A/N-I know it's short but it is my first fic so…
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who. Anyone who think's I own it gets a zap from the Laser Screwdriver. Mwahahaha.
The frozen wind rushed past sending an icy flurry of snow into the Doctor's face. He shivered, not only from the cold, but also from the memories of the events that had taken place that day. The chilling feeling of hopelessness that consumed him, the screams that were still fresh in his mind.
The Doctor's clothes were torn and battered. Bruises covered the Doctor's body and a large tear on his sleeve revealed a large cut. Every time he stepped over one of the large rocks that littered the ground pain tore through him.
Another icy gust of wind tore past. The Doctor struggled to continue, weak from exhaustion and lack of warmth. He could see the TARDIS just metres away. He was desperate to reach it, needing to get away from this planet.
He stepped on a large rock. Unfortunately the rock was far more slippery than first anticipated. The Doctor's feet were swept from underneath him causing him to fall headfirst into the snow, hitting his head on another large rock on his way down. He groaned, feeling the blood slowly trickling down his head. He felt cold, dizzy and his head was spinning. Darkness began to cloud his vision.
He lifted his head and saw a figure looming over him. It was saying something, but he couldn't tell what. The words sounded far and distant. His eyelids drooped as he allowed the inky darkness to take him into the icy realm of oblivion.
So, what do you think so far? Criticisms and points are welcome. First ever fic so be nice. Update should be up in a few days...or a week...depends...