As the TARDIS spun through the vortex the Doctor,for the first time in a while, sat down in his library to a nice book. He began to read some of the diary from his first incarnation. Now in his tenth ,it seemed so long ago that he'd left Galifrey to sail among the stars, and float along the vortex. Changing histories, and making friends along the way. Before he could get too far into the writings of himself, the whole TARDIS shifted. He quickly jumped up from his chair throwing the Diary Aside and tearing off his brainy specs.
'Thats not good' he thought.
He then made his way back to the main console. Every light that could be on, was on. Alarms beeping, the TARDIS trembling whatever was happening wasnt going to be good. He soon ,without a word, began dancing around the control panels like the madman he is, he wasnt happy about the situation though. Then in the middle of his efforts to stop the madness it ceases as if it never exsisted. He looks up at the screen and it is reading that he has landed.
'But Where.' He says in his mind.
Before he can even open the doors they open themselves and two men walk in hurriedly.
The first he recognizes, a little funny man in a panama colored hat, the umbrella with the question mark handle, He Remembered that fashion sense from long ago and wasnt really pleased to see...well himself again. The other however he didnt recognize, however he felt a keen relationship to the funny eyebrow-less man somehow. His attire wasnt the worst though. He was wearing a Tweed jacket and bowtie...it did make him look a little young though., 15 year old or so.
"Oi...howd you two get in here."Ten barks at the two intruders.
The one with the bow tie looks at him with a grin...
"Im sure you know how we got here, and who we are before you even ask...Ten." He chuckles with his schoolboy smile as if hed just received a gold star for solving a puzzle.
"Well this is nothing to laugh about boy, this situation is causing a-" before the little funny looking man in the panama hat can finish hes interupted by the tenth doctor.
"Yeaa a paradoxy timey wimey problem, we know. If i have to hear that lecture again ill just die." The sarcasm was just oozing from The Tenth Doctor.
"Well...we both know which one he is, however i am puzzled, i dont remember you as a past regeneration. Which one of me are you?" The sarcasm gone, his attention now on the other strange man.
"I would be your immiediate successor..." Eleven smiles and takes a bow. "I guess so the confusion will be over just call me..." He points his index finger to his chin and walks further into the TARDIS to the control panel.
"James Dean..." He proclaims while bringing his hands up to fiddle with his bow tie.
"Brilliant oh I like you...im really going to be fine regenerating into you." He chuckles while reaching out to shake Elevens hand.
"Would you to quit flirrrrrrrrrrrrrting like a bunch of teenagerrrrrrrrs, we need to find out why weve all shown up at the same place." The Seventh Doctor walks up into the TARDIS with his umbrella as his walking stick.
"Now, i was enjoying some time on my own on my way to skaro. To collect the masters remains you see ,and-" before he could finish the looks on Ten and Elevens face were...well un easy to say the least.
"Very rude of the two of you. Now, any ways I just went through a malfunction of some sorts. The TARDIS readings were off the charts then all of a sudden...im here and this...fellow..." Pointing to eleven, "Comes waltzing through my door as if he owns the place...well he does but thats beside the point."
"Well...yea my story is pretty similar to yours...where is here exactly by the way?" Ten says looking over the console for readings. Not really wanting to make eye contact with seven.
Eleven pipes up; "An asteroid...with some sort of atmospheric set up. Very strange no doubt. And i actually recieved some very unusual readings from here, I was in the sector and I popped in for a look. By that the time funny hat and umbrella had already arrived." He says pointing his sonic all around the console then bringing it to his face for readings.
Seven looks at the both of them,
"Well obviously there is something afoot, this is not supposed to happen. We are breaking the first law of time! This can be very serious."
He clicks his umbrella to the floor for emphasis.
Before the conversation could continue there was an alarm that began to go off inside the TARDIS. It showed that someone was splicing into the The mainframe video feed. Before any one could even begin to say a syllable the being appeared before them on the video monitor.
"Hello Doctor...or should I say Doctors. My Name is Q, now I cannot be interrupted this feed wont last for long its hard to sustain this through the multiverse. If you've heard of me ,ignore what you know, ive summoned you all here to warn you. There is a being in my universe called the Borg. They are the most cold and evil of all the monsters ever placed into exsistence I have ever encountered, And they have discovered a way to multiverse travel. They will rip holes all over creation if you dont stop them, and they will without a shadow of the doubt destroy anything in their path. There only goal is to assimilate everyone and everything into their machine hive. Very smiliar to your Cybermen. There is another who shall be joining you very shortly to help you in your trek, I hope for your sake you can stop them. Good bye."
The Screen goes completely dark. They all look at each other in disbelief.
"Well I know of him, well them..." Says seven as he breaks the silence.
"I've always thought they were just stories though, they are all called the Q. The entire race i mean. They are from some place called the Q continuum. As to their demeanor, well they are omnipotent. At least in their universe. Good or Bad is a very thin line to these ones." Seven explains.
Eleven looks at the both of them and leans over the console console.
"Well has any one seen our last comrade?" With his darker voice.
Then before Seven or Ten could answer there was a flash of light.
"What IS THAT?" Shouts ten.
The light dims and before them is some sort of life form. Wearing a yellow and black uniform leotard of some sorts. Pale and yellow as if infected with a severe case of Johndis.
He seemed however as confused as they were.
Eleven casually makes his way up to the being, pulling his sonic screwdriver out and walking a circle around him to scan for assurance of their safety.
" Hes an android.." Eleven looks back at the other two him's and puts away his sonic to fiddle with his bowtie. "...Hello android, my names the Doctor.
The android looks at him with a very blank expression.
"Hello my name is Data. And yours is Doctor...who exactly?" A confused Data replies.
Ten walks up to data while putting on his Brainy specs,
" Precisely." the Tenth Doctor says while then making his rounds of the android.
Eleven then chuckles
" just once more please." He grins.
Data, looking very confused now,
"Doctor Who?" He asks.
Seven makes his way to the android.
"Yes yes it has quite a rrrring to it , now to the matter at hand were you informed why you are here?"
Seven says in a more stern voice. He rolls his R's with that thick brood that ten and eleven had forgotten so long about.
"Yes i am here to help in any way i can. " he coldly replies.
"Brilliant!" exclaims ten. "Now we need a location on these Borg then, Older me, get started on that, find us some coördinates."
Eleven mockingly salutes and marches down the steps back to main console.
"Younger me...im sure we can handle this..." He takes off his glasses and looks at him very sternly.
"You can go..."
He barks in a very low voice, alot darker than his usual.
"Well...now that was RRRRRRRRude. I am staying whether you need me or not and furthermore..." Hes interrupted before his lecture can begin.
"OI, now we don't have time for that. Why don't you go and talk to...Mr. Data here ,younger me. Maybe explain some of this so he dosent over load." Eleven says jokingly.
Seven clutches his umbrella and turns to data and walks over to explain the regeneration process and why there are three of the same person in the same place.
Eleven begins to scan for this Borg threat.
Ten looks over the console for malfunctions and such but looks up long enough to glare at Seven...there was anger in his mind.