AN: Edited 11/13/2014 for Grammar and Word Flow

Chapter 1: I Punched Who?!

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"I saw a girl hide in there." Someone random woman dressed like Superwoman mumbled with a stunned voice. "Sh-she was moving to get out of the crowd and she just hid in there. D-Do you think she was still in it when..." The woman trailed off, unable to voice her worry. The terrible feeling I had just seemed to grow as storm began to slowly disappear, leaving a clear blue sky and a bright blinding sun shining through the hole in the roof.
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The Doctor was more than a bit confused at the sight of the blue wooden Police Public Call Box currently sitting in the console room of the TARDIS. It had just appeared out of nowhere. One moment he was following a signal his TARDIS picked up, the Nestene Consciousness causing trouble again. He'd thought he'd take a peek and began looking further into it. He had looked up from his work to see this Police Box just sitting there. He'd already ran a scan on it, hoping, praying that it was another TARDIS and slightly scared that it was his own TARDIS. But he quickly found out it was nothing more than a wooden blue box. It wasn't even a real Police Box, just a replica! When he had inspected the box closer he found that it was fairly new and well made, though it held nothing to his TARDIS. Is this what it's like when people see my TARDIS appear out of nowhere?

The Doctor was quickly pulled from his musings as the door to the box creaked open and a soft mumbling could be heard. Quietly the Doctor tip-toed to the door to sneak a peek inside. That peek only made the box more of a mystery. Curled up inside of the box was a young girl with her foot sticking out. Apparently she had lightly kicked the door open in her sleep. She looked about 14 or 15 years old and she was dressed in a rather odd costume.

Opening the door the rest of the way the Doctor knelt down beside the girl, inspecting her further. Upon a closer look he saw her body development was closer to 16 or 17, though her face still suggested younger. The slightly faded freckles he could see dusting her pale cheeks and nose only supported his original assumption. The girl had short dark brown hair that was choppy and only about inch long, though she'd left her bangs long enough to fall into her eyes and drape across her face as she slept. She twitched every so often, a distressed look corrupting her face. The Doctor was considering waking her up when the girl's eyes suddenly shot open and she jumped up from the floor of the box, ramming her head against the Doctors in the process. With a yelp of pain the girl instinctively brought her fist up in defense, hitting the Doctor in the jaw with a solid punch. The Doctor fell back from the hit, landing on his bum with a thud as he looked at the girl in shock.

"OUCH! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" He yelled. His voice rumbling in a terrifying mixture of anger and pain as he rubbed his slightly red jaw. The girl was rubbing her head where it hit the Doctor's when he yelled, causing her to freeze in shock. Very slowly she began turn her head to look at the Doctor with owlish eyes. She just continued to stare in shock at just who was sitting in front of her, completely forgetting the pain in her head or the fact that he had just yelled at her. The Doctor stared back in a mix annoyance and a growing sense of amusement. After a long stretch of silence the Doctor began to grow impatient. With an aggravated sigh he rolled his eyes and crossed his arms as he asked the girl his question again.

"Well, why'd you hit me? Are you planning on answering my question or are you just gonna sit there staring at me like I'm a ghost?" The Doctor demanded. His previous anger and pain no longer painting his question in a terrifying color. The girl snapped her mouth shut, blinking her eyes a bit before she looked from the Doctors bruising jaw to her sore and slightly purple knuckles. Flexing her hand a bit the girl winced at the pain it caused her hands, taking a deep breath she considered what to say for a moment before finally answering his question.

"Um, I- I suppose it was a reflex. You know, after having a nightmare and then hitting your head against a stranger because he was watching you sleep. I just kind of automatically punched him to protect myself." The girl replied, keeping her eyes on her hand trying to ignore the feeling of the Doctors eyes on her as he listened to her answer.

"First off, I wasn't 'watching you sleep.' I was trying to figure out who you were since you appeared in my TARDIS out of nowhere. And second, who 'automatically' punches someone! Oh wait, I know why, it's because you're American. American's are always so violent." The Doctor rambled on rolling his eyes at the absurdity of it all. Not only had a girl appeared out of nowhere in his TARDIS, but she butt heads with him and HIT him as well.

As he rambled on the girl slowly stood up and walked out of the blue box she appeared in and began to look around the TARDIS. Lightly running her fingers against the pillars and the control panel as she slowly walked along it, tuning out the Doctor as she focused on the wonderful machinery around her. The Doctor stopped rambling as he watched her, noticing the look on her face was not one of curiosity and fear like he was used to seeing. Rather it was a face of fascination and recognition with a bit of disbelief. That seemed to cool his anger, leaving curiosity in its place.

"So, who are you then? What's that box? And how'd you get on my TARDIS?" The Doctor asked, his tone slightly softer than it was before. The girl jumped a bit, having forgotten him as she studied the console of the TARDIS. Quickly she turned around to face The Doctor, looking him straight in the eyes she spoke. Her tone held more confidence than before now that her initial shock had finally settled.

"I'm Kira. That blue box is… well to be honest it's not mine. I was just hiding in it. And I really don't know how I got onto your TARDIS. It should be impossible, but seeing as I'm here now it's clearly possible. I'm assuming the storm I was in earlier has something to do with my being here though." Kira spoke in a very professional tone, something she was used to with how often she had to present and talk with people due to her school's PBL system. For once she was thankful for all the annoying presentations she's been forced to give.

The Doctor's expression morphed from gentle to serious at the mention of a storm. He rushed towards her with hurried and impatient steps. "Storm? What storm? Where were you as this 'storm' hit?" The Doctor's voice held a tone of urgency, demanding answers. He moved closer and closer until he was toe to toe with her, his 6' tall figure looming over her small 5' 4" frame. His blue eyes boring intently into her dark brown as he assessed her words. With a gulp Kira took a step back, keeping eye contact as she spoke.

"Some sort of thunderstorm. I was inside during it so I only ever heard it. I was at a comic convention, hence my outfit. The storm took out the lights which caused everyone to panic. To avoid the swarm of running and screaming geeks in costume I went to hide. My hiding spot just so happened to be that box, which I'm embarrassed to admit, I fell asleep in." Kira answered the Doctor with a slight tremble in her voice. All her previous confidence gone at the Doctor's heated stare.

The Doctor looked at her, trying to find any hint that she could be lying to him. Their staring contest was cut short when the TARDIS monitor bleeped, pulling their attention towards it. With quick wide strides the Doctor walked back to the monitor, taking only seconds to read it before moving to set the coordinates into the TARDIS's navigation system. The Doctor wasted no time as he set the TARDIS for Earth, London – 2005 near some store called 'Henrik's'. Kira looked on in interest watching what buttons the Doctor pushed, trying to see if she'd recognize any of them (she didn't, but she still wanted to try) and trying to memorize them for later. Who knew, it might come in handy.

"Where are we going then?" She asked. If this universe followed the television series then she knew it had to be before the show re-aired in 2005 since Rose wasn't on board, and she didn't know much about the Doctor's adventures before Rose and after the movie with the 8th Doctor. The Doctor paused his work for only a second to glance at Kira, thinking something over before he answered her question.

"I'm going to check out this signal I'm getting from some store called Henrik's. You're going to stay in the TARDIS until I find out what I'm going to do with you. You might want to change your outfit well you're waiting. I'm sure that corset isn't very comfortable, especially considering you slept in it." The Doctor's tone held no room for argument, and quite frankly, Kira didn't want to argue. Her corset was becoming a bit suffocating, and if she was truthful with herself it would be a bit embarrassing to be running around London in it. Besides, if this universe did follow the Television Series then this was when the Doctor first met Rose, and there was nothing much for her to do other than run around a store before it exploded. Nodding her head in agreement with the Doctor's decision Kira wandered off, trying to remember where the closet was.

I think it was just down the hall, fourth left then… past the bin under the stairs? Kira was giving herself a headache trying to remember the directions the Doctor gave Rose in the show. She stopped and looked around, becoming slightly panicked at the thought of being lost in the endless halls of the TARDIS when an idea came to mind. Looking up at the ceiling Kira took a deep breath before she put her new plan into action.

Um, TARDIS? Or I suppose you prefer 'Sexy' if the show's anything to go by. But, uh, I was hoping you could show me to the closet? If you don't mind that is. Kira held her breath as she waited. Every second felt like an hour as she stared up at the ceiling with a desperate and an increasingly embarrassed look on her face. After about a minute passed Kira was ready to give up when an image appeared before her eyes accompanied by a soft motherly voice.

Just follow the path I will give you… have given you, sorry, tenses are so confusing. Oh! And I think the sweater is nice… was nice… will be nice… oh, forget it; you understand what I am trying to tell you don't you Kira?

Kira giggled as she listened to the TARDIS as it rambled in her head, voicing her thanks she quickly followed the path the TARDIS had given her to the closet, aching to get out of the corset.

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The closet was big. Bigger than it looked on the Television. Not only was it multiple levels, but it also had different sectors separated into different rooms. First the rooms were separated into some of the different galaxies, planets or areas. Then it had different rooms for Adults, Teens, and Children. Then it was further sectioned off into rooms for men, women, both, none, undecided, and unknown. THEN it was separated into different sizes. And FINALLY each floor represented a different time period.

Kira walked through the racks of clothes, running her hand along the different fabrics trying to find something she liked. After going through several outfits she was about to give up until she caught something out of the corner of her eye. Quickly dropping the pair of overalls she was looking at she rushed towards it. Kira squealed as she pulled her favorite thing off the shelf yet. Held in front of her was an off the shoulder purple sweater that ended an inch over her belly button. The sweater started out a dark violate at the top, and lightened into lavender and then closer to white at the bottom. The sleeves were big, baggy and would slightly cover her hands.

Looking around some more she found the final pieces to complete her outfit. Her new outfit consisted of the purple sweater held up by some small leather straps that clipped on to it like suspenders over a blue tank top. A pair of denim dark blue shorts that had several large roses printed on it in a lighter blue color, a pair of knee-high socks that held different patterns and looked stitched together like a quilt, and a pair of dark brown leather boots that tied up and had a wide inch tall heel. To finish it off she had a utility belt with a few pockets and straps on it with a small side bag that also strapped onto her thigh at the bottom.

The bag was bigger on the inside (courtesy of the TARDIS) and the other pockets and straps were the perfect size for her phone and a few other things she transferred over from her purse (A small box cutter, a flashlight, a first aid kit, her toy animals and crayons, etc.). Looking herself over in the mirror Kira squealed once more in approval and excitement, about ready to leave when she noticed something odd. Reflected in the mirror on the inside of her wrist were two small concentric circles with two dots between them. It was a bit faded and it had a slight gold tint to it.

This symbol is familiar. Why is it familiar? Where have I seen this before? Kira wondered, more curious than anything. She knew she should have freaked out at the sudden appearances of an odd symbol, but everything felt like a dream at the moment and she couldn't bring herself to care. Besides, it looked kind of cool. The TARDIS quickly jarred Kira from her inspection of her wrist with a mental message.

The Doctor had just blown up that store. I suggest you return to my console room before he returned… returns… *sigh* tenses are just so annoying and pointless.

Kira looked up at the ceiling and smiled as the path to the console room appeared in her head. With quick sure strides Kira quickly found her way to the console room, walking in just as the TARDIS door opened to reveal the Doctor panting slightly singed from blowing up Hendrik's.

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Kira watched in amusement as the Doctor adjusted his sonic screwdriver while trying to find the signal that would lead him to an Auton, or better yet, the Nestene Consciousness itself. "So, how'd your investigation of Hendrik's go Doctor?" Kira asked in greeting.

The Doctor looked up in surprise, having momentarily forgotten Kira's existence after his little explosion. He noticed her outfit and nodded in approval with a small smirk on his face. It was modest, but still showed her curves as if to contradict her slightly childish face while still holding an air of innocence. Just like Kira. She gave of a young and innocent feel, but if that punch she gave him was anything to go by she was anything but a child.

"Oh, it went well. Went to the store, hid for a while as I 'investigated', found a girl about to get killed by some Autons disguised as mannequins, saved her life, blew up the store and all the Autons with it. You know, nothing much. It was kind of relaxing with how little danger there was compared to normal. Now I need to find a live Auton so I can track its signal back to its master, the Nestene Consciousness. I see you've changed, nice outfit." Kira couldn't help but laugh at the Doctor's way of describing it as one would the weather. The Doctor seemed surprised at that. He half expected her to look at him like he was a loon and demand a proper explanation or just ignore it and pretend that she didn't care. He hardly expected her to laugh and look at him like she understood his ramble.

"Thanks, the TARDIS helped out a bit. So, can I go with you on your search?" She really wanted to go, though she knew what should happen if this universe was anything like the television series she was eager to experience it herself. The Doctor looked at her, as if assessing her usefulness in this adventure. A wide smile stretched across his face and he nodded his consent as his sonic beeped, finding an Auton signature. The Doctor walked out of the TARDIS, Kira following close behind as they quickly followed the beeping sonic towards the Powell Estate and an unsuspecting Rose Tyler.