Fantastic
Hey, Myu-ussia here, this is my first Doctor who fanfiction, but not my first fanfiction. I am apologizing for any silly errors and mistakes before you read, Cause there always mistakes. If you find any huge errors, Please point out it with the paragraph number so I can edit it, please. I have gone crazy for Doctor Who lately, so I couldn't help myself. And I started this at 21:30 – 01:58, a long time right? I just couldn't stop.
Warning Notes: anyone looking for amy/doctor or River/doctor sorry disappoint you, however this will not hold them here, yet it will hold Amy/Rory and Doctor/OC so if you don't like, don't read. And Truth to be told, this story will most likely stay in the T-zone.
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor who, However belongs to the lovely Steven Moffat and the BBC. I, do however own my OC.
Anyway, I finished my rumbling and get on with the chapter.
Chapter 1: Fun-Flipping-tastic
The wind was blowing gentle, caressing my skin to keep me awake with it cool touch. The slow and quiet whisper of it voice was heard in my ears, only I heard. I smile slightly before sitting down on the freshly grown grass, my left hand fingers ran through it soft long spines. My eyes stared at the small lake that the sun gazed down upon before I sipped at my coffee, that my right had stay gripping the container once it was finished.
My left hand soon left the grass to tug on my blue jagging that I keep myself in. Which in turned I had shivered again from the cold running up my spine. Being the reason for this is I only had a designer white shirt on. One with a black lined football which was red and white, it almost look like yin and yang sign. And above the football was black bold writing saying 'We will break your heart' however it was covered by my brown, yellow stripe scarf that was wrapped around my neck, as well a small necklace that I had gotten on my 13th birthday by a friend who had moved all the way to Germany. I rarely ever have it off these days, being my little thicket to hope and memories.
Soon my gazed returned to the beautifully sights before me. The sounds of Nothing, nothing could be heard in this quiet countryside of Britain, besides the tweeting of birds and farm animals. No cars were nearby, only the many mounts of lustful felids and many of trees that swished. The smell in the air was sweet and soft, like sugar upon my tongue. I sighed happily as my hand stabbed at the container with both hands, as I lean back and let my back touch the cool and welcoming ground. I only watch as the sun slowly crept away into the night and the star came out. The only thing I had always loved about the country side was there were many more stars out in the sky. No lights block such a wonderful sight.
They sparkled brightly while others just glowed; my eyes stared out at them all. Thousands of hundreds of planets that stared back down at me, my eyes watched the dark blue skies in hope of seeing a shooting star but I sighed finding none after five minutes, I silently gave up.
Soon I got off from the ground and started heading back, knowing my own mother was going to have a huge conversation about being out so late. However I couldn't care less, if she took away all my stuff she couldn't take the stars away from me. I like nature but I loved space and the stars more.
My fingers twisted the scarf in my hands, a scarf similar to the 4th doctors from doctor who. My first doctor, I always remember waking up to find him on my television, his voice always awoke me with excitement. His adventures that I loved watching, and I remember he was the one to help me a little of getting over my fear of spiders. I chuckled slightly, I couldn't remember much of his time as a doctor since it was early mornings and I have very bad memory. The only thing was, you except me to like jelly babies, but I always hated the taste of them funnily enough. Unless I was in a very good mood.
Being lost in the past, my eyes soon open when I came clashing into the door. I groaned in pain and annoyance, why do I always have to be so stupid? Rubbing my forehead I open the door to find my mother holding a frying pan high ready to hit me, she must have thought I was some sort of danger. My hands up in defeat as her eyes widen and she lowered the frying pan.
My mother had short black dyed hair and soft brown eyes, unlike my harsh and dark ones. She was chubby from having seven children. Only five survived truthfully, me being one of them. Anyway, I smiled at her happily at seeing her alright, which she returned. "You caught me" I told her before getting in and closing the door behind me and taking off my shoes and putting them into the cupboard.
Before I could turn back to my mother, she had the frying pan back up and swinging it across my face. I was knocked out cold after a surprise squeak. No that something I did not except at all.
My head spiralled as my emotions wrapped in confusion, lost and hurt. Why had my mother do that? Did she not recognise me? I was now upset as I sat on the ground, whatever the ground was. Everything was black, so I couldn't tell.
"I miss those days! Those days, we share, laughed and took away as now only a sad memory, thanks, thanks for nothing" a younger me stood before me yelling, making me jump back, a confused and frighten 13 year old.
"Every promise, Lucy. You broke and that hurts, it hurts! How would you like it? Your best friend betrays you over and over, your other greatest friend thousands miles away and my own Nan doesn't give a shit" The girl cries softly before pointing at me , her eyes hard and broke .
"I keep going, I don't cry, I just smile and move on. My mother ill, Lucy, some of my more trustworthy friends are as well. And you know all I can do? Is give them hope, make them smile and help them keep going, because who else will?" she screamed before smiling at me. Her eyes held sadness as she yelled the words; I once wanted to scream at the girl named, Lucy. I remember the time, when I had felt so alone for once. No one to lean on, no one there. Everyone else did the leaning, I did the helping. I was that lamppost that everyone lean on. My hands wrapped around the girl. Her long hair tangled and a mess like it used to be before I cut it off to a short size, my hand stroke through her hair like my mother had always done for me. She fought back not wanting the comforting hug before she gave up breathing heavily as her tears filled the room. Flooding us under her hurt, my hurt, and my pain that I let go off such a long time ago. I smiled softly at my younger self as I felt my lung filled with water and the clashing and splashing surrounding us.
I awoke jumping up quickly while coughing away the water and letting air return to my lungs. My hand gripped the side of the wall, I shivered, I felt drenched, soaked to the bone while the side of my head ack. My vision was blurred while everything shook around me. I soon found myself falling again before something caught me while objects fell and splashed inside whatever it was I was in, maybe a pool?
I continue to cough, trying to get air back into my lungs. Before looking at the other, I couldn't see very well from the water in my eyes as well the huge headache in the side of my head. I groaned slightly. A smooth and familiar voice reached my ears, "Are you alright?" I smiled at that "Just fun-flipping-tactic, One minute your own mother swings a frying pan at your head and the next moment you find yourself in a swimming pool soaked, To say the least; crazy" I replied quickly, "you?" my eyes finally adjusting to sight before me.
Before me stood a man in a blue business shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. A black long tie around his neck, and black work trousers. His eyes that soft bright green, that I had once dream of having. His hair was that light brown that was raggedy and everywhere as if he had been just through hell back. He was, of course soaked. What shocked me, he looked allot like Matt Smith but that couldn't be so. He soon replied to me, "meh, I've been through worse" he replied then he looked at me curiously." But what I want to know is how you got into the Tardis"
My eyes grew bigger, did he just say Tardis? I question inside my head before I could say anything at all, we were sent flying again into the pool and sliding across the room like rag dolls. My back slammed against the wall. "Damn" I whispered as I got on my feet again, I quickly helped the man up. "So, you're saying you're the Doctor? And this is the Tardis, the Tardis?" I questioned him. He smirked at me, "Yes, this is the Tardis, and I am the Doctor, how did you know that?" He said before hearing the beeping of Tardis in warning of crashing.
Arms wrapped around me before we slammed on the other side of the Tardis, and the small kiddies pool water piled on top of us before the huge bang of black smoke pop in the room before disappearing. The two off us coughed loudly before standing up on the side of wall, I couldn't help but start laughing once the Doctor let go. He stared at me for minute before joining me before stopping. He still held a smile to me, "How did you get here? What is your name?" He asked, I signed slightly "I don't know how I got in here, One minute my mother whacks a frying pan at me, I don't why and the next second I find myself waking up to suffocating from the water." I told him, confused myself and quickly answered the other question "Mellisa, but you can call me Mel"
His eyebrows twitched slightly before he smiled "We might have to look at later, nice name, foreign?" He asked before heading for the hall, I quickly follow after. "Yes, Italian, My mother hated British names, except from Jade, but my Dad and Nan won in wanting my name be Melissa but My mother twisted it slightly" I explained. He nodded while looking around for something. "So does that make you half Italian, then?" H asked amused, catching on. Then again he was the Doctor.
"Yes" I said back before seeing the rope that had a hook ready together. I picked it up and poked the Doctor "Looking for this?" I asked, He jumped up happily before hugging me. "You amazing person" he shouted before taking the rope and hook and rushed down the hallway, or was it side way through the hall? Heh, who cared?
I caught up easily with him before we found our self the dead end. It looked it before we looked up to see the starry skies, "Ready cowboy?" I asked stepping out of the way. He smirked swinging the rope and it landed outside perfectly. "I'm always ready!" He replied before he scrambled up the rope leaving me behind, I soon climbed up behind him.
I was soon by his side, and saw the small ginger red hair girl who looked at us. Amelia Pond. I smile sweetly at her, before Doctor started rumble "Can I have an apple? All I can think about: Apples. I love apples! Maybe I'm having a craving! That's new never had cravings before," I chuckled silently remembering watching this on television with my mother. Now I was living it. I shook of the weird feeling inside my heart.
Amelia stared at us in confusion "Are you two alright?" she asked hesitantly.
"Just had a fall. All the way down here, right to the library. Hell a climb back up," He replied as he jumped out of the Tardis, I joining him. God, How I love the ground.
"You're both soaking wet" she stated bluntly.
"We were in the swimming pool." I interjected. I don't care what anyone thinks, I'm going to take some lines.
"You said you were in the library" she responded, looking utterly lost. Poor girl.
"So is the swimming pool." I remarked patiently to the sweet girl.
"Are you police officers?" She asked, giving up on her curiosity.
"Why? Did you call police officers?" The Doctor questioned in response, leaning forward to get better look at Amelia.
Feeling that now it was getting nowhere I quickly replied "No we aren't, but we came about the crack in your wall."
"What cra-"Is all the Doctor could managed to say before he jerks violently however before he could fall I quickly was by his side and leaning him down on the floor. My reflexes had taking control of me for those phew moments. I smiled softly at the girl who face turned to concern, while glowing light started to come off the Doctor, He hadn't finished his regeneration, it seems. I gave the girl the look that would say don't worry.
"Are you all right mister?" Amelia sounded very worried. "No, I'm fine, It's okay, this is all perfectly norma-" at that moment a small round of puff of bright golden vapour left his mouth in a gasp, and his hand started to glow softly. My smiled at him, his smile turned to a frowned instead, mostly likely because I wasn't shocked or amazed that he was shimmering with gold energy, unlike poor Amelia.
"Who are you?" Amelia asked warily, her gazed flickering between the both of us.
I laughed slightly, "I'm Mel," I said as I helped the Doctor to his feet, the same smile plastered against my skin, "And this is the Doctor." I add pointing to the other man beside me.
And with that the Doctor started his small speech "Do anything I tell you, don't ask stupid questions and don't wander off." The Doctor demanded with a smile.
"Wait! Watch..."I winched slightly as he bashed into the tree and fell to the ground. "Out for the tree" I finished off with a whisper, before sighing shaking my head.
"Are you alright?" Amelia asked while giving me that look that says "Is he always like this?"
Wanting to annoy and confused the Doctor I quickly spoke his words at the same time.
"Early days, steering a bit off."
Hi again, I hope you enjoy 4 and half pages of fun. Anyway, if you wondering why my OC isn't freaking out and all that, is because everything happening to fast so nothing sinking in, at the same time everything like a rush dream just with the added pain. I do this a lot in real life, if a thing seems to go really fast and quick the emotions don't come up until I've finally stopped and looked back while the emotions fall full force onto my heart. You could say that's my way of copping. So I implied it into my OC. Anway, Please COMMENT, FAV, AND FOLLOW.
SEE YOU SOON, Geronimo!
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