Wow already 6 followers. Didn't see that coming. Just as you requested Chapter 2! BTW, if you haven't seen the Name of the Doctor yet, there are spoilers in here. So I recommend watching it first.
Chapter 2: The Lost Glacier of Verrix
Clara was in the library. She had blanket draped across her leg. Even though she was in front of the fireplace she was still rather chilly. The TARDIS still didn't like her, so the stupid ship had upped the air conditioner. She had told the Doctor this once, but he brushed it off saying the library needed to be kept cool for the books. She knew he was lying through his teeth, but she didn't want to complain.
She was curled up in her favorite chair with a new book. She had some free time because she insisted the Doctor take a nap. He may be a Time Lord but that doesn't mean he shouldn't sleep. She cracked open the spine, smiling as the smell of fresh paper tickled her nose. She had just begun reading the first page when she heard a door in the distance slamming. Following the slam was the Doctor's familiar voice. "Clara, wherever you are or whatever you're doing, drop it. We've got a rescue mission." She heard the quick patter of feet hitting the floor, and she knew he was racing to the TARDIS console. She groaned slightly and stuck a bookmark in her novel. You are so going to owe me, Chin Boy. With that thought on her mind, she got up from her chair and ran out of the library.
The Doctor was fiddling with levers and switches on the TARDIS console when Clara walked in. He smiled as she made her way towards him. "I thought I put you down for a nap, mister." She said poking him in the chest. He chuckled "Well I didn't think I would have such a cryptic dream jostling me from sleep. Guess we were both wrong." "What? What dream? Not another nightmare." She asked him growing serious. "No, no, no nightmares. Just a snow girl and singing winds." He said quickly. "Excuse me?" Clara's eyes widen. "You're excused." "Ha ha, very funny. Be serious. A girl made of snow?" She crossed her arms over her chest. "And singing winds" He added. "Okay, let me wrapped my head around this. You saw a girl…made of snow and the wind was singing to you. Did you hit your head or something? Are you running a temperature?" she asked as she put her hands on his face. He wrapped his hands around her wrists keeping her hands on his face.
"No, I had a dream. It involve a girl made of snow, she was calling to me for help. How she did it? Search me." He realized her hands were still on his face. He quickly let her wrists go and stepped back. Clara was disappointed by this but didn't show it. So she spoke instead "In a dream? What if it's a trap? As you said this is 'the most powerful ship in the universe'. What if she wants to steal it or kill you or…?" "Clara! Number 1: only a finite number of things can get into my head. Into my dreams? Almost nothing. But a person…well not really a person, really more of a mind… but still, her mind was calling out for help. I can't ignore that. I have a duty." "Last time you said you have a duty, a great evil infiltrated your time stream, making me jump into it and almost die. How can you keep doing this?" she asked. She was generally worried. What if this the Great Intelligence's doing? What if they didn't burn up? What if they're still messing with his time line? She thought to herself as the Doctor glided around the console, twisting knobs and flicking switches. He stopped to pondered her question "Because" he stated slowly, "if I don't, then no one will." He looked at her and offered a small smile. Which she returned and said "So, then. Where are we going?" The Doctor's smile grew "The end of the universe" He flicked the final switch and off they went.
"I'm not staying behind." "Yes you are." "No!" "Yes!" Clara and the Doctor were arguing as they made their way down the corridors of the TARDIS. The Doctor checked the sensors to see what the environment was outside after the TARDIS landed, and it was… well let's just say colder than an ice star. They entered the TARDIS wardrobe looking for space suits. "I'm so coming and there's nothing you can say to stop me." "Clara, it's below -108 degrees out there. Even with a space suit, we'd only have 20 minutes before we would start to feel the cold." "You don't know where this girl is. If we were to split up we could easily find her in 20 minutes." "Easily?!" "Eh. More along the lines of hopefully." "Fine then. Have it your way." The Doctor said finally giving in. They grabbed the bright orange suits and helmets, then made their way back to the TARDIS console. "That's Clara: 2. The Doctor: 0." "Oi! Stop keeping score." "No!"
"Remember 20 minutes." "Gotchya." They split up and made their ways across the icy, barren landscape. Clara carefully made her way across the ice, trying very hard not to slip. The sky was heavy with clouds and the wind kept blowing snow onto her helmet, making it harder to see. She found it quite hard to peer out of her helmet as well as trying to walk across the ice. Not after long, she hit a rough patch and lost her balance. "Oomph!" she cried out. Her flashlight skidded from her and into the snow bank. She crawled over to it and reached to pick it up when the snow collapse, taking the flashlight with it. "Ugh." She said as the flashlight clang against something metal. "Hmm" she exclaimed. She looked down and saw the flashlight leaning against… a metal hatch! She smiled and then yelled out "Doctor!"
"Hmm" the Doctor said as he examined the hatch. "Well?" Clara asked. He peered at the readings from his screwdriver. "Well, it's old… really old. But it looks completely new. But then again Fabric of Reality… things leaking out… Honestly I haven't got a clue." He looked over at her and smiled deviously "Wanna open it?" "Definitely" she said grinning. He pointed the screwdriver around the edges of the hatch and then he stepped back. It popped open. "Braveheart, Clara." He said stepping into the darkness.
"Hello" the Doctor spoke into the darkness "Helloooooo. Anybody home?" Clara dropped down next to him "Do you seriously think anybody's gonna answer?" "Possibly. Move around see if you can find the girl." She moved off to the left and he to the right. The ship was small, about 15 feet in every direction, the walls were curved and there was a center console. That looked… strangely like the TARDIS's. She was too busy looking at the ship to notice a patch of ice on the metal floor. "Oomph!" she said as she landed on her bottom. "Clara, you all right?" the Doctor said coming over to help her up. "Yeah, just slipped… on the ice… Doctor why's it red?" Sure enough the ice was a pale red and it continue to…
"Oh my stars!" Clara exclaimed. The red ice… was frozen blood and it led to a young girl. She was frozen over with a thin layer of ice. The Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver and examined her. The ice was about an inch thick but you could still see her clearly. She looked about 17, 18… maybe 19 years old. She was pretty besides the red gash to the side of her head, it was more than likely cause of death. If that didn't kill her than the cold would have. She had pale porcelain skid, peach-colored lips and ebony hair. The doctor read the scans on his screwdriver as Clara backed away from the body. Clara's lip trembled as she spoke "So she's…" The Doctor sighed "Yes, most definitely dead. She died a long time ago. The ice acted as a chrysalis. Sealing her in, preventing deterioration. She could have been like this for hundreds of years. Clara was near tears "But if she died a long time ago. How did she contact you hundreds of years in the future?" "I dunno. She said she was lost… maybe her conscience survived for a while… I dunno. I really don't know and that infuriates me." He sighed deeply. Clara backed up even farther to just give him some room, then she hit something.
"Ah!" "What is it?" The Doctor asked without looking up from the dead girl. Clara whimpered "At least she didn't go alone." Sure enough there was another girl frozen in ice. The ice hadn't fully formed around her face but the rest of her body was trapped. Her arms thrown up in front of her as if she was warding something off and her eyes were closed. The Doctor was still bent in front of the first girl, murmuring to himself. Clara examined the second girl. "They look sorta similar," turning to look at the one fully frozen "maybe they were sisters." She turned back to the second girl. "AHHHH!" she screamed. The second girl's eyes were open. She tried to murmur something. "Mmmm" she tried to say. "DOCTOR!" Clara screeched. He was next to her in a second and started waving the sonic screwdriver in the second girl's face. "Get her out!" Clara yelled. "It's kinda hard to work when you're shouting in my ear! If I can just find the right frequency." He said twisting the screwdriver.
Then a high pitch whine came from the screwdriver. The ice around the second girl cracked. The Doctor twisted the sonic screwdriver again and the ice surrounding her shattered. The still-alive girl went crashing to the floor. The Doctor bent down "She's still frozen solid… that is to say her blood and muscles, Clara. Help me get her to the TARDIS." They struggled to lug the frozen girl onto the Doctor's shoulder. So she was bent over one of his shoulders, still frozen. "Don't worry you're safe now" he told to her "Let's go Clara." And then they ran back to the TARDIS. Leaving the dead girl, the crashed ship, and the glacier to the mercy of the Fabric of Reality.
Please comment about what you like in this chapter, what you didn't like, etc. Stay tuned for Chapter 3: The Sisterhood of New New Delhi
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