The Amazing Adventures of Spitfire and the Doctor

The Amazing Adventure of Spitfire and the Doctor

Ice Skating On Koorharn

Written by Seven81493

Edited by Miss Dark Angel

Preread by Twilightclopple

Getting out of the TARDIS, the Doctor and Spitfire immediately began taking in their surroundings.

“Huh, this doesn’t seem right.”

“What’s wrong, Doctor?” questioned Spitfire, secretly fearing the worst. After all, traveling through the universe could lead you to places you shouldn’t have gone.

“Well,” he began explaining, “We were supposed to arrive on the planet Koorharn. But it seems like we’re still on your planet. What’s it called, by the way?”

“Harmony,” she answered quickly, but not before continuing with, “but where are we exactly?”

Taking a look at their surroundings, the two could see no major differences in the landscape, but the road Spitfire was on before had disappeared.

“Well, it’s about time we went and found out!” exclaimed the Doctor, running off in a random direction, with Spitfire hovering close behind. Shockingly though, it wasn’t too long before they came across a pony tilling some of his crops. Slowing to a walk, the Doctor motioned for Spitfire to stay quiet while he talked.

“Excuse me, sir,” the Doctor began, grabbing the farmer pony’s attention, “might I ask what year it is?”

The pony didn’t respond, simply gaping at the sight of the Doctor, who let out a frustrated sigh.

“Yes, I know I look odd, but can you please tell me the year? Oh, and the day, if it’s not too much of a bother.”

“June fifth, five hundred eleven, sir,” the pony responded quickly.

Satisfied with the pony’s answer, the Doctor turned around. But instantly, he noticed something was wrong. Spitfire looked... haunted. “Spitfire, what’s wrong?”

“June fifth, five hundred eleven,” she responded, simply repeating what the pony had told the Doctor.

“Yeah? What’s wrong, Spitfire?”

“Tomorrow is the worst day in the history of Equestria,” she responded vaguely.

“Why’s that?” he asked, seriously concerned for his new friend.

“Discord comes to power...”

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“Okay, so this ‘Discord’ fellow. You say he’s going to come to power tomorrow?” asked the Doctor, following Spitfire though a very primitive Ponyville. The town didn’t look too different from what she had remembered, but there were certainly fewer ponies. In fact, some buildings were still being built at the moment, most likely due to the increasing migration to Ponyville in the five hundreds. Spitfire chuckled inwardly at that. School had finally come in handy for once!

“That’s what they told us in school, at least. Supposedly, he rises up and overthrows the princesses’ parents.”

“And how long does he remain in power?” he questioned, to which Spitfire shrugged.

“Nopony knows. Supposedly, he destroyed every bit of evidence surrounding his first rule right before he was imprisoned in stone,” she explained as she weaved in between ponies, the Doctor following close behind.

“Imprisoned in stone, eh? That sounds terrifying,” the Doctor said, inwardly feeling sorrow for any creature that had to go through such a fate.

For a few minutes, the two walked in silence, but the Doctor began noticing something.

“Spitfire, why are there no pegasi here?”

Looking around, Spitfire realized that he was right. There were no pegasi. Not even any unicorns. Just a bunch of earth ponies. “Huh, you’re right. And why haven’t any of them reacted to seeing you?”

“It’s beginning...” the Doctor mumbled.

“What, Doctor?”

Grabbing Spitfire and pulling her closer, the Doctor leaned down and began whispering in her ear. “You said he makes ponies crazy? I think he’s here, and his influence is affecting them.”

“So what you’re saying is...”

“Something terrible is going down through the entire town,” he stated matter-of-factly. “We need to move, Spitfire. Do you know of any place we might be safe?”

“But, I don’t--”

“Now!”

“Uh, the Ponyville Library. It’s been there for almost two thousand years,” she said swiftly, suddenly scared of this new, serious Doctor.

“Great, lead the way!” he exclaimed, Spitfire giving a salute and doing just that. As she turned around and galloped off, the Doctor stayed close behind, weaving in and out of the many ponies in the streets. “You’re lucky you can fly, Spitfire!”

At that, Spitfire merely turned around and smirked for a second before turning back.

SMACK!

The Doctor stopped instantly as he saw Spitfire smack right into the side of a large tree with a door on the front. “Ooh... that can’t have felt good,” he said with a chuckle.

After a few seconds, Spitfire began slowly sliding down the tree, and eventually came to a rest at the bottom. Rubbing her head, she looked up to see the Doctor looming over her, a hand extended towards her. Extending her hoof, she felt him take hold of it and pull her up. Finding her hooves, she smiled at the Doctor.

“Thanks.”

“No trouble. Now, is this the library?” he asked, taking notice of a sign next to the door. It was written in a strange language, the likes of which he had never seen before.

“Yeah, this is definitely it,” she confirmed, looking up at the familiar branches of the tree.

“Well, let’s go in, shall we?” asked the Doctor in rhetoric, going to open the door, only to find it locked.

“Guess it’s closed,” Spitfire said, stating the obvious.

“Yeah, well that’s never stopped me,” replied the Doctor, taking out a little silver object with a blue tip. As Spitfire began wondering what the object was, the Doctor put it up to the door and it began glowing. In an instant, she heard the familiar click of a door unlocking, and the Doctor pushed the door open, stepping inside. Spitfire gaped for a second at the technology the Doctor possessed, but eventually walked in after him.

“What's that thing called?” she whispered, hoping nopony was in the library at the moment.

“Sonic Screwdriver,” he stated simply.

“Well, what can it do?” she asked, pushing the topic.

“Oh, lots of things,” he began, “but... it looks like we’re not alone,” he finished, pointing in front of him.

What Spitfire saw made her gasp. A white filly with a pink mane, and the sun for a cutie mark.

“Oh my gosh, it’s Celestia!”

In an instant, the filly turned around, now aware that she was being watched. “Who are you?”

“Well, there goes the element of surprise,” the Doctor said, causing Spitfire to blush embarrassedly. “I’m the Doctor, and this is Spitfire.”

“What are you doing in my home?” the filly questioned

“Alright, I need you to listen very carefully,” the Doctor began, to which the filly nodded, “a monster is going to come tomorrow. He’s already beginning to affect everyone.”

“M-monster?!” the filly yelped out, instantly scared for her life. But in an instant, the Doctor was kneeling next to her, holding her shoulders.

“Celestia, I need you to keep calm. Can you do that for me?”

Slowly nodding, Celestia smiled. “Okay, mister.”

“Alright, good. Now, I need you to stay in this house. Do not, under any circumstances, leave. Do you understand?”

Nodding again, Celestia responded, “Yes, sir.”

“Oh, stop it with the ‘sir’ and ‘mister’ nonsense. Just call me ‘Doctor’, alright?”

Smiling, Celestia nodded once more. At that, the Doctor turned around to Spitfire.

“Now, explain how you knew her name, Spitfire.”

“Doctor, she’s the princess of Equestria in my time,” she explained, causing the Doctor to gape. Not only was Discord about to take over, but it was up to a filly to stop him? That just didn’t sound right. Not only that, but the fact that she lived for one thousand five hundred years afterwards made even less sense.

“But that’s impossible! No equine has ever lived for more than sixty two years, and you’re telling me that she lives for one thousand five hundred?”

“Yes!” Spitfire exclaimed, unable to understand why the Doctor didn’t believe her.

“Ahem,” came the sound of Celestia clearing her throat, shutting the two up instantly. “I’m gonna be a princess?”

Sighing and looking down at Spitfire, the Doctor scolded her. “Now look what you’ve done.”

“Me, you’re the one who yelled!” she retorted.

“BE QUIET!” screamed Celestia, causing the two to stop what they were doing and cover their ears. The first known use of the Royal Canterlot voice, and it was used on the Doctor of all people. After a few seconds, the regained their hearing, and Celestia began speaking again.

“I’m a princess?”

“Apparently so,” confirmed the Doctor, “but we can’t focus on that right now. Right now, we need to learn more about the monster that’s coming.”

“He’s more than a monster, Doctor,” said Spitfire, causing both Celestia and the aforementioned Doctor to look at her, “he’s more powerful than you can even comprehend.”

“Well, his name is ‘Discord’, so he’s most likely a god, or near to being one. His powers reside in the unbelievable, the things that shouldn’t be able to happen. Which means that he’s capable of doing literally anything,” he guessed, causing Spitfire to gape in shock. “Oh, so I was right, then?”

“Spot on, actually,” she mumbled out, still in shock at the Doctor’s seemingly endless amount of good traits. Not only was he a time traveler who helped save what he had called ‘people’, but he was a genius too.

“Alright, now,” the Doctor said, turning back to Celestia, “where are your parents?”

Upon hearing his question, Celestia teared up a bit, and instantly, the Doctor knew what was wrong. Kneeling down, he hugged her close, rubbing her back for comfort.

“There, there. It’s okay. But I need you to stay focused, alright, Celestia?”

Celestia gave a little nod, and the Doctor pulled away from her, standing back up as she wiped away her tears. “Yes, Doctor.”

“Alright, now, do you know of anything we can use to stop him, Spitfire?” he asked as he turned to face the golden mare.

In an instant, Spitfire responded, “The Elements of Harmony.”

“The what now?” he asked in confusion.

Spitfire groaned, unprepared for having to explain what the elements were, and how they worked. “Uh, well, they’re supposed to be like, the six elements of friendship.”

To put it simply, this was one of the few times that the Doctor actually couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Care to elaborate?”

“Oh! Well, the elements are kindness, laughter, generosity, honesty, loyalty, and magic.”

“Magic,” he stated bluntly. “Magic is an element of friendship?”

“Magic is supposed to be friendship, or something like that. I honestly don’t get it.”

“Wait, wait, so let me try and understand this,” he said, gesturing his hands forwards to stop her from talking, “you’re saying that we need to gather these... ‘Elements of Harmony’, and use them to stop Discord?”

“Actually,” she began responding, “we won’t be the ones using them.”

“Then who?” he asked simply.

Slowly, Spitfire rose a hoof up and pointed next to the Doctor, right at Celestia. “She will. Well, she and her sister.”

“M-my sister?”

“Yes, but we don’t have time to talk to her as well. You tell her that we’ll be back, alright?”

Celestia nodded her head vigorously, and the Doctor turned around and began walking with a newfound determination, right out the door which they had neglected to close upon entering. Seeing the Doctor so confident was good news to Spitfire, considering what they were going up against, and she quickly followed behind him, shutting the door in her wake.

“Doctor, where are we going?”

“To find the elements of harmony, and stop Discord.”

“But we don’t even know where to look!” she yelled in argument.

“That may be the case for me, but you know exactly where they are. Now think, where were they originally found?”

“I- I think it was in the Everfree Forest!” she yelled triumphantly, realizing school had paid off twice in one day.

“Okay, but where is this forest?” he asked, needing clarification before they went on their journey.

“Just South of here, let’s go!” she yelled, taking to the air, the Doctor following close behind. Within just a few minutes, the two were at the edge of Ponyville, looking at the forest ahead.

“So, what kind of creatures inhabit this forest?” the Doctor asked. After all, it was best to know exactly what to expect instead of rushing in headlong with no idea what they were going up against.

“Well, none did before Discord got finished with it. Up until then, nothing lived in it,” she explained, making the Doctor chuckle.

“And I thought this would be a challenge. Let’s go, Spitfire,” he called back to her, already having started walking into the forest. Quickly doing as he said, she took to the air and caught up with him before landing and walking next to him.

“So, Doctor, why’d you come to Equestria in the first place?”

“Well, I was meaning to go to Koorharn, the place I said I would take you, but something happened with the TARDIS,” he explained, only serving to raise even more questions.

“What was wrong with it?” Spitfire asked, genuinely interested in the Doctor’s funny blue phone box.

“I’m not sure, actually. She’s been acting up lately, taking me to places I’m not trying to go to.”

“Well,” Spitfire began with a smile, “I’m happy it took you to Equestria. I mean, what other pony can say they’ve gone back in time and stopped Discord!”

“Well, don’t be so sure of that just yet, Spitfire. We still need to find the Elements of Harmony.”

With that, the two stayed silent for a few minutes until they came to a fork in the path.

“Alright, Spitfire, you know the forest, so which path do we take?” the Doctor questioned her, needing her knowledge of the Everfree once again.

Spitfire, though, had absolutely no idea which path to take. But not wanting to disappoint the Doctor, she answered, “Right.”

So they went right, continuing on their journey. But it didn’t take long for Spitfire to speak up once again. “So, Doctor, once we get the elements, don’t you think Discord will be on to us?”

“I wouldn’t worry about it. He’s probably scared to death of them.”

“What do you mean?” she questioned. “They haven’t even been discovered yet, so how would he know about them?”

“Well, he’s the god of chaos, which would mean that he doesn’t have to follow the same rules as everyone else. He probably already knows about Celestia and her sister, as well.”

“But that’s--”

“Unfair?” he said, earning a nod from Spitfire. “I agree, but then again, we already know he loses in the end.”

“That’s true, but it’s still unfair,” she replied with a harumph.

“You know what’s unfair? You being born a ginger while I'm stuck like this,” he stated, causing her to giggle.

“Being ginger isn’t that awesome,” she replied nonchalantly.

“Oh, yes it is.”

“Yeah...”

At that, the two laughed. But it was short lived, as they came upon their first obstacle. A bridge that looked as if it had been crossed one too many times. Planks were missing, and it looked rickety enough to collapse under their weight.

“Alright, we’ll have to cross it carefully, Spitfire,” he said, turning to look at his companion.

But when he looked, she was already gone, having flown across the canyon, much to his chagrin. “Talk about unfair...”

Slowly, the Doctor turned back to the bridge and lowered a foot down onto the first plank. Instantly, the plank fell into the water below, causing him to jump back. After a few seconds, he went to try again, but felt himself being lifted into the air. Looking up, he saw that Spitfire had grabbed him, and was flying him across the canyon.

Realization hit him like a brick. He was over a hundred and fifty pounds, and this pegasus was carrying him like it was nothing. Just how strong was she? But before he delved too deep into his thoughts, he felt his feet touch down and Spitfire released him.

“Thank you for the assistance, Spitfire.”

“No problem. Now come on, I can see something up ahead!” she yelled back, having already left him in the dust before he even realized it. Again.

Letting out a sigh, he began walking forwards. “I can already tell adventuring with her is going to be quite the experience,” he said, a chuckle escaping at the end.

After trekking forward for a few more minutes, he came upon a large stone structure. It looked to be only a few years old, and and it had a large stained glass dome on the top.

No doubt the elements are in there, he thought to himself. That was when he noticed Spitfire was already standing at the door, watching him look over the structure.

“You gonna ogle that thing all day, or are you gonna come inside?”

The Doctor elected the second choice and quickly made his way inside the structure, Spitfire getting behind him as soon as he passed her. “Alright, Spitfire, I need to be very clear. Don’t. Touch. Anything. There could be traps for all we know.”

“Why would there be traps?” she asked, to which he simply shrugged.

“Always expect the worst in places like this.”

The two remained silent after that, the Doctor leading them through every room of the structure. It seemed as if each room was just one large circle, and they were all interconnected by one enormous one in the middle. So, obviously, the goal was to get there. But the question was, how?

“Doctor, I think I found something,” called Spitfire, causing him to walk up to her and look at what she was pointing at.

“A bunch of levers,” he said simply, turning to look at a large door on the adjacent side of the room. “And they most likely control that door.”

“It looks like a puzzle, Doctor. We'll need to solve it before we can get the elements.”

“I don't need to solve a puzzle,” he replied, taking out his sonic screwdriver and pointing it at the large door, “I'm the Doctor.”

With that, the sonic screwdriver glowed blue and the door lowered, allowing the two to pass by. They did just that, and as soon as Spitfire crossed the threshold, the door shut behind her.

“So what now, Doctor?”

“Now,” he began, “we’re in the room that the elements are most likely kept hidden in.”

Taking a look around, the two examined the room they were now confined to. It was a large circle, with just a few statues and a bookshelf on each side. Nothing too impressive, but hey, chambers made exclusively for keeping immensely powerful artifacts hidden away didn’t need to be pretty. They just needed to be big enough to hold the artifacts.

After examining the room, the Doctor looked up and pointed at the stained glass ceiling, causing Spitfire to look up as well. “Those stone spheres painted onto the glass, are those the elements?” he questioned, looking down to Spitfire for the answer.

“Yeah, that’s definitely them,” she responded with a nod.

“Great, then it’s time we started looking around,” he said with a smile, glad they were in the correct room.

“So where do we start looking?” she asked, eager to find the elements and get them back to Celestia.

“See these pedestals?” he asked, pointing to the six scattered around the room, to which she nodded, not having noticed them upon entering, “I think we need to lower them.”

“But there’s no levers or anything. How do we do it?”

“I’m not quite sure. Then again, I never do know quite what I’m getting myself into. Let’s just scour every inch of the room.”

Spitfire gave a nod at that, and the two began searching. Spitfire took to one side and began searching everything in sight. The bookshelves, the statues, even under the rug in front of the bookshelf, but she couldn’t find anything.

The Doctor wasn’t having much luck, either. No matter where he looked, nothing was to be found except dust. But just as he was about to stop searching and go check on Spitfire, he took notice of a strange looking book in the bookshelf on his side. It was brown, but with a golden trim on the spine, and was larger than any of the other books. Taking it out of the bookshelf to examine it, he took notice of the golden horse head on the front.

“I think I found something,” he called to Spitfire as he opened the book to the first page. But instead of seeing words, as expected in a book, each page was just but a picture.

Feeling a bit of a breeze, he took notice of Spitfire, who had landed next to him. “What’s up, Doctor?”

“Well, I think I found a book that shouldn’t exist yet,” he explained, not taking his eyes off of the book, still leafing through the pages.

“What makes you say that?”

“Well, it tells the tale of how Celestia banished her sister to the moon. At least, I think it does.”

“What? Let me see that!” she yelled out, yanking the book from the Doctor’s grasp and looking at it. To her shock, she saw that he was correct. The images in the book were the same as the ones on the stained glass in Canterlot Castle’s throne room.

“I think we’ve stumbled upon an ancient prophecy, Spitfire.”

Spitfire simply nodded dumbly, still looking at the book. So she missed seeing the Doctor take out his sonic screwdriver and open the door that they used to enter the room. However, the noise of it opening broke her out of her stupor, and she began questioning the Doctor.

“What are you doing, Doctor? We can’t just leave.”

However, the Doctor had no intention of leaving, and simply walked over to the levers from before and pushed them all down one by one, causing the room Spitfire was in to shake.

“That’s it!” he yelled out in glee. “The levers were for the pedestals!”

“That’s great, now get in here!” Spitfire yelled at him, having taken to the air to avoid falling over due to the room’s shaking.

“I think I’ll wait for them to lower, actually!” he yelled back.

Well, he thought, this is it.

After a few more seconds, the large room stopped shaking, and he crossed the threshold, stepping into it. Looking up, he noticed Spitfire, and she looked like she had seen a ghost.

“Nice of you to finally join the fun, Doctor,” she said with a scowl.

“Had fun, did you?” he asked in rhetoric, a chuckle going along with it. At that, Spitfire flew down, and punched him playfully on the shoulder.

“That’s for leaving me in the room of death.”

“Well, it all worked out in the end. We’re about to have the elements!” he exclaimed, giddy at the thought.

As the pedestals continued lowering, the Doctor looked down at Spitfire, smiling the whole time. “I told you we'd find them!”

“I never doubted you, Doctor.In fact, this was pretty fun, if I do say so myself.”

The Doctor simply chuckled at that. He hadn't expected it, but Spitfire had proved a great companion to this point. After a few seconds, he looked back to the pedestals, seeing that they had finished lowering. Inspecting them closely, he noticed one sphere shaped stone adorned the top of each.

Taking a chance, he reached out to grab one. But as soon as his hand touched it, it disappeared in a flash of light, with the other five following suit.

Unable to comprehend what was happening, he turned around to Spitfire for answers. But it wasn't Spitfire he was looking at. He was looking into the last set of eyes he wanted to. A set of eyes that belonged to the one creature he stood no chance against.

“Discord...”

To be continued...