Mr. 96: Fans, followers, and newcomers, I'm sorry! (bows head) I gotta apologize for my latest actions! I admit to taking a huge hiatus, and then neglecting my Bleach, my Soul Eater, and my X-Men stories for two new Doctor Who ones! But you gotta understand, I've been on hiatus due to a very unfortunate writer's block, and when I got my P'Zang again, Bleach had gone out of fashion for me, but I had just gotten into Doctor Who and A Certain Magical Index! And I am mad that no one has bothered to do a crossover between those two yet! So, like Ultimately Annihilated, I plan to glorify those two wonderful series in fusion and crossover!
In a dark, secluded laboratory, two scientists were watching clips put on a screen mounted on their wall. The clips were of an old man wearing a cape and a cane and traveling with two teachers and his granddaughter, a small younger man with black hair combed down in a bowl-like fashion, another older man wearing Victorian clothing and with curly grey hair speaking with someone of obvious military authority, a younger man wearing a trench coat, fedora, and scarf which was ridiculously long, a teenager wearing a white suit with a bowler hat, a baseball bat, and a celery piece on his lapel, a man with blond hair and a ridiculously colored coat, a small man, a man with long dark hair, a punk with a nearly-shaven head and wearing leather, an extremely handsome person wearing a blue long coat, and finally the youngest-looking of them all, wearing a tweed jacket and a bow tie.
Finally, the video stopped on a large blue box.
"That is the one that I spoke of to you earlier," a voice said on the telephone. "He calls himself the Doctor. And, as these clips should make evident, he's transported himself through time over the years. We are only aware of his presence because of certain allies who have run into him in the past, and
"If we could understand the secret of time travel, we could do anything!" one scientist said. He was bald, and wore glasses. "Imagine it, Wayne! We could go anywhere, do anything, change the order of events to set ourselves up as gods!"
"I don't think that's the important part, Tadashi," Wayne said. He had black hair, as well as a thick coarse beard that covered the lower part of his face. "Judging from these pictures, he has some sort of face-changing ability. And his behavioral changes in each form seem to suggest that it's a sort of rebirth, if you will, a way to escape death by giving himself a new life, changing himself into a completely new person to walk away from his past. I find it extremely fascinating."
The voice on the telephone laughed. "I myself wish to get my hands on the device that he carries," it said, "With it, he is able to manipulate anything simply through sound. I've seen him use it to open any doors, remotely operate pieces of machinery, and shield himself from anything. With it, we could do much more than those simple tasks. It may even be able to negate the abilities of an Esper, or even a Magician!"
"Do you have an idea as to how to catch him, sir?" Wayne asked.
"Already, we are in preparation to use the Quantum Lancer to pierce at him. We only now need a teleporter to charge it."
"Well, then, leave that to one of the recruits from Suzumebachi Academy," Tadashi said, "I've got one on the line now. Reed, say hello to your employer and to the Doctor."
"I'm on it!" Reed said, making his way to the address written on the sheet of paper that he was given a while back. "Now, then, who do you want me to go after?"
"Heheh, you'll see what baby we have for you soon enough," Tadashi said on the other line. "We need you to find the Doctor and bring him here. I'm forwarding a video to your phone."
Reed looked at the video. "Heh! You want me to go after this old guy?" he asked. "Who is he, some level 5 Esper?"
"More than that, he's a time traveler. But anyway, wait 'till you see your new toy."
Reed threw the doors of an old warehouse open. "Oh-ho-ho-ho, doc, you shouldn't have!" He rubbed his hands together, looking at what was apparently a giant cannon, like the ones you see on battleships. "How do I fire this baby up?"
"This device reverses your teleporting power," Tadashi said, "You usually travel through eleventh dimensional space, which is exactly how the TARDIS travels through time. This cannon reverses that, so that you can send a bolt of energy at the TARDIS to capture it."
"Okay!" Reed said. He put his hands on a designated switch. Instantly, a bolt of green energy came out of the barrel and was sent through time, chasing towards the TARDIS.
Meanwhile, in a church-like structure, fourteen hooded creatures began chanting in a deep tone. "Tempus fugit…..turn back the pendulum…." they said, "bring to us the Time Lord…bring to us the Doctor!"
Meanwhile, in the stream of time and space, the Twelfth Doctor was frantically pushing buttons. It was bad enough that Clara had decided to leave him, but he had already picked up two energy spikes heading straight for him. "K9, what's the reading of the two energy signals heading towards us?"
"ONE IS A BURST OF PSYCHIC-MENTAL ENERGY, AMPLIFIED THROUGH A DEVICE SIMILAR TO A MAGNIFYING GLASS," the robot dog replied, "THE OTHER APPEARS TO BE SOME KIND OF MAGICAL SPELL."
"K9, is there somethin' wrong with yer voice circuits?" the Doctor said, "I almost thought I heard ye say somethin' about a magic spell."
"AFFIRMATIVE." K9 said, "THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING REGISTERING ON IT OTHER THAN THAT IT IS SOME KIND OF ARCANE SORCERY."
"Well, there's no way that could happen," the Doctor said, "Is there any way we can shake it off?"
"NEGATIVE, MASTER," K9 said, "THE ONLY COURSE OF ACTION RECOMMENDABLE IS THE TARDIS SPLIT-OFF FUNCTION."
"K9, are ye crazy?" the Twelfth Doctor said, "Ya know very well that canna happen unless there're other Time Lords to operate the damn thing!"
"What's happening out there?" Wayne asked, his computer panel's instruments varying wildly. "Reed! You better have an explanation for this!"
"Argh! Dammit!" Reed said, "There's something pulling on it! It's resisting me!"
"No….something else is exerting its own pull upon the TARDIS!" the voice said, "It's the Brotherhood of Magic! They did this! No matter, focus on the Doctor now!"
"Brother, there's something wrong! We're experiencing difficulties!" one of the hooded men called out.
"Impossible! Our spells operate with a zero margin of error!" the leader said, "This must be the work of the Organization! Focus your spell directly upon the Doctor!"
Frustrated, the Twelfth Doctor pulled the switch for the split-off. "Fine! At least this way I'll be able to make it out alive and repair the TARDIS later!"
"THE PROBABILITY OF THAT IS A NUMBER APPROACHING ZERO, MASTER," K9 said, "THE FORCES ARE NOW EXERTING THEMSELVES UPON YOUR OWN BODY!"
"Aye, then tha' leaves me only one option," the Twelfth Doctor said, "I gotta trigger a reverse regeneration. That way, I can bring back all o' my original forms so that they can each pilot a section o' the TARDIS to safety and reunite at a safer time. K9, I need you to stick with the Fourth me, he canna do anything without ya."
"AFFIRMATIVE," K9 said, "AS PART OF THIS, I SHALL MOVE ON TO SECTION FOUR."
At that moment, the Doctor was engulfed by a huge explosion, which resonated throughout the entire TARDIS. Chunks of it flew across the walls, as the entire time machine split apart.
Above Academy City, several meteors touched down all across the entire town. It was a good thing, though, that no one was watching it, for if they were, they would be surprised to note that all of the meteors resembled blue boxes…..
Mr. 96: Thus begins the greatest story I have ever written! Some particulars you need to know about: Firstly, there are going to be several Doctors throughout the story, and secondly, each one is going to have a different companion. Please review and follow, and try to guess which Doctor gets which companion!
NOTE: I am including the War Doctor in this story. I apologize to anyone who doesn't like him.