A/N: Right, so I made the first chapter of this a while ago, and I'm still working on the next one. Don't expect it to come soon, though. Hope you enjoy. I don't own Doctor Who.
universe
[yoo-nuh-vurs]
a world or sphere in which something exists or prevails:
Surviving wasn't necessarily difficult for everybody.
Especially not the man whose ship is crashing, down, down to wherever. Because he definitely didn't know for sure. For now, really, he's just stumbling around trying to lock onto a familiar set of coordinates. Ironic how the chances of death at this point are quite high. It's not like he wanted this to happen, though. He was just dropping by his friend's house, possibly asking her to come along and go on an adventure.
Obviously he couldn't make his mental appointment.
This was one of a very few select moments where he had no clue at all on what was happening. Not even a spark of a sensible idea. That was a problem, because he really despised not knowing. He had so much knowledge on virtually anything, being a time traveler.
The beans have been spilled. Oops.
His name is The Doctor.
oOo
"What did you do this time, Tony?!"
"Science, Cap! What do you think I do when I'm not saving the world?"
This was a very common happening at Avengers Tower, formerly named Stark Tower. Tony Stark, billionaire genius, was once again working on his theoretically world changing experiments, or so was thought. He'd been spending all day and night, living off of and draining gallons of coffee. Since a fairly recent alien attack, he'd been utterly obsessed with alien life and technology, often tampering with it way beyond safety measures. Not that handling enemy alien objects with currently unknown-to-humankind power was safe anyway.
"Really Tony, what did you do?" questioned Cap. Burn marks and scorched dust decorated Tony's once hospital white lab gear in strange star shapes. "None of your experiments have ever sounded like that!"
"Have it your way, gramps! I took the blaster and fired its lowest implosion setting in a specifically designed container used to 'freeze' the impact on command, allowing closer and more accurate observation. I accidentally fired it somewhere else."
"Since when have you been able to create that?"
"Part of being a genius, Steve! Gotta think up something new!"
"But Tony, if that's the lowest setting," Steve gestured to the container. "Then why are the burn marks so much smaller over there?"
"I don't know, some of it might have—wait. He checked the foreign gun once again and stared at it, eyes wide. "CAPTAIN STEVEN ROGERS, I JUST DID SOMETHING VERY BAD!"
Knowing the look of true terror on the genius's face, he started worrying. But, he wasn't 100% sure what exactly was the problem.
"I froze it in the highest setting! It must have been triggered when I hit the table!"
oOo
"Okay, girl. What is it now?" The Doctor knew he set his coordinates to a specific place in front of a specific house that happened to belong to a specific friend.
Where was now did not apply or relate to any of his specific criteria.
But it's not like he wasn't used to this happening.
The Doctor ended up in front of multiple skyscrapers. So I must be in present day, obviously. By what he could tell from the accents of the people around him, he must have been in the United States.
He looked around, trying to determine why the TARDIS would take him there. Nothing bad seemed to be happening. No one was panicking, or acting any less normal than a person should.
He looked up to find any alien spaceships, but he found none. Instead, he saw an enormous, styled, "A" plastered on the side of a very modern building. He strode toward the entrance of the building, hoping to find something interesting. As he subtly peered through the glass doors, he saw the words "Stark Industries" on the wall, with a line that bent around the upper half of the logo.
"But...that's impossible! He's a comic book character!" For once in a long while, he was thoroughly intrigued. He'd met dozens of so-called "fictional characters", but they were all real. And he knew for sure, that Tony Stark definitely was not real.
He thought back to when he saw the "A" on the building. Then that's the Avengers symbol. Oh deary me, I'm going to meet the Avengers!
He ran over to his TARDIS like a child and excitedly set the configurations.
He would make a grand entrance to introduce himself to Earth's mightiest heroes.
oOo
"So...What exactly is the problem with that happening? Will it destroy the universe within 24 hours?" Steve didn't know what to expect. He'd woken up after 70 years of being frozen, then fought against and alongside actual aliens. At this point, not much could really surprise him, other than the advances of technology.
"That's the problem, Cap! I don't know!" He yelled the last sentence with much emphasis, speaking very slowly. "Anything could have happened! What if we've released a signal for war and even more aliens are going to attack us?"
The Captain sighed. "You mean you. If anything truly troubling has happened, it's completely and utterly your fault, Tony."
Suddenly, a vaguely familiar whooshing sound echoed through the tower. Steve and Tony were caught by surprise.
Tony walked out into the living room, where some other Avengers were hanging out. "Okay, who's watching Doctor Who?" He didn't notice that the other Avengers were actually in a battle stance, waiting for the worst to happen.
"The worst" being a giant blue telephone box.
Tony's eyes grew very comically wide as he saw it materialize. And his head inclined in shock as he witnessed a man with floppy hair and a ridiculous outfit step out of it.
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"Assemble!" someone shouted. The Doctor grimaced slightly as the group of people in front of him pulled out their weapons, except one man, who just stared at him.
He recognized that man to be Tony Stark, and Mr. Stark quickly spoke up.
"Whoa! Wait, guys! I know this guy!"
His teammates gazed at him, incredulous. "You know him? This is unbelievable, Stark. When have you ever met a guy who just magically appears in a giant blue box?"
The Doctor smiled, a bit embarrassed.
"But he's from a TV show...How are you here? Oh God," he turned to the blonde man next to him, "it's because of the implosion."
The blonde man, obviously Captain America, slapped a hand on his forehead and sighed. "Look what you've done now, Stark."
The other Avengers seemed utterly confused as they listened to their conversation, but quickly returned their attention to the stranger five feet away from them. They still pointed their weapons at him, ready to shoot at any moment.
The Doctor laughed and started to walk, carefully towards Tony. "Don't worry, I come in peace," he said, forming his hand into a v-shape. He put an arm on Tony's shoulder and smiled. "Ah, yes. See, my ship over there took me here, and she usually does that when things go wibbly wobbly. By the way, lovely to meet you all. Huge fan."
The Avengers had never seen Tony so fangirlish in their lives. He looked so amazed at the Doctor's presence, and they took that as a sign that this strange British man was safe.
Tony spoke in unclear sentences, sounding like an absolute mess. This was highly unusual for him, as he had spoken in public very often. The Doctor somehow seemed to understand, but didn't answer yet. He watched and nodded as Tony yelled rapidly, gesturing towards his lab, and occasionally summoning FRIDAY during his unintelligible speech.
A silver haired boy rolled his eyes and ran to Tony, shoving a hand over his mouth.
The Doctor looked excited, saying, "Ooh, a speedster!" He peeked over at a girl with brown hair, who looked strikingly similar to the boy. "And a magic user? Amazing!"
He strutted to the center of the room and pulled out his sonic screwdriver, which Tony marvelled at. He pointed it at the ceiling, and made the lights flicker, calling for attention. The Avengers, not including Tony, took this badly and reached for their respective weapons. The Doctor awkwardly glanced to the side, apologizing multiple times. Then, immediately, he smiled brightly again.
"Now, the Doctor is in!" the Doctor declared. "What seems to be the problem?"