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Bloodlines
Written By Chassie666
Edited By Gothic Thane
Chapter 1
Red lightning crashed about the Tardis as it sped across the London sky, it seemed that the old ship was out of control as the occupants held on trying to take back control. The young brunette woman was almost thrown from her grip on the console as the Tardis took another hit from the strange lightning, the raggedy man still held on and let out a squeal of delight.
"You think it is fun?" She screamed out to him as the metallic sounding thunder roared outside.
He looked back her with a childish grin on his face, "Why not? It's a delightful ride!"
She gave him an angry gaze, "Because we are flying out of control, there is an abnormal storm raging over London that you just had to get close to it, and I don't feel like dying for a third time! Is that enough reasons for you?"
"Oh alright." He reasoned, "Party Pooper!" He made his way clawing to one of the panels and examined what the screen, "Well we may have a little situation..."
"Doctor, a little situation with you is not little...ever!" She replied, "What is going on with the Tardis?"
"Well Clara, it seems that there is a rift opening not far from us, causing the lightning..."
"And that is what's causing the Tardis to fly out of control?" She asked.
"No, actually, what is causing the Tardis to fly out of control is because the time vortex inside the Tardis is actually sending power to the rift...and I can't stop it." The Doctor gave his companion an ashen look.
"Don't look at me like that, you're a clever boy, make it stop!" Clara demanded.
"It's obvious that I'm going to try to stop her, but why is she doing this? Why is she trying to open a rift, that's not possible, only a Tardis running on full capacity can do that. This Tardis can't actually open a rift, not anymore and not for a very very long time. It was made impossible by the Elders..." The doctor pressed a few colored buttons on the console and gazed back in shock as the information came up on the screen."No..."
"What?" Clara asked as the Tardis jumped again, again she almost lost her grip, "Doctor! What is going on?"
"No no no no no...this is not possible! Not possible! Incredible!"
"WHAT IS GOING ON!" Clara shouted at the Doctor.
He looked up her with a grin ear to ear, "There's another power source on the other side of the rift, a Tardis power source..."
"Another Tardis is trying to get into this world and your Tardis is helping it? That doesn't sound like a good thing in my books or your track record." Clara exclaimed.
All of a sudden, the shaking and the loud thunder stopped, the Tardis was still. No sounds came from it as Clara and the Doctor let go with white knuckled hands of their supports and stood on the calm floor of the machine.
"What happened now?" Clara looked around, everything inside the Tardis was still.
"I think we have landed..." He looked back at the screen, "...right beside the other Tardis..."
"Well then..." Clara got up and started to walk towards the doors to the outside, "...let's meet this Time Lord!"
The Doctor ran in front of her before she could even reach the doors, "No no no...hold on now, this is not something ordinary..."
A giggle escaped her lips, "Really?"
He paused for a moment, "You're right, nothing with me is ordinary. But this! This is special! There is a Tardis outside same model as my own and she helped her get here. But this Tardis is new, it's not very old at all. Unaltered and pure! Where she came from I have no idea, why my Tardis is tied to this one actually has me most curious, but we have to tread lightly. The operator of the Tardis could be a Time Lord from another dimension, perhaps my own doppelganger. We don't know if he's here for good or not so good intentions."
"So keep my mouth shut until we know something..." Clara pouted.
"Exactly!" Smiled the Doctor, "Alright now, let's go meet this Time Lord!"
They walked outside and looked around, it seemed that they had landed right beside another Tardis in the middle of an empty parking lot. Clara looked around the black night sky and looked back down at the second Tardis, it was in the same blue Police box as the Doctor's Tardis. The light of the second Tardis was till flashing slowly until it finally stopped.
"Alright Clara, I'm going to open the door and you follow my lead..." The Doctor began.
"Are you sure that's a very good idea, barging in on someone's car would very offensive to the owner and this Tardis isn't yours so..."
"Yes yes, you're right, we want to start this on the right foot. Fine, well this is what we should do..."
The doors of the Tardis flew open, smoke funneled out as a young woman with long light brown hair and dressed in jeans and a blue t-shirt ran out coughing. The Doctor rushed to her side and helped her to stand up.
"Are you alright?" He asked concerned, his reservations lifted as he starred at the young woman.
The girl took a few good breaths, "Yes, I think I'm fine." She looked back at her Tardis, "But I'm not sure about her."
"Why? What's wrong, how did you get here, why are you here, and where did you get that Tardis?" The Doctor demanded.
The woman gave him a strange look and pulled away quickly from him, "Oi! Aren't you pretty direct? No 'how do you do' or any proper greeting. no... just a lot of 'why' this and 'where' that. That's not how you treat a lady!"
The doctor looked at her brown eyes cautiously as he heard a snicker from Clara, "Quite right, sorry about that. I'm the Doctor, this is my companion Clara..."
"Please to meet you!" Clara shook the stranger's hand.
The Doctor gently moved his companion away from the stranger and gave a smile, "And you are?"
The young woman grinned childishly, "I am the Professor, please to meet you both. Now I have a lot of work to do so, if you will excuse me, I really need to get back in my Tardis."
The Doctor moved into her way, "I can help you with your Tardis. What seems to be the problem? No need to rush off. We've got all the time in the world."
"Nothing I can't fix on my own, don't need to trouble you and I really should be off..." The Professor replied as she tried to get around the Doctor.
"Oh it's no trouble at all..." The Doctor stepped back in her path, "I know a thing or two about Tardises..."
"And I said I didn't need your bloody help!" She said in a louder voice and she walked around the Doctor again.
The doctor now stepped right in front of her Tardis' still open door, "There's no need to be sour there, but I do believe you need my assistance..."
"Hey!" The Professor snapped at him, "Who the bloody hell do you think you are just pushing yourself around thinking that everyone you meet needs your help?! You really think that much of yourself? Do I look like a Damsel in distress?"
"Well you are a damsel and I do believe you are in some type of distress." The Doctor smiled back at her.
Her eyes looked so young to him, a human 18 or 19? Younger? Older? Regenerations? Experiences? The Doctor hid his excitement for meeting this young one, even though she was quite brass. His last tangle with a Time Lord caused so much pain, so much misery. He lost his long time friend, and ended up regenerating to save a life. How much pain is this young one going to endure? Will she take the same paths as he did? What way would she be drawn too? A Doctor or...a Master?
"Are you sure it's your Tardis?" The Doctor smiled at her.
The Professor seemed worried for a moment, just enough for the Doctor to catch it, then confidence came back into those familiar hazel eyes.
"It's none of your business where I or this Tardis goes. You have your own so go off and save the world! I'm no importance to you!" She growled at him.
The Doctor grinned, "Oh you are very very important to me, just not sure why or how yet. And for that I want to stay very close to you."
Her face changed, anger filled it as she took out her own sonic screwdriver, the end lit up in a bright purple light, "Oi! I'm warning you! You don't frighten me one bit!"
"No but something does..." He said in a calm tone and gave her a reassuring smile, "...I can honestly help you."
Her face calmed down and she took a deep breath, "...I really shouldn't be here...I need to get back home right away."
"I know, I can help you get back to your own world, but you have to trust me..." The doctor tried to take her hand, but the young Time Lord moved away too quickly.
"No I really should be here... I really need to get out of here." She began to look around their environment, as the Doctor looked at his own sonic screwdriver, "Oh I know I really need to get out of here."
Clara came up and put her arm around the woman, "Trust the Doctor, if you're in trouble he can help."
The Time Lady thought for a moment, "Well then, shit will be hitting the hen house I guess..."
"What?" the Doctor looked at her puzzled.
The Professor smiled, "Something my Gran would say in a situation like this."
"A Gran!" the Doctor smiled, "You have a Gran?"
She grinned back, "Yeah a Gran, some people have them, some people don't. What of it?"
"Oh nothing." The Doctor chuckled, "Just not something a Time Lord would say..."
The Professor slapped his stomach, "Hey! I'm as much as a Time Lord as you are!"
"You may be a Time Lord but just by looking at this scan of your Tardis with my sonic screwdriver while I was stopping you from running inside tells me that your inexperience cause the mess that's inside that you yourself cannot repair and that my dear makes you very young and much in need of me. Still in your first regeneration?"
The Professor crossed her arms and pouted as a child would, "It's not polite to ask a Lady her age or regenerations."
The Doctor moved out of her way gestured to the doors, "Ladies first."
The Professor gave him a strange look and walked into her Tardis, Clara and the Doctor stood back for a moment.
"There is something boiling in that clever head of yous..." Clara asked in a whisper to him.
"Oh yes..." He mumbled to her, "... my Tardis helped her Tardis to get here, they are both same model type 40 but hers is just a baby, her Tardis is from this world but she is not, and the final clue is that she knows me not bothered by encountering another Time Lord or Tardis, I can't read her telepathicly because she's blocking it and I believe she knows me...so many questions..."
Clara locked her arm around his and gave him a great grin, "Well then Doctor, it seems that the game is a foot!"
The Doctor grinned back"Oh yes Dear Miss Oswald, the game is a foot!"
"Hey out there! Are you bloats coming in here or what? I haven't got all night you know!" they heard the shout from inside the second Tardis.
The Doctor gestured again to the door and smiled at Clara, "After you, ladies first."
To be continued...