This is actually a crossover between Doctor Who, Sherlock, and Heroes of Olympus. If you do not like, do not read. However, if you do like this, REVIEW ME!
I shall give you the characters and the lovely pairings in this awesome story:
Doctor Who: 11th Doctor, 12th Doctor, 10th Doctor, 10th Doctor duplicate, Rose Tyler, Donna Noble, Amelia Pond, Rory Williams, River Song, Clara Oswin Oswald.
Sherlock: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson
Heroes of Olympus: Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Nico di Angelo, Leo Valdez, Piper McLean, Jason Grace, Frank Zhang, Hazel Levesque
OC: Evangela D'Blanc
PAIRINGS!
Hazel/Frank, Hazel/Leo, Jason/Piper, Percy/Nico, Percy/Annabeth, John/Sherlock, Sherlock/10, Clara/11, Amy/Rory, Rose/10, Rose/10 duplicate, Evangela/11, Evangela/12, Leo/Nico, Piper/Annabeth, Jason/Percy, John/Rory, Sherlock/Clara, River/Clara, Sherlock/Donna, River/11, Rory/11, Amy/11, Evangela/Nico, Evangela/Sherlock
Chapter 1 The First of Many
Clara POV
The Doctor spun around in his TARDIS. Hurriedly flipping every switch, pushing every button. Clara leaned back against the railing, smiling at the oldest five year old she had ever seen. The Doctor was wearing his typical bowtie and tweed jacket, but with a ridiculous red fez on his head. When asked about it, all Clara got out of him was, "I wear a fez now. Fezzes are cool." She silently observed the silly man-child running around, occasionally yelling in Galifreyan, as he struggled to land the TARDIS. The smile slipped off her face as she remembered where she was going. Home. Clara was tired of running around all the time. She had asked the Doctor to bring her home, but now she regretted it. Almost automatically, she dismissed the idea of staying. This was goodbye.
Doctor POV
The Doctor held the TARDIS doors open for Clara. She slowly walked to her house and opened the door. Waving goodbye, Clara turned around and went inside the house, closing the door behind her. The Doctor was alone once again. He closed the doors and started up the TARDIS. "Just take me anywhere.", he whispered. The old machine hummed in comfort and whined into the vortex, not knowing where to take the broken-hearted alien, burdened with the knowledge of dying.
Evangela D'Blanc POV
Evangela walked out of the throne room, stunned. I just got the worst assignment in the world, she thought, as she flew gracefully down to the atrium. Evangela D'Blanc was an angel, and a very good one at that. Angels prided themselves on helping souls die peacefully. Sometimes, the souls refused to leave. They took persuading and bribing and sometimes threats. The Doctor, however, never left. He had different souls for each regeneration, and each one of them had an angel to take it away, knowing a new one would take its place. But the Doctor had no regenerations left, and he hasn't died for real in about nine hundred years. Evangela was stuck with the task of helping the eleventh soul of the Doctor die, and this was for good. Oh. My. God. This is the hardest thing Evangela would ever do. Ah, well. Time to do what she was best at. Evangela closed her eyes, and willed her wings to transport her to the Doctor.
