(Note: There is not much violence or injury in this scene but there could be in future. You have been warned. I do not own Doctor Who or have anything to do with it sadly. Also, this is my first fan fiction so reviews appreciated. J Thank you! )
The 11th Doctor groaned, his hand reaching towards his forehead where there was a fairly deep cut. With blurry vision he looked around in confusion "W-where am…" he began to mutter to himself before some of his memory began to return. He was in the TARDIS, it had been crashing. That made sense since he now sat on the floor of his beloved time machine and was leaning against the control panel. Why it had crashed was still a mystery though.
The 1000 year old alien slowly got to his feet, careful not to move too fast in case he fell unconscious once more. "Well old girl; what have you done to yourself?" he muttered, sighing as he considered how long it would take to repair her. 5 days? Maybe even a week! The timelord hated being patient. Too boring. "Guess I'll see where you've brought us today." the Doctor decided, straightening his bow tie and opening the doors with a click of his fingers. He had almost forgotten about the pain in his head, curiosity taking over once more. As the timelord walked silently outside of the doors he found himself in a dense forest of what seemed to be oak, vines winding around most of the trees. The Doctor tried to sniff the air to pick up clues of where he was then continued to say to himself, "Earth. Wait, no- something is wrong. Very wrong." Before he could consider this the sound of rustling leaves came from directly behind. "Who's there?" the Doctor questioned, glaring into the dark unknown as he waved around his sonic screwdriver.
A pair of eyes were watching him, narrowing as he turned. They were interesting human shaped eyes, the right iris light blue and the left an emerald green. What caught the Doctor's attention was the fact they almost glowed as the dim light of his screwdriver hit them, much like a cat. The creature whimpered, obviously scared of the stranger and leaped off into the forest. "Stop! I don't want to hurt you!" he exclaimed, following at a fast pace. He didn't want to frighten the creature, however the timelord felt he had to see if it was human and if it was where on the planet they were. The Doctor felt himself slow down, panting although he hadn't been running for long. A feeling of dizziness overtook him and it was only then he remembered the gash on his forehead, blood trickling down the side of his face. The world began to grow dark, the Doctor stumbling then falling to the floor. Inside his head he was telling himself off, "Shouldn't have run while losing blood, Doctor! You should have looked at that wound. Silly mistake."
Suddenly, just before the timelord fell unconscious he saw a silhouette above him. Its blue and green eyes stared into his until the Doctor finally fell asleep…