AN: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been busy lately and working on other projects, on top of which I have had an insane amount of writer's block.

Anyhow, allons-y!

Chapter 2: The Companions

Inside the TARDIS

"So Kal-El and Bruce I'm familiar with, who are you two?" The Doctor asked as the TARDIS shook through the Time Vortex.

"Does it always shake like this?!" Lantern asked, ignoring the Doctor's question.

"Pretty much," the Doctor replied. "So I know you're a Green Lantern. When did they start recruiting humans?"

"A few years ago," he replied, finally using his ring to stabilize himself in a bubble. "I'm John Stewart. Green Lantern for this sector. So what species are you? You look human, but my ring says you're not."

"I'm a Time Lord."

"Is that a species name? Because it sounds more like a title- and a rather presumptuous one at that."

"I'm from Gallifrey."

"That's not possible. Gallifrey is nothing more than a legend."

"Yeah," the Doctor said, a look of sadness on his face. "They are now."

"Then the legends are true? The Great Time War, the Daleks?"

"Yes. But that was a long time ago. How about you fast man? Would you be called 'Speedy'?"

"He wishes!" the Scarlet speedster replied. "I'm the Flash, fastest man alive!"

"Well that's nice," the Doctor said. "Anyway, we're almost there, prepare for dematerialization."

The TARDIS steadied as it began wheezing. Finally, it stopped.

"So, are we there yet?" Flash asked.

"Well, let's see," the Doctor said, looking at a display screen on the console. "Right time, right atmosphere, the crashed ship should be…just outside."

The Doctor whirled and threw open the doors with a flourish… and stepped out into the darkness.

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"Superman to Watchtower- where are we?" Superman said.

"Superman! You have been gone for several hours. We were getting worried," Wonder Woman replied. "Looks like you're… just outside of Syracuse, in New York."

"Sorry about the time delay," the Doctor said, examining the crater in front of him with his Sonic Screwdriver. "But this is definitely the Slitheen's ship. It would've taken days to find without the TARDIS- even as damaged as it is, the ship is still sensor-cloaked. That's why UNIT and the US Army haven't already descended on it like vultures."

"The ship is empty," Batman said after looking inside. "We'll need to get it to a secure location before someone does come looking for it, government, or otherwise. Humankind isn't quite ready for that level of technology."

"I can take care of it," Lantern said. "We can take it to a League Hanger and from there I'll arrange for a pickup by a Shadow Proclamation salvage team."

"That'll help. But there's something we need first," the Doctor said, rummaging through the machinery inside. Finally, he pulled a silver egg-shaped device from inside what was evidently the pilot's console.

"Ah! Here it is!"

"What is it?" Flash asked.

"The black box!"

"Looks more like a silver egg to me," Flash said.

"It's the flight recorder, like on a jet," Superman explained.

"With this we may be able to see where the pilot went."

The Doctor made some adjustments to his sonic screwdriver and then pointed it at the recorder. Immediately, a hologram appeared, showing two views of the ship- an interior view and an exterior one. They watched as a massive star-shaped vessel with what appeared to be an oversized eye at the center of it pursued the craft and fire a laser at it.

"An Atraxi Cruiser," the Doctor explained. "That's the shot that caused the initial damage. Keep watching."

They complied, and watched as a larger laser burst went from the craft towards the Atraxi cruiser, which began to break up on impact.

"The Slitheen could either fire several low power shots or one overpowered shot. I guess he chose the overpowered option."

As they watched, a series of lines appeared where stars had been before.

"That's the ship entering hyperspace. That's where I come in. I received a distress call from the Atraxi, explaining the situation. By the time I got to them, they were already dead, but they had time to relay what the Slitheen wanted. Namely, me, and revenge on Earth no matter the cost. So I went after him."

"So where is he?"

"Hold on, let me fast-forward."

The images on the screen accelerated, showing a green clawed creature trying to repair different areas on the ship long enough to make it to Earth. Finally, the exterior view showed the ship dropping out of hyperspace and a rapidly approaching Earth. Normal speed resumed and they watched the ship descending through the atmosphere, finally crashing into a pond, where they saw a fisherman pushed backwards by the impact. They watched the fisherman approach the ship, and kept watching as the creature grabbed the man. They couldn't see what happened, but a few moments later, the fisherman walked away from the craft.

"Where'd the…"

"Slitheen," the Doctor filled in for Superman.

"Right. Where'd the Slitheen go?"

"That's him," the Doctor said. "The Slitheen took his body. They use a compression technology and wear the body like a suit. There's a few glitches, and it doesn't look like this one fits him very well, he'll probably discard it in favor of a new one as soon as he can."

"Discard it?" The Flash said incredulously. "That's a Man's body! Have a little respect!"

"Yes, sorry. But we don't have time to think about that. We need to find him as soon as possible, before he can kill again."

"I'll put out an alert on police frequencies, listing him as extremely dangerous, a Federal case, and to monitor and report rather than confronting him," Batman said.

"Alright then, you seem to be on top of that. I need to make a quick call to a few old friends, let them know what's going on, see if we can't get some ground support."

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London, England

"Yes, hello, who is this?" The strangely familiar voice on the phone asked.

"This is Martha, who is this?" replied Doctor Martha Jones-Smith.

"Hello Martha. This is the Doctor." Martha nearly dropped the phone in astonishment.

"Doctor?! It's been years! Where have you been?"

"Oh, I've been around. Actually the last time I saw you was only a week or two ago for me. Back with the Daleks stealing Earth, trying to destroy the universe. How long ago was that for you?"

"A good twenty years! I've missed you Doctor, and so has Mickey, though I'm sure he won't admit it."

"Mickey? As in Mickey the idiot, the self-proclaimed tin dog, Rose's former boyfriend, that Mickey?"

"Hey, that's my husband you're talking about!"

"Well then I suppose belated congratulations are in order. Anyhow, I'm calling because I need your help. Are you still with UNIT?"

"No, we went freelance years ago."

"We? As in you and Mickey?"

"Several of us actually. Mickey and I started it, but we've had a few join us over the years. Sarah Jane and her friends joined, what's left of Jack's Torchwood gang, a few over in the States and even some in the rainforests of South America."

"Ah, good old Jo Grant," the Doctor said, and Martha could almost hear the grin on his face.

"We named ourselves after what Davros called us, it seemed appropriate enough. So, Doctor, what can the Children of Time help you with?"

"Well, to put it bluntly, the Slitheen are back."

"What, again?"

"Yes, but this one is particularly dangerous. He's out for revenge, but more than that, he's not like the others we met. They were lower members of the family. This one, calls himself 'Blite,' he's a real monster. He's basically a hitman, and a good one. He doesn't kill for self-defense or even money, he kills because he thinks it's fun. Even the Slitheen family itself prefers to steer clear of him, when they're not using him or being used by him. If we don't find him soon, there's no telling the damage he could do. So what I want you to do is get ahold of your team and any old contacts you still have in UNIT and get the word out to watch for him."

"Alright, will do. Where are you?"

"Somewhere in Central New York, according to Kal-El."

"According to who?"

"You might know him better as Superman." And with that, the Doctor hung up.

"Oh great, another alien with a hero complex," Martha said. She turned as the door opened and her husband walked in. He had been in their equipment shed, cleaning one of their rifles, and old style projectile gun, he refused to upgrade to the new lasers, said they'd never stick, and he preferred the feel and simplicity of a good old fashioned rifle to the complexity of a laser.

"Who was on the phone love?"

"Oh, just an old friend," she said with a grin.

"Which one is it then, Captain Jack?"

"Guess again."

"Don't tell me its Jo again?"

"Getting warmer."

"Sarah Jane?"

"One more."

"No. No way. Martha, it's been twenty years!

"Not for him. For him it's only been a couple weeks."

"Well, I suppose I owe him for the Sontarran."

"Actually I don't think that's happened for him yet. He said last time we met was the Dalek crisis. And anyway, you might be more interested in who's with him."

"Don't tell me- it's Rose."

"Better. He's with Superman."

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As you may or may not have guessed, I titled this Chapter "The Companions" because in it we are introduced to most of the Doctor's Companions for the rest of the story, though I may add a few as I go along, depending on how well they fit. For example, I'm considering adding Luke Smith, Sarah Jane's adopted son from The Sarah Jane Adventures. I would welcome any suggestions or comments on how I might introduce other characters. I'm also having trouble thinking of how to get my villain team together. I have the villainous "Blite" of the Slitheen, but I want him to recruit other villains like Sinestro and Braniac to counter the Doctor's new Super powered Companions. Any ideas?

I'm not too happy with the way the phone conversation with Martha and the Doctor went, it was a bit rushed and the only way I could think of to introduce a few regular companions to the story. But, as it is, I suppose it's acceptable. Hopefully I'll have more written soon, and be able to post another chapter or two in June. Or three or four, if inspiration strikes.

Anyhow, please leave a review for me, I've noticed several people following this story, but no reviews yet. I would like to know what people think of this story, and if I could do better anywhere. Thanks for reading!