The scars of war were sketched into the country side and the ruins of a civilization long dead. The ruined metropolis stood as a reminder of a past golden age. Towers of rusted steel and glass reached toward the sky on flimsy bases that would soon give way. The salted plain, on which these towers stood, was covered with dust and ash as if from a volcano had erupted. Nothing could be seen for miles around in all directions. There were no trees, grass, birds or even insects, only the ruins on a sterile plain. Suddenly, there was disturbance in the center of the once great metropolis. Centuries of dust and ash were kicked by an unknown force that seemed to give new life to an otherwise dead zone. An unearthly sound filled the once stagnant air. In the center of it all materialized a peculiar blue police box that stood out like a beacon in a sea of black and grey. The police box settled and all was quiet once again. The door of the police box opened and The Doctor emerged in sun glasses and bright red swimming trunks.
"Welcome to beautiful sunny… Honolulu?" The Doctor took in his surroundings puzzled. "Now this just isn't right," Behind him emerged a visibly excited Martha Jones, who dressed in a white bikini, was prepared to enjoy the beach.
"Out of the way, Doctor," Martha pushed the Doctor gently to the side, "I can't wait to feel that warm summer sun," She breathed in the air deeply and then started coughing. She struggled back into the Tardis and took a deep breath of air as the Doctor followed closely behind. "I thought you said we were going to Honolulu!" She exclaimed wiping the tears from her face.
"I thought so too but it seems the Tardis had different plans in mind," He walked over to the console and checked the monitor.
"So just where…or when exactly are we?" Martha asked concerned.
"I honestly don't know," The Doctor stared at the blank screen. He then pulled a lever but the screen remained blank. "The Tardis doesn't seem to be responding"
"Well, while you figure that out, I am going to go change," Martha stated, "No use being dressed for the beach if there is no beach," She walked around the corner toward her room. "Doctor, How…?" She popped her back around the corner to the find the Doctor already changed into a pinstriped blue suit with a red tie and trench coat.
"Yes, Martha?" He had out his stethoscope and had it pressed against the monitor. He was focused intently on finding the problem with Tardis.
"How…How did you do that?" She asked confused
"How did I do what?" He shifted his attention back to her.
"Uh never mind," She turned around walked straight to her room.
A few minutes later, she returned to find the Doctor standing by the door to the Tardis.
"Well, ready for some exploring," The Doctor stated gleefully.
"Exploring?" Martha sounding utterly baffled. "I thought you were fixing the Tardis?"
"Well, the Tardis seems to be fine however for some reason she isn't responding and I am guessing that we will the reason somewhere out in the wastes," He held the door open for her. "And I hoping to have some fun exploring the unknown," Martha was frustrated at first but then remembered this was the reason, why she came with the crazy man in the blue box, for excitement and adventure. She walked outside holding her breath as the Doctor closed the door behind her. "Just remember to stay…close" He turned around to face her but she had vanished. "Martha!" He called out to her, yet he heard no response. He called out to her again but there was still no response. However something had caught his attention, the sun had moved since he first arrived in the wasteland. It originally seemed to be setting but now it looked as though it was midday. "Curious?" He turned to his right was stunned to also see the ruins were far closer than he remembered. "Very curious, indeed?" He walked into the ruins while still calling out to Martha. Soon he ventured so deep into the ruins; he could no longer see the Tardis. The streets twisted and curved in different directions more akin to a maze than a city. The cracks and sinkholes made walking perilous but the Doctor was able to navigate his way through the streets with relatively little difficulty until he came to particularly bad stretch of road. The pavement gave way underneath his feet and he soon found his falling. However, someone grabbed his arm and he was pulled back to solid ground. "Thanks," The Doctor said gratefully but he then found himself in shock as he looked into the face of his savior.
"That was a close one but you could thank me by telling me where we are?" Rose Tyler smiled.
"Rose?" The Doctor asked with sure delight in his eyes but Rose looked at him concerned.
"Do I know you?" The Doctor was instantly heart broken. He examined her face and was sure she was definitely Rose. He wondered if there was something wrong with her memory.
"Don't you recognize me, I'm the…"
"Doctor," She exclaimed and ran past him. "Did you get the Tardis working again?" The Doctor turned to see to a man with short cropped hair with navy blue jumper, black pants and a leather coat. It was the Doctor only it was his ninth incarnation.
Meanwhile, Martha was struggling to regain her bearings. She had awoken to find herself in the middle of the deserted city with the Doctor nowhere in sight. There was a sharp pain in head and she could not remember how she and the Doctor were separated.
"Doctor!" She called out at the top of her lungs but there was no response. She called out again but was met only with silence. She knew that the best course of action was to stay put and wait for the Doctor but she could not help exploring the area around her. She searched for signs of the Doctor or any sign of life at all without any success. She was completely and utterly alone.
"Hey!" A voice echoed off the ancient buildings before hitting her ears. Martha shielded the sun from her eyes and in distance; she could barely make out a person waving their arm wildly in distance.
"Is that the Doctor?" She thought as she ran toward the figure, "At least I hope it is the Doctor." As she approached, she was frustrated to find that it wasn't the Doctor but instead a red-haired woman in what looked a pirate costume complete with sabre. Martha was surprised by how fast she made it to the woman and by the fact that she did not break a sweat. From where she stood before, she felt she was at least a mile away.
"Excuse me," The woman smiled and asked politely. "You wouldn't happen to know where we are, would you?"
"Unfortunately, I am trying to answer that same question." Martha was disappointed; she had hoped that this woman would know where she was. From the looks of it, the red-haired woman was disappointed as well.
"She doesn't where this place is either, Rory," The woman looked past Martha to a man hiding behind large rubble behind Martha. The man was also dressed like a pirate but his sword was drawn and he looked ready to pounce.
"Why did you tell her, I was here?" The man protested, "The plan was for me to catch her by surprise," Martha was startled and immediately raised her hands to surrender.
"Please don't hurt me, I did not mean you any harm," Martha gulped as the red haired woman looked her over.
"Hurt you?" The red haired woman laughed, "Rory was hiding to ambush you if you were a threat to us. Trust me, Rory is harmless," The woman smiled and outstretched her hand, "My name is Amy, Amy Pond and this is my fiancé, Rory Williams," Martha breathed a sigh of relief as she shook her hand.
"My name is Martha Jones,"
"Well, Martha, if you don't mind me asking 'How did you get here'"
"Well, you would not believe me if I told but my…friend and I just ended up here by accident," Martha chose her words carefully although they did not seem dangerous, she still did not trust them. "How did you two end up here?"
"Oh some crazy old guy just brought us here on a whim," Rory stated bluntly. Amy punched his shoulder.
"It is not like that at all, Rory," Amy glared at him. "We ended up here by accident as well but our friend is fixing the problem as we speak maybe he can help you too,"
"Your friend?" Martha asked curiously. Something seemed a little strange yet vaguely familiar. A door from one of the old buildings fell off its hinges. Behind it, holding the disconnected doorknob stood a young man in a pirate captain's outfit complete with an eye patch and a large captain's hat.
"I can fix that," The young man laughed then knelt down to pick up the door. He froze midway and turned white as a sheet. He lifted his eye patch and rubbed both his eyes then stared at Martha.
"Martha, this is our friend …" Amy started but was interrupted by the young man who walked up to Martha and inspected her closely. He then embraced her, which made Martha rather uncomfortable as well as Amy and Rory feel awkward.
"Uh…Do I know you?" She asked confused.
"Martha Jones, Don't you recognize me," He said then thought about it and quickly let her go. "Of course, you don't recognize me; I changed a lot since we last met," The man took off his hat and did a courteous bow. "I am the Doctor well a newer edition then the one you are use to,"