Who?: The Doctor and greeter (Mod/or NPC) What?: Entry landing When?: Now, when ever now is? (April 9th-year unknown) Where?: Tardis; Cardiff, Wales, and then the Purgatory Fountain Rating?: G Status? In progress
The TARDIS jerks to a left and than to the right twisting and turning in the slip stream. It wasn’t one of the best of times for the TARDIS. It had seemed something had been disturbing its path in flight. It forced itself to land on Earth on Cardiff in Wales in 2010.
BLAM!
The Doctor felt the gravity and he too fell down from the controls. He was on his back, laughing.
“I say now, I meant to say now later. I am sorry miscalculated!” he said to his recent companion that seemed to be the mod. He started to laugh, “That was a fiver. Not near a ten, but, least we made it.”
He got up to his feet checked the controls of the TARDIS, “Well, we got to the location on time. I know you want to go visit BBC and all. But, I can’t stick around because they will realize I am real and I don’t want them chasing me down with pens asking for signing a contract. Hold on! I could sue them for using me! I am after all a trademark of alien culture. It is a law at Gallifrey that any intergalactic law of protection of its alien rights.”
“Right, grab your stuff and let’s go check Cardiff shall we?” He grinned at the person who ever was standing there.
The Doctor moved to the TARDIS door. “Oh, go on, you open the doors and walk out first. Go on a take a peak,” the Doctor said, grinning ear to ear as he watched the companion open the door. He waited for their reaction.
He saw the companion walked out. The Doctor followed the person. He had hoped he would see Rose around here the landing area. Well, what he can do just drop off the latest companion and go get Rose.
He looked around to look for the latest companion of his. They had vanished. He raised a bushy brow up. His brown chocolate eyes looked to the left and to the right. “Where did ya go?” He sounded concerned. He walked around the TARDIS. Where did the companion go?
“This is not good, disappearing companions vanishing in mid air!” The Doctor said. Again, he looked around. He hadn’t found the lost companion. He felt his breath shorten and his hearts started to pump against his chest. He didn’t need to lose a companion. He promised one short trip and looked what he had to do. Go and lose them!
He held his hand up. He wanted to see if he could use his powers to sense a power that could have left a trace to find the missing person. He hated himself for this. How could he do this? Was he really getting reckless? Does he have to be the first to come out of the TARDIS now these days and the future?
Stranger things had happened before but this one seemed to make the top. Well, most of his adventures seem to do that him. They get more epical and he found them all new and exciting.
It seemed to go after Rose will have to wait.
The Doctor felt a pull on his hand and next thing he attempted to grab on the TARDIS grabbing the TARDIS with him as he got torn out of Cardiff.
Slamming his head right into the fountain, he stumble trying to catch himself, instead he tripped over the wall and fell back wards and landing on his back. The world had gone black for him. What recent happened to him and what had happen on series five seemed to be a haze. How did that happen? All he knows he felt he was some where else because he saw Purgatory above him.
“Am I dead?” Those were the few words he asked before he went unconscious.
Later. . . (adjust to the circumstances of a new day)
The Doctor slowly opened his eyes. He saw nothing… nothing. . .NOTHING! He started to feel the ground underneath him. He didn’t felt the TARDIS’ underneath him.
He did hear the fountain before him. He can feel the little splatters of wetness from the splashes of the pouring water coming out of the mouths before him. He was wet all ready. Well, his red converse trainers and his knees are wet from landing in the fountain.
He even could smell the cleanness of the water. It wasn’t dirty and it was clean. But, it wasn’t clean clean clean like very real clean. Though, he believed its pure clean water. Water that is very rare to come by on planets he had visited.
The Doctor pulled down his hand and tasted the wetness. Yes, he tasted his own blood and the cleanness water from the fountain. It seemed all his senses had been working except his sight.
“Someone,” the Doctor pleaded. “Is there someone out there?”
The Doctor’s hearts pounded against his chest. What he had to do was move. He had a head injury, a bad one, but he can’t see it. He could regenerate. But, he wasn’t sure of that now. Because he can’t see!
He never liked being afraid, he never liked not having his TARDIS and here he is blind. He was terrified to the bone. He started to crawl on his hands and knees. He reached out for the fountain. He could feel the cold wetness stone under his hand.
“Still have sense feeling,” he said.
He tried to open and shut his eyes. Nothing! He even tried to wash the water in his eyes. Oh, he could feel the bitter sweet cold water in his eyes but nothing. It was all black.
“Who’s there? I need help!” the Doctor crawled feeling his way toward to the area. “This is rather fancy of me. I can’t see…please help!” there was a desperate sound in his voice. He was scared. He was afraid he had lost his sight for good! A Time Lord lost his regeneration power. That could mean he lost his ability. He stopped. No, he could feel the gravity pull rotation of the area but it was all wrong. That had made him dizzy. There was something wrong. He decided to stay.
“I know someone is out there…Look, I am a need your help!”