This is my first real fanfiction, and as always I do not own Doctor Who the idea, the Doctor Jamie, Polly, or Ben. I would like reviews and suggestions even though this story has already been planed I may change it if I get a good suggestion. I don't have an editor so don't bug me about spelling, grammar, or discrepancies. If someone wants to be my editor they can e-mail me through my profile. Please not the episode marks are just for fun so please enjoy.
A NEW TERROR
Episode 1 A Beginning
Time and space travel, a thought that never even occurred to Jamie, was now part of the world in which he lived. The experience had wizened the young Scot and opened his eyes to new possibilities and wonders beyond all imagination. James Robert McCrimmon was a young Jacobite from the year 1746, and such things we take for granted today filled him with a yearning for knowledge and a boundless sense of curiosity. He was not alone in this new world of which he now found himself in, as he was suddenly reminded by a massive jolt from the TARDIS floor and a short little man came toppling on top of him.
"Oh Dear, oh dear that wasn't supposed to happen, wasn't very nice at all was it Jamie, no no that wasn't nice at all. I really must fix that now let me see ..." The Doctor continued murmuring to himself in a soft low voice, not really expecting a response on Jamie's part. Who now stood their arms crossed studiously watching him seemingly flick random switches on a large console that occupied the center of the room.
They both looked very out of place in the sterile white console room, which was sparsely decorated with a huge grandfather clock, a hat stand, and a well-furnished antique chair. The little color in the room came from the console it's self, with many flashing lights, and a center column that pulsated with steady rhythmic movement. The Doctor on the other hand was the complete opposite. His dark hair seemed to have a natural aversion to sitting neatly on his head, instead if flopped every which way as if it had just landed there. A long black frock coat hung loosely on him, and looked as if it could swallow him whole. From the bottom emitted rather loud check trousers, that bunched around his ankles, for lack of being hemmed for a man of his stature. Jamie now wore a black long sleeve shirt, with strings that tied around each wrist and at the neckline. He also adorned his family kilt of fine bright reds mingling with deeper, darker colors. Around his waste was a brown leather belt, which held a small dirk that swung loosely at his side. Long legs shown from beneath the kilt and landed in his boots.
A flicker on the monitor screen caught in Jamie's peripheral vision. He turned to look, and now found himself gazing into the depths of a jungle like forest that now surrounded them. "Doctor ware are we?" he asked without turning his gaze from the screen.
"I don't know Jamie," he replied the rough but rather soft voice of the Doctor. "It could be Dorilin." He added happily.
"So you've been here before than?" queried Jamie.
"Maybe, maybe than again maybe not as I said."
"Well what's Dorilin like, are the people here friendly and all?" he pressed.
"Oh yes yes if I remember quite rightly the people here are very friendly indeed," He took a deep cleansing breath. "Yes, quite nice." He added smiling happily to himself.
"Well that's all well and good but are ye sure that's ware we are, ya could be wrong ya know!"
"Wrong, wrong!" The Doctor looked offended than almost instantaneously his demeanor changed. "Do you fancy going for a walk?"
Jamie knew it was a rhetorical question, for the Doctor's small hands had already found the control to open the main doors. This act did not altogether surprise Jamie for he had long ago come to the opinion that the Doctor was an erratic wizard of sorts, and wizards are allowed to be a little eccentric. He had never met one himself but it as considered common knowledge to never interfere with the whims of a wizard. If you want to stay alive, and in the form you were born in. Almost at the same time the main doors came to a stop another smaller door on the opposite side of the control room opened.
This door led to the cavernous inner chambers of the TARDIS. A person wondering through them could almost believe that the walls were continuously changing, to make new paths that weren't there a second ago and block off old ones. The vastness of the TARDIS herself was something probably the Doctor didn't even know. Now from within the depths of the TARDIS two figures emerged. The first was a young cockney sailor, not much older than Jamie. He was wearing a freshly washed navel uniform. Shortly cropped sandy-blond hair neatly combed on top of his lanky figure, and piercing blue eyes that gave him an air of both innocence and authority. The second was a small blond young lady who happily showed off her figure in a T-shirt, a short mini-skirt, and knee high boots.
"Ware are we Doc.?" asked the sailor.
"Ahh, Ben, Polly there you are, now come along." The Doctor waved his whole arm at them, and beckoned the three unlikely travelers out the still open Doors.
Episode 2 You Go This Way I'll Go That Way
Outside the TARDIS the four time travelers found themselves surrounded by trees and various types of fauna. "Would ya look at that!" commented Ben wonderstruck by the beauty and simple aroma of this world.
"Yes it is very beautiful isn't it." The Doctor took a deep cleansing breath of the sweet oxygen rich air. Then proceeded to smile thoughtfully at a little spot infront of him, and drift off into his own thoughts.
Polly wondered around the little circle opining in the forest, in which they now found themselves, when suddenly something sparkled to her left and off a waze in the distance. "I wonder what's over there." Polly said excitedly, moving away from the little grope to get a better look through the dense forest.
"Oi duchess don't go wondering off." Called Ben. Polly took no notice, if his warning even registered. For she was to intent on finding out the scorce of this light for her to listen to the complaints of silly men about how women shouldn't go off on their own.
"Don't worry Ben it's quite safe here, and she's a resourceful young woman, she'll be fine." Soothed the Doctor. "Besides I'd like to do a bit of exploring myself."
"Och well that's all fine and dandy but dunna ya think someone otta go after her ya know just encase?" Jamie knew that splitting up always invited danger, and if there was going to be some he'd rather she didn't face it alone. Women are no good in tough situations. In the back of his mind he thought she'll likely fall down and break a leg the first chance she got.
"Ah, yes, well perhaps your right Jamie, you can go along if you'd like. Ben and I will remain in the immediate vicinity and wait for you to return. Won't we Ben? Of course we will now go on or you'll loose her." The Doctor pressed his lips and smiled at the amount of concern shown for each other as Jamie disappeared into the trees. "Now what have we got here, I wonder?" muttered the Doctor returning his attention to another patch of flowers nearby.
Before Polly could find the scorce of the light she was sidetracked by something rather small on the ground just ahead of her. Bending down she picked up the item, but suddenly became aware of the sound of something coming up behind her. Jumping to her feet she swung quickly around to face her assailant. "Jamie, you startled me!" complained Polly.
"Sorry" a confused, concerned look passed over Jamie's features. He had not expected getting yelled at.
"That's OK Jamie look at this." She held up the small object she had discovered in her palm for Jamie to see.
"It's a wee broach." Stated Jamie confidently, pointing at the object in her hand.
"I can see it's a broach Jamie but who does it belong to? Have you seen any people or any other signs of life?"
"Well, ah, look here," Jamie rather unceremoniously picked up what appeared to be a very old rusty pitcher that was partially hidden in a mound of dark brown moss. "There were people here once or this thing woudnna be here."
"Mmm, it's very old isn't it Jamie?" Polly said while scrutinizing the pitcher in Jamie's hand.
"Yeah, but the Doctor did say there where people here, perhaps we just haven't seen them?" He pointed out.
"That is if we really are ware he thinks we are." Retorted Polly.
"True enough, I've only been with ye a short while but it's my opinion he donna know how to operate that thing anyway." Jamie didn't know if that was true or not but it seemed a safe enough bet to him. The Doctor never seemed to get ware he wanted to, and would often only vaguely describe their destination so he had less of a chance of being proven wrong.
"No, but he tries Jamie, and I believe he likes it the way it is." For a moment she found herself thinking of the old white haired man she had met so long ago, back in London. He had pretended to be angry at Ben and Her for barging into the TARDIS when in reality he couldn't be more delighted, than even the finest words could express, secure in the knowledge that he would not be alone in his travels after Dodo had opted to part company. If the Doctor knew ware he was going or whom he was going to meet he would probably find his long life very boring.
"I woudnna run a ship like that." Grumbled Jamie. Not that traveling with the Doctor wasn't a most enjoyable experience he just liked to know that once and a while he could have his feet planted firmly on the ground, and know that it was safe.
"They've been gone a long time, shouldn't we go after them?"
No response..
"Doc?" Ben repeated a little perplexed.
"What, of course I am, I'm sorry what where you saying?"
"I was saying that Polly and Jamie have been gone for a while now and we should go get them." The Doctor bent over and picked something off the ground before answering. "No, no I'm sure they are just fine after all we told Jamie we'd be here when they got back, must keep our word you know Ben." With that the Doctor promptly returned his attention to a small object he found on the ground. "Old, yes very old." Suddenly the Doctors' look of curiosity turned to one of concern. "Hmm perhaps your right though Ben they have been gone a long time and this.." He began to hold up the small object in his hand, but at that moment a terrifying scream could be heard in the distance.
"That was Polly's scream!" Yelled Ben as he and the Doctor raced off in the direction that Jamie and Polly had headed off in.
"Polly..., Jamie!"
"Oi duchess!" Cried Ben holding his hands up to his mouth. "Jamie.. duchess ware are you?" Suddenly he came slamming into the Doctors outstretched arm.
"Ben stop! this is Polly's isn't it?" The Doctor now held out a short lacey scarf.
"Yes it's hers she was wearing it when we left the TARDIS, but I don't see her. Duchess.. Polly!" He hollered out into the empty vastness of the forest.
"It's no good she's not here, at least Jamie's with her." The Doctor suddenly didn't know whether to be glad he had allowed Jamie to go off after her, or if he had just unwittingly sent them both off to a worse fate than he liked entertaining. Ben however was straight forward and practical as ever. "Yes well that might be all good and well but for all we know they might both be dead and we've got no way of knowing."
"Yes, yes.." The Doctor closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but when he opened them again it wasn't Ben that greeted his eyes. They were surrounded.
Episode 3 The Meeting
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A NEW TERROR
Episode 1 A Beginning
Time and space travel, a thought that never even occurred to Jamie, was now part of the world in which he lived. The experience had wizened the young Scot and opened his eyes to new possibilities and wonders beyond all imagination. James Robert McCrimmon was a young Jacobite from the year 1746, and such things we take for granted today filled him with a yearning for knowledge and a boundless sense of curiosity. He was not alone in this new world of which he now found himself in, as he was suddenly reminded by a massive jolt from the TARDIS floor and a short little man came toppling on top of him.
"Oh Dear, oh dear that wasn't supposed to happen, wasn't very nice at all was it Jamie, no no that wasn't nice at all. I really must fix that now let me see ..." The Doctor continued murmuring to himself in a soft low voice, not really expecting a response on Jamie's part. Who now stood their arms crossed studiously watching him seemingly flick random switches on a large console that occupied the center of the room.
They both looked very out of place in the sterile white console room, which was sparsely decorated with a huge grandfather clock, a hat stand, and a well-furnished antique chair. The little color in the room came from the console it's self, with many flashing lights, and a center column that pulsated with steady rhythmic movement. The Doctor on the other hand was the complete opposite. His dark hair seemed to have a natural aversion to sitting neatly on his head, instead if flopped every which way as if it had just landed there. A long black frock coat hung loosely on him, and looked as if it could swallow him whole. From the bottom emitted rather loud check trousers, that bunched around his ankles, for lack of being hemmed for a man of his stature. Jamie now wore a black long sleeve shirt, with strings that tied around each wrist and at the neckline. He also adorned his family kilt of fine bright reds mingling with deeper, darker colors. Around his waste was a brown leather belt, which held a small dirk that swung loosely at his side. Long legs shown from beneath the kilt and landed in his boots.
A flicker on the monitor screen caught in Jamie's peripheral vision. He turned to look, and now found himself gazing into the depths of a jungle like forest that now surrounded them. "Doctor ware are we?" he asked without turning his gaze from the screen.
"I don't know Jamie," he replied the rough but rather soft voice of the Doctor. "It could be Dorilin." He added happily.
"So you've been here before than?" queried Jamie.
"Maybe, maybe than again maybe not as I said."
"Well what's Dorilin like, are the people here friendly and all?" he pressed.
"Oh yes yes if I remember quite rightly the people here are very friendly indeed," He took a deep cleansing breath. "Yes, quite nice." He added smiling happily to himself.
"Well that's all well and good but are ye sure that's ware we are, ya could be wrong ya know!"
"Wrong, wrong!" The Doctor looked offended than almost instantaneously his demeanor changed. "Do you fancy going for a walk?"
Jamie knew it was a rhetorical question, for the Doctor's small hands had already found the control to open the main doors. This act did not altogether surprise Jamie for he had long ago come to the opinion that the Doctor was an erratic wizard of sorts, and wizards are allowed to be a little eccentric. He had never met one himself but it as considered common knowledge to never interfere with the whims of a wizard. If you want to stay alive, and in the form you were born in. Almost at the same time the main doors came to a stop another smaller door on the opposite side of the control room opened.
This door led to the cavernous inner chambers of the TARDIS. A person wondering through them could almost believe that the walls were continuously changing, to make new paths that weren't there a second ago and block off old ones. The vastness of the TARDIS herself was something probably the Doctor didn't even know. Now from within the depths of the TARDIS two figures emerged. The first was a young cockney sailor, not much older than Jamie. He was wearing a freshly washed navel uniform. Shortly cropped sandy-blond hair neatly combed on top of his lanky figure, and piercing blue eyes that gave him an air of both innocence and authority. The second was a small blond young lady who happily showed off her figure in a T-shirt, a short mini-skirt, and knee high boots.
"Ware are we Doc.?" asked the sailor.
"Ahh, Ben, Polly there you are, now come along." The Doctor waved his whole arm at them, and beckoned the three unlikely travelers out the still open Doors.
Episode 2 You Go This Way I'll Go That Way
Outside the TARDIS the four time travelers found themselves surrounded by trees and various types of fauna. "Would ya look at that!" commented Ben wonderstruck by the beauty and simple aroma of this world.
"Yes it is very beautiful isn't it." The Doctor took a deep cleansing breath of the sweet oxygen rich air. Then proceeded to smile thoughtfully at a little spot infront of him, and drift off into his own thoughts.
Polly wondered around the little circle opining in the forest, in which they now found themselves, when suddenly something sparkled to her left and off a waze in the distance. "I wonder what's over there." Polly said excitedly, moving away from the little grope to get a better look through the dense forest.
"Oi duchess don't go wondering off." Called Ben. Polly took no notice, if his warning even registered. For she was to intent on finding out the scorce of this light for her to listen to the complaints of silly men about how women shouldn't go off on their own.
"Don't worry Ben it's quite safe here, and she's a resourceful young woman, she'll be fine." Soothed the Doctor. "Besides I'd like to do a bit of exploring myself."
"Och well that's all fine and dandy but dunna ya think someone otta go after her ya know just encase?" Jamie knew that splitting up always invited danger, and if there was going to be some he'd rather she didn't face it alone. Women are no good in tough situations. In the back of his mind he thought she'll likely fall down and break a leg the first chance she got.
"Ah, yes, well perhaps your right Jamie, you can go along if you'd like. Ben and I will remain in the immediate vicinity and wait for you to return. Won't we Ben? Of course we will now go on or you'll loose her." The Doctor pressed his lips and smiled at the amount of concern shown for each other as Jamie disappeared into the trees. "Now what have we got here, I wonder?" muttered the Doctor returning his attention to another patch of flowers nearby.
Before Polly could find the scorce of the light she was sidetracked by something rather small on the ground just ahead of her. Bending down she picked up the item, but suddenly became aware of the sound of something coming up behind her. Jumping to her feet she swung quickly around to face her assailant. "Jamie, you startled me!" complained Polly.
"Sorry" a confused, concerned look passed over Jamie's features. He had not expected getting yelled at.
"That's OK Jamie look at this." She held up the small object she had discovered in her palm for Jamie to see.
"It's a wee broach." Stated Jamie confidently, pointing at the object in her hand.
"I can see it's a broach Jamie but who does it belong to? Have you seen any people or any other signs of life?"
"Well, ah, look here," Jamie rather unceremoniously picked up what appeared to be a very old rusty pitcher that was partially hidden in a mound of dark brown moss. "There were people here once or this thing woudnna be here."
"Mmm, it's very old isn't it Jamie?" Polly said while scrutinizing the pitcher in Jamie's hand.
"Yeah, but the Doctor did say there where people here, perhaps we just haven't seen them?" He pointed out.
"That is if we really are ware he thinks we are." Retorted Polly.
"True enough, I've only been with ye a short while but it's my opinion he donna know how to operate that thing anyway." Jamie didn't know if that was true or not but it seemed a safe enough bet to him. The Doctor never seemed to get ware he wanted to, and would often only vaguely describe their destination so he had less of a chance of being proven wrong.
"No, but he tries Jamie, and I believe he likes it the way it is." For a moment she found herself thinking of the old white haired man she had met so long ago, back in London. He had pretended to be angry at Ben and Her for barging into the TARDIS when in reality he couldn't be more delighted, than even the finest words could express, secure in the knowledge that he would not be alone in his travels after Dodo had opted to part company. If the Doctor knew ware he was going or whom he was going to meet he would probably find his long life very boring.
"I woudnna run a ship like that." Grumbled Jamie. Not that traveling with the Doctor wasn't a most enjoyable experience he just liked to know that once and a while he could have his feet planted firmly on the ground, and know that it was safe.
"They've been gone a long time, shouldn't we go after them?"
No response..
"Doc?" Ben repeated a little perplexed.
"What, of course I am, I'm sorry what where you saying?"
"I was saying that Polly and Jamie have been gone for a while now and we should go get them." The Doctor bent over and picked something off the ground before answering. "No, no I'm sure they are just fine after all we told Jamie we'd be here when they got back, must keep our word you know Ben." With that the Doctor promptly returned his attention to a small object he found on the ground. "Old, yes very old." Suddenly the Doctors' look of curiosity turned to one of concern. "Hmm perhaps your right though Ben they have been gone a long time and this.." He began to hold up the small object in his hand, but at that moment a terrifying scream could be heard in the distance.
"That was Polly's scream!" Yelled Ben as he and the Doctor raced off in the direction that Jamie and Polly had headed off in.
"Polly..., Jamie!"
"Oi duchess!" Cried Ben holding his hands up to his mouth. "Jamie.. duchess ware are you?" Suddenly he came slamming into the Doctors outstretched arm.
"Ben stop! this is Polly's isn't it?" The Doctor now held out a short lacey scarf.
"Yes it's hers she was wearing it when we left the TARDIS, but I don't see her. Duchess.. Polly!" He hollered out into the empty vastness of the forest.
"It's no good she's not here, at least Jamie's with her." The Doctor suddenly didn't know whether to be glad he had allowed Jamie to go off after her, or if he had just unwittingly sent them both off to a worse fate than he liked entertaining. Ben however was straight forward and practical as ever. "Yes well that might be all good and well but for all we know they might both be dead and we've got no way of knowing."
"Yes, yes.." The Doctor closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but when he opened them again it wasn't Ben that greeted his eyes. They were surrounded.
Episode 3 The Meeting
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