Chapter 1

17 years later...

The sound of the TARDIS filled the unevenly cobbled street with life, as the blue box materialised in the narrow side road, which was completely empty. The doors then suddenly swung open, revealing The Doctor, clad with his purple bow tie and tweed jacket, arms opened out in excitement, exclaiming "Jamaica!" He then immediately placed his arms to the side of his torso, looking round at where the TARDIS had taken them this time- which was most certainly not Jamaica. "Oh." He then turned back towards the open doors, shouting once again. "Clara, sort of a good-news-bad-news situation going on."

With that, Clara stepped outside, dressed for the warm climate of the Caribbean- white sundress, sun hat, flip flops. Instead she was met with a cool chill, causing her to vigorously rub her skin for warmth. "Doctor," her teeth let out in their jitters, "I don't really see how this is good. We're in the wrong place- again."

"Who cares?! We can explore the area. It'll be fun." He was now almost willing her to see the good side. "Isn't at least one of your 101 places to see a European town?"

"Yeah it is," she replied smugly, "but so is Jamaica."

At that moment, two hulking bodies jumped from either side of the the end of the side road, both armed with some form of spear, pointing them directly at The Doctor and Clara. The man to the right barked out of his helmet "Hands up! Surrender!"

Following their orders immediately, Clara then moved slightly closer to her friend. "Doctor, how sure are you that this is Earth?"

"Thinking about it," he started to reply, "I'd say that there's a 50% chance both ways. Or time's gone wibbly."

With that, the men flicked switches on their spears, causing electricity to build up at its tip. "It's the blue box. The one she told us about..."

"Something's wibbly here boys." The Doctor told himself, before addressing the armed men. "Who's 'she'?"

"Her majesty, of course." the man replied. "Now move! She needs to see this." With that The Doctor rolled his eyes, as if to say 'not again' before trundling along the cobbled road beside his companion.

"Just out of curiosity, do you have any idea what's happening here?" Clara asked, expecting The Doctor to have offended the royalty of the planet.

"Nope. Not a thing." He then smiled gleefully. "Geronimo."

They walked for a long while- 10 minutes at least- before reaching the massive castle on top of the hill of green glass. The suns in the sky made it yellow, but they provided little warmth for the group. The Doctor could now see the men in detail- at first glance they seemed like the fabled knights of England, but a second glance would disprove that. The switches on their swords and spears indicated modern-day technology, as did the torches strapped on their belts. The Doctor was still grinning cheekily, like a little child. "So then, 'knights', what planet is this?"

The guard in front turned his head slightly to reply. "You don't know what planet you're on?"

"It happens a lot with him." Clara stated, slightly annoying the Time Lord.

The guard stared at the duo for a few seconds more before replying. "This is Sian." By now the party had stopped at the gates, waiting for them to open.

During this time, The Doctor bent down slightly to reach his companion's head to whisper. "Sian- one of the founding farming planets in the universe. The freshest food in the universe is produced here. Fantastic beef too." But before he could continue, the gigantic wooden doors began to slowly swing open, releasing a well-deserved creek as it did so. With this, the group began to walk again.

But something was troubling The Doctor. He began to address the knight once again. "Pardon me for asking, but surly this farming planet doesn't need a ruler. It has never had any before. So why does the planet have a Queen?"

"You may ask her majesty when you talk to her." he replied. "That is none of our business. It is not our place."

""What's wrong?" Clara curiously whispered, sensing The Doctor's worry.

"This planet doesn't have a ruler of any sort for another millenium. So who's ruling this planet?"

The throne room spanned the length of an entire house, but the utter silence- except for the footsteps of The Doctor and Clara- made the atmosphere eerie. The enormous red drapes that acted as curtains were parted, allowing the light from the numerous suns in the sky to enter. The room was utterly bare, except for the throne- and the Queen- at the other end. The thorny crown rested on deep black hair that extended to the middle of her back. Her eyes were a light blue, which contrasted the bright red dress she wore, as well as the red lipstick. The Doctor paced his way past the guards towards her, ready for confrontation. "Hello, 'your majesty'." The Doctor mockingly greeted. "I'm The Doctor, this is my friend Clara Oswald. But never mind us, it's you that's interesting- the first royal on this planet ever!" He then stopped right next to the chair, now whispering to her. "Even thought the first ruler appears in 1000 years time."

The Queen, tiring of such talk against her, turned to the guard. "Guard, why did you bring these people to me? Have they committed a crime of sorts?"

"No, your highness, it's..." he was hesitant to tell her what they saw, for they- like the entire planet- know the Queen's story, "it's just that... They came out of a blue box, like in your story, ma'am."

She then immediately returned her gaze at The Doctor and Clara, both with inquisitive faces. She then turned back to the guard. "Leave us." With that, the guard signalled for his comrades to exit the room, before doing so himself.

Before she could even speak, The Doctor began once again. "Come on, just between us three, what are you? Why do you want to rule the planet?" He then continued with a little anger in his voice, for his imagination was running wild with what sinister plot might be in place. "What's you plan? What gives you the right to use them?"

With that, she ferociously swiped her hand, directly hitting The Doctor on his cheek, leaving it as red as her dress. Withholding anger and sadness, she replied back. "How could you, Sir Doctor, take me from my home planet to here, only to return 17 years later and not be courteous enough to apologise?!"

The Doctor, still in shock from the slap, was still trying to process what she had just told him. Seeing this, the Queen calmed down somewhat. "My name- my actual name- is Emily Cane. I'm from Earth. And the only reason I'm here...is because of you."