Yo Peeps, GaeMasterGreen here with another story idea. I am working on BCB2's 4th chapter, there are 800 word already down, and around 672 for ARTS. This has been niggling at my brain, so I'm writing. Another first for my list: Doctor Who fanfiction. Yes, mien followers, I'm a Whovian. I can't really decide on a pairing. The whovian part of me says 10Rose, but my Yuri part says Rose x … wouldn't you like to know? Actually, as I go over this, my brain is plotting and it so enjoys plotting. Also, if you've read my fics, you know that my OC shows up in most of them. This is no exception, but I do try to limit his appearances in a fic and he should only show up at most 5 times. Any questions concerning him can be asked through PMs, becuz I get updates saying that they are sent to me. One last thing before- make that two- before I begin. Tyson Graywall has a hero complex and… Pairings include a Het and a Yuri in a weird way.

Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who, but I have two sonic screwdrivers, a suit, glasses, and a trench coat… among other Doctor Who memorabilia.

Rose Tyler was desperate to find her Doctor, but was that really such a surprise? She loved the man who had swept into her life and showed her the universe, but now they were universes apart. She tried to do as he had said and move on; she had even joined Torchwood. Imagine her surprise when she was notified of an experimental piece of technology that needed to be tested, a machine that could travel between parallel worlds. It took some doing, but she assumed the mantle of the guinea pig of the experiment. So here she was, a new device one her arm and a new setting around her. Breathing through her nose, the scent of metal and plantlife reached her nostrils and she quirked her head to the side in confusion. Where was she?

There wasn't much time for her to deduce the answer when the sound of shoes thudding on the ground and caused her to turn. Brown eyes (1) widened at the sight of a familiar brown coat and the same disheveled hair. Her Doctor in all his quirky greatness. There were two women with him, a blonde, like herself, and a redhead(2). The blonde looked to be a teenage girl, while the redheaded woman was more mature and ...um… vivacious? The Doctor froze and his own brown eyes shot to the size of dinner plates.

"Rose…" he whispered, not quite believing what he was seeing.

Rose shifted slightly and smiled. "Hello, Doctor." She was caught unawares as she was suddenly swept up into his arms as he crushed her in a hug.

Behind the two, the blonde turned to the redhead. "Donna," she started, "Who is she?"

"From the way your father idolizes her," Donna smirked, "I'd say that'd be your mother."

The blonde looked more confused. "Mother? But Dad was all that was used to make me."

Behind them, the Doctor spoke up. "And you'd be right, Jenny. But," he trailed off, glancing at Rose, who nodded, "I think we can make an exception for this."

"Makes about as much sense as anything else," said Jenny, rolling with it before her expression settled back into a concerned one, "but shouldn't we get going?"

"Get going where?" Another voice piped in. The others turned to see the newcomer.

"Martha!" The Doctor exclaimed. "Glad you could join us." He grinned. "Now we don't have much time, so let's hurry." And with that, the group was off.

They made their way up the staircases and into a chamber overflowing with plantlife and shrubbery. The five of them looked around in wonderment before the Doctor turned and walked to the glowing orb at the center. He ran over to it with Jenny and the two inspected it, though Donna took the chance to speak with Rose.

"So," she began, "how did you know about Jenny back there?"

"Simple," replied Rose, "When The Doctor was hugging the life out of me, he explained the situation to me."

Martha looked between the two. "I'm a bit lost." She pointed to Rose. "But who the hell're you?"

Rose grinned wolfishly. "The name's Rose. Rose Tyler. What's yours?"

Martha gaped. "So, you're her!" She gave the blonde a quick hug. "The Doctor has missed you, no matter how much he denies it. I'm sure Jack has too."

"Jack's here?" Rose asked, hopeful.

"Sorry," said Martha, "he left awhile back to pursue his dreams."

Just as Donna was about to say something, the loud click of guns being cocked were heard. The three turned to see the humans on one side of the small clearing in the foliage and the Hath on the other side. The only thing standing between the two armed forces was The Doctor and The Source.

The Doctor glanced at both sides before yelling, "Stop! I am The Doctor and this," He pointed to the sphere, "is The Source! It's not a weapon, it's a terraforming sphere. Inside of it are gasses, amino acids, and nucleic acids that will turn a desolate planet into a hospitable one." He popped the sphere from its pedestal and held it aloft. "I declare this war over!" and he threw The Source to the ground, the glass smashing apart and a cloud of glasses spilling out and upwards.

On either side of him, the two factions of colonists laid down their weapons, save one. General Cobb. The general's hand held firm on his pistol and he brought his arm up, aiming it at the Doctor. With a dark look in his eyes, he fired.

Jenny noticed and jumped to protect her father. "No!"

But… the shot never made it to her. A clang of metal on metal was heard and everyone was shocked to see the figure that had appeared in the room. He was tall, just over six feet, and his black jacket whipped around his calf line. His face was covered by a mask from the nose down and his wild black hair hid his right eye under its spikes. He wore a forest green shirt, whose long sleeves proceeded past his elbows, unlike the jacket. His right bicep sleeve was adorned with three red claw marks and his black capris stopped halfway down each calf.

"Yo," he said, his visible onyx eye shining. "Sorry to interrupt, but is this your bullet?" He turned his gaze to Cobb and his eye made it seem like he was frowning. "It's not polite to shoot people ya know."

The Doctor looked the man and his nose scrunched up. "Who're you? You're not exactly human, by the looks of it, but similar in anatomy."

The man chuckled. "Ah, Doctor, I should've known you'd pick up on that. You quite befit your reputation." He turned and bowed. "I am Tyson Graywall, Ascended Master of Gates and Openings and you are The Doctor, the last of the Time War."

Dark brown eyes hardened slightly and The Doctor frowned. "I prefer you to not talk about my history concerning that." At the drop of a hat his demeanor switched back to happy and cheerful. "Now, you said Ascended, yes? Which system are you from?"

"The Versal System, planet Altheria: The Third Planet." Tyson responded, pulling down his mask. His face was without any marrs except for a scar running down his right cheek. A grin was on his face.

The Doctor pulled out his glasses and pulled them on, walking over to inspect Tyson. "Yes, yes, the Altherians. I like your kind, peace promoting due to your past and never one to invade other planets. Your genetics, from what I've heard, are simply fascinating, like a hyper evolution of sorts."

The Altherian nodded. "Yes, the adaptive gene sequence helps, but we know you Time Lords never quite figured out the secret to our powers." He smirked.

"Oh yes, those." He pulled out his sonic and waved the device over the man a few times. "I take it that you know what we don't. Mind telling me?"

"Later, we have more pressing matters." Tyson pointed to the now restrained Cobb.

The Doctor frowned. "Yes, I see your point." He walked over to the kneeling general and looked the man dead in the eyes. "You almost killed my daughter, something I won't forgive. I would like to kill you, but that's not the kind of man I am, not something I would do." He stood and turned to look at both factions. "You hear that?! When you colonize this planet and create your laws, remember, base your laws on the man who wouldn't!" He turned back to the general. "I'll let your people carry out your punishment." He turned back and grabbed his daughter in a hug, laying a kiss on her forehead.

"You did it Dad," exclaimed Jenny," you really did it." She turned to look at Tyson. "Thank you for saving us."

Tyson waved them off. "It wasn't any hassle for me, though an issue has come up."

Rose interceded at this. "What issue?"

"An issue concerning balance. The Doctor can feel it too, but he isn't aware of how to fix it." The Doctor nodded. "I do know, however, and it's only slightly painful for you, Miss Tyler."

"Oy!" cried Donna, "Why does she have to get hurt?! She's only just got back to The Doctor and you say she needs to be hurt.

Tyson sighed. "It's not like I want to do it. Besides, it won't cause any permanent damage, except a mark to match the one on The Doctor's hand."

The Doctor frowned. "You want to make her a son or daughter with that machine? Why?"

"Like I said, I don't want to do it. It's to balance out Jenny." He looked at the Gallifreyan. "Look, Jenny was supposed to die and the only way to balance the fabric of time and space is to have Rose use that machine."

"I'll do it," said Rose. "If it means that someone can live, I'll use whatever machine you've been blabbering about."

Tyson nodded and cracked his knuckles. "Now," he said, grinning mischievously, "You might experience a feeling of falling."

Martha looked confused, "A fee- AHH!"

All of them suddenly slammed into the ground, only Tyson remaining on his feet as the others landed on their rears. They looked around and before them, was the machine. Tyson helped Rose up and led her to the machine, motioning for her to put her arm in the slot. She followed his commands and soon cried out in pain as the device dug off her skin and extrapolated it. With a hiss, the doors to the machine opened and a dark haired teen stepped out, wearing the same fatigues as Jenny.

"Hello," she said. "Who're you?"

The Doctor swooped in and quickly explained the situation to her before looking at Rose. "Hey Rose, what do you want to name your daughter?"

Rose looked up from the mark on her hand and smiled. "How about…"

End of Chapter 1.

(1) I checked

(2) I will not debase gingers

So, a cliff hanger… okay… don't shoot me. I didn't know what to call her, so either I get a name from y'all or I plot up one in my free time. Now, concerning Tyson. To see what he looks like… I drew him… a few times. He's on my deviantart page and it's super easy to get to. Just take my username here and use it to replace the www. part of www. deviantart .com. It should pull up my home page and you just enter my gallery. The latest update has info on him, what his powers are, a cool looking pose, etc. You can view my other OC's and stuff, but that's up to you. For now… This is GateMasterGreen, Signing off!