November 16th, 2013


Fanfiction Doctor Who: "Who am I anyway?"

Title: Who am I anyway?
Author: dieastra
Beta: Many thanks again to tardisjournal
Rating: G
Characters: Eleventh Doctor, Twelfth Doctor, Clara
Word Count: 1.430

Summary: After the regeneration, the Twelvth Doctor tries to find something suitable to wear in his wardrobe, while thinking about the past and trying to find out about his new character. And he owes Clara an explanation or two. Many thanks to Tardisjournal for the beta.

Who am I anyway?

It had happened out of nowhere. The Doctor had been investigating strange happenings in a London side street with Clara, when suddenly a laser beam had shot out at them. As a reflex he had thrown himself in front of Clara and the next thing he knew he was lying on the pavement with the tell-tale signs of regeneration starting. He gasped, tried to get up again, but couldn’t.

Clara was kneeling next to him, her eyes wide open, fear in them. Frantically, she clinged to him, trying to find a way to make him more comfortable.

“What’s happening? Please don’t die… please… Do you need a doctor?”

“Ha ha, very funny, never heard that one before…” he managed. She knew as well as he that nobody on Earth had the slightest idea how to deal with his body. And it was too late anyway.

“I need… the TARDIS. Help me, please.”

Luckily they hadn’t parked very far away, and so with her help he made it to the TARDIS in time before someone saw something they shouldn’t.

When he stumbled through the door, the regeneration process had well set in, light coming from everywhere on his body, and he fell to his knees, threw his head back and screamed. In those few minutes before a new body formed, he could see all of life and the universe and all the people he had ever met and lost and sometimes met again. It was too much; not even his brain could take it and so, after a last intense spike of pain, he fell to the floor, passed out.


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