doctor thought as he moved over a bit and hit a series of buttons that stopped the shaking. The Doctor looked around expectantly, waiting for the inevitable to happen. He waited like that for a minute before slowly relaxing, fully expecting something to happen after he solved the first two problems. He looked at the core of the TARDIS and asked "What's gotten into you now?"

As if on cue, the shaking resumed, more violent than before. The Doctor managed to grasp something to keep himself upright, but he looked at what he grabbed as he felt it move. He had managed to grab the only other lever on this side of the control panel. He felt it start to slide down. "Don't you do it, don't you do it!" He warned the inanimate object, but as usual, the thing ignored him and slid all the way down.

The shaking stopped, but was replaced by a strange distortion that filled up the TARDIS. It looked like the Doctor was looking through a pool of water everywhere. It even felt like it, aside from the not being wet part. Ripples pressed and moved against him as he tried to make his way to the visual scanner he had.

The Doctor turned the screen around to get a better look at it and was dumbfounded. "What? What!" He said. The scans weren't making any sense. It was like time and space was warping inside the TARDIS and it was trying to absorb the mysterious energy. "How can this be?" The Doctor said, "This isn't possible!" He frantically tried to dispel the energy but the TARDIS's systems were already maxed out trying to sort it out. He was trying to get the energy out of the TARDIS, but the TARDIS was busy trying to absorb the energy, which was polluting the Time-Vortex, which the TARDIS was traveling in.

"If this keeps up then the TARDIS will be ripped apart!" The Doctor exclaimed to nobody in particular. And as soon as he said that, the rippling stopped. The Doctor looked around before re-checking the scans. It turned out that the TARDIS had absorbed the disturbance and had converted it into energy it could use. "Ah." The Doctor said as he checked the scans.

Then the lever that he used to materialize somewhere in time and space suddenly went down. Then sound that the TARDIS makes when materializing started to reverberate throughout the room. The Doctor looked sharply at the lever before saying "No, no, no, no, no, no, no!" Before he could reach the lever, the TARDIS violently lurched again as if it hit something and the Doctor was sent sprawling out on the floor. Another series of sparks shot out from all around the TARDIS and the ripply distortion appeared, but it wasn't as heavy as before.

Time seemed to slow down as the Doctor got up and at the controls again. He checked the scanners once more and was confused as he could possibly be. The distortion wasn't inside the TARDIS. He ran the check again and this time he found it, but it was inside his mind. "What." Was all he could say before gases started spewing from the vents, which made the Doctor double over in coughing. He barely had time to check to see if he was on a planet before he doubled over again. His vision blurred as he stumbled his way over to the door and opened it into a bright new world that had never seen his kind before.

As he stumbled out, with white gasses spewing out after him, he noticed a shocked girl in front of him. Or at least he thought it was a girl, she did have an interesting hat on. She must have also been to some failed tanning facility that was all the rage now days as she seemed to be bright orange and mahogany.

"Don't come near!" The Doctor shouted, warning the girl to stay away from the toxic fumes. "Just give it a minute and it'll clear up." He doubled over again coughing.

The girl came rushing to his side and helped him stand up straight. "Are you alright?" She asked.

He nodded his vision still blurry, "I'll be fine." He took the girl's hand and shook it, "I'm the Doctor by the way nice to meet you."

"Umm, I'm Ahsoka?" She said questioningly.

The Doctor smiled and his head started to spin. "Nice to meet you!" He got free of her grasp and staggered around. "Whoa, that gas must have had something in it because I'm…" He drifted off as his vision came into focus. Turns out the girl didn't have a hat on; it was part of her head. And she was orange, and her clothing was a mahogany shade. It became too much for the Doctor and he said "Oh." Then immediately collapsed on the ground and blacked out.


What do you think? Should I continue with this? I have the second chapter all written out and plan to post soon, but it might go faster if you review and favorite. :)