"The universe is big. It's vast and complicated and ridiculous. And sometimes, very rarely, impossible things just happen, and we call them miracles." – The 11th Doctor
Ron Stoppable
Deep in-between the swirling boundaries of space and time, a 1960's era blue British Police call box spun through the stars before disappearing into a black hole.
Kim Possible
The call box bounced around the black hole, being knocked around by bolts of energy as it traveled through space and time.
Andrew Lipsky
It rocketed forward under its own power, the stars spiraling around it.
Shego
It appeared outside the orbit of Mars before spinning rapidly and shooting toward Earth, stars and asteroids flying past it as it soared.
Dr. C. Ann Possible
The box stilled over Earth as it found its destination — Middleton, Colorado, USA — before falling down through orbit.
DOCTOR WHO
The Rebirth of the Doctor
Written by Classic Cowboy
Chapter 2: Hello, I'm the Doctor
Gallifrey
"Doctor! Doctor!" Clara Oswald called as she ran through the devastated streets of the capitol city. "Doctor, where are you?" She called, glancing around.
"Clara!" The young woman glanced to see a brunette running toward her.
"Susan?" Clara asked as she made it to her. "Where are Jim and David?"
"HIT THE FLOOR, LADIES!" another voice called, and Clara tackled Susan to the hard ground as machine gun fire flew over them, ripping apart the Dalek that was approaching them from behind. The two women looked up to see a young blond holding a mini-gun. "Nice tackle, Oswald," Jenny, the Doctor's clone daughter grinned at the two.
"David and J.T. are back with the soldiers securing the west entrance," Jenny said as she walked toward them, holding the mini-gun over her shoulder.
"Have you seen the Doctor?" Clara asked in concern.
"Last I saw dad, he was making his way to the Council Tower," Jenny thumbed toward the towering central structure.
"That's where the most Daleks are held up!" Clara exclaimed.
"You think that was going to stop him?" Jenny quirked an eyebrow.
"You let him go alone!?" Susan gasped.
"You think I could have stopped him?" Jenny asked again.
"Jenny, go get Jim, David, and anyone who can help." Clara shook her head, "Let's go, Susan."
"Sounds like we're going to have a party," Jenny smiled; "save some tea for me!" she said as the two women ran toward the central fortress.
-DW-
The Doctor sighed as he made it to the central chamber where the Council of Time Lords once met. Several Daleks turned to face him but made no move. "What is this," the curly, grey-haired Time Lord asked, brushing some blood from his lip on his the sleeve of his torn suit jacket. "No screaming of exterminate? You're making feel as though I'm not important to you anymore…"
He narrowed his eyes as he heard someone clapping their hands from the shadows. "Unless you've drastically innovated your design, I've never seen a Dalek with hands…" the Doctor noted as he reached for his sonic screwdriver.
"Please, old friend, put your toy away," an amused voice spoke as a man walked from the shadows. "You really didn't expect all this and to not run into me, did you?"
"This is a new low for you… allying yourself with the Daleks?" The Doctor asked as the Master crossed his arms.
"Ally with? Please, the Daleks that were trapped in the hell YOU created needed a strong, new leader with a similar vision," the Master snorted. "I'm just the man for such a job."
"You know as soon as they're done with you, they're going to kill you, right?" the Doctor asked.
"I know they will try, but the advantage is they know I plan to do the same to them as soon as their use to me is done," the Master grinned, "a most useful stalemate."
"You're a fool," the Doctor shook his head.
"I'm a fool?" the Master laughed, "Says the man who gave up a whole new set of regenerations to bring back an obsolete world… no, you're the fool, Doctor, a stubborn, nostalgic old fool…"
"Regardless of who's more foolish, what's the end game? I doubt your grand plan was to have a fun little camp out with the Daleks…" the Doctor glanced around the room, his eyes settling on a large machine.
"Simple, really: escape and conquer," the Master replied, smirking at his old enemy. "Starting with that mud ball you love so much. The Earthlings will make nice target practice for the Daleks to reacquaint themselves with battle."
"You're surrounded by an army of Time Lords; how do you expect to escape? How do you plan to get past them? How do you plan to get past me?" the Doctor narrowed his eyes as he studied the machine, "You're… you're not going to get past us… you're taking us with you…" His eyes widened as he realized what the machine was doing. It was the core of a time vortex, wired to the entire fortress, "You're creating a TARDIS…"
"Got it in one!" the Master laughed, "And as you so like to often say… Next stop: everywhere."
"Over my dead body," the Doctor gripped his screwdriver.
"Again with your toy… go ahead," the Master held out his arms playfully. "What are you going to do, unfasten my belt buckle and make me trip over my trousers? Well, go ahead then, make my day."
The Doctor quickly turned toward the charging vortex, and with a buzzing sound, the device began to tremble as parts began to loosen. "NO, YOU FOOL!" The Master rushed toward the Doctor. "YOU'LL KILL US ALL! IT'S SUICIDE!"
"No," the Doctor said, glancing at the Master before increasing the power on his screwdriver, "It's called sacrifice." The Master and the Daleks screamed as the device exploded violently, sending out a fiery shockwave that destroyed the fortress.
"DOCTOR!" Clara screamed as she and Susan were knocked off their feet from the shockwave from the fortress. "DOCTOR!" Clara scurried to her feet and ran with all she had into the destruction.
"GRANDFATHER!" Susan cried as Jim and David helped her up.
"What's happened? Where's the Doc?" Jim asked, glancing toward the way she was staring and saw Clara rushing. "Oh no…" He breathed as Jenny and another Asian-looking Time Lord named Toshimiru joined them.
The group followed Clara into the burning ruins of the capitol fortress. "Doctor? Doctor! Where are you?" Clara called, whipping her hair around as she glanced around rapidly. "DOCTOR!" She screamed when she saw him lying against a damaged wall, his suit torn and bloody. She ran to his side, "Doctor? Doctor, are you ok?"
"Clara…" He wheezed, "My… Impossible Girl…"
"You haven't called me that in a long time…" Clara replied, taking his hand in hers.
"It seems my journey has come to an end…" The Doctor glanced up at his companion.
"Don't talk like that," Clara whispered, tears forming in her eyes, "You can't leave me… don't leave me, Doctor… don't leave me alone…"
"My dearest Clara, I'm not leaving you alone…" The Doctor reached for Jim's hand, took it, and brought it down over Clara's. "I've… only one real regret… That I never spent more time with family and loved ones…"
"Oh, grandfather…" Susan cried, dropping to the Doctor's other side.
"I'm proud of the woman you've become, Susan… Take care of her, David… and you four… keep a watch over Jenny as well…"
Clara glanced up at Jenny and Toshimiru. "There has to be a way to save him… It… it can't end this way…"
"Perhaps…" the man's eyes never left the weakening Doctor, "There is another way…"
"Tell us," Susan said fiercely.
"No time, we must hurry to his TARDIS…"
-DW-
Kim groaned as she slowly came to and realized she was fully restrained. "Welcome back to the land of the living, Princess," Shego said from her left. She glanced to see Shego and Drakken in the same heavy restraints she was in.
"What happened?" Kim asked, glancing around.
"Alien abduction," Shego shrugged as much as she could. "We're letting you get probed first."
"SHEGO!" Drakken squeaked. "There will be no probing today…"
"Please, she's graduating; she was probably planning on getting probed tonight by the goofball," Shego rolled her eyes but blinked when Kim blushed crimson and ducked her head, "You actually WERE thinking about it… naughty-naughty, Kimmie! I'm impressed."
Large, metal doors opened, and in walked a tall, muscular alien and a familiar female one. "Warmonga!" Drakken beamed, "How's it hanging, home girl?"
Warmonga snorted as she went for a control panel and then turned toward the male. "The invasion is proving successful, Warhok," she reported. "We have walkers and warships at all major human nations. We will be in control within the hour at this rate."
"You think you've won?" Kim spat at the pair, "We'll reorganize, Global Justice, every army, we'll fight you. Down to the last man and woman. You should know we're fighters."
"Spirited female as you said, Warmonga," Warhok growled. "That's what is going to be fun. Breaking you all, and the longer it takes, the more enjoyment we will have. It's not if you will be defeated, it's when."
A large, beeping sound came from Warmonga's console, drawing her attention. Confusion filled her features as she began to press buttons. "What's wrong?" Warhok asked.
"The walkers and warships, Warhok…" Warmonga shook her head. "They're… going offline… rapidly…"
"What? Bring it onscreen…" Warhok ordered, and a map of the Earth appeared on the screen for all present to see. It was covered in red dots that were quickly disappearing.
"What's happening? They don't have the technology to challenge us…" Warhok shook his head in confusion.
"There's an aircraft incoming…" Warmonga said as she went back to her panel.
"Has it been identified?" Warhok asked.
"One moment, it's…" Warmonga gasped, and her eyes widened in terror.
"Speak, woman! What is it?" Warhok ordered.
"It's… it's the TARDIS…" Warmonga said, and Warhok took an involuntary step back as panic filled his face.
"The Doctor…" Warhok breathed in horror.
"The Doctor?" Kim asked.
"Doctor Who?" Drakken asked as well.
Shego smiled at the aliens. "So, he's still alive… amazing, isn't it, guys? Everything Earth has to throw at you, not a problem," the villainess relaxed against her restraints. "But one Doctor shows up… and now you're scared."
"FIRE EVERYTHING!" Warhok yelled, as the small, blue, flying police box came on the viewscreen, "BRING THE TARDIS DOWN!"
A large barrage of missiles fired from the Lorwardian mothership, following the spinning box through the air. After a short, evasive flight, an explosion filled the sky.
"Did… did we get him?" Warmonga asked, looking for any signs of the box. Both aliens' eyes widened as a loud sound began to echo in the control room. The wheezing, groaning VHROMP-VHROMP-VHROMP-VHROMP roared as the outline of a box began to form before the group.
"What?" Kim blinked as the blue British police box appeared before them, the light on top flashing as the sound slowly subsided. Slowly, the door opened and, much to the captives' surprise, Ron Stoppable stepped out. He was dressed in dark dress pants, mission boots, a buttoned up dress shirt and a red tie, with a long brown coat open and pushed slightly behind him.
"Ron… are you taller?" Kim tilted her head in confusion.
"Hi, KP," he said, smiling. "Sorry I'm late, had a little bit of an identity crisis and then I had to decide what to wear. Didn't really want to make a repeat performance, but I did so like this coat back in the day."
"As for you two," he said to the Lorwardians as he pulled out his sonic screwdriver and twirled it around his fingers, "you really do need to look into updating your security protocols on your battleships and robots and just in general. If I wasn't so pressed for time, I'd probably not even need this to shut them down."
"I have to say, you Lorwardians have really come a long way in tech since the last time we ran into each other," he said, walking around the command center, the Lorwardians watching him like a hawk. "And you did have a good plan, but you made one single mistake…" he then turned an angry glare at them that caused Warmonga to take a step behind Warhok, "you kidnapped my KP."
The two turned and tried to run, but Ron turned his sonic on a control panel, and a buzz later, the same type of restraints that held Kim, Drakken, and Shego shot from the ceiling and grabbed the Lorwardians by the arms and legs.
"PLEASE DON'T HURT US!" Warmonga begged, but he ignored them and turned to Kim.
"Hang on, KP; I got you," he said, running his sonic over her restraints.
"What? Ron, I don't understand… what's going on?" Kim asked, completely confused.
"Trust me, KP," Ron smiled, moving in to kiss her chastely, "I'm the Doctor."
Once her restraints were unlocked, he helped her down and then turned to Drakken and Shego. "You two promise to be good?" the pair stared at him, "Or as close to it as you can be?" They nodded, "Good enough…" he said, turning his screwdriver to their restraints.
"Now what?" Drakken asked as Ron went to Warmonga's console and looked it over while rubbing his chin.
"Now, how to do this… aw, heck…" He said as he pulled the screwdriver back out and ran its light over the panel.
"Ok, testing, one, two, three, is this thing on? Hello?" Ron said, hearing the echo to show it was transmitting, "Ahem, to the Lorwardian Home World and all those who are monitoring this frequency… GUESS. WHO'S. BACK!" He exclaimed. "And I am proud to announce this invasion is OVER! The Earth and all those who call this tiny planet home are back under my protection. And I do apologize for the long absence, but I am back and I have no plans of disappearing again. So if you want to make another attempt at taking this world, I want you to do one thing first... I want you to look back at all those who tried before you. Then, take a very special note on what happened to each and every one of them. Remember what became of them when they came face-to-face with me. Then, and ONLY THEN, if you still feel like you have what it takes, then come on and make your move. But just remember… I'll be waiting. Sincerely Yours, the Doctor."
He then took his screwdriver and ran it over the console, a moment later the lighting turned red and an alarm started to sound.
"What did you do?" Kim asked, glancing around and jumping when Ron lightly took her hand.
He then whispered softly into her ear, "Run."
"Get in the TARDIS," Ron ordered, leading Kim, Drakken, and Shego to the police box.
"You're just going to leave us to die?" Warhok asked.
He paused a moment. "If you ever come near Kim again…" Ron growled, swiping his screwdriver allowing the two to fall to the floor. "This is the last piece of mercy you'll get from me…" the two nodded and ran in the opposite direction.
He turned back to Kim and the two villains and flashed a bright smile, "Shall we leave before the self-destruct blows us into very tiny pieces?"
He walked past them to the door of the small, blue call box and began fiddling in his pocket for the key. "Um… Ron… I get the idea this thing can fly or teleport or both, but… how can the four of us fit in this tiny thing?"
"Five of us, actually," Ron said, slapping the pockets of his jacket, "Where did I put that…"
"Five?" Kim blinked.
"Your mum is inside." Ron whooped when he pulled a key out of his breast pocket. "BOOYAH! I knew I had you somewhere!"
He placed the key in the lock and turned it. "After you," He said as he threw open the door and gave Kim a gentle shove inside. Kim gawked when she suddenly found herself in a massive, circular control chamber with an octagon-shaped control panel around a tall, glowing cylinder. She turned quickly and looked out the door to see it leading back out into the Lorwardian ship as Ron helped Drakken and Shego inside.
"It's…" Kim stammered as she glanced around the massive structure, "it's… bigger on the inside…"
"Somehow, I knew that was coming," Ron said, walking toward the control chamber as her mom came into view.
"Felt the same way the first time I saw it, too, dear," she said with a knowing smile.
"What… what is this? Drakken asked, looking around not unlike a child in a candy store.
"Time and Relative Dimension in Space," Ron said as he approached the control panel, "or TARDIS for short. She can take us anywhere and anytime."
"A time machine that breaks every law of quantum physics?" Drakken asked with wide eyes and a childish grin.
"It doesn't break any laws," Ron said, turning a switch and causing the room to jerk. "It might bend a couple…" Clara quirked an eyebrow at him. "Ok, so there's a lot of wibbly-wobbly going on in the timey-wimey, but it all comes out in the wash."
"And what's with your voice… you don't sound the same, Buffoon…" Drakken studied him. "You look a little different, as well."
"Fifteen hundred years with an English accent verses eighteen with Southern Colorado dialect," he shrugged. "You think what's coming out of my mouth is bad; you should hear what the voice is like in my head…"
"Ron… what's…" Kim ran a hand through her hair, trying to get a handle on her confused thoughts.
"What's going on?" Ron asked, glancing at her. He then quickly turned to give a firm look to Mrs. Dr. Possible. "That's a good question, Mrs. Doctor Clara," he said, crossing his arms, causing the smile to fall from Kim's mother's face. "I think its story time…"
-DW-
On the far side of the galaxy, a long dormant ship began to spark to life. Cyber-organic beings began to come out of their hibernation as their computers booted from the message that they received.
"IDENTITY CONFIRMED," one of the beings yelled as its single lit eye on a long, thin shaft moved up and down as it studied the communication console. "PRIORITY ONE, DOCTOR CONFIRMED ALIVE."
"DOCTOR CONFIRMED ALIVE. TRANSMISSION FROM SOL SYSTEM, PLANET THREE, DESIGNATION EARTH. ACTIVATE ENGINES AND SET COURSE FOR SOL." Another's digital voice called out.
"I WILL OBEY!"
"CONFIRM REGENERATION. CURRENT FACIAL IDENTIFICATION OF DOCTOR UNKNOWN. IT WILL BE DIFFICULT TO DETERMINE HIM FROM OTHER HUMANS."
"THEN WE MUST EXTERMINATE THEM ALL!"
"EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!"
To Be Continued…
