Author's Note: The idea for this came from a dream I had. I felt like writing this, but I'm not sure how often I'll be able to update.
Disclaimer: I own neither Doctor Who nor Pokémon. If I did, I would have given Amy and Rory a full season to say good-bye and not just half, I would have given a full season between the 11th Doctor and Clara before he has to die, and Pokémon would not be on season whatever it's on now. Any and all rights related to Doctor Who belong to the BBC and its affiliates. Any and all rights related to Pokémon belong to Nintendo and its affiliates.
To almost anyone in the world, the blue building with the red car in front of it was a completely normal place, especially during Christmas amidst the snow-covered landscape of many similar looking households. However, those same people would not be able to see the blue box in front that same household. That household belonged to the Williams family, which (as far as the rest of the world knew) consisted of a couple: Amy and Rory. Amy was Scottish born woman with a shade of ginger that made certain people highly envious. Rory was a man with a somewhat plain appearance, compensated by a fiercely strong loyalty to his wife.
It was Christmas evening, and the two inhabitants had two guests who were at the same time most unusual to have in their home and most ordinary. One of them was a man who appeared to be the same age as the couple. He was called the Doctor, his real name shrouded in mystery. He had, without a doubt, the strangest sense of fashion in the universe. He wore a light brown tweed jacket, a Stetson he was given from his old flat mate, and a red bowtie that practically screamed alien, especially with his wild hairstyle. Maybe it was because he was an alien, a Time Lord to be precise. He was 1103 years old and had only come over because he realized that they had missed him since he stopped taking them out on adventures throughout all of time and space. He had a good reason to: they might not survive if he continued to drag them everywhere and everywhen. Still, it didn't mean that he couldn't spend Christmas with them. After all, they were his parents-in-law.
The other guest was a woman who appeared to be anywhere between her late thirties and early forties. River Song had extremely curly blond hair and always carried a pistol, for when her husband got carried away with crazy hats. She only let him off with his Stetson because it actually looked mildly impressive, but, if he so much as picked up a fez, she would not hesitate to destroy it. She wore a white jacket and some tight-fitting black pants. She had been abducted as a child by an organization called the Silence, raised to kill the Doctor, and sentenced to prison in Stormcage, the highest security jail in the universe. However, she didn't always stay in jail because she didn't actually kill the Doctor. She married him.
The Doctor had just finished relaying his story of what he had done before he decided to show up for supper. It had involved him, a widow, and a wardrobe. It was almost time to leave as he couldn't risk staying with them too long, lest some alien decided that, since the Doctor was here, it was the perfect time to launch an invasion.
"Are you sure you can't stay a bit longer?" Amy asked him. "It has been a few years for us since we've seen you."
The Doctor smiled sadly to the woman he had first met when, one night in her childhood, he had accidentally crash landed in her backyard. "Sorry, but I have to get going. I promised a friend that I would get to his stag party, and I missed his last 214." He chuckled at the memory of a certain Captain Jack Harkness.
Rory glanced at the Doctor and gave him a quasi-serious warning. "As long as you don't pop out of his cake." He still hadn't forgiven the Doctor for that time when he popped out of the cake at his stag party.
The Doctor pouted in an overwhelmingly childlike way. "Alright, I won't. At least not this time…"
They were interrupted by a warning sound coming from the police box. "I better get that," the Doctor said. He grinned and hurriedly ran off into his box. The only way to describe its interior is the way so many had described it before: it's bigger on the inside. That was because it wasn't a police box. It was the last TARDIS in the universe, the Doctor's method of travelling, his home, and his one constant companion. He sprinted for the center of the console and glanced at the monitor. He saw Amy and Rory enter soon after.
"Alright," Amy started, "what's the big emergency this time?"
The Doctor had a somewhat concerned look on his face. "It's a crack in the fabric of the universe."
Amy's eyes widened in shock and fear. The last time she had encountered cracks in time and space, they were ominous warnings from the Silence, the same organization that had taken her daughter away from her and raised the girl to kill the Doctor. The cracks were able to erase anything from existence; it had even once consumed her husband. The Doctor was able to stop the cracks from being created, but the idea that there was even one left in existence horrified her.
The Doctor recognized this look and quickly gave a grin in hopes of reassuring her that this thought was not reality. "No, Amy, it's not a crack in time and space threatening to undo the entire universe."
Amy sighed in relief but tensed up again as Rory asked, "So, what is it, then?"
The Doctor continued to smile. "It's a connection to a parallel universe."
Both pairs of eyes flickered with curiosity. "A parallel universe?" they both inquired.
The Doctor nodded. "It used to be that travel between parallel universes was easy, but it's not anymore…" The Doctor looked up to see if the inevitable question about why would be asked, but both Amy and Rory knew from the look in his eyes that it had to do with the destruction of his species, a subject they preferred to leave be. "Anyways, it seems to be a pretty stable connection, meaning that a TARDIS could travel through without a scratch. I have to seal the crack—wouldn't want the Daleks or some other race like them getting into a whole new universe—but who says we can't pay a visit first?"
The married couple turned to face each other, excitement evident on their faces. "We're really going to a parallel universe?"
"Why not? It's a once in a lifetime opportunity, unlike Jack's stag parties. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I missed one more. Let me just look for my wife, and we'll be off!" The Doctor turned towards the doors and exited.
"Wifey!" the Doctor shouted as he got inside. "Come along! We're going on a little family outing for a parallel universe!"
"Oh, really?" River asked as she got up from the sofa. "Which one?"
"I don't know, but it's a stable connection. We'll only pop in and out, and then I'm sealing it."
River smiled sadly. "I'm sorry, my love, but I have something that I need to do."
The Doctor frowned. "Really? It's a parallel universe, a once in a lifetime opportunity!"
"Believe me, I'd love to go, but I wouldn't have to do this if you'd been more careful with our wedding rings."
"It was a busy day! We needed to leave them to get away from the Slitheen!"
"And you never took the time to get them back! You were the one who left our wedding rings on Raxacoricofallapatorius, and I'm the one who's going to get them back."
The Doctor smacked his head. "Alright, fine! Just do it quickly, and come join us before it closes, okay?"
She smiled. "Alright, sweetie. Until next time." She punched in coordinates into her vortex manipulator and disappeared.
"So, what do you suppose awaits us?" Rory asked.
"Does it really matter?" his wife responded. "It's a whole new universe!"
"I guess not, seeing as we normally don't know where or when we're going."
The Doctor re-entered the TARDIS. "Sorry about the wait. Your daughter said she had more important things to do."
"Like what?" Amy asked. "Getting your wedding rings back?"
"Something like that…" the Doctor murmured, his eyes momentarily darting for the corner of the room before facing the two again. "Oh well, her loss! Off we go!"
He danced for the controls and pulled down a level. The TARDIS's familiar noise signaled its disappearance from that particularly point in time and space as it sped towards the crack in the universe. All three in the TARDIS stumbled as some turbulence occurred during the passage. It soon stopped and the noise started again, signaling materialization somewhere in the new universe. The Doctor stood up to look at the monitor.
"Right, so, here we are! According to the TARDIS, we are on…Earth!" He then added quietly, "Well that's rubish…another parallel Earth…"
Amy noticed that comment. "What do you mean by another Earth? Have you done this more than you've let on?"
The Doctor answered, though he continued to scan the monitor. "No, the last time I travelled to a parallel universe was when I was 904…" A look of sadness passed his face before he stood up. "Anyway, this isn't that same Earth. According to the TARDIS, this universe differs from ours because of the existence of something called Pokémon." When he saw the stares of shock on his friends' faces, he asked, "What? Is that bad?"
Rory recovered from shock first. "So, you're saying that there's a whole universe where Pokémon are real?"
The Doctor looked confused. "Yes, why is that bothering you two? What are 'Pokémon'?"
"You seriously don't know what Pokémon are?"
"Sarah Jane might have mentioned them to me once when she was talking about how she brought up her son, Luke. And I might have seen some toy with that name when I worked at that toy shop, but I don't seem to recall what they actually were."
Amy came out of shock and started laughing at the Doctor. "You're supposed to know everything that ever existed, but you don't know what Pokémon are?"
The Doctor looked thoroughly flustered. "I only know everything that ever happened or ever will in our own universe. Sue me! I don't know what Pokémon are!"
Rory chuckled for a moment but soon took it upon himself to introduce the Doctor to the world of Pokémon while Amy continued to laugh. Apparently, they existed in their universe as a widely popular brand that made video games, TV shows, trading cards, and a variety of other things that the Doctor found not so interesting.
"I should probably learn whatever I can before we decide to open those doors. What do you say, old girl," now conversing with his ship. "Got anything about Pokémon?"
A hum emanated in the console room, and a box appeared in front of the Doctor. "Thank you, Sexy," he delightedly said to the TARDIS's delight. He quickly scanned through a device that was called a Pokédex, a device that contained information on all the Pokémon ever discovered. He also read maps about each of the regions that this world was divided into, as well as a little bit of history. He looked up from these once Amy had finally stopped laughing.
"Finally finished then, Amy?"
"Yeah, yeah I am, Doctor."
"Right, then. Now, that I've got both of your attentions, I should point out that we seem to have landed in an area that doesn't seem to like humans much. In fact, they seem to be very hostile towards them. It seems to be highly populated with loads of Pokémon, so it might not be safe for you two to just waltz around…"
"And it would be for you?" Amy retorted.
"Yes, it would. For one, I'm not human. I'm Time Lord. Also, the TARDIS will allow me to understand exactly what they say, so there won't be a communication barrier for me. You two, on the other hand, are as thoroughly human as can be, and I don't suppose even the TARDIS's translation matrix will allow you two understand them. It's hard for the old girl to work on such a remote universe."
"Great, so we manage to go where a bunch of people back home can only dream about, and we're dead if we so much as take one step out those doors."
"Not quite," the Doctor responded. "I think the TARDIS packed something in that box that might be very useful.
Noticing that the Doctor wasn't moving to get it, Rory took the bait. "Alright, so, what do you have in mind?" he cautiously asked.
The Doctor was absolutely beaming. "I'm very glad you asked that, Rory!" He ran for the box and pulled out a ridiculous looking helmet. "The TARDIS packed a variation of my chameleon arch!"
"And that is useful…how?"
"Oh, that's right. I never told you what a chameleon arch is. Basically a standard chameleon arch is a device that rewrites a Time Lord's biological code using standard human coding, allowing them to hide themselves as humans. This device, if I'm right—and I usually am—will allow you two to disguise yourselves as Pokémon, allowing you to walk among them without arousing suspicion."
Rory suddenly looked sick while Amy looked excited. "We can actually become real, living Pokémon?" she excitedly asked.
"Yup! That sounds exciting, doesn't it?"
"It sounds painful," Rory complained.
Though Amy shot a cold look at her husband, the Doctor sheepishly admitted that it very well could be painful. "The last time I used a chameleon arch, it hurt like hell. It's something I'd rather not do if I can help it."
"You see, Amy? Even the Doctor wouldn't do it!"
"Oh, grow up, you big baby!" she retorted. "Weren't you the one who pretended to…"
Rory grimaced at the thought of that memory. "I'd rather not talk about that incident…"
"Then stop being a baby and go for it! Come on, it'll be fun!"
Rory looked at the helmet again and still looked doubtful. "Ladies first."
"Chicken," she teased. "You socked Adolf Hitler, but you're too afraid for this? I'll show you it's not that bad. Alright, Doctor, set me up!"
The Doctor looked at Amy a bit uneasily. "Rory does have a good reason to be concerned…I should warn you that the process is excruciatingly painful and can result in complications including but not limited to memory loss, physical impairments, and death."
Amy walked up to the Doctor and smacked him with all her strength, which, unfortunately for the Doctor, was a lot. He fell down and dropped the modified arch, moaning about why the mothers always gave their worst punishment to him. "You're supposed to be making my husband more confident, not less. Now, go on!"
The Doctor sighed and picked up the arch. "Alright, but don't be upset if you somehow get an unimpressive form. I have no idea what you'll turn into, so pray for the best." He set the arch on her head. "I'll also need yours and Rory's wedding rings."
"What, why?" they both asked.
"One: it will look strange for two Pokémon to be wearing wedding rings. Two: they could be easily stolen, especially if they no longer fit you. Three: you wouldn't want to lose your wedding rings in a parallel universe. Trust me, my first wife was very mad when she found out I left it on a parallel Raxacoricofallapatorius, and River certainly wasn't happy when I did it again on our Raxacoricofallapatorius. What is it with me and losing wedding rings on Raxacoricofallapatorius, anyway?"
They argued a bit, but they soon handed over their rings. Once he secured them safely onto the TARDIS console, the Doctor activated the arch and a bright light engulfed the room. Rory could only hear Amy's screams of pain, and his concern was driving him mad. However, as soon as it started, the process completed. As Rory regained his sight, he struggled to make out the features of his wife. She appeared to possess a vulpine body and was covered in a bright, golden fur. She seemed to have more than one set of tails, and her red eyes pierced his very soul. The flowing hair beside her ears looked like a blazing fire ready to scorch anything. Still, he could see her smile still belonged to her, despite being on a foreign snout.
Sensing Rory's apprehension, Amy started to worry. "So, how do I look?" Amy cautiously asked. "I didn't become a bug or something, did I?"
Though Rory didn't understand a word she said per say, he figured that it would be something about her appearance. "Y—You—You're a Ninetales…"
Her eyes perked up as a full body mirror appeared for her use. Amy was fascinated as she saw whatever she did reflected right in front of her. It was unusual looking into the mirror and not seeing the body she had spent her entire life in, but, at the same time, it was definitely cool and unique. Something that would not have ever happened if that raggedy man hadn't crash landed in her yard all those years ago.
"I think I look hot!" she proudly declared.
The Doctor smacked himself on the forehead. "That was a really bad pun, Amy…"
"Sorry, what did she say?"
"Don't worry about it, Rory. We'll deal with the language barrier shortly." The Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver to analyze Amy. "Let's have a look at what this machine did." He moved the screwdriver all over her body, being careful not to get too close to her lest he suffer her wrath. "Interesting, right now you're biologically 99.9% Ninetales, and an amazing specimen at that! There's still .1% of your original DNA, so that might make a significant difference. Now for a mental check to make sure everything's alright! Now, Amy, when did I first climb out of the TARDIS, what year was it, and what was the first thing I asked for?"
"When I was a little girl, 1996, and an apple."
"Very good. How many years did you wait until I came back, who was threatening to incinerate the Earth once I did, and why?"
"Twelve years, the Atraxi, and Prisoner Zero."
"Excellent! Now, the most important question of all, how do I look?"
"You look like an idiot. Especially with that bowtie."
The Doctor scowled. "Bowties are cool!" For his opinion, Amy unleashed a Flamethrower attack on him, setting him and his bowtie on fire. "Ow! Hot! Too hot! And my bowtie! Not my bowtie! Why do mothers always do things like this to me?!" Luckily for him, the TARDIS had a way of saving him from burning too much. A torrent of water poured all over him, smothering the fire but not before the bowtie was burnt to a crisp. The Doctor swore in anger to avenge his bowtie, but Amy looked satisfied with herself.
"That was a warning. So watch your mouth, raggedy man."
The Doctor quickly retreated to get a change of clothes, coming back shortly after with fear evident in his face and a hand covering his bowtie. He left his Stetson in his room for fear it might be burnt to a crisp next. "Right, I'm not going to mess with Amy on this one. Rory, do me a favor and keep reminding me to watch my tongue. Anyways, Amy, you check out fine, meaning that you didn't lose your memories. That's very good news. Normally these things wipe out your memories which would defeat the purpose of this family outing, but it seems like you've defied that…despite your new pyromania." He grimaced for a moment before breaking out into a grin. "Alright, Rory! Your turn!"
Rory sighed and took the arch lying on the ground. "The pain doesn't last too long, does it?" Amy shook her head. "Right, then. Geronimo!"
Like before, light flooded the room once the arch was activated. Rory's screams were more restrained, as he tried to tell himself that, if Amy could do it, so could he despite the pain he was now enduring. Once again, the machine's work was done very quickly, and the light soon dispersed. The mirror turned towards Rory as he took his turn to look at his reflection. He had grown a bit, and his skin's color had turned into a shade of red. He had grown a tail with a flame at the end, and sharp claws had appeared on his hands. The most striking feature was his new wings, which were definitely a sight to behold.
The sound of the Doctor's screwdriver once again emanated as the Doctor scanned Rory. "99.9% Charizard, .1% Rory. Nothing broken, that's good. Alright, questions. Now, what were you doing when I first met you and why?"
"I was taking a photo of a man and his dog because he couldn't be there. He was in a coma induced by Prisoner Zero."
"Good. Now, when we were having the shared dream how and why did you die?"
"An alien in an old person shot gas at Amy, but I couldn't let her die. I jumped in front of her and took it myself."
"One more. If your wife needed to be protected for a very long time, how long would you wait to keep her safe?"
"I don't care how long it would take, whether it be 2,000 years or until the end of time, I would never leave her side until she was safe."
Amy smiled and walked up to him. "Good husband." She jumped and pecked him on his cheek.
The Doctor looked away and picked up two items in the box. One of them was a red object that resembled a collar. The other was a bracelet with flames. "Alright, you two should have something on you that will be useful to protect you and allow me to easily spot you. Rory, you can have this bracelet. Amy, you can have this collar." Before they could react, the Doctor shoved the bracelet onto Rory's right wrist and the collar onto Amy's neck.
"This blasted thing is choking me!" Amy protested.
"Doctor, this is a bangle. Like those ones a new bride would wear. Wouldn't it make more sense if Amy wore this and I had the collar?"
"Of course not! You have a Flame Bangle, and Amy has an Afire Collar. Though they both have the same effect, the first is meant for a Charizard and the second is meant for a Ninetales. At least, that's what I read in this guide dealing with something called "Exclusive Items." You know how Fire is weak against Water? These things, when used correctly, will protect you from a damaging Water type move and actually heal you, so you will not need to worry about any water putting out your fire."
The Doctor used his sonic on the collar to loosen it a bit. "Much better, Doctor."
He smiled, relieved that he wouldn't be burnt to a crisp right now. "Right, so there's a whole new world right behind those doors in a whole new universe. Are you two ready?" They nodded as the Doctor was ready to open the doors. "Well then, Geronimo!"