This is the first Fan Fiction I'm publishing on this site. I will be putting more up soon. I don't own doctor who either, just my OC. Hope you enjoy! Any comments/questions/reviews are welcome! Thanks!
Prologue: The Girl
The Doctor smiled, it was Wednesday. Time to get Clara. As the TARDIS landed an excited Doctor ran to the door, pulled it open and yelled "Hello Clara!"
He stopped. This was not Clara's backyard. It was a moon of some kind, grey and dusty. It wasn't earth's moon. A look at the sky informed the Doctor that he was not on a moon but an asteroid. He looked around and saw a strange shape in the thick grey fog that filled the air. He took a few nervous steps toward the outline to see some kind of machine. As he walked a bit further, it came into view. It was a clear glass cylinder with a computer attached.
The glass was steamed up. So, with another nervous look, The Doctor wiped away the steam. His action revealed a beautiful young woman that was suspended in a strange liquid. It wasn't water he quickly realized, but Kiltaron slime, a highly nutritious water-like substance that, with the addition of an electric charge, could hold a person in a state of suspended animation. Of course, it was crude, she wouldn't age or weaken in any way but she would be conscious, conscious for as long as she was in the slime. The girl inside was beautiful. Her skin was pale and her hair was so blonde it was almost white. The tips of her hair were a soft pinkish color. Her lips matched the color of the tips of her hair and her eyes were closed softly. She wore a white dress which flowed with the slime.
The Doctor stepped up to the computer and began looking over the information on it. It did not identify the woman in the strange pod but did inform him that she was pregnant, (twins, approx. 19 weeks along) and that the strange stasis pod was actually a prison. It was meant to prevent her ever giving birth to her twins and to torture her by keeping her fully conscious but unable to move, even to open her eyes. He was unsure why anyone would want to prevent the birth of anyone's children no matter how evil the parents were, the child was innocent and to keep someone conscious but unmoving for any extended period of time was simply in excusable.
With an angry motion he pulled his sonic screwdriver and unlocked it the prison and woke its only ward.
Her eyes shot open. They were an icy blue at the edge of her irises and flowing into a deep, dark purple before reaching her inky black pupils. Her feet touched the ground for the first time in centuries.
She smiled. Her Doctor had come.