A/N - Hello! I'm not exactly sure how many types of stories there are like this but I'm changing it up just a bit. Read this chapter and you'll get the gist about my plan. Also sorry of you are reading any of my other stories and are waiting for an update! I have to not read or watch any Doctor Who related media or I'll get an idea for a fic and I can't write anything else until I get it out of my brain. I also have poor self control so I end up posting it...
Disclaimer - Nothing In any of this story is mine!
P.S. - I'm copying this down on my phone during class so sorry for any mistakes I might make. If you see one I'd appreciate if you'd review about it so I can fix it!
"It's the TARDIS!" Mickey shouted as he sprinted aroind a corner and saw Jackie standing in the alley he had just run to.
"I know, Mickey, I heard it! She's alive, I knew it!" Jackie squealed as they looked around for that impossible blue box. When she did make her appearance, it wasn't a slow materialization. The TARDIS came barreling down from the sky, ping ponged between two buildings, before settling down in the back of the alley, not before knocking over a few bins in the process.
Mickey and Jackie, who had fallen to the floor in an effort to escape the TARDIS' destructive path, stood carefully and walked slowly over to the doors of the TARDIS. They both jumped as one of the doors opened suddenly and a man, in his late-twenties or early-thirties, looked out. He was apparently pleased with what he saw for a large grin spread across his face. He leaned heavily against the door frame as he looked out.
"London!" He cried happily. "Earth, the solar system! I did it!" The man spotted Mickey and Jackie standing a few feet away and stumbled towards them. He fell forward a bit and the two confused humans caught and steadied him. He grabbed each of their shoulders as he looked at both of them.
"Jackie! And Mr. Mickity-Mick-Mickey!" He cried happily before his smile fell and his face grew serious. "Hold on. There's something I need to tell you, something important. Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh." He said even though neither Jackie nor Mickey had moved to speak. "Oh that's right! Merry Christmas!" He cried happily, the smile back in full force, before he collapsed into Mickey's arms.
The pair stared at the odd man, their heads snapping up in unison as the TARDIS doors opened once more. Now the figure that stood in them belonged to one Rose Tyler, who was rubbing the back of her head, wincing when she rubbed a tender spot. She looked down at the scene below her, which would have been down right hilarious under the right circumstances.
"Rose! Who's this? Where's the Doctor?" Jackie asked, looking down at the man in the Doctor's clothing who was certainly not the Doctor.
"That's him. That's the Doctor."
"Whaddya mean, "That's the Doctor."! I've seen the Doctor and this defiantly isn't him."
"That really is him, mum. I'm not sure how but he changed right in front of me."
"Changed?" Mickey asked, glancing down at the Doctor.
"I don't know, it was somethin like that." Rose sighed, running a hand through her hair.
"Alright, if this is the Doctor, then what's he gone and done to his face?" Jackie demanded.
"I honestly don't know." Rose said, sounding slightly annoyed as she stepped out of the TARDIS. "Mickey, gimme a hand. I'll explain what happened when we get him upstairs."
Jackie nodded and followed behind Rose and Mickey as they struggled to carry the unconscious man. She looked up at the storm clouds gathering above the estate and shivered. "Seems like we're gonna be having some rain later." she muttered, drawing her jacket tighter around herself as she rushed to catch up with the two young people slowly going up the stairs.
Yeah, it's short but this is sorta like a teaser chapter, if you will. I'd appreciate any and all criticism you have. Thanks for reading and please review!