Hello guys ! The french girl is back after a loooooong time with a new story. And of course, it's a Whouffaldi one ;-) So, no need to remind you that I'm still French and that it is possible that this story contains mistakes. Yeah I know, people can be flawed. The point of this story is to improve my English, but it doesn't mean it's bad !

Anyway guys, here it is. Enjoy ^^

Disclaimer : I do not own this story or its characters, but I think you already know this.

The Legend Of The Hybrid

Chapter 1 : An Unexpected Meeting

2 years had passed since the last time she had seen the Doctor. Her, Bill, was now travelling with the most beautiful woman in the universe : Heather. Who would have thought this would happen like it did ? She had been a simple cook, making chips. It's true, sometimes she had sneaked to the lessons of this crazy daft old man during her breaks. This wasn't going to go farther until the day he had noticed her.

They had become friends. She had to admit, she had been really intrigued by this mad man with his blue box sitting in a corner of his office. Who wouldn't be ? His excuse to explain how the TARDIS had ended up in his office had intrigued her even more. Come on Doctor, it wasn't even plausible and who would like a police phone box in their office anyway ?

After awhile, the mystery had been solved. He was a Time Lord, forced to guard a vault sheltering one of his greatest secrets : another Time Lord. Time Lady, to be correct. A ruthless woman treating human beings like pets. It was because of her she was in this predicament. She couldn't say she wasn't happy though.

Her adventures with the Doctor had been shorten but it had been for the best. She had Heather now. They had been chasing each other since the beginning, a little game they had instituted. At first, she had been chasing after Heather, making her promise she wouldn't go.

Then, it had been Heather who had been chasing after her, keeping the promise in question. On her side, she had decided to run away with the Doctor who had been offering her the stars. At the end of the game, they had been bound to meet again, like two foes in an endless battle. It was now Heather who was offering her the stars. They were together and nothing could separate them any-more. Not that they could anyway.

She looked at Heather. She was admiring a supernova. She was supposed to observe it herself, nonetheless, she was more captivated by her perfect features. It was in these moments she knew everything had been worth it in the end.

However, it was also in these moments that something was bothering her. During these 2 years of travelling, they had never seen the TARDIS. It wouldn't have been worrying if she hadn't received a call from UNIT. Something had happened on Earth. Something really bad. And no one had come. They had tried to call him, he had never answered. Earth had needed him, he hadn't answered. That was what had triggered a series of thoughts which were bothering her at night. Doubts settled in her mind. Could he be dead ?

She had left him when he had been unconscious on the TARDIS' floor. He had given the impression to be dead. However, she had been aware at this time he was able to regenerate. So he couldn't be dead. Right ? It had driven her mad these last few days. Maybe he was dead. She should have stayed. She...

"Is everything okay Bill ? You have this expression again"

She didn't hear her. Her mind was racing with different explanations to his disappearance. He took vacations ? It couldn't be right. He barely let himself sleep. He had given up saving the world ? But he was the Doctor !

"Bill ?" A hand on her shoulder broke her out of her reverie.

"I'm sorry..." She tried to clear her mind. "What were you saying ?"

"You're still thinking about UNIT's call. About the Doctor, don't you ?"

How could she read her mind so easily ? That was something she liked about Heather. She didn't need to say out loud what she was thinking. She didn't know if this was because of the sentient oil or because she knew her too well. Heather spoke again, in her kind and charming voice.

"We could look for him if you want." She looked at her expectantly.

"Really ?"

"Yeah, I don't really mind." Best woman ever.

She kissed her as a thank you. She was so grateful. She would see the Doctor again, he couldn't be dead. No way. She was going to make him remember who he was, and his importance. Bill took Heather's hand, smiling. They drifted away, seeking the Doctor.

Clara sighed, desperate. Me had wandered off again. The both of them had landed on a lovely planet made of diamond, Golotiaz. The reflection of the light on the ground was killing her eyes, forcing her to wear sunglasses.

Apart from this little inconvenience, the setting was perfect. The diamond stones, which were reflecting the light between each others, were creating hundreds of thousands rainbows, producing an unique landscape.

She glanced at her TARDIS for a second, making sure she hadn't disappeared. It had changed since the last time they had used it, having her favourite appearance : A police blue box. But it hadn't been by choice.

The diner had become rather inconvenient, especially in narrow spaces. After this adventure in which they had stayed stuck for about two weeks between two walls belonging to two different cliffs, they had decided to fix the Chameleon Circuit.

It hadn't been easy. It had taken them one year to understand from where the problem was coming from and to be able to fix it. Me had talked about repairing it by hot-biding the fragment links and superseding the binary system. It had been complete gibberish for her. But it hadn't the only problem that they had had with this TARDIS : she was stubborn as a mule.

She had thought it had been a good trade. New TARDIS, new personality, new behaviour towards her. No sleeping in the corridors with echoes from the past AND future, no staying outside, freezing in the cold, no old cow ruining her life. How wrong she had been...

She couldn't fathom why TARDISes couldn't stand her. This one was even worst than the last one. She loved vanishing when Clara wasn't looking. And it had happened A LOT. She could remember as if it were yesterday...

Imagine yourself running away from Sontarans shouting "For the Sontarans Empire. KILL HER". When your hopes were fading away, you see your ship. Ready to take you home. What do you do ? You try to reach it.

You're metres away from it. You're already imagining yourself in a hot bath, relaxing. When suddenly, you hear a sound. THE sound. You see it taking off. Without you. You're banging at the door, begging her to let you in. She leaves anyway, leaving you at the mercy of the Sontarans.

She had to run for TWENTY FIVE MINUTES to save her life. Hopefully, Me, who was taking a nap in the library, had steered the TARDIS back to the planet when she had noticed she wasn't around. And this was only one example. The worst time had been when she had fallen in a nest of vampire monkeys. But that was another story.

She walked away from the ship, still glancing at her from time to time. Nothing happened. The ship was in a good mood she guessed. She observed her surroundings. No Me. She had indeed wandered off. Nice.

She had left to check if the planet were safe. Only Maashiafs, a harmless species, were supposed to live there. But since the disappearance of one of their kind, they were on the alert. So better be sure.

She didn't know if her, not coming back, was a good sign or not. Like The Doctor, she had tendencies to wander off if something drew her attention. Why was she always travelling with ageless people with the concentration of a 5 year old ?

She passed a cliff with a gigantic waterfall at its feet. A cliff. Bad reminder. She inspected it from the edge, expecting to see Me, fighting at its bottom with the local inhabitants. She could lack some diplomacy sometimes.

A sound caught her attention. Someone had opened the TARDIS. She shrugged. No fights with Maashiafs then.

She got back to the ship, not seeking Me this time. No need to. When she would be back, she would explain once again the "Don't Wander Off" rule. It seemed she had had some difficulties to understand it.

She was at the top of the crystal hill, a hill which was overhanging the valley.

She froze. Two women were at the entrance of the ship, chatting casually. Had she forgotten to lock the door ? Nonsense. How then ? The TARDIS was supposed to be impenetrable !

She approached them slowly, fuming.

"What the hell are you doing in my TARDIS !?" The woman on the left, a dark-skinned young girl with space hair answered.

"Who are you ? And what do you mean by "your TARDIS" ?" She examined them, she was unable to guess their intentions.

"I'm the one who should ask the questions here ! Who are YOU ?"

Despite the fact she was trying to control the situation, she wasn't a control freak. Not at all...okay, maybe a little.

"I'm Bill. This is Heather, my wife. I was the Doctor's companion some time ago. Now, who are you ? Are you his new companion ?"

Clara was saddened. She knew all the Doctor's companions from Susan, Ian and Barbara to herself. She had seen them all in the Time Stream. These ones were unknown to her. He did replace her in the end.

Bill took her saddened expression for shock.

"Listen mate, the Doctor didn't talk about us, it's alright. I don't blame him. You shouldn't either. Look, I just want to know where he is."

"Why ?" she couldn't help but to ask.

"Last time we've seen him, he was about to regenerate. I think. Did he tell you about regeneration ?" She took her even more shocked face for a no.

"I guess he didn't. He will tell you about it but we really need to see him." She couldn't find the words to describe how she was feeling. The Doctor ? Regenerating ? Again ?

It was at this precise moment Me decided to show up.

"Hey, I'm back. We're safe on this planet and ...wait, who are these people ?" Bill laughed a bit, surprised.

"Two girls ? The Doctor likes to be surrounded !" Clara, still bewildered, blurted out.

"Me, she was the Doctor's companion. They're looking for him." Me's worried expression intensified.

"You can't be serious Clara. As if you knew where he was anyway..." Bill stopped smiling all of a sudden.

"Clara ? Like Clara Oswald ?" She turned her attention back to Bill. She knew her ?

"Indeed. Why ?" Bill swept with her eyes everything around them with haste.

"He isn't with you, right ?" She seemed eager to leave.

"No, he isn't. What is the matter with you ?" Bill sighed.

"He was looking for you. For a long time. I need to find him. He needs to know you're alright. Are you coming with me ?" Clara stared at her, surprised. Ooooooh, this was going to be a long day.

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Spirit Of Dark Wolf