A/N: This story is going to be "Doctor-lite", but nevertheless I tried to make it interesting for you. And besides, the characters of different people are going to be used... Please Read and Review! It's really precious for me.
This time the new incomer was a true temptation for the Devors, who were the guards of this place. This creature was very young, as well as the rest, and it pulsed with life. The guards who held him hardly tamed their wish to take their gloves off and absorb all the juices of youth out of this kid. But if they didn't want trouble, they were to show the creature to their bosses.
Though this one was a boy, and boys were not as tender and soft as girls, he would've definitely become a fine meal. Skinny, without any extra fat (Devors hated it when there was too much), and unconditionally warm to the core.
"Already mouthfuls of saliva?" the boss asked. "You will have the remains. I have to check this one first".
"Remains?" one of the guards groaned.
"Remember who the main is". The boss stepped towards the boy, observing him. "So, do you know why you are here?"
"Guess I do. But do you know who I am?" The kid smirked. This expression fitted him well - such a scruffy-top, dark-hair, dark-eyes and all cheekiness would've seem incomplete with any other one.
"A human-alien hybrid bred with the target of invading Earth and infecting the human race with alien genes", the boss replied indifferently.
"This is called evolution! And I was not 'bred'!" the boy snarled. "If I tell you the truth, you'll regret about your words!"
"What are you going to tell me?"
"I - am - the Doctor!"
"Doctor Who?"
"The Doctor!" the child replied, smirking even wider. "What? Never expected that, brainpudding? Count my pulse! TWO hearts!"
Finally something similar to an emotion showed itself for a moment on the boss's face. Worry, suspicion and a teeny weeny bit of fear. But the kid didn't stop at this.
"That's the trouble with regeneration. You never quite know what you're going to get. Two heads, or none at all. But this time I managed to switch back in some sense. That body was young and agile and strong... well, okay, perhaps I got too young, and some habits remained, but I'm not going to complain much... Ack! Are you going to choke me?"
The boss's fingers circled the kid's neck, feeling the arteries (some of the Devors recalled the taste of still living blood and twitched, having got a small electric shock for that). If that was the Doctor, though it definitely was nonsense... Wait. The kid's pulse differed from normal. Not lub-dub, lub-dub, but tu-tu-tu-tump, tu-tu-tu-tump - two times faster than normal. One more difference - or approval? - followed: the boy's dark brown eyes had weird golden sparkles in them, which for some moments turned into two vortexes.
"I'll deal with you later. Get him to the rest!"