Hello my fellow humans, hybrids, and aliens! You are here because you wanted to read my story.
To my knowledge this plot line is completely original and I apologize if I unintentionally stole someone else's plot.
This story takes place right before Tooth and Claw and involves two of my beloved OCs, whose names you will discover in a moment.
NOTE: I am American so any British cursing is probably unintentional.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any and all things Doctor Who related, but the OCs are MINE!
Chapter 1: In a Parallel Universe Not So Far Away…
"WHAT? Someone gave you WHAT?" my best friend Carrie Lochán screeched into the phone.
I sighed. "It's not like it's my fault! She asked for a cup of coffee, I went to give it to her and she was gone! There was just a piece of paper left at her seat with the words, 'Call this' on it!"
Carrie appeared to have calmed down a bit. She chuckled, saying, "This is like a creepy intro for Torchwood or Doctor Who."
I couldn't help but laugh along with her. When Carrie had moved to America when she was 9, she hadn't known anyone except her grandparents who had conveniently lived right next door to my house. We had hit it off immediately. She introduced me to Doctor Who, which I fell in love with, during its first season with the Ninth Doctor.
Carrie loved Jack and had been obsessed with Torchwood from the moment it first aired. They would make a cute couple, if he was real. With her long honey blonde hair, tan skin, and blue-gray eyes, she was a stereotypical California girl. My eyes are clover green and my skin is pale with a dusting of freckles across my nose. With my blue black hair cut chin-length in the front and having maybe half an inch of length on the back of my neck, we were complete opposites.
We both watched both shows but I was way more enthused by Doctor Who –which was currently going into season 7- than Torchwood.
"I guess it is." I responded, laughing slightly still. "Come over tonight and we can call the number then have a marathon."
"Sure thing, defender of mankind." She joked.
I groaned. A few weeks ago, she had Googled the meanings of our names. According to several sources my name, Alix and every variation of "Alex" you could find meant "defender of mankind" or something similar. Yes, I know: Alix? What kind of parent names their kid Alix? Apparently mine. They had wanted my name to sound common but actually be SUPER RARE to have.
"Just be over by 3:30, Melody." I retorted, emphasizing "Melody". We'd both about died when we found out that MELODY was the definition of her name. I know it seems stupid, but hey, we're serious fans of the show. We couldn't help but flip out.
Want to know what's even more impressive? She tweeted to all Doctor Who related things she could find: "'I just found out that the definition of my name is "Melody". My last name translates to English as "Pond'." That's all she put. Gained 350 followers overnight. Ridiculous. But also, absolutely fantastic!
I was pulled out of my thoughts by her laughter and agreement to be at my house by 3:30. Walking into my apartment -or "flat" as you British say- I noticed that I had about 2 hours to kill. I decided to clean up a bit.
Forty-five minutes later, I had run out of things to do. I had made the beds, done my laundry and vacuumed. Hell, I even cleaned the bathroom, which only happens when it absolutely has to be done.
So being a Whovian with nothing to do, I continued my pet project: Making my office doors to look like the TARDIS doors. I had gotten old police box doors –little windows, writing and all- repainted them, and had put them up instead of the ones already there. I had needed to give it a "pull to open sign" but hadn't gotten to it yet. Fifteen minutes later, I had pulled up an image of the sign on Google; found some slightly yellowed old fashioned paper I had lying around for this purpose, and printed it so it matched the image to a T.
After spending another five minutes attempting to put it up perfectly and putting a St. John's Ambulance sticker on the door, my task was done and I was once again left with nothing to do. Smiling to myself I walked into my "office".
The room was probably supposed to have been a bedroom, but it had bookshelves already installed in it, so it became my office. I had given everything a polished steam-punk look, much like that of Eleven's TARDIS. That's really what the whole room was, doors included. My own TARDIS. My own private dimension.
I proceeded to thoroughly enjoy dancing around the room, listening to a shuffle mix of Chameleon Circuit. My doorbell buzzed annoyingly for a moment, before I heard the door unlock and a cry of "Honey, I'm home!"
"And what sort of time do you call this?" I responded to Carrie as I stuck my head out the doors.
"OH, you finally finished them! I wish I had the time to do all this in my flat." She sighed.
"Apartment. How many times do I have to correct you? It's an apartment." I told her chuckling, as I turned off the music.
Ignoring my comment, Carrie continued, "How do you want to do this: Food, Phone-call, marathon or Phone-call, food, marathon?"
"Phone-call, food, marathon. I'm in the mood for some Ten today. I was thinking The Unicorn and The Wasp." I respond, fiddling with the numbered napkin, as Carrie digs through the DVDs on my coffee table. I am proud to admit that I have a very through Doctor Who collection. I have every color episode and quite a number of black-and-white ones too. I keep them on my coffee table organized by season and then episode order.
"Oh, I loved Donna! I thought for sure they would keep her for more than one season." Carrie lamented. She had truly loved Donna's spunky style and sheer determination. I loved that she was so human. Everything she felt she felt deeply. She was an amazing companion and a wonderful help to the Doctor. It was an absolute shame that she had to go.
By now, Carrie had pulled out the disk and had put the rest under the cabinet that my TV rested on. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed in the number, as I sat down on the couch next to Carrie. I put it on speakerphone, and placed it on the now cleared off table. We watched with baited breath as the phone rang and finally picked up.
What happened next shocked us both.
In the TARDIS/ Time Vortex:
Rose and the Doctor had just entered the TARDIS after the resolving the hospital issue in New New York, when the phone rang.
"I still can't believe you have a phone in here." Rose commented offhandedly as she sat down in the pilot's chair.
The Doctor just chuckled and pressed a button on the TARDIS console which Rose assumed was the speaker button as he then said aloud to the air, "Hello?"
There was a quick double-beat of silence.
"Oh, shit!" an American accented voice said from over the line. They heard hysterical, nervous laughter in the background. The Doctor looked at the phone confused, but quickly ran over to the home-box and looked for the location the call was coming from.
"Is something wrong?" Rose asked ignoring the Doctor's look that clearly said shut up! I'm working!
"There might be…" the person on the other end of line said shakily. The voice was obviously female.
The Doctor and Rose heard a large THWAP and the laughter in the background suddenly turned into a whining voice, "We've just called the TARDIS, give me a minute to have a panic attack. Don't pretend you're not scared out of your bloody mind too, Alix."
"So let me get this straight. We've called the Doctor's TARDIS and he's with…Rose? Am I right?" The girl whose name was Alix inquired, her voice shaking.
"That's correct, yes. How do you know about Rose and the TARDIS?" The Doctor inquired in an oddly calm voice. He was upset that these people, Carrie and Alix (He wondered idly if it was "Alex" or "Alix") knew about his beloved time machine and his companion. But he was also intensely curious as to how.
"I think I'll have a chance to explain later. For now you might want to come here. If we're talking to you, then there's a crack in the walls of the Universe," Alix said, before suddenly stopping as the other voice from before screamed something about "Jack is real too!"
"Sorry about that," Alix told them, "Carrie's having a bit of a fan-girl moment. I'm Alix by the way. A-L-I-X. I had weird parents. Don't ask."
"Wasn't planning on it." Rose chuckled lightly. Whatever the situation was, it appeared Alix and Carrie were just as surprised as they were.
"Where are you? I can't get a fix." I Doctor asked, irritated.
"Don't look for us as a place. Look for a crack that leads to a parallel world. That should lead you to my apartment."
Doing as Alix instructed, the Doctor flew around the console. "The crack opens up into a flat in Virginia Beach, America in the year 2014. Is that where you are?"
"Yup! Sorry about freaking out earlier. I'm ok now." A different voice said which the Doctor and Rose took to be Carrie.
"I'll be landing there in just a moment. Better hold onto something, Rose. The ride's going to be quite bumpy!"
"Shit! Carrie, hide all the spoilers! If they find out about-"Alix's voice cut off for a moment, "-Wolf," the girls came back on again, before going away entirely, but a steady light static noise told them that they had been put on mute.
"What do you mean spoilers?" the Doctor inquired, but then he released what they said.
"Wolf? Do you mean Bad Wolf? Is in the Bad Wolf?" Rose questioned shakily.
"That would be better." Alix's voice muttered darkly after a moment, "It's been five minutes, where are you?"
"Just putting her into flight. What are spoilers? And how could it possibly be better if it was Bad Wolf?"
"Knowledge of future events. What's the last adventure you did? Can't give you too much prior knowledge." Alix responded, not commenting on the Bad Wolf issue.
"We were just in New New York. We cleared up some issues at a hospital. I got possessed by a bitchy trampoline. You know, average day." Rose said off-handedly.
"Oh, New Earth! I loved that ep- oops! This is going to be difficult for me isn't it?" Carrie's voice came over the phone. The Doctor and Rose could here Alix chortling in the background.
The duo was kept from responding by the sudden jerking of the TARDIS which landed with her usual whooshing noise. Almost immediately, there was a knock at the door.
"Come on in!" The Doctor called, laughing from the extremely bumpy ride.
The time travelers watched with curiosity as two young women entered the TARDIS.
Both looked about twenty or twenty-one. Both were polar opposites. One was average height at about 5'6 with golden blonde hair down to the middle of her back, blue-gray eyes and tanned skin. The other was much taller at about 5'9 with short blue-black hair with a thick green highlight in her side-swept bangs that was the same shade as her unearthly clover green and gold flecked eyes, which stood out on her pale and slightly freckled face.
The taller one grinned and nudged the shorter one in the ribs before saying, "Well! I suppose we can say we certainly haven't been pranked. The actual bigger-on-the-inside TARIDS. Although the correct term would be inter-dimensional transcendent, wouldn't it?" she inquired with a curious smile on her face as she walked towards the console. The Doctor and Rose stared as she brushed her hand against the console which caused the TARDIS to hum loudly, which knocked the shorter girl out of her shocked daze.
"She likes you." The Doctor said surprised.
"Everyone likes Alix. Except the teachers at school and the elderly." The blonde one said, gesturing to the black haired girl standing by the console. "I'm Carrie."
"Melody,"Alix said which caused both girls to bust up laughing for unknown reasons before grinning at each other and saying "Spoilers!"
"I'm Alix, as I'm pretty sure you two have probably figured out." Alix said, still grinning.
"We figured as much. But where are we?" Rose questioned curiously.
"Exactly where the Doctor said. The state of Virginia in my amazing country of America. Virginia Beach to be precise. Only difference is that you've slipped dimensions and here, well…" Alix explained before trailing off.
"Well what?" The Doctor asked impatient with curiosity.
"Well," continued Carrie, "The two of you are a British TV program and it's really rather popular everywhere. It's a good thing you aren't in London, or they'd mistake you for David Tennant and Billie Piper. They're really REALLY famous. You'd be mowed down by fans the minute you walked out the doors." Carrie explained.
"But, how did you call us? If they put the number on this show then wouldn't I have gotten at least a dozen calls like this?" The Doctor asked again.
"They don't." the two girls chorused together.
"So how did you get the number?" Rose asked, slightly suspicious.
In response the two strange girls from a parallel universe turned around and walked out of the TARDIS doors, with the Doctor and Rose quickly following.
Ok how was that? Pretty bad, probably. Hopefully not. It's hopefully going to get better the longer I write. Next chapter will probably be shorter and by the third chapter I should be onto Tooth and Claw. I always thought it was ironic that not long after Rose was Bad Wolf they literally encounter a BAD WOLF and how it recognizes Rose as a wolf.
NOTE: Carrie is not going to be a constant companion. She always was more a Torchwood fan...
Anyways…On to the next!
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