Disclaimer: I'm sobbing. I think you get the point...
Yes, this is edited. Yes, I have checked and fixed the errors. Yes, this introduction is not nearly as crazy or sugar-hype-induced as it originally was. But, then again, I am more experienced with the fanfiction this time, not blindly posting and hoping I did it correctly.
And finally, yes, I do seem very mellow today, Deal with it.
So, old readers, this is edited for those of you who care. To those of you who are freshly reading this, enjoy the fact you didn't have to see it like it was before, in horribly crude and badly edited form. So...
Read on.
-Da Dragongirl
Chapter One
Chest heaving and legs burning, the Doctor pelted across the heating surface of the planet, the soles of his feet beginning to blister from the rapid increase in temperature on the dusty ground. The TARDIS sat, ever waiting for him, about a fifty metres away. He had but thirty seconds left. The alien's skin was beginning to burn with the heat, turning red with the intensity, but he pressed forward, sprinting faster than he would have thought himself capable of.
Twenty seconds until the supernova.
Suddenly remembering the door of the TARDIS was locked, he actually slammed into the door, cursing and struggling to recover whilst fumbling about for his key, then jamming the bit of metal into the lock and twisting it viciously. He threw himself through the door, sweat stinging his eyes and skin boiling.
Fifteen seconds.
Slamming the door closed behind him, he pelted forward to the consol and practically hammered his fists down on buttons and very nearly snapped a lever off its hinges. He had no idea where he was taking himself, but as long as it was away from here it would be more than perfect.
Ten seconds.
Hitting a final button, the TARDIS, extremely aware of the danger they faced, literally tore open a wormhole and began to dematerialise, her central column pumping furiously. But it took a second longer than either had hoped.
With a roar loud enough to hurt the ears of the deafest of the dead, the overheating star burst, exploding into a gaseous ball of liquid heat, trillions of degrees higher than any average sun. Radioactive waves stretched for billions of miles, hitting whatever they came in contact with.
It all occurred at the precise millisecond before the TARDIS disappeared.
The force of the waves of heat and inertia did not actually harm the great ship, but had smashed into it with enough force to turn it completely over, picking an already half-conscious Doctor clean off his feet and practically hurling him through the room as the TARDIS was sent sideways.
The Time Lord fell heavily against the wall, cracking his head on the grating and knocking him, as well as his ship, into the silent curtain of unconsciousness.
Yes, okay, I've edited the chapter. I'm am content. Thank Rasillion. (I still don't know how to spell that. Suggestions?) And I've finished with my eight-page Biography on J.K.Rowling. (Yes, I am in Secondary School. Get over it; we still do that type of thing. And yes, I am American. You can get over that too.)
Moving on. Fifth Chapter up soon, savvy?
