I started this at the end of July. And I churned out 5 chapters pretty quickly. Then a week passed before the next chapter, then a month… etc.
But finally my first Doctor Who fanfic is complete at NINE CHAPTERS. It’s also my first multi-chapter fic and my first one to go over 10k.
It would help if I gave the right link.
I started this at the end of July. And I churned out 5 chapters pretty quickly. Then a week passed before the next chapter, then a month… etc.
But finally my first Doctor Who fanfic is complete at NINE CHAPTERS. It’s also my first multi-chapter fic and my first one to go over 10k.
Alone at First (Chapter One) (Chapter Seven)
Ninth Doctor Fanfiction
Set Pre-Rose; A/N references Clive’s website from Rose
There was a special energy on the docks of Southampton that April morning. And not just because they were thronged with people eager for their journey.
Just walking by the immense ship made the hairs on the Doctor’s neck stand up. The potential energy of the moment pulled at the back of his mind, just like in Dallas. But more than a few days removed from the actual event made the buzzing in his head subdued, bearable even.
As the Doctor strolled along the dock, looking for a specific family among thousands, he could see all the possible interventions to prevent the ship from leaving. A crew member to warn or an officer to delay. Or even an engineer to get drunk. The variations played out in his mind’s eye but they all ended in the same result as the “original” timeline. As tempting as they were, he couldn’t let them distract him.
He was walking as fine a line as he ever had in all his years. Using a photo found on a conspiracy theorist’s (The Doctor would have used nutter if Clive wasn’t right) website as an excuse was pretty thin reasoning, but if the photo existed it meant that he had already been here. Now that he knew about it, he had to make an effort to complete the cycle.
So there he was, perhaps the only person walking the dock that wasn’t working or gazing up in wonder at the ship.
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Alone at First (Chapter One) (Chapter Six)
Ninth Doctor Fanfiction
Set Pre-Rose; A/N references Clive’s website from Rose
Awaking for the second time was much less traumatic for the Doctor, except for the fact that he didn’t remember how long he had been awake or when he had actually slid from numb consciousness to dreamless sleep. Once he had screamed himself mute, he simply laid in a heap on the floor. There was no point in getting back into bed. There wasn’t really a point for anything anymore.
He was just thankful that he hadn’t returned to Gallifrey again. Even though last night felt like hours ago, his cheeks were still wet. And just thinking of his dream brought fresh ones.
The only way to get himself to stop thinking was to bang his head against his wall. The pain was a distraction and felt good. He kept at it a few more times. Once she realized what was going on, the TARDIS pulled the wall back a foot without the Doctor noticing. He leaned back, expecting to hit his head again but instead fell over.
A/N: I peppered this with ClassicWho references, an accomplishment given how little I’ve actually seen! (The Deadly Assassin was helpful). If there’s anything you don’t get, I used the TARDIS wikia to make sure everything was right.
This picks up immediately after Perchance to Sleep
He was back on Gallifrey, and had just turned 8 years old. His family had traveled into the Capitol for the initiation ceremony for the Academy. There was a set of scarlet and orange chapter robes with his name on them. As soon as he got them though he crossed it out and scribbled his nickname Theta. Theta was so much cooler than his given name.
“When can I go?” his younger sister whined, not for the first time. Normally he could ignore Gillian when she got on his nerves, which was more often than not. But today she was extra hyper and annoying, excited by the trip into the Capitol and all the hustle and bustle around the Academy. As soon as she found out that her big brother would be going there, she begged her parents to let her go with him. Their mother, Rosanna, gently explained to her that she would have to wait until she turned 8.
Next installment of Alone at First is complete!
The first night sleeping in a new room was always somewhat worse than typical. The feeling was amplified for the first night sleeping in a new body. So The Doctor kept putting it off. He wasn’t surprised when he found himself aimlessly drifting, intentionally delaying it as long as possible. He had even gone the extra step in halting his travels across multiple time zones because even time travelers get jet-lagged.
Since he emerged from the ocean weeks ago he had rediscovered nearly every room of the TARDIS. In her redecorating frenzy she had moved them all around. The first couple he found were the kitchen and the library, two rooms that he seemed to visit the most besides the console room.
After a two week drought I have two chapters in two days?
What is this fic she’s talking about, you think. Well here is the first part, where my Ninth Doctor Pre-Rose fic all started! I also have a whofic link if you prefer to read fics off tumblr.
It was bittersweet to surround himself with so many people. The crowd was animated, and their chatter formed familiar background noise. Except for once it only came from around him and not from within. Maybe one day he would learn to accept the silence inside him, but it was not today. The feeling of emptiness was still too raw and new to get used to.
Still he shifted his feet as he waited with everyone else for the motorcade to drive by. With each passing second the temptation to intervene grew, and so did the tickle in the back of his mind. This was a fixed point in time, the Doctor knew. But he wondered if he would be more or less likely to follow the rules now? They were laid down by his people for a reason obviously, and he had fled their non-interference lifestyle long ago. But even in his most rebellious days he never touched a fixed point in time. What was the point in having fun if the universe was collapsing about you?
After a two week drought I have two chapters in two days?
What is this fic she’s talking about, you think. Well here is the first part, where my Ninth Doctor Pre-Rose fic all started! I also have a whofic link if you prefer to read fics off tumblr.
It was bittersweet to surround himself with so many people. The crowd was animated, and their chatter formed familiar background noise. Except for once it only came from around him and not from within. Maybe one day he would learn to accept the silence inside him, but it was not today. The feeling of emptiness was still too raw and new to get used to.
Still he shifted his feet as he waited with everyone else for the motorcade to drive by. With each passing second the temptation to intervene grew, and so did the tickle in the back of his mind. This was a fixed point in time, the Doctor knew. But he wondered if he would be more or less likely to follow the rules now? They were laid down by his people for a reason obviously, and he had fled their non-interference lifestyle long ago. But even in his most rebellious days he never touched a fixed point in time. What was the point in having fun if the universe was collapsing about you?
Next Chapter of Alone at First is done!
The roundels were back. They weren’t exactly the same but it was hard to miss the circles embedded in the wall panels. That was what surprised him the most, that she would bring them back. He stood on the threshold of the TARDIS and took in her new look. She had given him a completely new desktop theme, bathed in an unfamiliar green-golden light. There were several tall coral struts that climbed from the floor to the ceiling. She must have used a nearby reef.
His spacious console room of the previous iteration was replaced with a smaller more circular one. It was still larger than the early themes, where he could feel claustrophobic sometimes if he had a handful of companions at once. But here felt cozy and expansive at the same time. He liked it.
I have two chapters of Alone at First up but it’s been a week and I don’t have chapter three yet. I have a block that I was trying to get through by starting chapter four. As a result I have more words for that chapter than three.
Changed the title from Alone to Alone at First. Working on the next bit after overcoming some writers block.
