Like the summary said I don't own the idea of Doctor who or anything I use from it. BBC is the rightful owner. I'm simply borrowing these ideas and making a nonprofit story for entertainment, enjoy!

" I've failed. The effort of my past was for nothing, the endless struggles were pointless, the lives I lost were in vain." He walked over to the center of the room and pulled a lever. He glanced down at his hands and saw the familiar yellow starting to resinate from them. He tightened his hands in a fist and held it in. He closed his eyes. " I'm finished now, this life is over, and yet again, another life begins."

These were the last words of a good man, all he said, before it happened. He looked up and energy started releasing from his body. It traced his hands and legs going all across his body. It started calmly, changing little features, the marks on his face, the texture of his skin. Then the calm left and the energy suddenly blasted wildly around him. This time changing him drastically. His height changed, hair grew, and shoulders broadened. With a jolt a new body stood there, a new face. The man looked around to see no one. He was alone, again. He looked down at himself with a forced smile, then started examining.

" Right then, eyesights. Not bad, bit of a blur, but what else is new. Ears... Not pointy, right way up, more or less level. Face- Well I've got one." He reached and grabbed his mouth in shock. "Oh, no... French! I've deleted French! That was my favorite."

He then went to scratch his head only to be surprised. Eyes widening he shouted,

" I have this hair again?! Curly Hair?... I hate it when I copy myself. Wonderful, this is going to be tough to manage! And I'm not going to ask, because if I'm ginger will curly hair..." He stopped talking and calmed himself down. Finished he walked to the center of the room.

The first true smile crossed the mans face as he stood in front of the control panel. " Now then, lets take her out for a spin!"

He pulled down the wibbly lever to get the machine going. The smile he had quickly left as all that was heard was a loud bang as smoke started coming out of the controls. Panic came across him as he ran desperately to get the craft under control.

" No, no, no we are NOT having this happen again!" He muttered before pressing the temporal locator.

"Well at least we're landing on some familiar ground!"

The man went back to pulling levers and pushing buttons of the sort. Outside all that could be seen was a blue wooden box with the words Police box on it hurdling towards the Earth. Flipping and turning all directions. When suddenly it stopped. The police box was upright and floating in the air. "Why do I always choose to regenerate while i'm in mid-flight?" He was breathing heavy from running around. "Guess it's a good way to break in the new body!" He laughed answering himself.

He went and pulled the hand brake lever and ran to the door. Opening it revealed he was on a street corner. He walked out and took in the fresh air.

The sounds of people walking, talking, and rushing echoed through the halls. Planes taking off and landing bringing and taking people to their desired destination. Though her story does not begin with a trip to a foreign land. It begins with a simple Yes.

" You are to report to work Monday morning, we'll see you then." uttered the manager as he finished signing off papers. The women in front of him eyes prussian blue almost piercingly bright and deep chestnut brown hair with a smile curving across her face as she spoke, in a sweet british accent,

"Thank you sir, I'll be here bright and early you can count on me!" She got up and went through the door. The man watched her leave and twitched,

"You will be-"

" We're you saying something sir?" She poked through the door.

He seemed as if he was struggling to speak but was able to mutter some words.

" Nothing, everything is fine, I'll see you Monday morning Anna." He gave a forced grin.

"Thank you again sir." she spoke turning and leaving.

Anna danced down the street not minding where she was going just, happy! She pulled out her phone to call her mom.

" Hello mother dearest!" she said teasingly.

" I'm guessing the interview went well?" Her mother responded.

Anna nearly jumped saying "Yes! I start this Monday flying and going who knows where?!"

" Well I'm just glad you found work you know how your father worries. He'll be happy to hear about this though." she finished with a hint of concern in her voice.

Anna hesitated before speaking, " How is dad?"

There was a pause in the conversation before her mother continued. " He's been doing better... This will certainly brighten his day." Her mother said trying to be reassuring.

" Alright well be sure and tell him, I love bot-" Anna ran smack into someone and dropped her phone. She went down to grab it and started ranting without looking up at who she bumped into.

"Oi! why don't you watch where you're going instead of running into people!" she finished looking at her "assailant".

"I'm terribly sorry Ma'am I'm just in a hurry. Love to stay and chat but I've got to run." The man said turning back and running in the opposite direction.

Anna stood up and watched him run off into an ally. " What a strange man. Awful hair, should learn to take care of it." she turned to continue her walk but curiosity hit her like a brick wall. Noise was echoing from the ally the man ran into and an unexpected eagerness was coming over her. She leaned against the entrance to the ally-way and peeked her head around the corner to find it empty. Anna tilted her head in confusion, why had she heard noise, the ally-way was empty even though she had for sure seen the man run down here.

Anna phone buzzed indicating she had received a text.

'So how was the job interview? Don't tell me! Meet me at the cafe on Rupert St. in like five minutes!'

Liz

Anna smirked and sent a 'Sure thing!' back to her friend. She walked down the street glancing one last time at the ally-way. One second there and the next gone, oh well. The smirk she wore fading the father she walked from that ally-way.

"And then wam! Right into me! Almost dropped my phone in a puddle." Anna finished taking a drink of her tea.

" Well that seems eventful, was he cute?" Liz slyly smirks at her friend.

Anna nearly choked on her tea laughing at Liz's comment.

" Psh this guy was wearing a dark grey blazer in the middle of the summer! Plus his hair was ridiculous."

" Seem to remember an awful lot about him though." Liz pointed out still smirking at her friend.

Anna was unamused, Liz was the type of purpose to tease her about any guy she met, this was ridiculous.

" Changing the subject, I won't be free this week, the new job requires a lot of hours of my time." Anna shrugged saying this. As much of a pain Liz was, she was her best friend.

" Well I hate to chat and run but I have a interview of my own that I can't be late for, so see you around." Liz got up and left.

Anna just sat there for a moment playing with her tea, lost in thoughts. They were no longer about the man she ran into but the sound she heard in the ally-way. The sound that it made was almost indescribable. A wheezing sound was the best she could put it, but it wasn't an accurate description. She decided it was time to get back to her apartment. Down the road she went stopping to glance at a blue phone box, paying it no mind she kept walking to her apartment.