This is my attempt at a canon version of a crossover between Dw and Twd. This is how I imagine it would look on Tv,( even if I know a xover would never happen on Tv). I hope you enjoy it ;)


Clara woke up early that morning. After Danny's death she couldn't sleep that much anyway because she was having all sorts of nightmares involving dead people coming back to life brainwashed and in cybersuits. She kept seeing Danny's desperate face and his eyes clinging to her as on some last hope. She couldn't save him and that was gonna haunt her forever. Since the dream thing she pushed her pain back because this is what Danny would have wanted her to do and since he also wanted her to be happy she resumed traveling with the Doctor. She was broken but she still had her best friend by her side.

The Doctor promised that he'll come in the morning. She knew his habit of being late, and not just hour late, but days, weeks late. Clara really hoped that he won't be late this time although she wasn't holding her breath.

In was almost noon and the Doctor still didn't show up so she entered in the kitchen and poured herself a bowl of cereals and milk and started eating. She almost finished her meal when she finally heard the all-to-familiar sound of the TARDIS materializing. And there it was, just outside the window, the gate towards all of time and space with all its danger and all its excitement but also with all its sad memories. Her bag was already packed, but she added a bottle of water just in case. Hmm... I thought that it was completely full. How comes that now I have enough room for the bottle to. Question for later.

Clara stepped outside the door and closed it behind her and moved towards the TARDIS. The time machine was looking as usual... cozy. The Timelord was waiting by the console and everything seemed pretty much like home. She was now realizing how much she actually missed that sight.

"Alright, then. Where are we going this time?" Clara asked in her usually bossy tone. Her voice however was rather tired, probably because of the sleep deprivation, yet he seemed not to notice and just answered her question.

"Your choice this time..."

"Right, my choice..." Clara said thoughtfully then she responded. "Random. I choose random."

"Have it your way. Random it is." The Doctor said pulling some buttons. Clara gave him the curious look so he felt compelled to explain to her what he was doing.

"I'm activating the Randomizer."

" You just made that up." she said smiling slightly.

"Says the expert in Timelord technology."

"No says the expert in Timelord sarcasm science"

"Now, you just made that up."

"I learned from the best." Now she was almost laughing. It felt good to laugh and enjoy snarky comments. It felt like the old days, before everything went crazy. She was now thinking about Danny and was walking down the memories path so his remark caught her by surprise.

"Clara, we're there."

"Huh, what? There were?"

The Doctor looked at her excitedly.

"I don't know!"

"Then let's find out!" Clara responded equally excited now that she wasn't thinking about her loss.

They ran towards the doors, but then she stopped suddenly.

"What if what's outside those doors is not inhabitable?"

"It doesn't matter, there's a forcefield surrounding the TARDIS at all times. Well...most of the times."

"Most of the times is good enough for me. Ready?"

The Doctor nodded and then opened the doors. A forest like any other forest was welcoming them from outside. The TARDIS landed on a street that was crossing the woods. The road itself was full of dry leafes even if, judging by the green of the trees, it seemed to be in the middle of summer.

"Huh?" Clara exclaimed confused. "Are we still on Earth? When are we?"

The Doctor stepped outside and walked a few feet away testing the gravity, listening for something and smelling the air.

"Well, it looks like Earth, but there is something odd about it..."

"Odd? What do you mean odd?" Clara asked as she exited the TARDIS and closed the doors behind her.

"Something is not right, but I can't exactly put my finger on it" said the Timelord mostly to himself and then continued louder " Can you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

"Nothing, no planes, no cars..."

"Maybe we're in the past, like when we met Robin Hood.

"We're not that far in the past. The chemical composition of the atmosphere is changing. for instance, a few million years back, the air had about 30 percent oxygen instead of 20 as it has in your time. Also there's the street."

"So what, they didn't have streets in the 18th century?"

"Not made of concrete and asphalt." said the Doctor pulling aside with his feet some leafs and revealing the road from below.

"Well, I don't see any dinosaurs around, and no medieval castles, but maybe we're just somewhere remote." Clara tried again.

"What about the birds, the animals…. Clara, do you hear any of them?"

Clara waited for a few seconds, tensed, trying to get something.

"No…I don't…. How about just looking around, maybe we'll find out."

"That's a great idea, now start moving." the Doctor said already walking. Clara jogged the few feet distance and went alongside her friend, moving on the seemingly abandoned highway.

"So…where to?"

"Just follow this road and hope for the best."

As they strolled through the silent forest, an unsettling feeling was crawling into Clara's heart.

"What if there's no one here, and the Earth is just abandoned?"

"Your optimism is simply contagious, Clara."

The young woman moved her shoulders slightly, in defense.

"It is possible, right? One day the human race will just go into space and colonize other planets…they won't need this world anymore…right?"

"The British and other nations colonized America; north and south, but they didn't all abandon their countries and cities. Speaking of which…I think we're in the New World."

"How do you know that?" Clara was impressed and was sure that a super complicated scientific explanation will follow…

"We just passed a sign that says we're 3 miles away from Atlanta."

"Oh." OK, so Clara was less impressed, but made a mental note to be more careful at the surrounding area: just because it was Earth didn't mean that there weren't beautiful sights or dangers around every corner…or turn of the road.

"Wait, wait! Did you see that?"

"See what?"

"Over there" she said pointing in the air with her finger. "I think something is behind those bushes. Maybe there are scared people!"

Clara didn't wait for the Doctor to give her permission so she went slowly towards the source of the movement with hope rising in her soul.

"Hello…. We don't want to hurt you so please, could you just come out so that we can talk?"

Now she could hear something from behind the bushes. The noise grew stronger and more and more distinct. At first, she thought it to be voices, but now it sounded more like a growl. The woman moved closer and she finally saw three people in a circle, eating something from a pile in the middle. Suddenly, one of them shifted a little and Clara could see that the food was actually a human being bloody and torn apart. She used both of her hands to cover the scream she almost let out then carefully retreated from the horrible sight. After only a few steps away, a rotting figure stormed from the shrub and went straight for Clara. She shrieked in fear, caught by surprise by the creature and ran towards the Doctor. The monster kept following her even though there were parts of his human-like being missing or members turned into shreds. Moreover, Clara noticed that the other creatures were now following the first.

"Doctor! Zombies!" she screamed warningly.

"What do you mean…. Zombies?" the Doctor asked as she got back to him.

"Zombies as in decomposed brain-washed killer monsters that are coming for us. Right now! We need to go!"

While they were talking, the creatures were closing up to the Timelord and his companion. The way back to the TARDIS was already blocked and they were surrounded by dozens of zombies that seemed to have gathered from out of nowhere and that leaved them no choice but to run further on the highway. They raced as quick as possible, avoiding the putrefied hands that were trying to grasp them.

After a few minutes they saw an abandoned blue car on the side of the road. The zombies were getting closer so the Doctor hurried towards the vehicle and using his sonic screwdriver, unlocked the doors.

"Are you seriously stealing this car?" The woman asked incredulously.

"Of course not, I'm only borrowing it indefinitely."

" Like you did with the TARDIS?"

"Trust me, this is no TARDIS, even if they're both blue.

"Let me drive!" Clara said suddenly not letting the Doctor enter the car.

"Why? You don't think I can use an Earth vehicle?"

"Like you said, this is no TARDIS."

"Fine!" said the man finally giving up and going instead for the passenger seat.

Clara started the engine and drove off instantly. Pressing the acceleration, they were going full speed for Atlanta.

"So what were those things?" she asked. Her friend seemed deep in thought so at first he didn't respond.

"Doctor?"

"Zombies. You already said that they were zombies."

"No, I mean what sort of aliens, from what planet and what do they want?"

"Clara, they weren't aliens, they were humans, just like you!" the Doctor said grimly.

"What…what do you mean humans?"

"As in evolved apes."

"Thanks for that." Clara said coldly at the semi-insult. "So how can human beings turn into this?"

"Clara, what can you say about them, from our brief encounter?

Clara thought about it for a few seconds the answered.

"They couldn't coordinate their moves very well, thus making them rather slow…."

"Good…"

"But when they gathered, they became more dangerous. Also, they didn't seem to see me…not

really."

"Excellent. I believe that this is an illness of some sort."

"Like the flu? Like a virus?"

"Exactly like a virus. It infected those poor people."

"Can it be reversed? Can we save them?" Clara wondered hopefully.

"I don't think so. I scanned them before we got into the car...they were already dead…and they were walking."

"The walking dead…." she said grimly.

Clara would have wanted to ask him more questions, but he seemed distant and lost in his thoughts so she remained silent.

They had been driving like this, in silence, for almost half an hour when they saw the large gray city against the blue of the summer sky. A few more minutes the highway was passing over a huge bridge and into the city. However, half of the road, the half going out was full of abandoned, broken cars, rusting in the wind and rain and sunlight. The other half was completely empty.

"Well, that's encouraging." remarked thoughtfully Clara.

Now they could already see the skyscrapers in the back rising in front of them in the hot air. It was almost noon and the sun was shining up above, heating up everything and releasing into the air the smell of death. As they entered the city they saw empty streets and deserted buildings. The marks of battle were present everywhere, yet there were no signs of the fighters. It was all quiet, so the Doctor told her to stop the car. He got out and started pacing around while Clara was stopping the engine and getting out herself.

"Doctor, I know you don't like guns, but we need to find some weapons so that we can get back to the TARDIS and figure this zombie-thing out."

The man was still looking around carefully, in search for something and didn't respond to Clara. She was getting annoyed by his silence and asked him rather impstiently:

"What are you looking for anyway?"

"Survivors." he answered calmly.

"Oh really. Is that so? Don't you think that we would have found them by now?"

"I suppose they are hiding."

"Hiding?" Clara said wryly. "If there are any survivors and if they are hiding, they sure do a damn good job at it!" She spoke louder and louder, in the end almost screaming.

"It's not like we looked around so much!"

"Why can't you accept that this time…there might not be any survivors?"

"Why can you accept it so easily?"

"Because life isn't a fairytale! And everyone dies!" Clara was now yelling with tears in her eyes and memories of Danny passing through her mind.

"Clara, I'm sorry, but you need to shut up." Said the man with his voice almost a whisper and his attention shifted towards the surrounding area.

Drawn by the noise, a few zombies approached the Doctor and his companion. Decomposed faces, empty eyes and raggedy clothes was the sight the strangers encountered. Another few were following and they were gathering so very fast. Now they were flooding the streets with hungry, twisted bodies, straight for the newcomers.

"Clara, we have to leave, right now!" The Doctor commanded, pushing her gently towards the blue car.

Clara was again in charge of the steering wheel. She pulled herself together and concentrated on driving as fast and safe as possible. In the mirror she could see an entire flock of undead creatures following their trail, but long left behind. They had exited in a hurry Atlanta on the same road and realized that they didn't accomplish anything by going there. They still had no plan, no back up, no weapons and nothing to lose….to bad they weren't facing the Daleks or the Cybermen….they would run away at that enumeration, but how can they use cleverness against monsters who don't think or reason? How can you manipulate something irrational an unknown?


Sooo... this is my first crossover story, and I hope that you liked it. In case you were wondering, I am going to include TWD characters pretty soon, but I wanted to give them a proper introduction. Please review because I simply love hearing your opinions and if you like this story and want me to continue it, favorite or follow it :D