AN: I apologize for any OOCness - it is NOT intentional. Please tell me what it is so that I may fix it. Also, details will OBVIOUSLY be changed about David Tennant and Matt Smith. Why? Because I know virtually nothing about them. Okay- better reason! I like angst. Angst is cool. As such - there shall be angst, even if it is mainly centered around the REAL 11th doctor. Oh, and the 10th Doctor may or may not show up, I don't know his character very well. Anyway, in order to create angst - things are going to go wrong.
And, I'm going to break the unspoken Whovian Code. IN THIS STORY - THE TV SERIES SHALL BE CANCELED. I know, I know. The apocalypse - Armageddon - it's coming early! But yeah. It gets canceled - why else would David Tennant and Matt Smith meet 11 and just go - "Oh look, a TARDIS! Let's go on an adventure we might die in even though we are perfectly content with our lives!" It's just like, seriously guys. These are rich, famous, super popular actors. They need a reason - so poof. Doctor Who has been canceled - though not permanently. I'd tell you more, but, well, spoilers.
Oh! And in this story, even though Matt Smith is in it after he gets his buzz cut - his hair is still the same as 11's in this story. No offense Matt - but you should not have cut your hair!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN DOCTOR WHO. There, do we all see that? Do we all understand? Yes? Good. Because it's the last time I'm saying it for this story.
Now then, the first five or so chapters will probably be pretty short so we can gain momentum. Sorry about that. Well, enjoy!
Matt Smith and David Tennant sat next to each other in the coffee shop, each fiddling with the prop sonic screwdrivers they had taken from the set. "What if these actually worked - like they do in the show?"
David smirked at Matt's question and shook his head, "Well, then yours would never work at all, would it?"
"Oi!" Matt yelled, waving his arms as David laughed. "Anyway, can you believe they pulled the plug on Doctor Who?" David scowled at Matt's mention of the recent development and kicked back in his chair, placing his feet on the table.
"It's bloody unbelievable, I tell you. They're just going to sell or destroy everything, all because some guy threatened to kill us and burn down the set! It was just one crazy guy's hate mail." It was Matt's turn to glare at nothing as David mentioned the notice. The taller actor couldn't help but think that for someone who was so "baby-faced," he had a pretty terrifying glare. Then again, he did play the eleventh doctor.
"Yeah, agreed. It's a good thing we managed to nick these when they weren't looking!" Matt waved his sonic screwdriver around and pressed a random button, dropping it on the table in shock when it sparked and the above light flickered out. Brown eyes met hazel as they both widened in shock. "Press a button."
David flicked the switch and extended his sonic screwdriver before pressing on another random button, which apparently caused all the car alarms in the neighborhood to go off. "That's... not supposed to happen." Matt nodded and stared at David, while the other actor just stared back.
"Ok... since this is a Doctor Who situation..." David began, and Matt gave him a nervous smile before finishing his statement.
"It's time to think like the Doctor. Alright, so obviously, this is not supposed to be possible-" (Matt)
"Yet it obviously is." (David)
"Right, so, something must be affecting us, and it is probably in a mile radius-" (Matt)
"since otherwise, it would have been affecting more electronics and may have shorted them out." (David)
"Right, so it's in a mile radius, and is probably something related to Doctor Who, since nothing else seems to be majorly affected." (Matt)
The two's dialogue was interrupted as what can only be described as a "swooshing" noise came from the alley next to the coffee shop. The two shared a look before rushing outside and coming face to face with a beautiful blue, rectangular police box.
"No way..."
Somewhere in between the layers of time and space...
"No, no, no! Come on Old Girl, what are you doing?" cried the Doctor as he ran around the TARDIS console, flipping switches and calibrating the radiation levels to cope with the new environment around him.
"What? Did you just park us in a PARALLEL UNIVERSE?!" The brunette rushed throughout the room, double checking his scanners as forest green eyes surveyed everything to check nothing else had gone wrong.
"Alright, let's see where we've landed..." The Doctor, for once in his life, cautiously eased open the TARDIS door, only to come face to face with two shocked people, one who's form he was quite familiar with. He yelped and tripped backwards, at the same time as the other one also fell while the one wearing converse just jumped.
"Oh my God..." murmured the converse one before helping his friend up and offering a hand to the Doctor, who took it after hesitating.
"I take it I'm in a parallel universe, and you aren't actually my past regeneration?" he asked, and the other two nodded.
"Yep!" said the other, extending his right hand to shake. "I'm Matt Smith, and I play, well, played, you, in a TV show called Doctor Who." The Doctor shook his hand, eyebrows lifting at the TV show mention. That was something he never expected to hear.
"So, that's what I look like?" Matt nodded in response to the Doctor's question, though the Doctor simply pulled on his hair in an attempt to see if it was really that long.
"And I'm Tennant, David Tennant. I played your last regeneration in the same show," the converse wearing one said, shaking the Doctor's hand.
"Oh, well, that's different. I guess you already know who I am then, huh?" grinned the Doctor, leaning against the door of the TARDIS. The other two grinned and nodded.
After a moment, the Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver and flicked it on. The other two immediately pulled out their own and flicked them on, wincing as a lamp post sparked nearby. "Ooh! You have a new one! Do I get that?!" asked the Doctor, examining Matt's upgraded sonic screwdriver.
"Eventually, if everything goes the same," laughed Matt, shrugging.
"Hey, I just realized something!" exclaimed the Doctor, snapping his fingers and causing the other two to look up at him expectantly. "You're names are a bit like fate, did you notice? You played my tenth regeneration, and you're last name is Tennant, Ten being the first three letters. And you played me, and one of my most common aliases is John Smith, you're last name being Smith." David and Matt shared a look before shrugging and nodding. Truth be told, they had thought about it once or twice, but never really paid much attention to it.
"Oh no! I'm going to be late! I promised Amelia five minutes!" cried the Doctor suddenly, running into the TARDIS and punching the controls. As he was distracted, David and Matt shared a knowing look before jumping into the TARDIS, quietly shutting the door behind themselves.
"Ah, there we go. The engines are stabilizing... radiation normal, quantum propellers set..." the Doctor continued his rambling as the two actors leaned against the wall and watched the scene in interest.
"Hey, Matt..." began the one with spiky hair, glancing over at his shorter companion. "Nothing in this universe has happened yet. We are from a parallel universe, so we wouldn't affect the Doctor's timelines, right?"
"Yeah, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" grinned Matt, flipping his floppy hair out of his eyes with a shake of his head.
"That we change this thing up and make the Doctor have a happy ending or two?" The pair grinned at each other before turning their attention back to the Doctor, already planning how to safely change everything.
"You should stay with the Doctor for Prisoner Zero, Matt. I'll watch out for the Ponds, see if I can keep them out of trouble and save that woman doctor from the hospital," David suggested, and his colleague nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, wouldn't want anyone confusing me for him, huh? Then again, once he starts wearing his beloved bow tie, it'll be pretty easy to tell us apart."
"Yeah, agreed. I probably should make sure not to dress too much like 10, shouldn't I? That could be awkward, expecting the best Doctor ever and ending up with a human instead," joked Tennant, nudging Smith with his arm. Matt grinned, dark forest eyes shining with excitement (AN: Ok, are his eyes green or hazel? I've heard so, SO many different colors. And what about Tennant? His eyes are brown, right?)
"Hey, watch it! 11 is better, and half of the fans know it!"
"Oh, and I suppose the other half support 10, huh?"
As the two actors continued talking, the Doctor finally overheard the duo and turned to stare at them with wide eyes. "How long have you two been here?" he shouted, jumping about a foot in the air as his eyes widened. The TARDIS hummed in amusement at her Thief's cluelessness as David and Matt chuckled.
"Pretty much the whole time." The Doctor's jaw dropped at that remark before turning back to the TARDIS, murmuring about new ears and having to pay more attention to his surroundings. Halfway through his monologue, the Doctor froze and slapped a hand to his forehead.
"No, no, NO! I figured it out!" the Doctor ran around, pulling levers and making the TARDIS shake. When he wasn't looking, Matt quickly pressed the blue stabilizers and the Doctor glanced up at him with narrowed eyes before going back to guiding them through the Vortex.
"Perception filter?" questioned David, trying to make sure everyone was on the same page.
"Huh? Oh, yes. I suppose you already know everything up to my twelfth regeneration then?"
"Yep! Including your name," informed Matt, cautiously watching the Doctor as he stiffened and looked up with wide eyes.
"What?" it came out slightly broken and halting as the Doctor fearfully took a step back.
"We won't tell anyone," said David, leaning against a wall.
"And unless we tell them differently, all the villains will probably think we're you, anyway, in which case of COURSE we know your name. Just say we're human clones or something," suggested Matt, waving his hand. "We know pretty much everything up to your twelfth regeneration, and then the show was canceled. Terrible shame."
The Doctor simply sighed resignedly and shook his head. "So my name is revealed this regeneration?"
"Maybe," said David and Matt at the same time, sharing a glance.
"We're from a parallel dimension. We didn't exist here in the past or future, just present. As such, we can change things. And we plan to," commented Matt, and the Doctor's jaw dropped.
"Y-You can't!" he cried.
"Why not?" David smirked as he leaned up against the console, petting the TARDIS fondly and feeling a happy vibration meet his fingers.
"Because... because...Actually..." a thoughtful look crept onto the Doctor's face as he flashed a bright grin and jumped excitedly.
"Exactly!" cheered Matt, giving the two a peace sign. The Doctor returned it and David just banged his head against a nearby wall.
"Alright then, Leadworth, here we come! Geronimo!" cried the Doctor, followed by cries of "Geronimo!" and "Allons-y!"
AN: For those of you who have read my other fics, you know the rules - I need 3 reviews if you want a chapter. It can even be from the same author - I don't care. Heck, flame me if you want - although I would appreciate it if you told me why you hate my story, me, whatever, instead of just listing off a bunch of cuss words. Much obliged.
Also - I'm doing another poll, you can review or PM me with your answer! Here is the question...
Should the Tenth Doctor be included?
A) Yes - and as a main character!
B) Sure, but only as an occasional character - not a main focus.
C) Yeah, as a couple appearances here and there.
D) Nope!
E) ...There's more than one Doctor? ...Oh... (AN: XD)
Hope you all enjoyed, and please leave a review with your thoughts on the characters and poll! Ciao for now, DragonSiren7