Hey guys. I'm back in school now, and I have to take history. I'm usually horrible at history, but I got the idea to write a Doctor Who story about the things I'm going over. Writing it and rereading it can teach me and anyone else out there who needs it. So here's Chapter One. These first few chapters are going to be a part of my first arc: The Early Days, based on the early civilizations Mesopotamia, Ancient Egypt, Ancient India, and Ancient China.

I don't own Doctor Who!

A man in a bowtie appeared from a blue box. It said 'POLICE BOX' on it, and it seemed far too small for anyone to satay in for an extended period of time. But following the man was a young teenaged girl.

"Where are we Doctor?" the girl asked, pulling her strawberry blonde hair into a bun behind her head.

"I'm not quite sure, Meg. But one thing's for sure. It sure is hot" He wiped a hand across his head. The girl, Meg, pulled a small notebook from her vest pocket. She wrote a few things down, and then put it down.

"Looks like Ancient Earth to me. Back when it was Pangaea" The Doctor looked at her and laughed.

"It was DEFINTELY my wife who taught you" They both laughed, and set off to explore. The Doctor saw a river off in the distance. "Look over there!" he said, pointing it out. They hurried over to it to get a closer look. The Doctor knelt beside it and put a hand in the water. Meg went to follow him, but she grabbed her arm.

"Don't."

"But you just-"

"No. Just don't" he lifted his hand up and sniffed it for a moment, and then licked it for good measure. "Just as I thought. The Tigris River. About... 3100 BC"

"But that means..." They looked up and just seemed to notice the city before them. "This is Mesopotamia"

They dove into the water, and swam across the river. Soaking wet, they dripped water as they walked. Meg shivered, and the Doctor ran ahead. He hadn't gone back in time in a while now. He tripped and fell into a muddy pit.
"What's this?" Meg came over and looked around it.

"Irrigation trench. The Mesopotamians had too many droughts and floods, so they collected the water from the floods for times of drought"

"Drop the archaeologist talk and get me out!"

Meg sighed and grabbed his hand. She grasped his hand and pulled him up. He grabbed the edge of the trench and swung himself up.

"Why are they so deep?" Meg shrugged

"Big floods?"

He brushed off the mud as best as he could, and then they set off again. Soon enough, they stood before huge walls. They climbed over the walls and were faced by many ancient people, all wielding makeshift weapons, either spears or farming equipment. Meg gasped and whispered to the Doctor

"What do we do?" the Doctor brushed her off, and pointed out beyond the people. There was a beautiful view of dried-mud huts inside the walls of the city.

"Isn't it beautiful?" he asked quietly. She looked on stunned. She'd learned all about this place, but there was a definite shock at actually seeing the place itself.

"The walls were built to protect themselves from animals and other civilizations. They have no natural barriers, so they built them. Huts were made out of mud bricks dried under the sun. There's another river past those walls over there. That's the Euphrates river. And they didn't have many resources, so they had to trade with other people who di-" The Doctor put his finger over her mouth

"It's beautiful"

"Yeah. I guess it is"