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The Plot:General Plot
As many people know, especially Rose Tyler, going across dimensions
should be impossible...yet we all know how that turned out, don't we?
Our story picks up with the Doctor being without an assistant for the first time in a long time (to be exact, right after Martha left at the very very end of Season 3...minus the Titanic crashing through the side of the TARDIS). Being a Timelord, he had to keep going no matter what, keeping time in place.
All the Timelords were dead, making his job all-the-more-difficult. But one day, while going along with his daily business, the Tardis began to act...
strange...
erratic...just
off.
Something was happening.
He knew that the Tardis was alive, but acting up like this was far beyond anything he had seen before.
What was happening?!
Without warning, a large chunk from the Tardis's vast ceiling un-lodged itself, letting gravity have mercy on the Doctor.
ClunkThe large metal object fell straight onto the Doctors head, pushing him off of the current crisis and into a whole new one, as he fell unconscious.
When he came too...something felt
off...
different...
changed.
Pushing himself to the upright position, the Doctor rubbed his head and looked at all the gauges.
Everything appeared as they should be...no strange readings...no 'WARNING: YOU'RE GOING TO DIE!!!' messages. It was almost like it never happened...other than that throbbing pain that had the Doctor's vision blurring, and the hunk of metal that lay on the ground by his feet...carrying a little of the Doctor's blood with it.
Feeling distraught, the Doctor leaned against the control panel, trying to gather his thoughts.
His head felt fuzzy...yet busy, as if while he was off feeling sorry for himself, the rest of his mind kept on working. The feeling was oddly familiar...but he couldn't put his finger on it.
What was happening?
Taking a deep breath to try to clear his brain, he took another look at the control panel.
"
No..." he mouthed, seeing a statistic on a gauge he hadn't seen before.
The Doctor backed away from the control panel, and began jogging toward an upper level of the Tardis to check something, as he chanted "
No...no...no...no..." over and over again.
Before he took three steps away from the central control station, his balance failed sending him to the ground.
Remaining on his hands and knees, he closed his eyes and listened...just listened.
That
something in his mind that he felt before suddenly made sense...and it went with the readout on the panel. The Tardis had jumped dimensions because of a solar flare that had caught him mid-time-change, causing the Tardis to change
dimension instead of
time. And that feeling in his head...it was other Timelords.
Letting out a roll of laughter, he pushed himself to his feet, still laughing and smiling ear-to-ear.
Apparently in this dimension, the Timelords had beaten the Daleks and the Cybermen. They were still alive...
As he reread the read-out on the control panel, he noticed something even stranger. This
wasn't a parallel universe. It was
adjacent. This universe intersected with the one he was just in - at the very moment the solar flare hit.
A one in a million chance...
Since this universe was
adjacent, that meant that there was no him, Rose, Martha, or any other person he would recognize. It was a like a new beginning.
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