Author's Note: Okay before you read this I want you to PLEASE hear me out! Did I get your attention? Yes...no? Well I tried.
This fan-fiction is not random, I have been planning to write a good plot line DW FF for three years. But just a week ago I finally got a good idea. My other story "Protecting Time" is more of thing I'm writing for my friends.
THIS however I want to be as perfect as possible. If there is anything that seems off AT ALL tell me, please!
I have watched and devoted a portion of my life to Doctor Who since 2005, the exact day, Nine's appearance, ever since that show has inspired me beyond words. One of my dreams is to become one of the writers for DW. I could design my own companion or even my own Doctor! Can you imagine? But that doesn't have anything to do with right now.
My point being, I'm writing this to test myself. If people like it then I pass my test, YEAH!
This FF takes place right after "Journey's End". This episode is from Season 5, 10th Doctor.
This is a companion self insert, it's me in about 4 years. I tried to make myself the right age for this and in the right year, but it's me where I hope to be and doing what I want to go do. I might also add in other OC's that I have created for original novels I've written.
Like; a good portion of this comes from my book "Evanescent Apocalypse". I will reference my own work occasionally so don't freak out if you don't get it. People I know will be in this, I will identify who is who. If you want to know more details about me, said character in said story, go to my profile.
If you ever want to ask me questions or know more about me, visit my Tumblr page. It's linked on my profile page.
I thank every one who is reading this from the bottom of my heart. We Whovians should stick together, one day we will be called to save the world (On a possibly small scale) and we should work together like our beloved Doctor has taught us how to do!
I do not own anything from Doctor Who that is in this fan-fiction, I own everything else in it however, I would appreciate it if you didn't use any of this (My stuff not DW's stuff) before asking me permeation.
Now, on with the SHOW! Enjoy and thank you for reading!
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People referenced from :
BMD-X: Brandon Monarch
Fox Mew Brittany: Britt
WolfAngel: Elle
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Quotes:
((To get 'ya in the DW spirit!))
Now, look, there's a blue box. It's bigger on the inside than it is on the outside. It can go anywhere in time and space and sometimes even where it's meant to go. And when it turns up, there's a bloke in it called The Doctor and there will be stuff wrong and he will do his best to sort it out and he will probably succeed cos he's awesome. Now sit down, shut up, and watch 'Blink'. -Neil Gaimansummarizes 48 years of backstory
He is impulsive, idealistic, ready to risk his life for a worthy cause. He hates tyranny and oppression and anything that is anti-life. He never gives in and he never gives up, however overwhelming the odds against him. The Doctor believes in good and fights evil. Though often caught up in violent situations, he is a man of peace. He is never cruel or cowardly. In fact, to put it simply, the Doctor is a hero.-Terrance Dicks
One day, I shall come back. Yes, I shall come back. Until then, there must be no regrets, no tears, no anxieties. Just go forward in all your beliefs, and prove to me that I am not mistaken in mine.-First Doctor
There are some corners of the universe which have bred the most terrible things. Things that act against everything we believe in. They must be fought.
-Second Doctor
Courage isn't just a matter of not being afraid. It's being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway.-Third Doctor
The very powerful and the very stupid have one thing in common. They don't alter their views to fit the facts; they alter the facts to fit their views. Which can be uncomfortable if you happen to be one of the facts that needs altering.-Fourth Doctor
I tried keeping a diary once. Not chronological, of course. But the trouble with time travel is, one never seems to find the time.-Fifth Doctor
In all my traveling throughout the universe I have battled against evil, against power mad conspirators. I should have stayed here. The oldest civilization: decadent, degenerate, and rotten to the core. Power mad conspirators, Daleks, Sontarans... Cybermen, they're still in the nursery compared to us. Ten million years of absolute power. That's what it takes to be really corrupt! -Sixth Doctor
There are worlds out there where the sky is burning, and the sea's asleep, and the rivers dream; people made of smoke and cities made of song. Somewhere there's danger, somewhere there's injustice, somewhere else the tea's getting cold. Come on, Ace. We've got work to do.-Seventh Doctor
I am the man that gives monsters nightmares. The Daleks call me the Bringer of Darkness. I am the Eighth Man Bound. I am the Champion of Life and Time. I'm the guy with two hearts. I make History better. I am the Doctor.-Eighth Doctor
Do you wanna come with me? 'Cause if you do, then I should warn you, you're gonna see all sorts of things. Ghosts from the past. Aliens from the future. The day the Earth died in a ball of flame. It won't be quiet, it won't be safe and it won't be calm. But I'll tell you what it will be: the trip of a lifetime.-Ninth Doctor
I'm the Doctor. I'm a Time Lord. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous. I'm 903 years old, and I'm the man who's gonna save your lives and all six billion people on the planet below. You got a problem with that?-Tenth Doctor
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::"The Unknown Companion?"::
Episode One:"Be Yourself; Save The World!"
Prologue:"The Aliens Are Coming!"
Space. The void of forever emptiness. That is, until life came to be.
One might thing only one race could survive in such a cold and dark place. Humans believe they are alone, that they are the center of the , universes actually. But they are wrong. Humans are far from the only race in existence, to think such a large place would only house such a small species is idiotic.
Yet, that is not the argument to be made today. Today the universe's inhabitants will realize that there is more out there then what they can see. All around them, other dimensions exist, being created by the billions every second. Each dimension calls itself Reality, but really there is only one Reality and all other dimensions were created from it.
Reality, however, is not the place we will speak of today. Today we talk of dimensions with time travelers, dreamers, writers, companions, aliens, and challenges. We talk of your world and another.
Soon all of humanity will see the impossible emerge in front of them and try to kill them person by person. It will not be easy to survive, humanity will have to face many of those challenges. But there is hope! And his name is...The Doctor.
"Welcome to anti-reality, try to survive why don't you."- Unknown Companion.
-X-
The ship was temporarily offline; until they floated far enough into space to enact their plans, that is. It was cold and dark, but that didn't matter, they could see in the dark and create their own heat. Usually the ship was alive with progress, work, science, technology, and beings.
The 'captain' of this ship stood, watching the stars float by. This was the first time his ship had gone so slow, but to make their plan work they needed to save all of the Exton Energy so that they could create the hole.
A hole in time and space, a portal that would lead them to another dimension.
This captain's name was Rardock, and he was an Evanescent. A race of beings that were beyond the normal standards of intelligence and strength. Their telepathic abilities would even astound Time Lords. Their tactical strength and wit even surpassed the Sontarans.
Their race was not known, they hid, waiting for the perfect moment to strike, and when they did, there were no survivors. It was almost like they were never there.
Rardock's spine tingled with anticipation. He was excited for tomorrow's victory. He was excited that they would finally be able to enact their dream!
"Rardock?" Himpsure, another Evanescent on board the ship; Constant, spoke to Rardock in their practiced Human tongue. English, they called it. They were told to learn their enemy, so they did, every aspect of their enemy, even down to their most common language.
"Yes, Commander Himpsure?" Rardock hated speaking English, he hated humans all together, they were a disgusting race to him. He believed what they were about to do was long over due.
"You should rest. Tomorrow you will not have time." Himpsure informed his captain, as he stood at the ready. His tail stood straight up at his shoulders, fire like eyes trained on his captain with awe.
"Yes." Rardock nodded. "Tomorrow all humans will die...then EDEN will open." He closed his eyes, tired; he sighed. His scaled hand traveled to his temple to rub his reptilian eye lid.
"Captain?" Himpsure stood carefully on his reptilian legs. His furry tail began to rock slowly. "Why...why do we have to travel to another dimension to kill the humans, sir, there are plenty here?" The commander asked quietly.
Rardock glared at him, his dragon like face sneered, his golden glowing eyes glaring at Himpsure. This Evanescent was young, unsure of himself, and was not as intelligent as most, but was incredibly strong none the less.
"Because we wish to stay silent. Earth in this realm is protected by a ...Time Lord." Rardock spat the race's name like venom. "Even if it is one, we dare not intrude on what is his." Rardock hated that his race feared Time Lords, the ancient species should have died out long ago, to his opinion.
"So tomorrow we will invade another Earth, kill all of the humans as sacrifices, then open the gate to EDEN!" Himpsure said this excitedly, his tail wagging furiously.
Rardock smiled at the young and foolish Evanescent. He knew it would not be so easily done, but he gladly took the challenge. They would be victorious!
"Yes, Commander, we shall." Rardock then took the shoulder of his fellow Evanescent and lead them both back to the Hibernation Core, so that they might rest.
Tomorrow would be a big day. Tomorrow they invaded the Earth of another dimension, and they would slaughter the race known as humanity.
And nothing would stop them.
-X-
Episode One:"Be Yourself; Save The World!"
Part 1:"The Dimensional Catalyst?"
Cardiff University: Off campus dorm house. Cardiff, Whales. 2015, September 24th. 9:01 AM.
The sun was tightly sealed away by the dark colored curtains in the disorganized office slash room. The bed's crimson red sheets were ruffled and half sprawled out onto the floor. Papers sat on the desk next to the covered window, the only spot on the desk that appeared clean was where the small black laptop lay. Clothes hung off of every surface in the room, including the desk chair that had a black hoody and black leather jacket hanging off it's back. Posters covered the room's walls, posters of anime, Doctor Who, Marvel, zombie survival, video games, Warehouse 13, Supernatural, and different bits of art.
The person in the bed shivered as only half the covers covered her body. Her long pale leg hung off the bed, her auburn hair was a mess, and her pillow had hints of drool on it.
Finally; the red tinted alarm clock, that sat on her desk atop a black printer, went off. It began to play music from the ipod that was plugged into the top of it. The girl slightly woke to the song: I Ran So Far Away by Flock of Seagulls.
Even as the song continued to blare the girl did not get up. She merely rolled over and yawned. It wasn't until another dark haired girl, that was the same age as her, walked into her room and threw a small pillow at the sleeping girl's alarm clock.
"'Ya idjat! If you're not going to get up then don't set your bloody alarm clock! Your American rock music is getting on me nerves!" The average-build black haired girl shouted with her Welsh accent, while wearing kitten covered pajamas.
"Shut up, Emily." The sleeping girl mumbled and rolled over again, still not getting up.
The Welsh girl, Emily, rolled her eyes. " 'Ya git." She tossed another pillow at the other girl and left the room, slamming the door behind her.
The American girl yawned and finally stretched her limbs before dragging herself out of bed. She then went into the bathroom across from her room and turned on the light.
Oddly enough; her alarm clock began to work again, even after being slammed into the wall by a pillow, and was currently hanging off her desk by a cord. It began to play: Abacab by Genesis, as she began to brush her teeth.
Without even thinking about it; the American girl began to hum along with the song. As soon as she was done brushing her teeth she combed through her messy, curly, shoulder length hair. The girl's emerald eyes were dark and hazy, tired looking, with dark purple bags underneath them, which was usually hidden by a pair of glasses.
The girl yawned again as she closed the bathroom door and took a quick shower. Her alarm clock still playing music, against Emily's wishes. Afterwards she wrapped a towel around herself, pony tailed her damp hair, and ran back into her room. She was awake now and lively. She dashed and jumped around her room, to the music, as she tried to find a clean shirt and pair of jeans to wear.
After being successful in the endeavor the girl tossed on her clothes, being of which was a black long sleeved shirt, a pair of gray jeans, her black and white sneakers, her red and black glasses, her silver watch, a black hoody, a black leather jacket, and her red ruby self-designed high school class ring. She then walked out of her room, finally turning her alarm clock off and putting it back on her printer, and went into the living room.
One side of the living room was neat and clean, tidy and organized. The other side was the opposite, it was covered in pizza boxes, newspapers, lots of books, scattered drawings, and many manuscripts of books that were half done.
You could only guess which side was who's.
"You're a bloody git, you know that?" The dark haired girl; Emily appeared, leaning against the arch between the living room and the kitchen, holding a mug of vanilla coffee. She now wore a dark blue shirt, a pair of tan military looking khakis, and some leather boots. Her dark blue eyes glared deeply at the American girl, who was not fazed in the slightest, but did have a very confused look on her face.
The auburn haired girl sighed, her body slumped when she released the breath, she rubbed the back of her head, scratching her scalp. "What have I done now?" She asked, still sounding half asleep. The question seemed to slip from her mouth easily, almost as if she asked it on a regular basis.
"That bloke called again this morn'n. He said he wanted to know if you wanted breakfast, I told him to bugger off because it was two o'clock in the bloody morn'n! On a Saturday to boot!" Emily sipped her coffee after yelling, she continued to glare at the American girl who seemed to be almost absolutely clueless.
The auburn haired girl just tilted her head, shook it, shrugged, then went straight for the fridge.
"Oi! You can't just ignore this! He likes you, a lot!" Emily then quickly leaned against the refrigerator door before the other girl could get to it. "This is the fifth guy this semester Jam! You need to get your head out of Dream World and grow up! Before all the guys grow out!"
The auburn haired girl just blinked rapidly at Emily before pulling the door open anyway, even though Emily was in front of it. She grabbed a Coca-Cola from the fridge, snapped it open, then downed it. Emily watched and waited, still glaring.
"Okay," The other girl said with an exhaled breath, hands in the air. "Caffeine is now officially in my blood." She then looked at Emily and put up one finger. "One; my name is not Jam it's Jamy, Jamy Boyd. We've had three semesters together you ought to know that by now." The girl, Jamy, tilted her head as she paused, thinking. "Although I know you know Jamy isn't really my first name, but you also know I refuse for anyone to use my real first name." She pointed out and uttered rather quickly, almost like words were spilling out of her mouth. Something that happened to her on a regular basis.
Emily sighed and shook her head, sometimes this girl made her so frustrated. The simplest things, like a normal conversation, was so hard to come by with her. She could never keep her head screwed on right or her mouth zipped shut.
"Two; I don't want a relationship. Not from them, not from anyone. I tell them that when I start talking to them, but their just like-...like flies! I can't turn a corner without a guy giving me puppy dog eyes. What is with these guys in the UK? Are they blind?" Jamy rambles on, almost non-stop, again. She motions to her body with her hands, insinuating that the 'UK boys' were blind because she was not 'good looking'. But since this young dreamer had grown, she had gain some worth in the looks department and Emily wasn't the only person, boy or girl, to notice. The only person who hadn't noticed was Jamy herself.
Emily rolls her eyes. "Ever hear love is blind? 'Ya git. Maybe they like you because you're nice! And if you don't start thinking about your future, you're going to end up dying alone! 'Ya git!" Emily starts to yell, trying to get through the block in Jamy's ears.
But Jamy seems ever resilient not to care. "I don't need anyone else, love isn't real! It's chemicals in one's body telling them it's time to mate! And; what. The. Heck. Is a git?" She shouts back, sounding frustrated.
Emily throws her hands up in the air and gives up completely. "An idjat! 'Cos that's what you are, an idjat!" Emily then puts her mug down and storms out of the kitchen.
Quickly, Jamy throws away the can she had finished drinking and runs after Emily. "An idiot! You mean idiot!" She pauses. "And I am not!"
-X-
An hour later...
"So? Do you want anything?" Jamy asks Emily. The dark haired girl sits on the couch as she channel surfs. Jamy stands behind her, leaning over her head.
Emily raises a brow at the closeness. "Oi! Space!" Emily pushes Jamy's head playfully and the auburn haired one laughs. "Also, yah, were out of creamer, sugar, milk, and...here's a shocker; soda."
"I do not have an obsession with soda." Jamy quickly bites back without thinking about it.
Emily rolls her eyes. "Yes. You. Do. But that doesn't matter right now, Jam, just go and get back." She retorts with a smile and a playful glare.
Jamy "humphs" and goes to grab her keys from a bowl next to the TV. She has her side-pack with her, the side-pack looks like a small TARDIS hanging off of her shoulder. She puts her keys in her pocket as Emily begins to laugh. Jamy looks back at her, confused. "What?" She asks with a raised brow.
"Really? A TARDIS bag?" Emily giggles, remote in her lap forgotten, as she leans her back against the couch.
"It's bigger on the inside." Jamy replies, a grin from ear to ear on her face. The bag holds, actually, just her laptop, which was not very big.
"Get that off the internet?" Emily asks, standing up, putting the remote on top of the TV.
"No, a friend from Tumblr mailed it to me for my-," Jamy cut herself off, she did not want to finish her sentence, not in front of Emily. The fact that today was her birthday was a secret. She'd hate to see what a Welsh twenty year old girl could come up with on last notice for birthday celebration. She hated celebrating her birthday anyway.
Emily does not notice and walks up to her. "You and your 'lil blog and your internet buddies." She shakes her head. "Oh! Don't forget your bloody helmet today! You hear me! I am not coming to kidnap you from the hospital again after that last stunt."
"It was an accident." Jamy mumbles as she pouts at her dark haired friend, before, indeed, grabbing her black motorcycle helmet. The hemet always seemed to find itself hanging off the coat rack near the door, for some reason or another.
"Bollocks. If that was an accident then my aunts the queen of bloody England!" Emily shot back, her arms folded as she stopped in front of Jamy, a friendly glare forming, again.
"Oh? You never told me you were related to royalty!" Jamy joked, smiling again. As always she didn't take anything the Welsh girl said seriously.
Emily pushed her in the shoulder playfully, Jamy pretended it hurt and clutched it protectively. "You know what I mean you wanker! Also, don't forget stuff for supper, it's your turn to cook tonight." She informed the auburn haired American in front of her.
Jamy's face turned blank then as she looked at Emily. She started to stare at her with puppy dog eyes as she realized what was said to her. "But...but- I'm a horrible cook! Your so much better than me! Can't you do it?" Jamy whined and begged, whimpering like a puppy to ham up the act.
"No! Now get out of here! I know better than to let you keep staring at me with those puppy dog eyes!" Emily said as she pushed Jamy out of the door. Jamy laughed and let push as the door closed behind her. Jamy sighed melancholily before walking to the student parking lot.
'Life is good.' She thought.
-X-
An hour and thirty minutes later...
Jamy Boyd was a simple young woman from America, it's just, she was complex too. She could never decide really which it was.
She was twenty years old, today. September twenty fourth was her birthday. This was her third semester in Cardiff University, and to tell the truth she came to Cardiff only because of Doctor Who, but Cardiff really was beautiful, so it was a win-win. Thing was; she was almost the only person in all of Cardiff that rode a motorcycle, and that didn't have a three inch thick accent. If she felt different back home, she really felt different here.
Her dream was to be a great author. To make her books the stuff of legends, on shelves in homes everywhere. In three months her first novel would reach those shelves.
Hidden Powers by Jamy Catalyst; Is what it would say. Her long time dream was coming true. Now she just had to make sure Emily didn't kill her before she could see it come true.
Little Town was the name of Jamy's favorite cafe. It had free Wi-Fi and the best hot cocoa you'd ever hope to find in Cardiff. She sat there, in the little cafe, sipping hot chocolate and surfing the web most days.
Jamy was on her blog on a website called Tumblr. She was talking to a girl she had known for about five years. She had visited her once before too. She was thanking her for the bag she had sent her, the TARDIS one, for her birthday.
"Thank you Britt, I love it!" Jamy mumbled as she typed the words. She sat in the back of the cafe, out of ear shot. She scrolled through at least a dozen pages before ordering her and Emily's supper by using a pizza place's website. "Make me cook, I order. Simple as that." She stated before closing her laptop and putting it back in her bag.
"Hey...look at that!"
"Oh my gawd! What is that?"
"Clouds...no, not clouds."
Jamy lifted her head as she heard several people around her talking. 'What are they talking about?' Jamy saw that everyone in the cafe was looking outside. Jamy turned her head to see how dark it was outside the cafe. She raised her brow before getting up and going outside, her side-pack slung over her shoulder again.
People stood in the streets, frozen in fear, as they looked up at the sky. Jamy looked at the people before tilting her head up, as she walked onto the street. All the cars on the streets were stopped, their drivers looking up at the sky like everyone else. Above them was a dark black-moving-shadow-looking thing.
'Nope, that is definitely not a cloud.' Jamy thought, a lump stuck in her throat. That's when her cellphone started buzzing in her pants pocket. As she watched the shadow like thing move slowly above her she answered her phone.
"Oh my gawd! Are you alright? Have you seen the news? What's going on out there!" It was Emily, almost over hyperventilating with worry for the auburn haired girl.
Apparently, it didn't take long for news crews all over Whales to see this huge shadow and begin to report over it, making everyone, wether at home or on the streets, panicked.
Jamy could feel her hand trembling as her phone shook in her hands. She watched the shadow closely, frozen like everyone else on the streets. She swallowed audibly again, almost completely terrified. "Emily..." She whispered. "I think- I think it's a ship." She stated, stuttering.
"What? A space ship? Don't be daft! It can't be!" Emily yelled, but sounded not so sure herself. Emily, like Jamy, was a Doctor Who enthusiast but was unsure wether to believe in things like aliens or not.
That's when Jamy heard people screaming behind her. She turned quickly and saw them all pointing at something in the sky in front of them. She was scared to look up, to see what it could be, but she had no choice. She lifted her head to see-
"It's a dimensional rip! Emily! It came from a dimensional rip in time and space!" Jamy yelled hysterically into the phone, her grip tightening on it. Some how she knew, just by seeing it, what it was. The gears in her brain turning so fast she was able to put her lives' knowledge together and realize it in a matter of seconds. It was a writer thing.
"But...but that's impossible! That stuff- it's just off of TV shows! Ain't it?" Emily sounded terrified now and confused, Jamy could hear the news going on in the room with her, she knew she could see the same thing as her from the sounds coming from the background of her phone.
"Anything is possible, Emily." Jamy paused, thinking of the right words to use to explain to her dearly bewildered friend. "I've been searching for impossible things all of my life Emily, do you know what I found? Nothing. Because everything is possible, and if it really was impossible then it simply just wouldn't be. All those stories people write, they have to come from some where, whether here or from another world. But they are all true Emily, this proves it! This proves I was right!"
"What...what are you talk'n about Jam?" Emily sounded befuddled now, she didn't seem to understand what the auburn haired girl was trying to tell her, or whether she wanted to believe her.
Jamy clutched her phone again, let the person on the other side's voice sink in, let her remember it, cherish it. She took a deep breath, steadying herself. "Thank you, Emily." She said slowly, whispering.
"What? Why?" Emily asked, slowly becoming hysterical from what her friend was trying to tell her.
"For everything, for acting like a mother hen to me, for protecting me, for watching out for me. You didn't have to do that but you did." Jamy tried to keep the tears from her eyes, as she watched the swirling vortex in front of her light up crimson red, with swirling darkness inside of it, and blue lightning coming out of it. Ships the size and build of sky scrapers and tanks began to appear by the tens of hundreds in the sky. More were coming and she knew it, the biggest one was right above her head now.
There was a knot tightening in Jamy's stomach, she could almost sense what was about to happen. She had watched enough science fiction to realize it long before it happened. She'd written plenty of science fiction to boot, to see it coming.
She could hear a small sob from Emily then. ". Don't! I know that voice Jamy Boyd! That's your 'I'm-about-to-do-something-extremely-reckless' voice. You can't! You have to come back! Please! Don't be daft! Please! I know you! Your going to try and play hero again! You're just a college student! What can you do?" She screamed into the phone, her crying growing louder. Emily tried so desperately to convince her friend to stop, to come back home, but even then she knew the stubborn American girl to well and knew no matter what she said Jamy wouldn't listen.
Jamy's face grew blank as she watched the ships get closer and closer. "But if I don't do something, who will?" She whispered before a tear dropped down her cheek, fear gripping her heart. "Goodbye Emily Lockheart, lock the doors and look in my old suitcase. My dad's last birthday present should be in there. It should protect you...just, remember to take off the safety first." And with that, Jamy Boyd hung up her cellphone, put it in her pant's pocket, and took a deep breath. She watched as every other panicked person on the streets of Whales was disintegrated by beams of green light.
The other's simply vanished.
Before Jamy had time to even move, she was greeted by darkness.
-X-
Meanwhile in the TARDIS...
The Doctor walked back into the TARDIS. He was soaked, his hair drooping into his eyes, his long brown jacket was drenched. He slowly threw his jacket over one of the arches in the TARDIS, the one next to the front door, and walked over to his chair. He sat down, stretched, and ran his hand threw his wet dripping hair. He sighed, tired, lonely, sad.
The Doctor Donna would have made a brilliant companion, the best maybe even. But if Donna Noble was to survive he had to wipe her mind, he had had no choice in the matter.
'Donna Noble...' The Doctor then looked to his side and saw one of Donna's coats. Like Rose's it had been left behind. The Doctor gritted his teeth before ignoring the coat and turning knobs on the console of the TARDIS. He would need to change into something dry soon, perhaps get some well deserved rest.
But before the Doctor could do any of this, the TARDIS began to go insane. It shifted and the Doctor glided off his feet, the TARDIS tilting, as if there was an earthquake going on beneath it.
The Doctor tried to steady himself as he ran around pulling levers and punching buttons, trying to stop the TARDIS.
"What's going on old girl? What's wrong?" The Doctor asked to the machine, concern for her written all over his face and into his voice.
The TARDIS responded by sounding a red alert and began to take off into deep space.
This was one of those moments the Doctor had no control over the blue box. He could try pushing every button and switching all of the switches, but nothing would work. All he could do was run over to his viewing screen and see where they were going.
The Doctor raced over, trying to keep his balance along the way, and turned the screen towards him. He flipped it on and punched some Gallifreyn into the keyboard making an image appear on screen. It was quiet a nasty image at that.
"No. No. No. No. NO! NO! NO! NOOO!" The Doctor shouted as he watched the image get bigger on his screen. He knew exactly what it was and that it was very very very bad news.
If the Doctor had had a companion with him at the moment, this would be where he explained to them how bad this truly was.
Directly in front of him was a rip! A rip in the very fabric of this universe's reality. A rip in time and space that was far to large to have been made on accident. It was essentially a portal to another dimension. The portal looked like the one the Doctor had to go through to travel through time, but with inverted colors.
If this portal was not sealed soon it would begin to drag other planets and pieces of the universe inside of it. It would begin to suck things in and when something that was not meant to be was thrown into another dimension then very very bad things happened. Like the destruction of both dimensions all together.
The closer the TARDIS got to the dimensional rip the more it seemed to be getting sucked in. Sooner then the Doctor expected, both him and the TARDIS was sucked completely into the other dimension.
The Doctor sighed as he held onto the console for dear life. "Just brilliant."
-X-
End Note: I hope you guys liked this! I'll be posting it on the eighth, if I can. I'm already working on part 2. I should be done with it in a bit. It might not be as long as this one, so I'll probably add part 1 of episode 2 on it. So I hope everyone reviews that enjoyed this! I'd like to get a good average of how well this is liked. Suggests are welcome!
DW Fan Question of the Day!:
If you could travel all through out time and space with The Doctor, where would you go?