Ok so, first Doctor Who fic. Hope it's good. Read and Review? Its late. I don't know what else to say…..soooooo….here you go:
To clarify: after they switch bodies, when I say the Doctor, I mean the Doctor in Clara's Body, not Clara in the Doctor's body. Just keep that in mind as you read.
Disclaimer: as much as I wish I did, I don't own Doctor Who. But I do own the Glagoromians, which makes me a little happy yay!
"Doctor, where are we going, exactly?" Clara asked as she wandered around the console slowly, her eyes fixed on the man who was running around the room, flipping switches and turning knobs.
"July 23, 5073 planet Glagorom, home of the well, Glagoromians, as you could probably guess," the Doctor hollered as he continued to press buttons, the TARDIS whooshing as it flew through time and space.
"And why are we going there?" Clara pondered out loud.
"The Glagoromians are some of the most technologically advanced people in all of history. They were some of the first to travel through space! Where do you think your cell phone came from?" The doctor rattled off as the TARDIS landed. Clara looked at her phone with an expression of confusion. The Doctor ran to the doors with Clara at his heels. "You ready?" he asked the petite woman before him. She nodded, a huge grin dancing across her face. He swung open the wooden doors to reveal a sea of shining silver towers and thousands of tall, slender figures rushing past. Clara looked up at the Doctor with wide eyes. He looked down at her and smiled before grabbing her hand and pulling her forward. They ran until they reached a tall, round building. Each window was like a prism, cascading color all throughout the city.
"It's beautiful," Clara whispered as she looked around at her surroundings. The sky was clear of any clouds, and instead of the blue she was used to, it was a light purple. Despite being daytime a large, red moon took up a large portion of the right side of the sky, and a blue sun sat in the left. The air was warm, but a cool breeze blew past them every few seconds.
The Glagoromians were obviously an advanced people. Astatically, they were tall and slender. Their skin was a light red, and their large eyes, which resembled a cats, had a green tint. They had long necks that lead up to a large, shaven head. They all wore skin-tight silver body suits, and had what appeared to be small Bluetooths on their right ears. They nodded at Clara and the Doctor politely as they passed by the couple.
"This is amazing'" Clara said to the Doctor, who just smiled back at her in response. As Clara spoke, one of the men native to the planet emerged out of the automatic doors to the building.
"Hello, I am Lemarmo, owner and operator of this establishment. How may I help you today?" he asked in a soft, but slightly firm voice.
"Ah, yes. Um. Well. Uh. Oh, ah! Here are my credentials, we are here to inspect the building, you know, to be sure there are no, um, cracks, or bugs, or any of those sort of things," the doctor responded as he flashed the psychic paper to the man before him. He flashed a quick grin before quickly glancing at Clara, as a signal for her to do the same.
"Well then, follow me," the man stated after a few seconds of looking over the two in suspicion.
They followed him into the building. He showed them the way to the elevators, and left them to do their "job." The tower had an astonishing 400 floors, any of which could be reached in a matter of seconds with the elevator that stretched through the center of the building. The floors were not numbered like most buildings on Earth. Instead, each floor was a different color. All of the walls, floors, ceilings, and objects on each floor were a different color. Each color of the rainbow represented a different area of scientific study, and each shade of the colors, represented a different aspect of that study. The top ten floors of the building were a little different. They were all white.
When the doctor went to press the button for the top floor, nothing happened. He looked at it puzzled before pulling out his sonic screwdriver and pointed it at the button. Suddenly the elevator started, and within about three seconds, they were at the top. The pair looked at each other for a second before the Doctor shrugged and they made their way off the elevator and onto the tile floor. The room was empty with the exception of a small, silver ball that was attached to the wall in front of them.
Clara walked slowly around the room, looking around, examining the barren space. "They must not have put anything in here yet," she stated as she turned to look at the Doctor.
He nodded, his brows furrowed in confusion, "except, this research center has been running for almost one hundred years at this point. Why would they still have an empty…" suddenly two figures appeared, one in front of each of them. They appeared to be in the same form as the Glagoromians, except there, skin, eyes, and clothes were all black. They reached out and touched the Doctor and Clara before they had a chance to run. Both of the travelers dropped immediately to the ground unconscious, and the two strange figures disappeared.
A few moments later, the couple woke, trying to recall what had just happened. They sat up slowly blinking as they regained their vision slowly.
"What the hell was…." Clara began before stopping upon hearing her own voice. Rather the feminine voice she usually heard whenever she spoke, a more masculine voice came out. It did not take her long to realize where that voice had come from. It was the Doctors.
They had switched bodies.