Hey Everyone I decided that this year although I still will be working on my other stories that I would do another small Doctor Who story (although this story can be made longer if you guys enjoy it) Also I decided to do this story as I've never really done a regeneration story before so I thought it'd be a fun and imaginative thing to try and do.
Chapter 1- Regeneration
They had made it back to the Tardis.
Once again it seemed Christmas was going to be a tough time for Clara Oswald as once again she looked upon The Doctor as he leaned on her before falling against the Tardis console, Clara watched as the gallifreyan symbols began to tick and whir as the Tardis began to make it's every familiar whooshing and wheezing.
She looked on at The Doctor. His ever beloved dark blue crombie coat was torn and charred in some areas, a mixture of snow, ash and soot had left his hair greyer than usual.
It was then he began to walk round the console, as he did Clara rested her hand against the console, it felt oddly damp, as she raised her hand she noticed a crimson colour dabbed on part of her hand.
It was blood, The Doctor's blood.
She looked at him as he gave a small smile before one of his supposed 'Attack eyebrows' shot up. "Are you alright Clara? he said in his rough yet caring Scottish tone.
"You're bleeding aren't you?" Clara said showing nothing but pure concern for her friend.
The Doctor then looked down in a sorrowful way "Clara, I never told you because I never wanted you to be worried about me" he said knowing that his young but extremely wise impossible girl would have some sort of caring remark ready.
She looked at him and replied "I'm always worried about you Doctor, I'm the impossible girl, born to save The Doctor." she replied, as she did The Doctor looked down, feeling a tingle in his hand, as he looked down he saw the ominous golden glow of regeneration energy.
As he saw the glow he hadn't realised that Clara had walked around and also saw it. "It's starting isn't it" Clara asked as she looked at the time lord's hand and then at the glistening dark spot on his waistcoat where the wound was.
"I'm afraid so Clara" he said as he then stumbled. "so step back" he said his Scottish tone had never sounded so scared yet so weak before, as he said this the regeneration energy had began to take hold, once again Clara had wanted to step forward just to comfort her friend however The Doctor gave her a look that said simply 'keep away from me' to which Clara listened to.
"The end of this line already, when one man goes, another walks from the same spot and into the horizon, yet still many things I never truly understood, so many regrets." He said before looking at Clara. "Clara, promise me, whoever I become, please help them like you did me after Trenzalore." he asked.
Clara looked at him misty eyed "yeah" she said as she watched The Doctor stood upright.
He looked at her, and she looked at him. "Goodbye Clara" he said before giving a small wince, his back arched back as he exploded in light.
The intense force of the regeneration knocked Clara back as the room filled with the golden light of regeneration, Clara turned to try and look at her friend but had to turn away from the blinding light.
As the energy blazed round the room sparks flew from the console as the Tardis span out of control.
Eventually the light soon began to subside signalling the end of the process. Clara began to look up from the console to a surprise of The Doctor's new face, her eyes shot open as wide as the look she gave when she saw his 11th self change after Trenzalore.
The newly regenerated doctor looked back at her, eyebrow raised, walking slowly towards her.
The Doctor went to speak when the Tardis lurched forward and the cloister bell began to ring out throwing The Doctor against the console, quickly the new Doctor sprung into action as Clara watched in amazement as the new incarnation fresh from regeneration almost instantaneously went back into action for a short amount of time before the sound of a loud crash threw them both into each other causing them to fall in opposite directions.
Thanks for reading. I know this was a short story as well as seemingly a short regeneration, but I still have the chance to tackle what The Doctor is like before the process is complete.
Whilst I try to make another chapter for this feel free to check out my other Doctor Who Stories Coping With Life (A 12, Clara & Danny story) or my Doctor Who Short Ghosts of Birthday's Past.
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