The Doctor flipped head over heels, hoping with all his hearts that he won't die and regenerate. His regenerations usually last for a couple centuries, at least! While he was panicking on the outside, on the inside, he was thinking about how he was going to land. Also about his old companions. And where his Sexy could be. Especially his Sexy.

He was brought out of his musings when he heard a high whistling, before he felt an impact in his hood, pinning him to a nearby tree. He grunted as his back popped when it hit the tree. He really needed to invest in some armor… well, at least some light armor, that makes it easy to run, while it still protects him. His hyperactive, genius mind then trailed off of Initiation and the thoughts of getting armor, heading towards his past lives, counting all the times he had been slammed, thrown, or hit his back against something. This then went into him counting off all the times he gotten hurt. Which then transferred into him rating his deaths from one to however many faces he had been. His memory wasn't that good, as he was still a seventeen year old man, with the mind and soul of a multi-millennial being, who had lived in many different bodies with different personalities.

He was snapped out of his musings when he heard movement below. Blinking twice, he looked down and saw Pyrrha Nikos, her arms crossed over her chest with a smug grin on her face as she looked up at him, a sort of sassy posture in her stance as she leaned slightly more towards her left foot, her right knee propped outwards in a semblance of stability.

"Looks like we're partners now, Doctor" she said, her grin widening as the Doctor's turned sheepish.


Pyrrha and the Doctor walked through the Emerald Forest, with the Doctor humming softly and observing everything that they come across. Jaune noticed, out of the corner of his eye, a Creep moving in the distance. It happened to pass through a particularly thick shadow of a tree and seemed to dissolve in an instant. He tensed a bit but moved a bit quicker. When Pyrrha asked, he simply said that he didn't want to waste any time.


He found that he could vaguely speak Grimm. He understood what they said, but couldn't speak it back. And besides, the Grimm all said the same thing, over and over. "Kill, feed, serve Salem, destroy," but not necessarily in that order. Who was Salem?


The Doctor fired the Dalek blaster at the Deathstalker repeatedly, cursing to himself when he found out that it didn't pierce Grimm armor. He kept firing, however, taking pauses whenever another Initiate crossed his path's aim. He had told them earlier, when they met up at the ruins where the relics were held, that his weapon was a one-shot kill on almost anything, no matter how much armor you had on your person. The only things that would block it is something thick and inorganic (most likely immobile too, such as walls and doors), a forcefield (of which he had to explain that, yes, force fields existed), or something simply unnatural.


As the Doctor and his fellow students made their way up the cliff to complete Initiation, he heard something. Well, heard and felt. He heard the soft voice, a voice he hadn't heard for so long. And he felt a familiar prod - though slightly weak due to her not moving at all, to any time or place for sixteen years - at his psychic wards, very gentle, to which he let in with open arms. He turned his head and smiled. There, in the cliff face, was the TARDIS, hidden behind a perception filter. It was buried deep inside, but the front doors were intact and facing him

He smiled and, after looking back to see if the others noticed he was gone, quickly ran to the big blue box and ran his hands over the door. "Oh, I missed you so much, Old Girl…" he said as his fingers ghosted over the letters on the door. A positive hum rang through the Doctor's head, which showed that the TARDIS had missed her Doctor. Glancing back once more, he smiled. "I'm going to be back soon, Sexy. And we're going to go on an adventure, for old time's sake" he said as he stepped back a bit. "Bye for now" to which the TARDIS replied with a mental goodbye. And the Doctor sprinted to catch up with his allies, future teammates and friends.

Possible companions on his multiple adventures across the cosmos. Though the large number would be complicated to keep track of, he would be able to manage. After all, he had taken care of Martha Jones, Rose Tyler, Donna Noble, Jack Harkness, Mickey Smith, Sarah Jane Smith, Meta-Chrisis him, and Rose's mother, Jackie Tyler. The first time every that the TARDIS was flown properly...


The Doctor, Pyrrha and the rest of the Initiates that were there were resting before the assigning of the teams.

"And the final team, due to the fact that there was a mixup in the Relics, is composed of eight individuals, who all grabbed the White Pawn pieces" Ozpin explained while the crowd complained. "Yes, while that seems unfair, we have a solution. The team will split in half every month, in a randomization process. This will allow each team member to work with the others and work out their differences. If anything, their at bigger disadvantage than you all" he continued.

"The Doctor, Pyrrha Nikos, Ruby Rose, Yang Xiao Long, Nora Valkyrie, Blake Belladonna, Lie Ren and Weiss Schnee" at the mentioning of their names, the new students stepped up to the stage. "You eight have gathered the White Pawn pieces. Due to the strange conditions, your team name is yet to be decided. However, your team leader will be… the Doctor"(1) they nodded and moved off the stage, though Weiss sent a glare in the Doctor's direction. The Doctor didn't seem fazed. He was grinning like an idiot, as he was thinking of all the adventures he and his Sexy could go on and be back in time for classes in the morning. He doesn't really need to sleep in the first place, so that's a plus. He could be gone for days and days and be back in time before his team wakes up.


Omake: Sonic Screwdriver and Key

The Doctor had his scroll in hand as he walked out of Beacon, heading to the cliffs that overlooked the Emerald Forest. The light from his flashlight shined the way, though he had to cover it at every slight sound, and hide whenever he heard a teacher coming.

Soon, he made it to the cliffs. He slowly and carefully made his way down the stairs, his destination in sight. He smiled happily when his eyes land on the TARDIS. Moving closer, he ran his hands over the seemingly wooden door. Oh, how he missed her. How he missed her wondrous noises. How he missed when he didn't take her where he wanted to go, but where he needed to be. Remembering she was weak, he slowly and carefully pushed the door open, stepping inside his impossible box.

It was one of his favorite designs by far, out of the countless regenerations he had gone through and forms the console room had taken, the coral-styled one was his favorite. He marveled at it a bit, relishing in the fact that he was finally home. As he made his way to the console, the TARDIS interior flickered to life. Lights flashed and buzzed. Gadgets wired and beeped. Everything was chaotic yet beautiful as the big blue box came completely to life.

The Doctor stroked the TARDIS console, feeling her respond to his touch as he did. He smiled when three things happened. One, the sound of what seemed to be a bicycle bell rang through the control room. Two, a brand new sonic screwdriver popped up from the console. Three, a hatch opened up, revealing a TARDIS key. He grabbed both and smiled. "Thanks, Sexy" he said to his oldest friend, stroking the center column.

He then smiled. "How about a short trip, to make sure I still know how to fly you. I know just the place" he said as he started to flip levers and press buttons seemingly at random. He paused halfway through as the TARDIS spoke to him. "Yes, I know I failed my piloting test. Well, I don't hear you complaining. So what if I leave the breaks on? It's a wonderful noise. Besides, don't tell me that you don't like it" he said with a grin. When the TARDIS stopped talking, either blushing or sulking, he continued entering in the co-ordinates. Where and when? Glynda Goodwitch's office, earlier that day. He looked at the compass-like device on the console, making sure everything was set correctly.

With a wide smile, he shouted "We have our heading!" to nobody as he flipped the lever to set off. The wonderful sound filled his ears and echoed throughout the forest as the Tardis disappeared from that point in reality. He laughed out loud in genuine happiness as he held onto the console, the interior of the TARDIS shaking and rattling.


(1) As I can't come up with a name, it's up to you to decide what the eight person team is called!


(A/N): I had a couple complaints - or just one, I don't really remember which it was - about the Doctor being stupid. Don't know what gave you that idea that I would. In all of his regenerations, he's a complete and utter genius, though some are more child-like in personality than others. A lot of them are forgetful. This Doctor, the Jaune Doctor, will be a genius, like all of his past regenerations, though he will be like a normal teenager with AD/HD. He will have the mind of a genius, but will be easily distracted, lose track of time, lose his train of thought, go off on random thoughts, and won't be able to stay still. So, yeah. If that cleared it up, great!