DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DOCTOR WHO OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS. FOR THEY BELONG TO THE BBC
Author's Note: Yes...my first ever Doctor Who story. I actually have high hopes this one, why? Because I enjoy the Doctor and his companion Amy. And I thought it'd be interesting that they go to a different adventure with witches and demons and all that other good stuff.
I'll get more on the witches later, but for now, I hope you enjoy this chapter and the second one I am currently working on.
Thank you for the read and please, please, PLEASE review. And please, no flames. Thank you!
Of Witches, Spells and Taking Back the Night
Chapter One: Some Minor Troubles…
"When are we actually going to do something instead of sitting around?" Amy complained. She was sitting in a chair, her legs up on the console of the TARDIS. A bored expression was playing across her face as she tapped her fingers on her leg. "We've been doing absolutely nothing for…I lost count…But it was a very long time."
The Doctor sighed, running a hand through his hair. He was leaning over the console, looking at the screen with a confused expression his face.
"I know Amy…" The Doctor muttered. He tapped the screen lightly. "But there is something going on. And right now, I have no idea what."
Amy cocked a brow and stared at him.
"'Have no idea?'" Amy repeated. "But you're the bloody Doctor! You are supposed to be a bloody genius! Besides…what could possibly be wrong?"
"It's TARDIS…" The Doctor answered. "Something is wrong with it."
"It's not like a dog…just fix it and let's get going."
The Doctor stared at Amy. "Hey! Don't talk to the TARDIS like that. It has feeling too."
"Okay, okay!" Amy raised her eyes and walked over to the console, standing beside the Time Lord. "I am sorry…"
She slapped the console. Suddenly the vessel began to shake, violently shifting from side to side. Amy and the Doctor fell back; the Doctor falling onto the ground and Amy grabbing onto a chair.
"What did I just do?" Amy shouted.
"I don't bloody know! But blimey, this is bad!" The Doctor shouted back.
"Then fix it!"
"It's kind of hard to move with this shaking!"
Then, the shaking stopped and the lights went out. The Doctor and Amy were paralyzed, still getting the last of the tremors out of their bodies. The Doctor was first to stand and look around. The TARDIS seemed alright, despite the sudden darkness. The green glow came from the middle of the console, providing some light. The Doctor went to Amy and helped her up.
"What just happened?" She asked quietly.
"I have no idea," The Doctor answered. He went to the console, tapping and pushing at the buttons. Unfortunately, the TARDIS would not light up or even turn on. It was like it was asleep…
"Yep…do not know. The TARDIS is taking a quick nap…"
He clapped his hands and looked at Amy, a boyish grin on his face.
"So! Why not explore till it wakes up?"
"What?"
"You heard me." The Doctor skipped to the TARDIS door. "Nothing else to do and I don't feel like sleeping. So let's see where we are at."
Amy laughed and shook her head, following him to the door. The Doctor opened up the door and the scent of rain hit her. The sound of rain tapped on the TARDIS. Amy looked around outside and realized where the TARDIS had landed.
They were in the rain, in the middle of a graveyard…