Doctor Who: Date or Alive Chapter 1: Episode 1 - Dates to Come, a Doctor Who + Date A Live/デート・ア・ライブ Crossover fanfic

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Episode 1 - Dates to Come

Thirty years ago, somewhere in the China-Mongolia Border, a mysterious phenomenon that was known as a spacequake has completely shaken the world.

The massive shockwave from the first spacequake had utterly devastated the center of Eurasia which was the largest spacequake that had ever been recorded in world history which had claimed over 150 million people in the total number of estimated deaths and the area where it occurred had resulted in the surrounding area being completely and utterly obliterated.

It was considered the most largest and the most deadliest event in human history.

The world has been constantly shaken by spacequakes ever since...

Japan was no exception to this, but people eventually returned to their normal lives amidst the constant threat of spacequakes' occurrence.

And now...

The Doctor, in the hour of his tenth incarnation, the Tenth Doctor, wearing his usual wardrobe which is composed of light brown Duster-type overcoat, a dark brown suit with blue pinstripes, and red Converse All Stars trainers, was now observing a significant confrontation that is now happening from somewhere down the artificially made shallow hole that replaced everything from the ground.

And he knew what caused it.

For he had been planning for this confrontation and every single event of this world for quite sometime now. For he knew how much things were to change for his student and honorary companion, to one Shidou Itsuka who was now confronting something that is beyond this world. A Spirit. One that had yet to be given a name. A name that the Doctor knew that would forever define who she is.

But the script itself, one that pertains to the events surrounding this world had now been rendered a mere blank; an unknowable future of relativity lies on the horizon, for Shidou himself and for everyone who had ever lived in this world.

The Doctor breathes in and out, sporting a solemn expression, with hands to his pockets, all as the winds gently blow and wave his dark brown suit and light brown Duster-type overcoat, all as he silently observes and knows to himself that he won't be the only one who takes interest in this particular event.

For others will be watching.

Somewhere in a certain bedroom, a young middle school girl with red eyes and very long, light coral-colored hair that is usually tied on both sides with ribbons in a variety of colors, at the present moment, the color white, called the twintail hairstyle, was opening the door with excitement.

This is Kotori Itsuka.

"Oniichan! Time to wake up!"

She begins to pull the bed sheet of a certain bed, thinking that the occupant was sleeping as he was covered inside the blanket.

However...

There was no one to be found as she begins to realize as her face becomes adorned with an expression of surprise.

"Eh!"

She begins to look around through multiple directions for any sign of her big brother as searches for him throughout the surrounding area of the bedroom. But no matter how much she tried her best to look, he wasn't there.

"Oniichan!"

Kotori begins to look around the entire household for her big brother, to no avail as it was apparent that he was no longer present at the house in question. Feelings of concern begin to be felt over her as she tries to look for her big brother to no avail.

"Where did you go?!"

As each passing moment seemed to come from the ticking clock, her worries and concerns grew exponentially, all as her big brother had suddenly disappeared without any warning whatsoever. And this wasn't the first time that this happened.

How many times had this happened? She lost count at the fiftieth time since this happened.

Her brother keeps disappearing every now and then doing who knows what from the side. Normally this wouldn't bother her too much as she has the resources from Ratatoskr in order to search for him immediately, all in due part to her secret role as a Commander.

But no matter how much she tries, even with help and assistance from her crew members in Ratatoskr, they could not locate her big brother in the end, almost as if he simply vanished off the face of the earth.

When her big brother does returns every now and then from whatever he's doing, there was always that smile that on his face that she begins to take immediate notice. A smile that denotes that he had a lot of fun. A smile that denotes that he had a great time.

When she asked her big brother on what he had been doing all this time and where had he been as she was very worried, there was something that didn't seem to be right, noticing the strange solemn look on her big brother's face. Maturity. Experience. A look that both concerned and intrigued her to no end. One that she would be determined to find out if she had any say about it, although with the current situation at present, it seemed that every single time she tries to find out, something else eludes her, almost as if the time to find out the truth had not yet come, almost like there is something that prevents her from finding out the truth.

As she was contemplating all of this with a concerned expression, she spotted from the corner of her eye, a white note paper that was placed at the dinner table. She immediately grabs the note, beginning to read the following:

Dear Kotori.

The food is already prepared at the fridge. I'll be out for a while so don't wait up on me and don't be late for school.

Love, Oniichan.

Kotori begins to have an worried expression that was adorned on her sweatdropped face, all as she holds the white piece of paper with care, with a question that was suddenly blurted out from her mouth, one that carries a tone of worry and anxiety.

"Oniichan... What have you been doing all this time?"

Somewhere in one of many parks of Tengu City, there lies everyone's favorite blue police box - TARDIS - that was neatly parked in a place that had trees waving gently by the wind. And somewhere inside, there seemed to be a discussion that is now taking place.

"Alright everyone, what have we learned for today?"

That was the question of a man of many faces and mysteries, well renown and infamous throughout the meta-millennial cycles as the Doctor, now in his tenth face, his tenth incarnation, the Tenth Doctor, who was now nonchalantly walking through the console, flipping a few switches here and there, all while flashing a winning smile on his face. Accompanying him would be Shidou Itsuka, Touma Kamijou, Conan Edogawa, Kyon, Sota Mizushino, Lelouch Lamperouge, Keima Katsuragi, Kojou Akatsuki, Issei Hyoudou, Godou Kusanagi, Ned Bigby, and Forrest Gump, Jr.

All of them were now discussing a recent incident that had happened during one of the usual classes of the norm that is held on everyone's favorite blue police box. To be strictly specific, one of these classes happened to be dealing with the delicate subject of bomb disposal.

Bomb disposal is an explosives engineering profession using the process by which hazardous explosive devices are rendered safe. Bomb disposal is an all-encompassing term to describe the separate, but interrelated functions in the military fields of explosive ordnance disposal (EOD) and improvised explosive device disposal (IEDD), and the public safety roles of public safety bomb disposal (PSBD) and the bomb squad.

In response to the Doctor's question, Kyon, sporting a deadpanned expression, with hands to his pockets, begins to say in a blunt tone that was tinged with a dry sense of humor. "We all learned from this incident that we should never trust Hyoudou to ever touch a thermal detonator ever again."

"Oh, come on guys! Are you seriously never going to let that go?!" Issei said with an exasperated tone of measure.

"If I were to be completely honest, Issei-san," Conan said with an amused tone. "That was honestly the most hilarious thing that has ever happened to you all things considered."

"Yeah, you should have seen the look on your face when that thermal detonator suddenly exploded right into your face during bomb class. It was honestly a major relief that the device that exploded wasn't deadly and painful, although the clone shock troopers had to be sent for the usual clean ups in case of the usual safety procedures," Godou said with a smile that was tinged with a good sense of humor.

"Ugh," Issei made an exasperated sigh. "Please don't remind me, Kusanagi-san."

"Well," Keima said while touching his glasses in a distant cool fashion. "In Hyoudou's defense, that class was honestly pretty challenging all things considered."

"Oho!," Shidou made a side remark of humor. "Do my ears deceive me or has the God of Conquest himself officially stated that the class that we just had most recently regarding bomb disposal was very challenging for him. Never thought I would see the day."

"I'm just saying it as it is, Itsuka-san," Keima said with a slight smile and with a cool tone. "The lesson regarding the disarming of the bombs during class was very challenging indeed considering the fact that the bombs in question were very advance technology that hasn't even been invented yet in many of our universes, along with the fact that these types of bombs had a very intricate set of designs that needed to be handled with the utmost amount of care if one were to not end up in the hospital or in the morgue to early."

"Well, at the very least, we all learned during that day on not to let Hyoudou-kun near any more of those thermal detonators the next time we have bomb disposal class. Otherwise, it all might just explode randomly on our faces when we least expect it," Lelouch said with a tinge of dry humor.

"Hehahahahaha!" Most of the students/companions begin to laugh as a result of what Lelouch had just said.

"Haaah!," Issei clutches his head in embarrassment. "Why, me?!"

As the laugh was still being sounded by most of the main companions and honorary companions in question, a sudden violent shake begins to vibrate in throughout the TARDIS which resulted in said companions and the Doctor falling down towards the metal floor.

"Woah!"

Sparks of all sorts begin to appear and fly randomly at the console of the TARDIS. The emergency alarms have been automatically triggered as it begins to be sounded which is heard throughout the Public Address (PA) speakers, with everyone from the teachers, students, and everyone else inside the TARDIS listening in on said alarm as they all looked totally disheveled as a result of the TARDIS shaking.