Aliens at Facultas
A Doctor!Nice fusion drabble which became a multi-chaptered fanfiction
Disclaimer: Neither Hamatora nor Doctor Who belong to me. Hamatora belongs to Studio NAZ, Studio Lerche, their writers and animators, and of course Kodoma Yuuki. And Doctor Who belongs to the BBC and to the respective writers of the series.
Notes: My idea was that we don't know everything from the Doctor's past, from his younger years and childhood. So what if Nice from Hamatora is the younger self, childhood self of the first Doctor, a younger runaway self of Theta Sigma, who went to the Time-lord Academy, then spent some time on Earth, and eventually will be returning to his Academy days, later becoming the Doctor.
Summary: There was a time when The Doctor had a cherished human family, and he was once called Nice. After some remembering of the past, it comes back haunting him, because he was forgetting a very important detail. Alien monsters were lurking in Facultas when he was a child. So to protect his friends and his younger self he requests the aid of Clara and Murasaki.
Warnings: It's my first English fanfic, so beware of the potential grammar mistakes. Slightly OOC sometimes. And it has some shonen-ai, Nice/Art and Birthrate are kinda implied.
Prologue- Rules of the Doctor
He hasn't always followed the rules of his people.
There were stuffy rules. Cruel and boring rules. Rules of superiority and order.
For example: don't interfere, don't help other civilizations.
He couldn't stand it. He was such a troublemaker.
Such a big hearted fool/genius/madman with a blue box that it filled up two hearts. So it was a given that he wouldn't listen to it.
He was/is/will be the oncoming storm, the destroyer and the healer in one package.
But you could say there were certain rules that must be kept. Rules to protect which is important and for the balance of the universe. Rules to remember, to honor his people, and things that generally make his life a lot easier: a miss-match of principles.
Rule number one: The Doctor lies. Be as it may, kind lies, protective lies, or lies giving hope to the already lost.
Fear is a superpower. It can make you better-kinder, cleverer, faster, and stronger- if you're wise enough.
Time is always flowing, anything can happen, but there are also fixed points.
No paradoxes, because of the arising complications, mainly the danger of Reapers.
To Companions there are the rules of "No wandering off!" and "Run for your life!"
And of course he doesn't do domestic! No mortgage, no fix job, no staying in one place for a long-time. He has many reasons.
Every time it comes to the parting of the ways. People leaving him, or forced to leave him.
After the war he lost his family. He was a father, a grandfather, and a husband. He also thought he lost the Timelords, that he destroyed them.
He wasn't able to prevent The Master's, Koschei's madness.
He couldn't save the Ponds, River and countless others.
He couldn't promise forever to Rose. Human life is so fleeting. One second for him is a life-time for a human.
But back then, back in the beginning, he didn't really believe in it. He was so young, arrogant and foolish, a young child. Earth was a garden of wonders and so different from home. The people here had big dreams, and hopes, they were interesting, and multi-faceted. He had a human family here, and the not yet Doctor, the young Theta Sigma, who was a boy called Nice then, wanted to stay for good, he wanted forever with them.
To be continued...