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A Time Best Left Forgotten
By TheLonelyCenturion
First Published – 2012
The moral right of the author is questionable at best.
Original Series broadcast on BBC television
Format ©BBC 1963
'Doctor Who' 'TARDIS' etcetera are the trademarks of the British Broadcasting Corporation and are not being used for profit.
All rights reserved. No part of this novel may be reproduced in any form or by any means without prior written consent from the author, except by a reviewer, who may quote brief passages in a review.
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either a product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.
The Ninth Doctor is based off of his portrayal by Christopher Eccleston and Amelia Pond is based off of her portrayal by Karen Gillan.
Cover Design by TheLonelyCenturion/Nicholas Zippelli – 2012
This story is dedicated to all the Whovians out there. Those of us that can't get enough of our favourite Doctors. This is all for you. You're what makes it all worth it in the end because I don't know where I'm going, but I know I'm going to meet some interesting people along the way… oh and it'll be dangerous too, and there will be some running. Actually lots of running, but that's how we like it.
Chapter 1.
It was 1976 which really wasn't all that important. Even less important was that it was July 7th 1976. What is important – and I believe I was getting to it – is that this is the day a timeline crossed itself and had the potential to end the universe. It obviously didn't as I'm currently writing this and you being slightly farther in the future are still in existence to read it, although if my writing's somehow did manage to escape the literal destruction of everything… hurrah. Anyway here is where our story begins, July 7th 1976.
Amelia Pond huffed to herself, leave it to her boys to just abandon her. Okay so maybe abandon was a strong term, but they did just sort of walk away to look at cars or tools or whatever the Doctor and Rory like to do for fun. So here she was stuck in Mellsworth, Wales in the middle of nowhere in the 1970's. To top it off she could even remember where the Doctor parked the TARDIS, not that he really parked it anyway. He more or less just sort of clumsily lands it in random places and pretends it was where he wanted to be. This was starting off to be one hell of a day.
That's when she saw it, the TARDIS. Great big blue box, made of wood. Had the words 'Police Public Call Box' written across the top. Honestly looked more like a rickety shed than a ship that could travel through space and time. That said, it was home to her and she really really wanted to lie down in a bath and have a nice soak.
Amy Pond ran up the street to her spaceship, her home, her big blue box and when she got there she pushed open the door and saw one of the biggest surprises of her life. The TARDIS was different, well it was still the TARDIS, but it was just off. Instead of the shiny modern style it had when she left, all full of glass and sleek lines, it was a coral filled mess. The console room was so much darker and moodier than she had ever seen it. The walls were a dark brown and the floor was a grated sheet metal. The console itself was still a cobbled together mess, but it just looked like a cobbled together mess of broken things now.
The strangest thing she noticed was not darker atmosphere or change to the console itself. It was a man. A man with close cropped hair and big ears wearing a black leather jacket and jeans.