That was my friend's OC that she never ended up writing a fanfiction on.
"He cant help her?" Tori said in disbelief.
"We were in London and than we heard screams! He'd left his screwdriver in my apartment. She should be at around 2017 in Central London," Clara said, her voice stressed.
"So why are you going to me and not River?" intruded Tori.
"That doesn't matter! Look Tori it's important. If you don't she'll die! River will give you a gun," Clara said.
"Gun? She didn't even let me hold one!" Tori hissed, "you sure we're thinking of the same River Song?"
"Yes! Now hurry over to the door! And grab a gun!" Clara sneered. Tori ran in front of Clara through the halls of the TARDIS until they finally reached the console room. Tori walked to River.
"Miss impossible said you'd give me a gun?"
River looked at Clara, "You want me to give Tori a gun?" Clara whispered something in River's ear. "Alright Tori, here." And so River gave Tori her blaster. Tori examined it. It was the same layout as the one. "It can blast through any metal."
"Thanks mum. Wish me luck!" Tori exclaimed, "I'll save your daughter Clara if it's the last thing I do!"
And so Tori valiantly walked out of the TARDIS doors. Her heart beat, for she knew a life counted on her. Was this the pressure all heroes had to go through? Ones life being risked to save another's?
Tori quickly found a small apartment building. Could that be it? She wondered. And so Tori entered the building. She went into the lobby and found the desk director.
"How can I help you?" he asked. He had a strange decor of a metallic flower over one eye.
"I'm looking for someone with the last name of… er...?" Tori asked.
"Sorry lass there's no one. Except for a gal named Francie, her family is always strange. Head to room 311. But make sure not to have any guns or weapons, they're desperately afraid," said the man. Something was off about him. So Tori kept her gun in her hands. Tori walked the room and knocked on the door. Inside she heard screams. Yeah they need help. She knocked a whole lot. When there was no answer, Tori pulled out her gun.
Crack! The beam of light crashed through the door. Metal men were cornering a teenager who's face was filled with fear.
"Look kid I can help," Tori said, and aimed for one of the metal men's heads. The laser shot the torso. Oops. There were two left. Tori pulled the trigger and made the next one go down. There was one left that was converging in on the girl. It turned torwards Tori. Tori moved the gun.
"Any move and I shoot!" she screamed. Tori was actually afraid. The Cyberman moved torwards her. Tori pulled the trigger and it seemed as everything seemed to slow down. The beam was heading for the Cyberman, and the girl behind the Cyberman moved out of the way. The beam hit the Cyberman, causing a large hole to be burned from the metal.
"Woah," the girl mumbled.
"Let's go, there's no telling if they've got reinforcements," Tori said, gesturing to the door.
"No come on, there's a quicker way," the girl pointed to the fire escape. Tori shrugged before nodding. The girl led the way as the two hustled down the staircase.
"Come on! To the TARDIS!" once they reached the bottom Tori ran torwards the mysterious blue box.
"That police box?"
"Don't question it. And oh I should warn you. It might be quite a shock, once we're inside," Tori said during her run. Tori opened the door and ran inside, crashing into the console. She fell back, slamming onto the cold, metal floor. She groaned, but had a large smile on her face.
"It's bigger!" the girl gasped, "on the inside! Then it is on the outside!"
"Yeah who'd have known," Tori laughed, "kid I might've saved you this time but I won't be there if it happens again."
"Those were my foster parents!" the girl gasped, "I have to go back to the orphanage!" Something struck Tori in the heart. Memories flooded back. Was it really only about a week ago that she too was an orphan.
"Hey kid, I was an orphan too. But you'll find a family, most of us orphans do," Tori smiled, "so don't be ashamed of your rank as an orphan. Just look up."
The orphan smiled.
"Alright. Thanks for saving my life. I'll go to social services," the girl smiled, and walked out of the TARDIS.
"There," Tori felt proud as she walked into the kitchen where everyone sat.
"Where's the girl," the Doctor said.
"Uh going to social services. She's an orphan Father," Tori said.
"No, no! You might just have screwed up her life! Go to your room," the Doctor hissed. Tori's face went white. What had she done wrong? And so Tori shamefully walked to her room, collasping on the bottom bunk. She had saved that girl! What had the Doctor meant, Tori had screwed up her life? Could the girl possibly have gone to the streets instead of social services? Oh. Tori now knew what the Doctor had meant.
Tori grabbed her phone and opened the messaging app. She tapped on the Doctor's text exchanges with her.
You: Sorry dad I know what you mean now
And now all she had to do was wait. Guilt filled her. She closed her eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep.