'Ello! Little Author's note here… This is not sequel to "Take My Hand" but a new idea. It's still an 11/Clara, though.

I do not own Doctor Who! (But wouldn't that be awesome?!)

"America, 1812! The very start of the War of 1812!"

"Boring."

"The fall of the Berlin Wall, 1989 East Germany!"

"Not interested."

"The day the people of Pluto took over the universe!" the man finally said, tired of trying to please.

"Plutonians really take over the universe?" The girl was smiling, amused.

"No." The man said, defeated. The girl laughed.

"I don't want to go to some big event." She admited. "I just want to go… somewhere. Where there aren't people to look at you funny when you prance in with your bow tie."

"Oi, the bow tie is cool." He said, adjusting the old bow tie he wore. No matter what, it was there. "Maybe you should get one, Clara. I think it'd suit you." He smiled as he said this, looking at Clara.

"In your dreams, Doctor." Clara laughed to herself, then her eyes widened. "I know exactly where to go!"

"Oh?" The Doctor responded curiously.

"Isn't there a planet that's made completely out of islands?" Clara said as she ran to the TARDIS console and started pushing buttons. She had seen the Doctor fly the TARDIS enough to have a basic understanding, at least that's what she thought.

"Clara, what are you doing?!" The Doctor ran to the controls, undoing different things Clara had pushed or pulled.

"I'm driving the TARDIS, what does it look like?" She pushed a button as some music started playing. "Ohhh The Doctor's music play list!" She found interest in this as a song came on that she couldn't identify, but seemed like a very old-time song, from the '60's.

"No, you're playing music." The Doctor stopped the music. "I don't think that's the best idea, seeing as I burned their top island, so they kind of… banished me?" The Doctor smiled innocently, but Clara kept at it.

"Well, if we go there in time before you were banished, then we could still be there! I don't see harm in that!" She looked at coordinates, thought what would go there, and somehow typed in the coordinates for the planet.

"It doesn't work like that Clara!" The Doctor reset the coordinates and kept following Clara. Clara turned to go put the coordinates in again, but the Doctor put an arm between them.

"Come on, Doctor!" Clara sounded pleading, because she really wanted to drive the TARDIS. Slowly, Clara reached over the Doctor's arm to fiddle with the coordinates.

"Anywhere else, sure. Just not there!" Now the Doctor was just following the changing numbers of the coordinates. They read of neither where they were then, which was London, or the planet of Islands. Finally, the Doctor shoved Clara off.

"Clara-!" The Doctor tried to tell Clara something, but the TARDIS gave a jolt. Frightfully, the Doctor looked to her and realized: She had hit the starting lever. The TARDIS was traveling to somewhere. Where, neither Clara nor the Doctor knew.

After a few seconds, the TARDIS landed with a fierce jolt. Already the Doctor knew something was wrong, but Clara ran to the doors and looked out the window. "I wonder where we are, Doctor?" She looked back at him, excited.

"I don't know, but I don't think it's a place I'm familiar with." The Doctor shook his head and walked for the door. Slowly, he opened it and peered out. Clara looked over his shoulder. She gasped.

"We're in Transylvania!" Clara sounded very excited at this as she rushed past the Doctor and to the land. In the distance, a huge figure was silhouetted among the ominous trees and clouds, all moving with the whistle of wind.

"Transylvania…" The Doctor thought, then his eyes widen, a little fear in them. "Vampires, right?"

"Do you actually believe in vampires, Doctor?" Clara laughed as a wolf cry was heard in the distance.

"Well, I hand an encounter with these fish things that acted in almost the same manner, so yes. I believe anything is possible." The Doctor defended himself.

"Can we get any closer to the castle?" Clara asked, looking at the Doctor.

"I suppose so, yes." He retreated back into the TARDIS and to the console. Clara was very excited, but the Doctor had a tinge of fear about him.

"Anything wrong, Doctor?" Clara sounded a little frightened under her curiosity.

"No, everything's fine." The Doctor smiled to Clara, and she smiled back. "Wait, actually, I need my disguised sonic screwdrivers. They're down the first hall, the fourth door to the right, down the middle hall, the last door to the left of that hall, then go to the first door on the right and there's a room with some items that are randomly placed, like a cane and… other things. Can you get some for me? I'll want a choice in the matter." Clara nodded and took off.

Clara found it easy to follow the Doctor's instructions. She went down the first hall, took the fourth door on the right, went down the middle hall… but then her mind went blank. She looked around the hall, eyes wide. The room was as blue as the outside of the "bigger on the inside" police box. Also, on the wall, was a little system thing, with a black screen on top of some buttons, one green and another red. Clara went to it and pushed the green button as the Doctor appeared on the screen. He seemed to be muttering to himself.

"Doctor?" Clara asked. The Doctor's head turned to the hall, but didn't see Clara. He was confused until he looked back to the screen and jumped back. "Are you alright?"

"Clara!" The Doctor responded, looking slightly pale. "Wha… Nevermind." He looked past Clara. "You're in the middle hallway, go in the last door on the left, then first on the right." He gave a short nod, as did Clara.

"Thanks?" Clara released the button and the screen went blank again. She ran to the end of the hall and took the door to the left. That hall was banana yellow, and had pictures of bananas all on it. The Doctor has the weirdest things… Clara thought to herself as she went in the first door on her right. Inside was an ordinary-sized bedroom. This fact didn't strike Clara as odd until she walked in.

"Everything here's bigger on the inside, so why isn't this room?" She took to muttering to herself as she spotted the object on a couch. There was a cane, a pencil, a pen, a rose, and just a casual stick. Clara gathered the items in her hands and left the room. As soon as the scent of banana returned to her a thought struck her. The Doctor hadn't told how to get back. Panicked, Clara tried thinking. It would be almost reversed. I'll come out the last door on the left, I go down that hallway and out the door and that'll be the fourth door on the right. Then, I just walk out. With a relieved smirk, Clara exited out the door and turned right. She hustled down that hallway and reached the door at the end. She opened it with one hand, holding the objects in her other. After coming through that door, she turned left and ran to the console, there the Doctor was waiting.

"Thank you, Clara." he smiled as he took the sonic objects from Clara. Slowly, he tested each one, starting with the cane. After a few seconds, it gave way, so he tossed it aside. The pen didn't work at all, the pencil wasn't actually a sonic pencil, just there. The stick was double ended, so the Doctor received a blow every time he delivered one. Finally, the Doctor tested the rose, which worked magnificently. "Yes!" He cheered, looking to it. "I knew one day you'd work, you magnificent thing!" He stuck the rose in the pocket of his jacket. "Alright, time to get a bit closer." The Doctor seemed more relaxed, and Clara wondered what he had been doing when she called him.

"Perfect!" Clara was beaming with excitement as the Doctor set coordinates that didn't change much. He offered Clara to pull the lever, which she eagerly did, and the TARDIS took off. Within seconds, the TARDIS landed again. Clara rushed to the door and opened it, looking up in awe. "Whoa!" She exclaimed. The Doctor came by her side and looked up as well.

"Is this close enough?" The Doctor asked as he looked at the enormous castle structure they landed in front of. The castle looked very frightening, illuminated with the light of a full moon.

"It's just right!" She gazed at the castle, then took the Doctor's hand. "Come on, Doctor!" She pulled him with her, and he allowed this to be done. He was hesitant, though, fearing danger.

"Oi! The hand thing is my thing!" He shouted as she led him to the doors of the castle.

"I thought you might go back in your box if I didn't." She shrugged and looked to the door. "Would it be locked?" As if to answer her question, the door to the creaked open to reveal the castle interior. "I guess not!" Holding the Doctor's hand again, she led him into the hallway, looking around. Suddenly, the door closed behind them with a huge slamming sound. Both Clara and the Doctor looked behind, now in a completely dark hallway.

"Clara?" The Doctor whispered, which sent cold chills up Clara, leaving her arms cluttered with goose bumps.

"Yes?" Clara replied, her voice also in a hushed whisper.

"When we walked in, I saw a candle on one of the tables. I have matches in my pocket, go get it."

"How am I supposed to see?!" Clara's voice rose in volume, not on purpose.

"Shh" The Doctor ordered. He fished out a box of matches from his pocket and tossed them to the direction he thought Clara was in. Amazingly, she caught the matches, opened the box, grabbed a match, and struck it on the side of the box. A small fire illuminated her face. The fire moved and then brought light to a wooden brown table, with a candle sitting on it. Clara picked the candle up and lit the wick of the candle, which gave off much more light than the match did. She blew the match out and tossed it to the ground.

"Doctor?" Her voice was as quiet as she could make it. There was no response. "Doctor?!" She called out, just a little louder. Still, just the howling of the wind from the outside was heard, not the voice of the Doctor. "Doctor!" She said as loud as she dared, but still no response. With that, she ran down the hall, but tripped. Saving the candle from touching the floor, she landed on her face. She slowly pushed herself up from the ground and looked to what she had tripped over: a bow tie. "D-Doctor?" She coughed into her arm as she saw two pairs of eyes in the distance. Those warm olive green eyes she had come to love, and two blood-red eyes, full of hating. The green ones had fear riddled in with just him being over 1000 years old. The red ones had a sense of pure hatred, but also age mixed in. Clara ran for the two eyes, which for some reason didn't move.

Finally, she reached the owners of the eyes. The Doctor's mouth was covered by the hand of the red eyes' owner. The red eyed man was cloaked everywhere except the eyes and his hands, one over the Doctor's mouth and the other around his wrist.

"Let him go!" Clara cried out to the figure. The figure just shook its head as the Doctor struggled to break free. Then, a muffled noise came from his mouth, trying to gesture his head to behind Clara. She looked behind her as another cloaked figure came behind her, knocking her to the ground. The figure was strong, so strong it knocked Clara out when she was pushed down, and everything went into a deeper darkness.