I felt the need to live up to my name and write a Doctor Who fan fiction, Mostly 'OC's' but The Doctor and a few companions are thrown in there. Please review I love to hear from you. I don't own Doctor Who. Chapter 1 onwards!
The Doctor was quite used to staring down a barrel of a gun. Not to say he particularly liked it of course but it was one of the many reactions he had faced when he hopped out of his magic blue box. But he didn't expect the owner of the gun to be a child, nor for that child to know his name.
"How dare you?!" The boy growled, his icy blue eyes boring into the Doctors. "How dare you wear the clothes you once wore? How dare you dress like the Doctor?" His gold-rimmed glasses glinted in the light of the setting sun.
The Time-lord flailed around a bit before settling into one of his famous rambles;
"Um well, you see, I am the Doctor, uh, how do you know my name? Where am I? Looks like Earth, but can't be, nowhere are all the humans? So, what planet is this, and who are you?"
The boy huffed impatiently "Time traveler, should've known." His eyes narrowed a bit behind his glasses "If you must know yes, this is Earth. And all the people, they are in enslavement camps just as you ordered. I'm Commander Daniel Williams, and don't expect me to bow to you sir." The boy-Daniel spat the last word as if it were poison.
The Doctor gasped. "M-me? I would never...This...This wasn't ME!"
"Look around you, this is all you. All of it!"
And so the Time-lord for once in his life did as he was told. The air was thick and humid, crumbling buildings stood all around them. The sky, for the most part, was black with swirling clouds blotting out all but a single ray of sun that glinted off the Commanders frames. The Doctor took a closer look at the boy himself, and his heart dropped. Daniel was older than he had first thought him to be, maybe around fourteen, but he wasn't nearly old enough for the look in his eye, it was the look the Doctor saw himself when he glanced in a mirror. One of someone who had had everyone they cared for ripped away from them. He wore a military uniform, a black heavy coat with a black t-shirt underneath. Dark (black) Cargo pants and knee-high combat boots well worn with brass buckles. His gun was an oddity, now that it was, thankfully, not pointed at him, The Doctor could see it was covered with wires and such. And most hauntingly of all, when the boy shifted, he could see a scar wrapped around his wrist, like handcuffs that had been pulled too tight.
"Had enough?" Commander Williams pulled out a length of rope. "We don't have handcuffs so this'll have to do. I have orders to bring you in. Well, not you, you I guess but still."
"Right, Okay then." The Doctor gulped, trying to sound brave. "Geronimo!" He said in a voice that was barely a whisper.
Daniel smirked a bit, probably laughing at his own private joke, before ushering him away.
The building he was led to had probably been a school in another life.
"We call it the Neberkenezer. Our own little sick joke I guess." Daniel shrugged.
It was all the Doctor could do to nod. "Who are you then, Morpheus?" he laughed weakly.
"No, that would probably be Director Hahn."
The Time-lord tried, with as much dignity as he could manage, to straighten his bow tie with his chin as the Commander slid a card through a slot and the door unlocked.
The inside confirmed it; it had most definitely been a school once upon a time. But the insides were scorched in places and the grey tile was cracking. Daniel took off his beanie (also black) to reveal a mop of brown hair that probably hadn't been washed in a long time. The boy maneuvered him to place that had probably once been the counselor's office judging by the sign that said
c u l rs 100
"In here." The Doctor was pushed into the room, which normally he would be cross about but he had the sinking suspicion that everyone hated him and he would like to find out why.
Inside a boy with a very serious expression was currently spinning in an office chair. He was a lot taller than Daniel but about the same age. Once he got a glance at the Commander and The Doctor he stopped and turned his blue/grey gaze on them
"Commander?" He gestured to the Doctor as if to say Explain.
Daniel saluted. "His ship just appeared sir! I did as you commanded and brought him in. He claims to have no idea what is going on here."
The boy looked The Doctor over once. "Call in Em. She's our resident Whovian. I'm sure she can set the story straight." And for the first time the boy cracked a smile.
Daniel pretended to look hurt. "Hey, if she's our 'Resident Whovian' what am I Dillon? Chopped liver?"
"Yes." Dillon nodded once for emphasis. "Just call her in."
"Hello, sorry Doctor lost, Doctor very confused. Who are you, what's a Whovian, what's the square root of Jelly babies, wait what was I saying?" The Timelord would've held out a hand had they not been tied behind his back.
"Director Dillon Hahn." Dillon answered formally trying extremely hard not to laugh. "And a Whovian? Well I better let Em explain."
"And, I'm under the impression that everyone hates me, mind telling me why?"
Dillon sighed, suddenly looking like an old man. "Now that is very, very hard to explain."
Fortunately he didn't need to, for just then a girl came rushing in. She had very short light brown hair with bangs that fell over one eye. Her uniform was an exact replica of Daniel and Dillon's but she wore a scorched lab coat over hers.
"Em! That was quick." Dillon said tearing his gaze away from the Doctor.
"You called me?" She looked genuinely confused.
"Isn't that why you're here?"
She shook her head quickly. "We, uh have a problem."
Dillon and Daniel ran to the doorway immediately. Well, Dillon did. Daniel first had to grab the now EXTREMELY confused Doctor.
They all charged down a hallway to a large room filled with computers. A large cursive B was on each one, and a garbled voice was repeating;
We know where you are rejects. You're dead.
"It's Bennett." Em repeated solemnly. And Dillon sucked in a breath.
"Hi, Doctor again!" The Time Lord interrupted. "Doctor stiilllll confused."
Em jumped about three feet in the air and spun around looking a mixture of horrified and excited.
When she saw who spoke she tried her best to look angry but it just looked like she wanted to hug him.
"Why is he here?" She tried to spit out the words but it sounded like an excited squeal.
Before anyone could the Doctor jumped in. "I was just traveling but then this lot" He pointed behind him, "pointed a gun at me, care to explain why? And while you're at it, who's Bennett? And rejects?"
Em shifted uncomfortably. "Well Bennett, we are not completely sure, but we think he/she might have been a friend of ours in Old World Bethany she was called back then." Dillon visibly sighed and the girl continued, "But we know he or she is a hacker, with incredible skills. As for rejects, that's us. We were Lab rats for the...well you. But we escaped, and somehow the testing did something to us." She knocked on her skull. "We're faster, smarter, stronger than we ever were back in old world, but escapees are called rejects."
"FOR THE LOVE OF GALLIFREY WOULD SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT THE HELL I DID?" The Doctor yelled, causing everyone to jump.
Em opened her mouth to speak but then the computers blared and a figure appeared on screen.
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