Hiya guys! So I know that T3nuous_Hai1 is currently taking a bit of a break from his story so I decided it was high time that someone else post a story on here! In case you're new here (and I think everyone is) there are several people who run this account but as of right now it's mostly T3nuous_Hai1 and I. Hopefully, more members of the FFC will start posting too!

Annnyywwayy, I use the alias "badwolf253" and will always sign off these little author notes with a Doctor Who quote because I'm a DW nerd. As far as writing style, most of my stories have to do with Doctor Who (maybe some Undertale someday) and the chapters will be a bit shorter than T3nuous_Hai1's buutt it's fine. Also, if you don't like stories with OCs then you should probably just leave now because I have a bagillion of them.

Which brings me to this story, First of Too Many. It's a Doctor Who fanfic and as far as timelines go, this story takes place sometime after season 7 Episode 12 "Nightmare in Silver" and (obviously) before the 11th Doctor regenerates. So far, there's no companion but maybe later? This also goes along with the idea that the Doctor still goes on adventures without his companions (because who needs sleep?)

And just to get it out of the way, I don't own any characters from Doctor Who but I do own my OC. I think that just about covers it so without further adieu here's my story First of Too Many!

Allons-y!

-badwolf253

Doctor! That's all the psychic paper said. Just one word was all he needed to come. The Doctor plugged the psychic paper into the TARDIS and she seemed to understand the urgency. She rushed through the time vortex with tremendous speed, thrashing the Doctor around inside. The two got calls like this all the time but the TARDIS seemed to be in a rush to answer this one.

The TARDIS engine noise filled the dark, deserted metal halls and the Doctor stepped out, straightened his bow tie and smelt the cold metallic air. He closed the door behind him and turned on the flashlight he had pulled out of his pocket (they're bigger on the inside).

"Hello?" he called into the pitch black that surrounded him. There was no reply, only a small, far off whimper. Squinting, the Doctor progressed deeper down the hall. The hall opened up into a larger circular room and with a jerk he recognized where he was. This was a Cyberman ship! All of his hairs went on end. He paused and surveyed the area before progressing any farther. As far as he could tell the ship was already empty. There were no Cybermen, Cybermites or even Cybermats, just pieces of rubble here and there. After consideration he quickened his pace into the room. If there were Cybermen surely he would have woken them up by now. "Hello?!" he said louder. "Are you alright?" 'Of course not or else I wouldn't be here!' "Where are you? Here…" the Doctor held his sonic up to the ceiling and a few lights flickered on revealing the contents of the room. In the center was a large table with straps lying across it. The straps appeared to have been blasted apart as they were still golden with the heat of whatever had escaped its clutches. The Doctor paused and surveyed the area. There were several burn marks on the wall and several more piles of rubble on the ground. Something had certainly broken loose, something very powerful. He listened intently for either the someone or something he was trying to save or the thing that had escaped. There was a long silence but finally there was another small whimper from the far corner of the room behind a pile of broken glass and bricks. Behind the heap was a small girl, curled up into the fetal position. The Doctor immediately rushed to her aid.

"Please… Just go." she said weakly. To her dismay this made no difference to the Doctor who held a hand out to help her up. She was no older than 13 years old and obviously hadn't eaten in awhile. She had long black hair, tied up into a ponytail which made no difference in her bangs falling into her face. She squeaked and squirmed away from him, holding her hand and hiding her face. "Please don't hurt me!" she cried. The Doctor furrowed his brow.

"Why would I hurt you? I'm the Doctor, I'm here to help," he stood up and observed her. He scared her but why? Obviously this girl had been through alot and when she only contracted into a smaller ball he began to worry. "Alright…" he began, making sure his voice was calm and kind. "This is called a sonic screwdriver," he held the green and gold sonic in the air but he doubted she would look up to look at his gadget. "I promise it won't hurt, I'm just going to scan you to make sure your ok…" The Doctor began scanning her from head to toe but the buzz of the sonic seemed to have triggered the strange girl to move away at impressive speeds. She knew what it was and wanted nothing to do with it.

"No!" she yelled as she stood up and ran to the wall behind her but it was too late, the Doctor had already done a full body scan. She watched in horror as the Doctors facial expression went from concentration to sheer fright and worry.

"What? No, no that can't be right…" he muttered to himself. He turned the sonic around in his hand to make sure there was no glitch that could have caused the readings he had gotten. There were none. He slowly put the sonic back in his pocket before he began cautiously striding towards the girl. She had her eyes squeezed shut, afraid of what would happen next. "You-your- but you don't seem-" She had the Doctor dumbfounded and at a lost for words but she still knew what he meant. She nodded as she attempted to squeeze through the solid metal wall behind her. The Doctor was still coming closer and had her unintentionally cornered.

As he got closer the problem became visible. On the left side of her face there was circuiting and blinking lights strung up from her jawline to her forehead. Her right hand was completely metal and both of her feet had a striking resemblance to the the Cyberman boots. It all seemed to make much more sense. She was afraid of him because she was a Cyberplanner and he was the one who had stopped the Cybermen so many times he had lost count.

"P-p-please! Please please please d-don't hurt me!" She cried as grey oily tears began to stream down her cheeks. She had all kinds of data in her memory banks about what he had done and what he was capable of. This was the man she was supposed to delete put she was more afraid that he would delete her. "J-j-just go! Before I-I-I" her voice was quickly becoming strange and monotone. She suddenly lurched towards the Doctor, cyber-arm taking the lead. The Doctor jumped out of the way, nearly missing a repulsor beam that flew past his head. "NO!" she screamed and threw herself down on the ground to prevent her from doing any more damage. Her head hit the ground with a loud thud and everything went dark.

So there ya have it, chapter one of my first ever posted fanfic. I plan on updating this every month, so I'll see you guys in May! Until then, feel free to leave comments and suggestions, I'd love to hear your guy's feedback -

Don't eat pears,

-badwolf253