The Tenth Doctor cried out as the TARDIS twirled through blue/red vortex. "What the hell is going on?!" he yelled at his TARDIS. As a response the TARDIS lurched downward, causing him to hit his head on the control panel. "OW!" he yelled in agony. He brought himself back to his feet, only to have his knees buckle again.
Ten began to slide away from the console but quickly grabbed a coil of cords, holding himself in place. With each lurch the TARDIS grew more hostile. Bringing himself to his feet, he ran around the panel flipping switches and pressing buttons. There was nothing he can do to stop this. The TARDIS was in control. No, it wasn't that. The TARDIS wasn't in control either.
He checked the scanner, looking for anything to explain this. There wasn't a thing in the vortex to cause this disturbance. Wait, what is that? He thought to himself. It wasn't any sort of space material. It wasn't an alien ship. Except it was. Not like a Slitheen or a Rutan.
This was a bright blue box.
"What?" he mumbled to himself. This was out of his understanding. Another police box? He didn't see it possible. He wandered around the console, thinking. So deep in thought that he had forgotten about the blue box heading towards him. They crashed into each other.
Ten flew backwards, landing in his chair. "Ha ha!" he hopped up looked at his scanner, watching the vortex swirl around him with such speed and timey-wimey-ness. "Allons-y!" he said excitedly.
~~Hello everyone, I apologize for the short chapters, but the first several are gonna be short because each Doctor will be being called to their ("Spoilers") so they can meet. Again, I apologize, and they will get longer. Thank you!~~