A Rebirth of Time
The Doctor was alone in the TARDIS, regenerating in an explosion of radiant light.
As the shining light slowly faded away, the Doctor opened his eyes to discern that the inside of the TARDIS was on fire from the aftermath of the regeneration...although this was not the first thing that the Doctor was worried about.
"I..." The Doctor hesitated for a moment, more than bewildered by his slightly raspy, northern British accent. "I...oh. My eyesight! What happened to my eyesight!?"
The Doctor staggered. "Oh, the eyesight is still there..." He carefully inspected himself." Hmmm...lovely hands too, long thin hands...I think these are pianist fingers! I could operate on the piano!" the Doctor exclaimed joyfully.
"Oi...my dear girl...you know I have a piano somewhere around?" The Doctor asked the TARDIS while continuing to inspect his regnerated self.
The ancient clanging of the TARDIS cloister bell caused the Doctor to look up. "Oh...fire! Big fire! I..uh…I`m coming old girl, hold on!" The Doctor exclaimed as he looked desperately around for his sonic screwdriver. Then he remembered that his previous sonic screwdriver was floating somewhere in the debris of an anti-matter universe.
"Ah...little alteration of plan...give me more time, beautiful! I will save you…" The Doctor exclaimed as he desperately ran over to the TARDIS console before a small compartment underneath. "Oh...where is it!?" The Doctor reached into the compartment only to discover a TARDIS-blue scarf, a fedora, a small bag of dusty jelly babies, a miniature telescope, and a fob-watch.
"Ah, there we are. Tally-ho!" The Doctor extended his entire arm into the compartment and pulled out an object shaped like an silver sphere. The Doctor quickly pressed a button on the sphere before smashing it onto the floor of the TARDIS. A loud explosion went off that sent the Doctor flying and suddenly, the inside of the TARDIS console room was quickly engulfed in a miniature tornado made of water. A moment later, the water tornado quickly collapsed until the whole TARDIS interior was then flooded by the aftermath.
"Arghh..." The Doctor hastily picked himself off the ground. "Fire extinguisher sphere!" The Doctor exclaimed joyfully with a roguish smile. Then he discerned the interior of the TARDIS was completely drowned in water, much of the TARDIS walls were badly burnt, and many of the TARDIS overhead mechanisms were falling off from the regeneration; it looked like a firestorm and a hurricane had just passed through the TARDIS.
"Ah...sorry old girl..." The Doctor smirked. Then, he suddenly twitched, causing him to fall onto the ground once more.
"Oh dear, post-regeneration aftereffects...I...arghhh!" The Doctor screamed in agony like his brain was beginning to burst out of his head.
Then everything went dark.
The Doctor opened his eyes to the sound of the TARDIS console beeping in alarm.
"What? I couldn`t have a moment of peace after regenerating?" The Doctor felt his head. "Okay, being subconsciously forced to regenerate has quite the effect...I`ve become a mad scientist of madness after all...
He stood up before beginning to stagger over to the console. Then the madman discerned an object. It was the blue scarf that he had picked out of the console compartment when he was searching fire extinguisher grenade. The Doctor walked over, picked up the scarf, and looked at it closely. The scarf was blue, like the TARDIS, and was made of a shimmering fabric that seem to move like a flowing river. While the Doctor was looking at it, various small circular Gallifreyan symbols seem to appear and float on the river-like fabric before fading away. "I remember this..."
The Doctor remembered that this scarf was given to him by his granddaughter, Susan, when they were traveling in the TARDIS during his first incarnation. The scarf was made of Gallifreyan psychic fabric, the scarf "reflected" whatever thoughts and emotions a Time Lord wearing it feels in a way that only the wearer could understand what the Gallifreyan symbols meant. The Doctor`s first incarnation accepted the scarf, although never wore it for personal reasons.
The Doctor looked at the scarf sadly. "I guess that I should wear this...as a keepsake of days long past..." The Doctor wrapped the scarf around his neck and instantly, ancient Gallifreyan symbols appeared on the scarf.
"Okay..." The Time Lord looked at the console monitor. "Hmm, looks like you require much repairs after that little attack by big, bad Omega, don`t you dear?" The Doctor asked the TARDIS roguishly. "Ah, don`t worry, since we`re floating in the time vortex after that little incident, I could give you a nice, long maintenance after I get myself jelly babies..."
Then he noticed a strange abnormality. "That should not be...those space-time energy signatures with the special particles from the anti-matter universe would indicate that you, old girl, are able to travel..." The Doctor was interrupted by the cloister bell clanging again. "Oh, do be quiet would you? The fire was extinguished already!"
The Doctor operated the console that silenced the bell. The TARDIS unexpectedly launched into space before he was thrown backwards. "Excellent, time-crashing! At least I regenerated before I am going to die once more. What a paradox..."
The Doctor then adjusted his scarf, preparing himself for an inevitable crash-landing.
To Be Continued