"CLEAR!" shouted a medic as he used shock panels to revive The Doctor. But it was without use, for they had already killed him. He had been shot three times. Once in the shoulder and twice in the leg. He had unknowingly walked straight in the middle of a gang war. The bullets, however, were not the reason The Doctor was dead. The ones who killed him were the medics, for they did not realize that they were operating on a Time Lord. They believed him to be human.
Before the surgery began, they had taken x-rays of him. These x-rays showed his two hearts. Needless to say, this caused much confusion for the doctors. They then assumed that he was fibrillating and that his two hearts meant that he had a double exposure. The hospital then called in their best cardiologist, Dr. Grace Holloway, to attempt to stabilize The Doctor's heartbeat, or rather heartbeats.
Just as she was about to make the cut and operate, The Doctor woke up, startling the medic team. He quickly looked around and saw Grace with a surgical knife in her hand.
He quickly grabbed her wrist as she leaned down. "What you are about to do, stop!" he said calmly, yet urgently. The Doctor felt more afraid than he had in his life, or lives.
"Mr. Smith," she said, not knowing his real name, "you're going to be alright."
"No, I am not human. I am not like you." He replied, trying to convince her that if they did this, he would be killed.
"Nobody is, Mr. Smith."
"Please, I need a beryllium atomic clock. This is 1999, isn't it?" he asked.
"It's okay, I've got it." said one of the medics as he put an anesthetic mask over The Doctor's face.
"Try not to speak, Mr. Smith." Grace said, trying to sound soothing. "We've already taken out all the bullets, and now we're going to listen to your heart, find out why it's so wild, and then I'm going to fix it. You'll be fine. Okay, he's under."
Suddenly, he sits back up, mumbling. "Timing malfunction. The Master, he's out there. He's out there."
As he was rambling, the medics gently pushed him back onto the operating table.
"Scalpel." Grace commanded.
"I've got to stop him." breathed The Doctor before he finally passed out.
"Somehow I don't think this man's name is Mr. Smith, do you?" Grace asked her fellow doctors.
During the operation, a probe got stuck in his circulatory system, killing him. He was declared dead. They later put him in the morgue where, three hours later, The Seventh Doctor regenerated into his eight body. It was a miracle. The anesthesia had nearly destroyed the regeneration process. This man had long, wavy brown hair that reached his neck, blue eyes like his first and second bodies, and a slightly rounded nose like his sixth incarnation.
Thus ended the life of The Seventh Doctor, and the life of The Eight Doctor began.
