I am getting un-inspired… I need ideas! Poor Briar has a week with her own 'Father', but she doesn't even know it! Please review- I love criticism XD ~BadWolfDaughter123
I stepped out into the lush forest that was in front of me, and I silently followed Clara and the Doctor, who were chatting about nonsensical stuff. The forest was full of alien life, all very vivid-colored and playful. The road seemed to get narrower as we kept walking down the pathway we found. Light peeked through the trees and touched the ground softly. The Doctor sometimes stopped by a river periodically to hop across the stones, while Clara just trudged along, utterly bored.
"Is this place far in the future or in the past?" I asked the Doctor, who was flicking his sonic in the air. "In the past, what seems to be the Medieval Times. The castle up ahead has the architecture of a…." The Time Lord babbled on endlessly, going on about who built the place/etc. Behind us, I hear a footstep. "Halt. Who goes there?" A man in armor, riding a brown horse, says, almost like a play. "Uh, hi, I am Briar!" I say to him, raising my hands in surrender.
The Doctor and Clara do that same, and the man takes out a small device. "I detected your ship coming through to the planet's atmosphere. We need to check your race. We are currently at war with Klom and Rexicocoricofallapatorious. He blinked it at the Doctor first. "Time Lord? This thing must be broken…" He hit it with his hand. "Uh, actually, I am a Time Lord. Your machine works quite fine." The Doctor said, looking at the device. He scanned Clara next. "Human." The man says, completely ignoring her. He points the device at me. "Partially Human." The man says. The Doctor, Clara, and I stare at him like he is nuts. "Well, what is the other part?' the Doctor asked the man, who obviously does not like being stared at. "Part… Time Lord?" the man squeaks, barely audible, trying to ignore the conversation. The Doctor stares at me, and says "Ok, maybe the thing is broken. Try again." The man points it at me again, and shakes his head in disapproval. "1/4 Time Lord. "
Instead of going further, the Doctor used the sonic to summon the TARDIS, which materialized in front of them. "Ok, now I have 2 impossible girls. Great." He mutters, eyeing me. I just raise my hands. "Hey, how should I know? What is a Time Lord anyway?" I ask, wanting to know why I was categorized as that. "Well, its an extinct race, and I am the last of them. Well, apparently not." He mutters, typing stuff into the monitor and running multiple scans. "Briar, who are your parents?" The Doctor asks me. "Well, I have my dad and my mum." I say to him, trying to divert the conversation. "What are their names? Do you have a picture, or an id?" he presses. I back away slowly, and he just gets nearer, straightening his bowtie. He backs off, seeing that I am frightened, and he just asks the questions slower. "What is your dad's name?" He asks nicely. "Um, John. John Smith." I answer, wondering why he needed to know this. He nodded, and he asked one question that would change his life forever once I gave him the answer. "What is your mum's name?" I tell him without doubt "Rose. Rose Tyler." He recoils, staring wide-eyed, and he slowly approached me. "Do you have a picture?" he asks, trying to prove it for sure that it was the Rose burned in his memories. I open my locket and show him my mum and dad. He turns to look at me, and he has a tear streaming down his chin. He pulls up the monitor, and tells me my history.
After an hour of explaining that he was my technical father, a Metacrisis father, I stare at him. Two dads? One was enough, but two… "You are my Metacrisis dad... You used to look like my dad? You look nothing like him." I tell him, not believing a word he said. He pulls up a hologram of a bunch of men. Some had white hair, one had a long scarf, and one had celery on his suit. He pulls up the second-to-last photo, which looked exactly like… My dad. "Oh my god… Its true!" I almost yell. I look at my dad and start to cry, wanting to go home more than anything. The Doctor, The Time Lord, my Metacrisis Dad. He puts his arm around me, and sits with me for a while.
After a while of crying, I look up to see the Doctor. "I never thought I would see Rose's face again, ever. Never thought I would see her daughter, of all people." He breathed, trying not to look into my eyes, which I no doubt inherited from my mum. "Now that you are here Briar… I will protect you. Right now, you are the number one thing I have to protect in the universe. I made a promise to Rose one day, that no matter where I was in the universe I would keep her happy and safe. She wouldn't be happy if I returned you dead, would she?" he joked sadly. I crack a small smile. "Do you… still care about my mum?" I ask him. He looks into my eyes for the first time, and says, "Yes, I do." That was all I needed to hear to be assured- I was in safe hands. "Is there anything that has made you different from any other human, Briar?" he asks, snapping me out of my sadness for a moment. "Well, I know a lot about tech that most adults don't know, and sometimes when I get hurt, it heals really, really, REALLY fast. My mum always told me that that was normal… I don't believe her." I told him, pointing at the cut I had gotten from going through the Crack. It had healed completely, even though I had gotten the injury less than 5 hours ago.
"It is getting late, we had better sleep." The Doctor muttered, still very sad. "This isn't exactly a hotel… where will we get rooms?" I asked, quizzical. "TARDIS, make Briar Tyler here a Room please…" He said, saying my name with sadness in his voice. A door materialized in front of me. I open it to reveal a giant room, with a bright pink bed and a white dresser. For a few moments, a few lovely moments, I am a very little girl again, and I rush into the room, smiling. The Doctor smiled, the grief and pain in his eyes disappearing. He smiled, and before he left he said softly, "The old girl really did like Rose a lot."
Sob… Sob.. That was fun/sad to write! He stopped an entire adventure, just to find out who Briar was. The Doctor will stop crying eventually, and learn to really love his Metacrisis Daughter. Keep reading to get more of the story!