Sorry this chapter is late, I was at Sol Duc Hot Springs. This chapter will make you cry, I promise. If it doesn't then you are as heartless as Moffat.
You stare at the man in front of you. He brushes down his jacket and looks around. "This isn't Halfatorius," he says after a moment, then he sees you, "Where am I?" He asks.
"Earth," you say. It is impossible, he is only a character on a TV show. "You can't be here," you say after a moment, "It's impossible."
"Anything is possible darling," He says.
"You're not," you reply.
He looks somewhat confused and hurt, then steps back into his blue box and is gone.
Why didn't he stay? You wonder, doesn't he always stay? Doesn't he whisk you you away for adventures. The next morning you do an Internet search for the Fandom Games only to find that they don't exist. You can't figure it out. Was it all just a weird psychotic dream? When Tuesday rolls around again you search through the channels until you see it. The Fandom Games. It did exist. Just before you click you feel someone sit on the couch next to you. Turning you see the man from the week before. You don't bother questioning why he's there. You turn on the show.
"Hello!" the announcer calls, "and welcome to the second episode of The Fandom Games. Now to our hosts."
Benedict and Martin appear on the screen, smiling eerily like before. "Welcome back everybody," Martin says excitedly, "Do you remember where we were last time Benny?"
"I do," Benedict says, "Our competitors were just about to enter the arena."
"Do we know what the arena will be?" Martin asks.
"We do," Benedict replies, "But our audience doesn't. Shall we show them?"
"We shall," Martin tells him.
The screen shows shots of a room designed to look like the TARDIS main console room and hallways branching off. The camera zooms in on the console, instead of buttons and switches, it is inlaid with twelve weapons each with a name underneath it. The camera travels down several hallways showing offhand rooms, closed doors, and an impossible maze. Hallways branching into more hallways, yet always somehow leading back to the main console room.
"How about that?" Martin asks.
"Now why don't we see how our competitors react to this," Benedict cries.
Twelve circular panels slide back and the competitors rise into the room. They all stand shocked for a minute before the announcer calls, "You have now entered the Fandom Games!" River is the first to step forward. Straight in front of her is a gun with her name engraved underneath it. She picks it up. Slowly everybody takes her lead. Jack, Rose, Martha, and Mickey also have guns each with a different design, each Doctor has a sonic screwdriver, Amy gets a cutlas, Donna has what looks like a sonic but turns out to be a laser screwdriver, Rory simply has an eyepatch. After they each examine their devise and Rory puts on his eyepatch, they split into their groups and each Doctor starts sonic-ing things.
The camera pans into Nine and Mickey.
"Where the hell are we Doctor?" Mickey asks.
"We are definitely nowhere I know," the Doctor says.
"Do you think we're in a different universe again?" Mickey asks.
"Another universe?" the Doctor stops sonic-ing and looks shocked, "When did this happen?"
"Sorry," Mickey says, "That's my past, your future. I forgot."
"So all these people are my future?" the Doctor asks observing the crowd.
"Yeah," Mickey says with a nod. He looks at Eleven and his little family, the way he looks at them all, even though he doesn't know the eleventh Doctor, he can see exactly which one is him. "Every single person."
The camera switches to view the largest group.
"Do you think we're in my universe?" Ten's Copy asks.
"No," Ten and Jack say at the same time. They look at each other before Ten says, "I think we are outside of time-space or we are just copies of ourselves. How else would I be hanging around my past self."
Jack leaves the group to speak to Mickey and Nine as the girls crowd around the Doctors to see what they're doing.
The camera moves to the final group.
"What's going on Doctor?" Amy asks.
"Not for the first time, I don't know," the Doctor says with a cheesy grin.
"How can you be smiling?" Rory asks, "They say all but one of us is going to die."
"Seeing as there is no possible way that I can be in the same room as those two men," the Doctor says pointing to Nine and Ten, "I don't think any of this is actually real."
"Why those two?" River asks, she eyes Nine and Ten warily.
"They," the Doctor says taking Rory's eyepatch and sonic-ing it, "are my past regenerations."
River looks back at the Doctors and judges for a moment. "I think you're the best looking at least," she says with a shrug.
The screen flickers to Benedict and Martin. "Well that's all fine and dandy," Martin says.
"I'm just excited for the monsters," Benedict replies.
"And we'll see them," Martin says, "After these messages."
Before the commercial can start the man sitting next to you is pointing his sonic screwdriver at the TV. It buzzes and he checks it. "That makes antisense," he says. He changes the channel then switches it back. "This show doesn't exist."
"Well what is it then?" You ask.
"Where is your family?" He asks back.
You think but you can't remember. You look at the pictures on the walls. You walk by them everyday, they show a family, your family, yet you can't recognize anyone.
"I don't know," you say.
The man turns towards you. His grey eyes flash as his points his sonic screwdriver at you. It tickles a bit, in your head. He checks it then looks back to you utter confusion in his eyes. He's about to say something when you hear the announcer. The Fandom Games, is back on.
"Hello and welcome back," the announcer calls.
The screen switches to Benedict and Martin.
"Before the break you said something about monsters, didn't you Martin?" Benedict asks.
"Of course I did," Martin says, "Would you like to see some?"
"More than anything," Benedict replies.
The screen switches to show Amy and Rory traveling down one of the many hallways.
"Are you sure this is the right one?" Rory asks.
"Yes," Amy says. She is distractedly playing with her cutlas.
"Why the sword?" Rory asks pointing at it.
"I don't know," Amy replies with a shrug, "Why the funny eyepatch?"
Rory laughs and kisses her cheek. They smile at each other before continuing.
"Here it is," Amy says stepping up to a door. She opens it to reveal a kitchen, but there's something off about it. You just can't quite remember what it is.
"Amy," Rory says warily, "What is that?"
"I don't know," she says. She turns to him and shakes her head in confusion. "Wait," she says, "What is what again?"
"That," Rory grabs her shoulders and turns her so that she see it. It's tall and thin with papery white skin that folds grotesquely across its face. It has no eyes and no nose, and only a hole for a mouth. It raises one hand with long slender fingers and points to them.
"Silence will fall," the voice doesn't seem to come from the speakers. It seems to emanate from inside your head.
Amy and Rory seem to feel the same way. They dive out of the room as though the creature is about to attack them. When nothing happens, Rory peeks back into the room. There is nothing there. "What was that thing?" He asks.
"What was what?" Amy asks, "Why are we sitting on the floor?" She shrugs and walks into the kitchen as though nothing ever happened. Rory looks at her as if she's crazy and cautiously follows her.
Ten, Eleven, and River are talking. Laughing. Nine joins them. Four Timelords, the only ones of their kind. Three of them the same person. Something moves outside of the room. Something robotic.
"Doctor!" Calls a robotic voice.
All except River jump to their feet.
"What is it? She asks, standing cautiously.
"A Timelords worst enemy," Nine says.
"What looks like a giant pepper shaker enters the room.
"A Dalek," Ten says.
"You're scared of a giant pepper shaker?" River asks with a smirk.
"When you put it that way it sounds silly," Eleven says.
"Enough of this talk," The Dalek cries, "Exterminate! Exterminate!"
"Exterminate this," River says. She pulls out her gun and shoots the Dalek in its eyestalk.
Now blinded, the Dalek turns in circles screaming, "What have you done?! Timelord scum! Scum!"
River laughs at the silliness while the Doctors look at her surprised.
Benedict and Martin appear back on screen.
"Well this has all been fun," Martin says, "Hasn't it Benny?"
"Yes it has," Benedict replies, "Sadly we have to go to commercial."
"Don't worry," Martin cries, "we'll be back shortly."
The man stands back up. You hadn't even realized that he sat down. He sonics you again and checks his screwdriver.
"What's your name?" he asks.
You open your mouth to answer but find that you don't know. You try as hard as you can to remember, but there's nothing there. "I don't know," you tell him.
"What was your childhood like?" he asks.
You should be able to answer this but you can't, you scan the walls. There are pictures of you on the walls, but you don't remember of them being taken. Your entire memory is gone. Just gone. It's as if you just popped randomly into existence. It doesn't make sense. You look back to the TV. You can remember everything about Doctor Who, Sherlock, Merlin, and Harry Potter, but you can't remember your own name. Do you even have one?
The announcer sounds on the TV, The Games are on.
"Welcome back everyone," Benedict calls.
"Should we tell them what happens next?" Martin asks.
"Let's let them figure it out ourselves," Benedict smiles an eerie smile.
The screen switches to Rose, Mickey, and Tens Copy. Rose stands with Tens Copy's arm around her waist while Mickey leans against another wall.
"You know we have a nice life," Rose says to Mickey, "It's different without you, but good."
"Do you have kids?" Mickey asks, "Or are you saving that?"
"We don't know yet," Tens Copy says, "We aren't even sure if we can."
Jack joins them. "What're you talking about?" he asks, eyeing the arm around Rose's waist.
"Nothing much," Mickey replies, "Just the parallel universes and what's gone on since we got separated."
"Aw," Jack says, "Does anyone want to hear what I've been up to?"
"Let me guess," Rose says with a smile, "Screwing anything that lets you."
"That just means everything," Jack says. They all laugh.
Suddenly heavy footsteps are heard in the hall outside. A large metal man stands in the doorway.
"Cyberman!" Mickey screams.
"You will be upgraded," the Cyberman cries.
Everyone pulls their guns, and Tens Copy pulls out his screwdriver. A gun comes out of the Cyberman's hand. The robot aims at the nearest person, Rose. There is a small whining noise as the gun is about to shoot. In the millisecond it takes before the bullet hits her, someone jumps in front of it. As soon as the form hits the ground the Cyberman disappears. Rose kneels over Mickey's crumpled form. Blood is beginning to blossom across his shirt. He looks up at her.
"I al- always l- loved you," he stutters, "w- win for m- me."
Rose watches as the light leaves his eyes. "Mickey?" she says quietly, then she screams, "MICKEY!" Tears are streaming down their faces. A figure appears in the doorway. Martha, followed by Donna, followed by everyone else. They all stand in the small room. Mourning the death, realizing just how real this all is. The game has changed, and it can never be the same again.
The screen switches to Benedict and Martin. They are still smiling.
"This has been an exciting episode," Martin says.
"I sure thought so," Benedict says.
"Are you excited for next time?" Martin asks.
"Definitely," Benedict says, "Well thats all for now. We'll see you next Tuesday, for The Fandom Games."
You turn off the TV and wipe the tears away from your face. You had never particularly liked Mickey, but his death, the way it changed everything. Looking around you see the Doctor is gone. You here the sound of the TARDIS outside. You stand and sprint, just in time to see the last trace of it fade away. You want to scream to him, make him take you with. You don't. You step back inside, and ponder why nothing makes sense.
Mwahaha. Should I work with Moffat? I think yes. Sadly I actually burst into tears whilst writing this. Don't forget to vote off another character, I will make sure that their death puts you tender heart in a blender to watch it spin around in a beautiful oblivion. Yah. Seeya next Tuesday.
-Psycho