Doctor Who – 50th Anniversary:
The Trouble with Time
"Oh, hello there sweetie! Professor River Song here, speaking to you from beyond the grave! I know you know all about me, truth is…I know all about you. But let's not lie, you're not interested in me are you now sweetie? Why, you're interested in my husband…The Doctor. Well boy do I have a tale for you! So sit back, relax and enjoy the story of The Doctor's final adventure!"
"Our story begins with a dream, actually, I think it'll be better if I let them tell you the story, enjoy!" Clara was lying asleep on her bed having a recurring nightmare that had been invading and destroying (well what was left of) her sleep cycle, every night she had the same bad dream, she saw the Doctor in the TARDIS begging for mercy in agonising pain, she saw the TARDIS plummeting through the vortex at immense speed, but most scary of all she saw herself…scared, lonely and in danger.
"DOCTOR!" she screamed as she awoke from this nightmare, she ventured downstairs to prepare breakfast for Angie and Artie, when suddenly, she heard the Doctors principle "four rings" on the doorbell. "Thank you!" she whispered looking up to the sky, the moment she opened the door he came bursting through "Clara, I need your help!"
Before she could respond he had already dragged her into the TARDIS "Umm Doctor" he ignored her, "Doctor?" she tried again, still without answer "DOCTOR IT'S HALF SEVEN IN THE MORNING, I'M IN A DRESSING GOWN AND YOU WONT TELL ME WHAT YOU NEED HELP WITH!" This, caught his attention "Oh, yes sorry" he paused and gazed at the monitor before continuing "Clara, something is coming to get me, I don't know what it is, or what it wants, all I know is, it's behind you"
Clara turned around quickly and was terrified by the sight of a 6 foot tall creature, with red eyes, a black cloak. It made a sort of croaking sound, accompanied by heavy breathing before it began to communicate: this is all in your head Clara Oswald, the timelord cannot hear us, if you value his life you will listen and act natural, do we have a deal? Clara wasn't sure how to react so gave a small nod well, to ensure that I have your full attention; I will make your nightmare a reality! The creatures eyes began to glow and the Doctor began to fall in pain, but unlike the dream he turned into a million tiny atoms, Clara looked at the demon-like creature and snarled "WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" The creature just smiled number eleven has been collected, begin harvesting the companions, Clara began to run to the endless corridors, but remembered that the creature would discover the Doctors identity if it followed her, so she let it take her.
The creature took her to a dungeon like room full of drippy walls and solid concrete blocks, she wasn't alone in this room, all the Doctors companions were here, Jo Grant, Sarah-Jane Smith and even Rose Tyler. "What's going on?" asked Sarah-Jane, "I was just defeating a robotic-mummy with the Doctor and then this thing arrived!" Rose looked even more confused "Wait, haven't we met before? Sarah-Jane isn't it?" Sarah-Jane looked at her as if she was mad "I can't say I know who you are my dear?" Then it hit her "Wait, you were older, were all from different timelines! The Doctors timeline has been tampered with!" Clara began to walk over to her "And who are you?" Clara gave her a look as if to say "either shut up or bring it" but Rose wasn't scared "I'm Rose Tyler, the big bad wolf" Clara's expression remained blank "I'm Clara Oswald, the impossible girl, the woman twice dead, the girl born to save the doctor, soufflé girl!" Rose gave out a fake laugh "Okay, you listen and you listen good yeah? I'm in charge…alright?"
The tension was brewing up in the room so Jack protested, "Ladies, Ladies, please, if you want someone to fight over, you can always fight over me!" Jo Grant stepped in before the fire spread even more "I…umm…think what…umm…the captain is trying to say is…umm…we can't save our Doctor or any Doctor for that matter if all we're doing is fighting amongst ourselves, so I elect…Sarah-Jane as leader" Clara and Rose both looked appalled "SARAH-JANE?!"
There was a loud bang on the door and a large sontaran battle fleet flooded the room "This battle-fleet is under the control of Rassilon and the imperial monks of the towers of marilion! Come with us peacefully and your deaths will be quick and merciful!"
"So sweetie, that concludes this chapter, but don't worry, our paths will cross soon and don't worry it'll definitely be sooner than you think, as the old saying goes, to be continued…"