The Doctor once again got into the TARDIS from the Pond household. He'd just returned from saving William Shakespeare from an Art Demon that was trying to kill the Poet, and there was still no news about the small black cubes. Amy and Rory were still going about normal lives, Brian still constantly watching the cubes, and The Doctor had once again gotten tired of waiting and decided to go on another adventure by himself.
"Stupid slow cubes!" He grumbled as he pulled the lever of the TARDIS and it made it's familiar wheezing sound, and dematerialised out of the Pond living room.
He went and sat down on the chair opposite the controls, and grabbed out a book, leaving the TARDIS' TV screens turned onto every Earth news channel so he could monitor the cubes himself. He began reading the book, crossing his legs, but before he could even get to the second page, the TARDIS made an awkward sound as he fell off his chair.
"Hey! What was that?" The Doctor asked the TARDIS, getting up from the floor.
He stood for a bit, feeling dizzy. He didn't think that small of a fall could make someone as dizzy as he was right now. Then he realised what was happening. The TARDISwas spinning around and around. He quikly ran up to the controls, and exited Earth news on one of the screens to see what was happening with her. The screen showed that the TARDIS was still in the vortex, spinning rapidly, not knowing where to land. This could only mean one thing; someone was tampering with it.
Meanwhile, in an abandoned police station in 2050 London, Professor Alistair Gryffen was upstairs at his controls, trying to get the Space-Time Manipulator he was sent to work so he could bring his family back. Downstairs, the STM was lighting up, and holograms of Gryffen's family were showing up.
"Yes, yes" Gryffen was saying to himself, staring down at the vision of his family.
The family's hologram slowly started to form a solidation, but then, all of a sudden,they started dematerialising as the STM scrambled them.
"No! No! Not again!" Gryffen shouted, "What'shappening now?!"
He looked down at the controls, but everything was alright, so he looked to the where the controls were plugged in, and saw fourteen year old guerilla, Starkey, or Stark Reality as he liked to be known, holding a bowl of cereal, and stepping off the cord.
"Starkey!" Gryffen scolded the boy.
"Oh, sorry, Professor" Starkey said, looking down at the cord.
"How many times have I told you to be careful, young man?!" Gryffen said, storming up to the boy.
Just downstairs, fifteen year old Darius Pike was walking into the house from the garage with robotic dog, K9, floating beside him.
"Thanks for the help with Maria, K9" Darius was saying.
"This unit duly notes your gratitude," K9 replied, "Although, it still does not appreciate the words your vehicle directed at it"
"Come on, you antagonized her!" Darius added.
"This unit did not antgonize, only stated what was truthful" K9 responded.
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
"Darius, could you get that?" Gryffen yelled down from upstairs.
"Sure thing, Prof." Darius said as he placed a screwdriver in his pocket, heading towards the front door as K9 flew up to Gryffen and Starkey.
"How was your experiment with the Space-Time Manipulator, Professor?" K9 asked.
"It was going very well, in fact, K9," Gryffen answered, then glaring t Starkey, "That was until someone stepped on the cord"
"This unit is sure Young Master did not intentionally ruin the experiment" K9 stated.
"Yes, of course he didn't" Gryffen said, rolling his eyes.
"It's just Jorjie, Prof.!" Darius called up to them as the three looked downstairs.
"Nice to see you too" Jorjie said smirkly as she walked in.
Darius followed her after closing the door, but before the two teenagers could make it upstairs, the Space-Time Manipulator began lighting up, swirling energy around.
"Yo, Prof., what's going on?!" Darius shouted up at him.
"I'm not sure" Gryffen said as he looked at the controls, then back to the STM.
"Please tell me there's not going to be a huge scary alien come out of it" Darius said.
"I can't tell you what will come out!" Gryffen shouted down, "It doesn't tell me, so it's anyone's guess"
"Oh, great" Darius said softly.
The STM's light and energy began swirling brighty and brightly as whatever it was began materialising in the room. As soon as the STM stopped, it was revealed to be a big blue police box from the 1950's.
"So much for your huge scary alien" Jorjie said to Darius, folding her arms as Gryffen, Starkey and K9 came down the stairs.
"Shut up" Darius mumbled.
"Now, that is peculiar" Gryffen stated, staring at the box.
"Why? What is it, Professor?" Starkey asked.
"Well, it's obviously a police call box from back in the day," Gryffen replied, "But the peculiar thing is, the fact the STM brought it here. Never has it brought an inanimate object through time and space. Always creatures. Those rats, for example"
"Then what's so special about this box?" Darius asked.
"I wish I knew, Darius" Gryffen said.
Just then, a man wearing a tweed jacket and a dark blue bowtie exited the box, to the four people, and even K9's, surprise. He scratched his head and then spun around, looking up at the STM. He outstretched his arms at the revelation, then spun around once more, realising that they were staring at began walking up to them.
"Well, hello there!" He said, "I'm The Doctor, I seem to have gotten dragged in by your Space-Time Manipulator, terrible things, you know? And you are..?"
"I'm Professor Gryffen, and this is Darius" Gryffen introduced himself and his assistant.
"Jorjie's the name and this is Stark-" Jorjie began but Starkey cut her off.
"Reality," Starkey said, "Stark Reality"
"This unit is known as K9" K9 introduced himself.
At the mention of K9, The Doctor stared at him in silence. He stared directly in K9's eyes as the others watched on.