So, this is my first Doctor Who fanfiction, but I'm hoping that this will go well. I'm a huge fan of the show, and often find myself fantasizing that the Doctor will invite me to be his companion. That would be nice... Still, for now, fanfictions will do.
Disclaimer: Oh, this is the fun part. I own nothing, not even my own heart for the Doctor has stolen it. TT^TT
October 23, 2010 Chiswick, England
Donna Noble observed the grave of her husband with a wry smile. They weren't even married two years before he was taken from her, and he'd even had the nerve to tell her to move on after he'd died.
"Bloody idiot," she muttered, rubbing her chin as tears began to spill from her eyes. "Just where do you get off thinkin' you can order me around?" She pressed her hand against her mouth to fight back a sob, falling to her knees. She was alone.
First, it had been her grandad. It was a hit and run. He'd died instantly. Six months later, her mother was mugged and killed, all for a bit extra money. And now Sean, taken by some unknown disease, deteriorating from the strong, healthy man she knew into nothing in a matter of days. Everything had fallen apart.
She wiped her eyes, biting down on her bottom lip. Her hands reached out and stroked the cold stone that marked Sean's grave. "Good-bye, my love," she whispered before standing. A strange feeling that she was being watched compelled her to look up at a collection of trees near the edge of the cemetery.
Something stood between two trees, dressed in a suit with a red tie, but definitely not human. Its bulbous head and large slanted eyes reminded Donna of the comical human's idea of a martian. However, it also resembled a skull with it's pale brown skin and sunken in eyes.
A moment of clarity struck Donna, and she stumbled backward, her hand slapping over her mouth.
"Doctor!" she whimpered, looking around, hoping to see a familiar blue box standing somewhere nearby. She looked back, and there was nothing there. And then she forgot.
Blinking, she lowered her hand, wondering why her heart was racing so quickly. She recalled saying something, but she couldn't remember exactly what it was. With frown, she turned and walked back towards her car, wiping the stray tears from her cheeks.
May 15, 2012 London, England; Parallel Universe: Pete's World
"Y'know, I really don't see how any of this has anythin' to do with our situation," Rose mused as she watched the Doctor fumbling around the kitchen, throwing metal bowls and pots onto the floor as he searched the cabinets. He pulled his head out and grinned up at her, earning her wide smile in return, her tongue poking from between her teeth.
"You said you wanted to see the stars again, so we're going to see the stars!" he said. Rose raised a brow.
"With my mum's toaster?" she questioned as he pulled the device from the wall, pulling apart the outer shell with his long, thin fingers.
"I just need to use a few parts-" he grimaced, yanking out the metal wire that cooked the toast. "-and then we'll have to pay a little visit to Torchwood, get some supplies, and then will I have a surprise for you!" He pulled his homemade sonic screwdriver from his coat pocket and pressed the button, the familiar whirr-ing sound filing the air as the tip glowed bright blue. The wire separated from the rest of the toaster with a spark.
"So you aren't going to explain then, I assume?"
"Nah, it's all very very complicated and confusing. Not gonna bother. Instead, I'll just show you." With another wide grin, he set the remnants of the toaster on the counter and stood, tucking his sonic into his pocket. "Now, you wait here, and I'll be back in a jiffy. Oh, that's a fun word, jiffy, jiffy, jiffy." Rose laughed walking over and kissing him, her hand cupping his cheek.
"Have I ever told you how mad you are?" she asked him.
"Oh yes," he answered. "Allons-y!" He kissed her and ran out of the room, leaving the mess behind for her to clean up. With a roll of her eyes, Rose bent over and began to clean. She gathered several bowls in her arms, stacked evenly, and frowned. The hairs on the back of her neck rose, and she felt as if she wasn't alone in the room. She looked up, and the bowls in her arms clattered to the floor loudly. In the doorway between the kitchen and living room stood what was obviously an alien, dressed in a black business suit. It tilted its head, observing her with it's sunken in, large eyes.
"What was that?" The Doctor, having heard the sound, ran back into the kitchen. Rose whipped around to face him, opening her mouth to answer, when suddenly, she forgot.
"What was what?" she asked. She looked back in front of her, and saw nothing, before turning again to the Doctor. "What are you still here for? I thought you had a surprise for me? You'd better get on with it," she told him, grinning. The Doctor frowned.
"But what was that crash?" he asked. Rose looked down at the scattered bowls around her and shrugged.
"I must've just dropped the bowls on accident. No harm done," she insisted.
"Alrighty, then. I'll be seein' you. Off I go." Rose nodded and waved, once again bending down to pick up the bowls.
Sometime in the year 2405, on the planet Alfava Metraxis
"Run!" she cried, grasping the young girl's hand. Little Flora Whitton followed the strange blonde woman as they ran, the screams of the villager's in their wake. Flora stumbled, struggling to keep up with the woman's long stride.
"J-Jenny! Where are we going? What about my family?" she cried.
"Don't worry, taken care of!" Jenny replied, pulling her into the cover of the trees. After a few more feet of running, Jenny ducked behind a large three, pulling Flora with her. They crouched together, watching in silence as flames rose from the small village. Tears fell from the young girl's eyes, and her bottom lip quivered.
"All of those people..." she gasped. "They're dying. And it's all because of me." Jenny shook her head, cupping Flora's cheeks so that she was forced to look at her.
"That is not true, Flora. You did nothing wrong. Ya hear me? Nothing. Now, we need to focus on getting back to my ship. That is where your family is hiding. But the problem is that the Carrionites are right in the middle of our path there. Meaning that we have to work our way around." Flora sniffled.
"And how do we do that?" she asked.
"Well, obviously, I have to-" She stopped staring at something behind Flora, her eyes wide. "What is that?" Flora turned her head to see, standing, but there was nothing in sight. She looked down at Jenny, who was now blinking up at her confused.
"What are you doing? Get down!" Jenny cried, pulling her back down. "We'll be seen."
"But what were you looking at?" Flora asked. "You were looking at something." Jenny frowned, shaking her head.
"I don't know what you mean. I wasn't looking at anything. There is nothing there," she insisted. "Now then, time for the running again. I love the running." She grinned, pulling Flora back to her feet.
September 12, 2012 Leadworth, England
"Oi, Rory, would you hurry it up?" Amy shouted from her bedroom where she was hurriedly packing a bag.
"I'm coming!" Rory called in response, running up the stairs.
"Don't forget the sunscreen!" his wife called. Rory groaned.
"Right!" He turned and ran back downstairs and walked to the cupboard, pulling it open. He cried out in shock, stumbling back, when he found an alien standing inside, examining him with it's sunken eyes. "Amy!" he shouted, making sure to keep his eyes trained on the alien. The Silence stepped forward, head tilting to the side, as if intrigued by Rory's actions.
"What is it now? Can't find the bloody sunscreen? It's on the top shelf in the cupboard!" Amy called back, zipping up the large suitcase.
"I think you'd better get down here! Like, right now!" Rory shouted. "We've got a serious emergency!"
"Look, you're a grown man, Rory! Can't you handle one simple task?" Rory, sighed, exasperated, and looked to the staircase to shout a retort. And then he forgot. He looked back at the cupboard, frowning. Something was wrong... No, everything was fine. There was nothing there. Why was he so concerned?
With a sigh, he grabbed the sunblock from the shelf. "Nevermind, I've got it!" he called.
Time Vortex, Tardis
"What is it now?" The Doctor huffed, stroking the wall of his Tardis. "What's got you upset this time, Sexy?" He patted her lightly as she released a low, sick sounding noise from her engines. Suddenly, the Tardis shook violently, sending him to the floor. He quickly stumbled to his feet and ran to the console, checking the screen. When he saw the readings that the Tardis was picking up, his jaw dropped. "But that's impossible!"
Another shake had him clinging to the captain's seats as the Tardis rocketed through the Time Vortex, heading straight for modern-day Chiswick.
Well, there's chapter one. I hope you guys enjoyed. Reviews are love!