Dr Who: The woman within
I gasped, extreme light blinded me to my surroundings, every nerve of my body was suddenly alive with such intensity that I could do nothing but allow it to flow violently through me. My memories took longer to awaken, they were like dreams hidden by soft swirls of smoke and there were so many of them that I had to force myself to stop the download it was creating in my brain. Instead, I forced myself to remember what had happened to me most recently and that memory came back in full nightmarish clarity. Now I jolted upright from where I was laying, death? I was dead in that memory, I had dragged myself here to this spot, blood covering my body, deep penetrating wounds from the fight with the metallic creatures of my past. My hand tightened on the weapon beside me, damn it, it was merely a screwdriver. My eyesight cleared and I stared at the room around me, and I was comforted by it, the Tardis! My home. I was Dr Who and I had regenerated. I knew that immediately, my body seemed alien as it had in the past. This seemed different, what was I this time, I wasn't sure, but everything felt so different I felt in complete opposition to my conscious memory of what I was once. I slowly got up, my clothing hung on my body strangely, it felt awkward, I was obviously slimmer than my last form. I looked down and gasped: well, that was new, and completely surprising, as well as original, I had breasts. I said suddenly and loudly in the empty space of the Tardis, "Oh My, Im a WOMAN!"
I took my time moving round the Tardis, I even walked differently now and for some reason the whole place looked extremely dirty. I went into one of the ante-chambers generally used by any companions that joined me and went through the clothing some had left behind, but I could not bring myself to wearing a dress, so I slipped on some jeans, a shirt and a loose coat that I felt my previous form once loved. It was grey and baggy, a man's jacket and I loved it. Now to find out where I was because it was obvious that the Tardis had come to a stop. The machinery around me was quiet, lights on but no processing was occurring and the monitor over the main control panel was blank except for one word and some numbers: Earth, 2025.