This is another Superwholock thing, but there might be one or two characters from other franchises placed here and there, but I promise I will explain why everyone is all together in one place.
And I do not own any of the characters within this, all rights go to their respective companies.
Now, as a wise man once said, allons-y!
"Urgh" Dean Winchester muttered as he came to, trying to rub his forehead but he found himself quite thoroughly immobilized. He looked up to see a skinny woman with a single braid of platinum-blonde hair standing over him.
"Did I get really drunk last night or something?" he asked, frowning at her.
"Oh, sure Dean." His brother Sam said. "You got drunk and then frozen solid to a wall!"
The two of them where attached to the wall by having their arms frozen directly to it.
"It's nothing personal," The woman said in a fierce, commanding voice. "My employers simply instructed me to use you as bait, so I got some Zoastrian shadow spirits to knock you out."
"Bait?" Dean asked. "Who the heck would come to rescue us?"
CRASH
A loud clatter pierced the scene as, across the dark cavernous room, a tall, Stetson-clad silhouette stood across the darkness from them.
"Sorry," A rich, deep British voice said, "Was that your altar? I knocked into it on the way in here."
"And you must be the Doctor." The woman said. "I've been expecting you."
"Well, now that's odd." The Doctor responded. "Because I didn't expect to be coming here."
The figure stepped into the light, revealing a rich mess of curly-brown hair, a broad yet cheesy grin, and a long, colorful scarf.
"Would you like a Jelly Baby?" He inquired, proffering a bag of sweets to the mysterious woman.
"What's this?" The woman asked. "A sad attempt at poisoning me?"
"Just being polite, you know." The Doctor said, popping a gelatin confectionery into his mouth. "Wars have been started over less."
"I'm sure." The woman said in a patronizing tone, before holding up her left hand to point at the Doctor. A gale of ice and slush flew towards the Doctor, who dove out of the way and into the darkness of the room.
Sam and Dean exchanged puzzled looks. If the Doctor really had smashed the altar, then the shadow spirits should be attacking their captor.
As if reading their mind, the Doctor's voice issued from the darkness, saying, "Do you want to know something?"
The girl sent a blast of ice into the darkness towards the source of the Time Lord's voice, but evidently it missed its mark, for the Doctor continued, "Shadow spirits really love Jelly Babies."
At these words, one of the candies flew through the air towards the cryogenic woman. She shrieked as she leaped away from the candy, and it was torn into nothingness before her eyes. She blindly fired a blast of ice in front of her, and then raced from the room.
"How-" Sam began.
"Those things are known as Vashta Nerada," The Doctor said, tossing jelly babies onto the ice; the Vashta Nerada cut through it and broke the Winchesters out without harming them. "All you have to do is know the right chemical and you can control them, and reinforce your bag so they don't rip it out of your hand. Well, don't just stand there!" the Doctor said, standing there nearly-motionless until he finished talking, "We've got to catch her before she destroys my dog!"
"Dog?" Dean said incredulously. "Seriously?"
Meanwhile, down the hallway, a chipper mechanical voice proclaimed "Halt!" To the fleeing woman. She saw a single rectangle of red light peer out at her from a position low to the floor. She instinctively blasted the source of the light with ice, but the source of the light anticipated her move and sent a laser at her left hand as she was firing. The impact caused her to jerk her hand away in pain, and she instinctively rolled to the side, into an adjacent room. She spun into the corner, and shot a sheet of ice onto the floor. When her pursuer entered after her, it spun out on the ice. The girl ran out of the room and back into the hallway.
Behind her, Dean raised his gun, pointing it at her back.
"Don't." The Doctor said calmly, but he hastily batted Dean's gun down. It discharged, and sent a bullet flying towards the retreating figure. The supersonic slug of lead grazed the side of her right leg, destroying more of her jeans than her flesh, but a substantial amount of blood splattered on the wall nonetheless. The girl fell, and hastily held her right hand over her leg, and used a sheet of ice to bandage her wound. She popped up, and raced through the door at the end of the hallway, ducking underneath a blow from a heavy pipe, courtesy of Sam. He bolted after her, hurling the pipe at her back like a javelin. She simply spun around and blasted the pipe at the apex of its trajectory; the pipe was deflected off to the side, and landed on the floor with a clatter. The girl raced to a stairway, and leapt deftly onto the railway, which froze under her feet in such a way that it was wide enough for her to slide on. Whilst doing so, she froze the steps next to her, creating an icy slide that she sealed up on the end, so it formed a one-way trip to the wall.
"Come on, you two!" The doctor said, taking off his scarf as he ran towards the window, flinging it open the moment he reached it. The Winchesters followed curiously. The Time Lord shoved his hat onto Sam's head, and handed Dean one end of his scarf, saying, "Hold this very, very tightly." He then repelled out the window, using his scarf to break his fall before dropping the remaining distance to the ground. He ran around the building.
"You sure it's the same guy?" Sam asked Dean seriously, removing the Stetson. "The same Doctor-?"
Meanwhile, the fleeing girl raced through the empty streets, struggling to keep her speed up and her footsteps quiet. She turned around another ubiquitous corner-
-and came face-to-face with a tall wooden blue box. The words Police Public Call Box leered out at her like the flash of a handgun down a dark alleyway.
"I'm not going to hurt you." The Doctor said, holding the Jelly Babies in his hand. "I just want to talk."
"That's good, because I've got something I need to tell you, Doctor." The girl said. "My name is Elsa, and everything around you is impossible."
She slammed her right foot into the ground, and icy spikes shot up at the Doctor, who leapt backwards out of the way. Elsa spun around and ran towards the TARDIS, icy steps freezing into existence under her as she ran, so that she raced right over the Type 40 time capsule and kept on running.
The Doctor stared after her in bewilderment.
Yes, I did research, and yes, Elsa is left-handed, so I portrayed her as such.
Also, the phrase "Gelatin confectionery" is actually what Spock called the Jelly Babies in the Star Trek/Doctor who crossover Assimilation2
And, as I'm sure you've never heard any other fictioner say if you hang around this site, please review because it really helps me improve my writing. I also appolizige for the relative brevity of this chapter, the next one should be much longer.