The small brunette ran through the emptying halls, bursting out of the front door to get to her lonely motorcycle. As she hopped onto it, she strapped on her black helmet, courtesy of the Doctor, and revved the engine. She felt the hum of the motorcycle racing through her veins, pumping her heart to a blinding but familiar rhythm. Clara grinned knowing today was going to be amazing. It was going to be spent with the Doctor after all.
Clara sped down the road at incomprehensible rate, the wind blew through her chocolate hair and plastered her wide grin onto her face. She felt as if she was on a high that she would never come down from; she was on top of the whole entire universe. Clara quickly arrived at the spot where the Doctor promised to pick her up, but arriving seven minutes early Clara decided to idle on down the street where her favorite little coffee shop sat on the corner.
Though today she wasn't in the mood for her normal sweetened coffee. She needed something new and refreshing. Something that would spike her senses, though she knew she would be getting an even bigger adrenaline rush the moment she stepped through those blue doors.
So instead she went with a strong strawberry and banana smoothie, something sweet and delicious. As soon as the cup was placed in her pale hand, she got right back on her sizable motorcycle and lazily rode back to her meeting spot.
She sipped her smoothie quickly as she waited for the doctor. Her free hand was taping the top of the motorcycle anxiously as her mind ran wild. She wondered where the doctor would take her off to this time. Rome? Paris? 1940s New York? Greece in the early ages?
But as soon as she heard that familiar screech of the brakes, Clara was up and ready for her next adventure, her thoughts lost in the wind. Though it hadn't clicked at the moment that there was more than just a screeching, there was also a crash, a loud bang and whizzing that could be heard from miles away. The T.A.R.D.I.S came to an abrupt and startling stop a few feet in front of Clara. She cautiously walked toward her new adventure, knowing the moment she stepped in it would be the moment where she would lose track of time and be hurdled into the unknown. Naturally she welcomed the thought and stepped in. And as she predicted, everything stopped for a second and any train of thought she had had coming on, was permanently lost.
BANG. Clara jumped, reality coming back in a flash as the doctor whirled around the corner to grab her wrist, flinging her across the way.
"Doctor!" Clara cried out as she tried to find something to grip.
"Clara! Clara Clara Clara!" The doctor rambled on as he hit some buttons and pushed some levers.
"What on Earth is going on?" Clara stumbled across the T.A.R.D.I.S as they tumbled through the universe.
"We're not on Earth anymore!"
"Doctor!" Clara yelled, nearly out of annoyance.
"We need to go!" He shouted back, trying to find their destination.
"Why?" Clara was starting to get frustrated with the Doctor.
"Something is wrong!" The Doctor yelled as the T.A.R.D.I.S jerked harshly to the right, almost throwing Clara off the platform.
"What is wrong?!" Clara struggled to bring herself to an upright position, though a grin spread across her face, panting from the craziness of it all.
"Clara!" The Doctor shouted as the T.A.R.D.I.S crashed landed in 2147.
"We're not in Kansas anymore, are we." Clara stated as she brushed herself off and stood straight up.
"Not even close! Let's go!" The Doctor grabbed her hand and dragged the short girl out of his unbelievable machine. And the first word that popped into Clara head when she walked out of the T.A.R.D.I.S was chaos.
People were running around frantically as explosions were coming from left and right. The Doctor started to walk, pulling Clara along behind him as he weaved through the frantic crowd of people.
"This isn't supposed to be happening! This is when the humans realize how to work together! This was supposed to be the year Clara!"
"The year for what?" Clara shouted.
The Doctor suddenly stopped, not far from his T.A.R.D.I.S, a baffled look overcoming his face as he turned to look at everyone all at once. Clara watched the man as he scrutinized the houses and the people.
"Clara. What is wrong with this picture?" Clara tore her gaze from the Doctor's face and examined the people closely. Her eyes widened as she realized what exactly was wrong.
"The people. They're all different. And the houses! They- they- they're-"
"They're from different eras. Someone has been pulling houses from their natural environment and putting them here."
"Why?!" Clara shouted.
"Because somebody is trying to create chaos." The Doctor's face became dark while he scanned the crowd for any real threats. All he saw was burning and destruction, but he could not come to the conclusion of who was creating such devastation. He watched as a mother picked up her child, only to fall into a pit of intense flames.
The Doctor shut his eyes, closing off any pain that came to his mind. He needed to stay focus, not only for Clara's well being, but for this whole world's.
His mind raced with millions of calculations, trying to figure out how this could have started. He slowly walked around as he observed the current situation. Thousands upon thousands of people we're trampling each other to get away from an unknown cause. He also took to notice that people stayed as far away from the houses as humanly possible, as if they were a poison not to be messed with.
"Doctor!" Clara yelled across the vast amount of people. She held up his T.A.R.D.I.S's phone and waved it freely over her head.
He cautiously walked over to his phone and took it from the young girl's hand.
"This is the Doctor speaking." The Doctor didn't take his eyes away from Clara's as he listened to the other person speak rapidly into the other end of the line. Clara could only guess at what the person was saying.
The Doctor perked right up and said, "I'll be there right away."
He threw the phone back down and looked back up at Clara, "Let's go. We have an adventure to get to." Clara's smile grew, along with the Doctor's, as they hopped back into the T.A.R.D.I.S.
The Doctor ran to his console as he set the date/time coordinates and pressed many buttons. Clara hung on tight as she shouted,
"Doctor! Where are we going now?"
"Where are we going?" The Doctor inquired as pulled quite a large lever. He stopped to look at his much younger companion as he said, "1894, of course."
