Lost Companions Chapter 1Across the universe, the stars glittered in unison, a perfect harmony of time and space, twinkling high above the planets. Alien galaxies and burning suns dappled the surreal scenery. Exotic planets of various color and shape orbited their own geometrical points, spinning in a near-perfect circle at thousands of miles per hour. The wind would have whispered coldly across the empty space, had there been any wind in space, and, if there was, the only thing there to enjoy it was a small box, colored TARDIS blue, which made sense, considering it was the TARDIS.
Inside the ship, things looked calm and normal, and the people within were familiar with their surroundings, except for the small problem that almost none of them were supposed to be there.
The Doctor leaned on his knees from where he sat, perched on the railing across from the TARDIS console. He narrowed his bright green eyes, examining the three young women squirming under his gaze. He kept them trapped under his eyes for at least
Lost Companions Chapter 8The Doctor tapped the tip of his screwdriver against the TARDIS console thoughtfully as he transferred a skeptical look between the companions on board who were patiently waiting for him to say something.
"We need a heat source," he finally murmured, sitting back in his chair.
Donna shrugged. "Yeah, cause heat sources solve everything. We all knew that."
"No really," he said, sitting up again. "I need a heat source a really, really big heat source."
"And what are you going to do with it?" Amy said, giving him a withering look.
"I was looking into our problem last night,-" Rose and River shared a look. "-And I figured out that, with a really big, really hot heat source, the TARDIS might be able to track the signal causing us all this trouble."
"Might?" Donna clarified. "As in, 'either that, or we end up mucking about on some really hot planet for no reason'?"
The Doctor shrugged. "Planet, sure, but I was thinking more underground."
Rory made a face. "We already did underground. R
Lost Companions Chapter 4The TARDIS, sure enough, had finished cleaning itself and looked good as new. Everything had been put back in its place and the mysterious squelching noise could no longer be heard.
"Ah, good girl," the Doctor said proudly, patting the soft blue wood over the threshold. "Beautiful machine."
Donna and Martha exchanged a glance, both of them grinning.
The Doctor grandly ushered everyone in and entered last, giving the outside world a dark glance before shutting the door. "Right then," he turned to face the group, clapping his hands together and smiling broadly. "The Shadow Proclamation."
He leapt down the stairs and across the room, flying to the other side of the console and gripping a lever at random to steady himself. He flicked three different dials to the right, pressed a red button, and typed frantically into an alien keyboard before throwing forward a huge, TARDIS blue switch in front of him.
The familiar grind of the TARDIS' breaks started up and he looked over the middle of the
Lost Companions Chapter 7The TARDIS is very big, often a lot bigger than you'd expect. Most people who had ever traveled with the Doctor had seen five floors at most the console room, two above the console room and two below. Most tried not to think about how much of the ship they were really missing out on, mainly because the Doctor could tell a good horror story or two about the stuff trapped inside, but also because the sheer size of it, all jammed inside one little blue box, was enough to make any man go insane. Also, at night, the impossibility of the TARDIS was increased as well as its ability to drive one mad because of the dark and strange things hidden on board that liked to cause havoc in the moonlit hours. People like River, however, gave no care or worry to their sanity and often wondered what else was in the TARDIS especially at night.
Traveling in the opposite time line as the Doctor made it near impossible for River to have any downtime in the TARDIS, and subse
Lost Companions Chapter 3Nine minutes later, the six of them were sitting inside a small, homey diner down the block from Torchwood, mainly keeping to themselves. Donna and Martha were sitting together at the front bar, nursing coffees, while Rory and Amy were curled up in a booth, sharing a basket of chips. Rose found herself sitting in front of the Doctor at a different booth, a basket of chips between them.
She briefly wondered why she'd allowed herself to get into this position. It had been a long time since she'd last talked to the Doctor not to mention he was a different person now. He himself didn't seem to notice her predicament. He was gazing out the window, a faraway expression on his face. Being only human, she found the moment painfully awkward and had to say something.
"So..." She instantly regretted speaking.
He turned away from the window and his gaze focused on her. For a moment he looked excited, almost happy, but then his face fell, like the life had been sucked from it. Rose resisted