I'm gunna start chapter two now because I'm in a writing mood :) Hope you guys are enjoying the story, as I said I have no idea if I'll continue this, it all depends on whether people actually like it or not, it could be a terrible story for all I know :p I'm not that great a writer according to my English results haha :) Anyways, hope at least someone is enjoying it, and if you are please leave a review, it'd make my day!
"The Doctor? You're the Doctor? But he's the Doctor!"
Clara walked up to the curious man that had just claimed he was a Time Lord- No, the same Time Lord, as her Doctor, her chinboy Doctor. This time it was her turn to study him. She craned her neck to look up at him , though he was quite short so she conveniently didn't have to reach very far, and looked at him carefully. Her eyes widened in disbelief. She somehow knew in her heart that this was the Doctor. He raised his eyebrows at her. She grinned.
"How does that work then?"
"Well-"
"I am him, and he is me," The new Doctor interrupted his Eleventh self before he could explain, causing him to frown in disapproval. Clara chuckled at the Time Lord's giddyness.
"I don't believe it," She shook her head with a smile. "There's two of you! One was bad enough!"
"Oi!" The two Doctor's cried simultaneously, crossing their arms indignantly. Clara bit back a smile at the comical scene.
"Stop crossing your arms when I'm crossing mine, Chinny."
"Bog off!"
"Oi!" Clara laughed. "Stop fighting! Explain."
"What is there to explain?" The Doctor she knew well questioned as he walked to the console and leaned on it thoughtfully. "We obviously have a problem here."
"You two shouldn't be here at the same time, should you?" Clara frowned.
"I like this one," The earlier incarnation of the Doctor turned to his future self approvingly. "She's smart."
Clara laughed at the jibe. This felt surreal. There were two Doctor's. She looked from one to the other, attempting to take it all in.
"Which one are you then?" Clara asked, turning to the new arrival again. "Which... Incarnation?"
"He's my second self," The Eleventh Doctor stated proudly, earning a glare from the second Doctor. He smiled smugly, clearly feeling accomplished at interrupting his past self. He was such a child.
Clara rubbed her temples lightly, trying to absorb all the information that was being thrown at her. "Well this is weird."
"Yes, it is," The second Doctor stated gravely with a look of slight horror in his eyes. "I mean look at his eyebrows! I'm going to have non-existant eyebrows!"
"Hey!" The Doctor cried indignantly as Clara doubled up laughing. She felt slightly guilty for laughing at the expense of her friend but he was being insulted by himself so she decided it didn't count.
"On the bright side, I see I've maintained my impeccable dress sense," The Doctor eyed his Eleventh self's bowtie approvingly.
"Bowties are cool," The Doctor responded with a smile.
Clara moved across the room to sit down on one of the benches. She felt if she didn't sit down now, her legs would give out with the overload of shock and confusion.
"-Can't believe I regenerated into someone so young-"
"Come on then, Doc," Clara laughed. "Stop talking to yourself and explain this to me. How did you get here?"
The second Doctor nodded with a brisk, cheery smile and bounded over to where she was sitting, plonking himself down beside her as he began to speak.
"Well, I was exiled I think. I'm sure. Ninety seven per cent," The Doctor frowned, causing Clara to laugh at his exuberant personality. "But something must have gone wrong because I'm not suppose to be in his timestream," He stated gruffly, jabbing a finger at the other Doctor. "So, if I'm being honest, I haven't the faintest idea." He sat back with an accomplished smile as if he'd just explained everything. This only left Clara more confused. Exile? Exile gone wrong?
"But it's odd," He began again before the others could speak. "They didn't even leave me my Tardis. Why would they do that?" He frowned as he reached into his oversized pockets and retrieved a key. He held it out to Clara who took it curiously and looked up at him questioningly.
"Do you feel that?" He asked earnestly.
"Feel what?"
"Exactly."
Clara stared at the key. "This is the key to the Tardis?"
"My Tardis," The Doctor corrected with a vigorous nod. "Now, what does it feel like?"
"Well," Clara began, cautiously, turning the key over in her fingers as she struggled to find the words that best described it. "It's... Cold. Stone cold. And grey."
"Good job, Clara," The eccentric Time Lord smiled at her, taking the key from her and studying it himself. "Spot on. It feels dead! Wherever my Tardis is, it's not close, otherwise the key would feel warm. It would glow."
He tossed the key to his future self who caught it expertly despite his lanky limbs that made him appear uncoordinated. "Put that somewhere safe, there's a good chap."
The Eleventh Doctor placed the key carefully on the Tardis console and looked at the other Doctor.
"This exile, what was it for?" He questioned, his almost non existant eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he tried to dig up buried memories.
"I interfered with time and was put on trial," Was the haughty response. "I don't see how I did anything wrong! I was helping!"
"But... You were supposed to regenerate!" The Doctor protested. "The Time Lords, they forced you to regenerate as part of your sentence!"
"They can do that?" Clara asked in disbelief. "That's barbaric!"
The second Doctor nodded grimly. "The Time Lord's are a corrupt race, I'll be the first to admit that." He looked to his future self with a frown. "Force me to regenerate? Yes, they did say something about that... I was sent away from Gallifrey before they brought on the regeneration though. How peculiar."
"Time has been meddled with," The Doctor wrung his hands nervously. "You've been taken out of your timestream instead of being forced to regenerate but why? Is this the Time Lord's doing?"
"Your guess is as good as mine," The second incarnation scoffed.
"Yes, my guess is as good as mine."
Clara was feeling hopelessly confused. She was still trying to get her head around the fact that these two men were not only aliens, but were also the same person. She hadn't thought it was possible for the Doctor to meet his other selves.
"What's going to happen now?" She piped up. "If you escaped your regeneration, will that change the future?"
"Well it hasn't yet," Was the optimistic reply from the second Doctor. Clara smiled. This Doctor had such a bubbly personality it was almost impossible to feel stressed in his presence.
"So, you know what they say," Clara attempted to make light of the situation. "Two heads are better than one. God, I can't believe I just clichéd at you," She shook her head with a scoff, folding her arms across her chest with a raised eyebrow at the two Doctors. "Got a plan, boys?"
The second Doctor bit down on his finger lightly as he considered. "Not yet no."
"Sorry, nothing here either."
Clara sighed at the two Time Lord's. These two, or one, she wasn't sure how to phrase it, were completely irresponsible, she knew from experience. They couldn't be trusted not to do something stupid. She was going to have to try and get them to formulate some sort of a plan which would work out well for everyone.
"Right, we need to-" She stopped suddenly as she thought she saw a flash of light out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head to look at the Tardis console. The Doctor's key was sitting on the control panel, giving off a faint pulsing glow.
"Doctor!" She yelled. "Your key!"
The alien leapt over to the console and gripped the edges, gazing at the key. He reached out to pick it up.
"Don't touch it!" The Eleventh Doctor warned hastily but he was too late. The earlier regeneration of himself pulled back his hand with a startled yelp.
"It bit me!"
"It didn't bite you," His future self sighed heavily, rolling his eyes. "It burned you, you know how powerful that energy is!" He pinched the bridge of his nose at his other self's recklessness. "I always was a bit of a clown in that regeneration."
"Are you alright?" Clara asked, slightly worried.
"Yes, fine, fine," The Doctor flapped his hands at her as if waving her concerns away. "It's this key that I'm more concerned about."
"Should it be doing that?" Clara questioned, moving to stand beside him and get a better view of the key. It seemed to be getting brighter, the glow emitting from it becoming stronger.
"It does that when the Tardis is near," The Time Lord began slowly. "So that means-"
He was cut off as the Tardis lurched violently, knocking them sideways.
"What's going on?" Clara yelped, trying to pick herself up off the ground but being thrown down again almost immediately. "Space turbulence?!"
"We're coming into contact with something!" The fez wearing Doctor called frantically as he heaved himself up from the ground, using the Tardis console as support and gazing at the scanners. "Come on, old girl, don't you give up on me!"
"Are you alright, Clara?" The other Doctor offered his hand for Clara to take, having already heaved himself up, clinging to the Tardis console for dear life.
"I've been better!" Clara half smiled, almost having to shout to be heard over the roar of the Tardis engines. She took the Doctor's hand gratefully as he heaved her up and pulled her to him. She clung to his jacket, hanging on for dear life. The Tardis was heaving and lurching from side to side, sparks beginning to emit from the console.
"Are we crashing?" Clara yelled frantically.
"Probably!" The Doctor she was holding on to shouted back, doing nothing to calm her nerves as they nearly toppled over again. "Don't worry, it's only a possibility!"
"Doctor, the key!" Clara gasped. The glow was unbearably bright now and it was beginning to give off a low hum.
"Hold on!" The Doctor cried, trying to keep a hold of Clara and the Tardis console at the same time. Clara didn't think she could hold on any tighter if she tried.
"No, no, no, no, no!" The Eleventh Doctor cried in anguish as the Tardis gave another sickening lurch. "No, this isn't good. Hold o-"
Clara didn't get to hear the end of his sentence. She squeezed her eyes shut, burying her face in the Doctor's chest as the Tardis gave a final groan and crashed into something at full force. Clara pressed her lips together tightly in an effort not to scream but couldn't help emitting a small squeak.
She yelled as they were suddenly propelled forward and onto the floor. She threw out her arms to break her fall, certain she was going to have bruises after this. She heard the Doctor let out an exclamation of surprise and pain as he too hit the ground.
The ship was still. Clara opened her eyes slowly, expecting to see the ruined remains of the Tardis. She gasped in shock and sat up quickly as she took in her surroundings.
"My Tardis!" The second Doctor exclaimed, picking himself up off the ground with an expression of joy on his face.
Clara gaped at the scene in front of her. They were in the Tardis, but it wasn't the Tardis she knew. She stood up slowly, walking over to the console and trailing a hand across it lightly. It looked more... Basic. And white. She spun around slowly in a full circle. The whole room had a simple, white theme, with strange circular structures decorating the walls. It seemed smaller, but she wasn't sure if it was just her imagination or not. The console was white also, although there were a few colourful instruments situated on it, and it held just as many buttons and levers as the Tardis she knew.
She turned to face the Doctor, opening her mouth to speak. She stopped suddenly, realising that there was something missing.
"Where's the Doctor?" She gasped. "I mean, the other one!"
The second Doctor's face fell and a look of dread passed over his features. He looked around the room as if to check that his future self wasn't hiding somewhere.
"Oh dear," He muttered, wringing his hands together. "It seems we've lost the young fellow. I never was good at not losing things."
Chapter's one and two written and posted in one day, haha I'm in a writing mood :) Once again, I don't know if I'm gunna continue but I will if people like it, so hopefully ye will. If you like the story and want me to continue please review, it'd make my day :)