Doctor Who: Equestrian Chronicles Series 1

"Good morning, Jeffery!" a woman in her middle ages cheerfully greeted her neighbor, "'ow you doin' today?"

"Hello, Charlotte," Jeffery replied, "What's new?"

"The latest disappearance just occurred a few decades ago," she informed in a hushed voice, "And not to far from 'ere, too."

"So what?"

"So, every generation, on a full moon a boy goes missin'" Charlotte explained, "And tonight's a full moon! I guarantee you, someone's goin' tonight!"

"Next you'll be saying that the kidnapper is a werewolf," he teased,

"Oh, shut up," she gave him an annoyed glare, "But mark my words, someone's goin' tonight, and I sure hope it's not me!"

Later that night,

Jeffery walked around the town, whistling a merry tune as he swayed back and forth.

He was a different bloke from the others. He preferred to go places where others wouldn't. Through this lifestyle, he found many strange and unique artifacts. Tonight, he found a large cave, with a large hole in the ceiling.

"Hello, what's this then?"

He stepped inside, and the first thing he noticed was the terrible smell. Like wet dog. Then he heard a voice. A weak, pale voice.

"Ah, a traveler," the voice said, "Just in time."

"Who are you?" Jeffery asked, "Just in time for what?"

"When this body grows old and weak, I must search for a new host."

"What're you talking about?" Jeffery started to regret his decision to come in the cave. Why did he have to go inside?

"Your questions shall be answered," Moonlight seeped the cave roof. The light revealed a pale man chained and caged. The man opened his eyes.

Jeffery's scream was heard throughout the town.

"Life could be a dream, sh-boom,

If I could take you up to paradise above, sh-boom,

If you would tell I'm the only one that you love, sh-boom,

Life could be a dream, sweetheart,"

"You're really enjoying that Earth music, aren't you?" the Doctor observed, "Nice dancing, but you'll never be as good as me." He did a little dance, shaking his arms above his head.

Boom!

The TARDIS crashed down to the surface of planet Earth. The planet was apparently one of the Doctor's favorites. Constantly under alien threat. Constantly in need of saving.

"If this planet's your favorite, why'd you leave for Equestria?" Twilight asked.

"I was running low on rift energy." He explained, "Normally I'd go to the rift in Cardiff to recharge, but I decided life always is in need of some change, is it not?"

"And you're saying that there's a Rift in my planet?"

"Yeah, the Rift opened in some area of space that lead me all the way across the next ten galaxies. Even the Time Lords didn't know much about your world. Burned up my inner curiosity. All we knew was how peaceful the planet was. Such potential. Such skills. Just like the..." The Doctor's eyes seemed to lose their shine as his voice trailed off. Twilight sensed that there was something on his mind.

"Sorry about that. I should have gotten over this by now." The Doctor shook his head, cheer flooding back into his eyes.

"Soooo, can we check out the old Earth?"

"Oh, yeah! Sure! Equip the perception filter, and don't forget to put on some clothes before you activate it" he lifted his hand and clicked two fingers together, "Onwards?"

"Onwards!"

The TARDIS doors opened, revealing a sight very similar to Canterlot during winter.

"Ahhh, England!" the Doctor exclaimed, "I missed you so much!" He dropped down and kissed the ground. "Looks like the 18th century!"

"Smells kind of..." Twilight searched for the right words, "Funny."

"I know, right?" the Doctor took a big breath, "That's the smell of Good old Britain! C'mon! I'll give you a tour!"

"Actually, it smells like manure."

"It's the Earth, Twilight, everything smells like manure"

"See that?" he took out a brochure from his trench coat pocket and pointed to a picture of a large building with a clock's face on the side, "That's Big Ben, an alien ship crashed through that."

"See that?" he pointed to another building, "That's Buckingham Palace. I saved it from being destroyed by a giant space ship called the Titanic!"

"You seem to do a lot, don't you?" Twilight asked as the Doctor was reminiscing his adventures.

"Yep. So many times that I can tell when something's wrong. This place is normally as busy as New New York. And it's a Saturday. So," he looked around the quiet city, "where is everyone?"

"Look!" Twilight pointed at a newspaper, "Murderer in Scottland? See page 34 for details"

"We're in Scottland, that's nice, love Scottland."

"Hmmm, we have a place back in Equestria called Trottland. That's some coincidence"

"Go Away!"

"Huh?" Twilight and the Doctor turned and saw a frail old lady shooing them off, "If ya know what's good for ya, you best be running away!"

"Why? What's going on here?"

"Someone's gonna go!" she franticly shouted, "That's what I told Jeffery twenty years ago!"

"Twenty years?" Twilight scoffed, "If someone disappeared twenty years ago, I highly doubt that there's anything to worry about."

"Someone goes every generation," she explained, "On a full moon, a boy gets kidnapped, and many would find their livestock, in a bloody pile in the mornin'"

"Oh please," Twilight rolled her eyes, "It sounds like your trying to describe a wolf-pony. Doctor...;"

She looked around, only to have seen that he had run off. Again.

"Three telescopes! Why on earth do you need three telescopes?" the shopkeeper demanded.

"Trust me," the Doctor looked the shopkeeper in the eyes, while taking out a wad of pounds three inches high, "It's better if you don't know."

"Where are you, Doctor," Twilight groaned, "Where are you?!"

"Ughhh, hi Twilight," the Doctor approached, "Could you help me with these?"

'Sigh, Sure why not?" she used her magic to levitate the three telescopes from his arms.

"No, no, no, no, no!" he yelled, "Don't do that!"

"Witchcraft!"

"Run!"

"Good," he remarked, "I think we lost him."

The Doctor had lead them into dark cave and turned to Twilight.

"Never use magic here," he warned, "Never."

"Why not?"

"Because they would kill someone if they believed they saw a witch," he told her, "Even the trails would kill." He took out the screwdriver and readjusted the perception filter.

"And what's that?" Twilight used her magic to pluck of a berry from a plant, hung up on the cave roof.

"That's mistletoe!" the Doctor exclaimed, "It must be near Christmas! According to tradition, The mistletoe is still hung up in farm-houses and kitchens at Christmas, and the young men have the privilege of kissing the girls under it, plucking each time a berry from the bush. When the berries are all plucked the privilege ceases."

The explanation caused Twilight to blush a little. Luckily for her, the Doctor didn't seem to notice.

"Strange, we have Mistletoe back in Equestria," she noted, and turned her attention back to the Doctor, "What're all the telescopes for?"

"The old women, she said that the murders happen every generation, yeah?" the Doctor quizzed.

"Yes," Twilight responded hesitantly.

"And only on full moons, yeah?"

"Uh huh,"

"And I know what it is," he paused for dramatic effect, "It's.... a were wolf!"

"Are you being serious?"

"No!" he laughed, "It's actually a Lupine Wavelength Haemovariform, but were wolf is much more easier to say. Hand me the Electric Light Amplifier"

Twilight gave him a confused stare. She really hated it when he spoke of things as if she would know what it meant.

"The one in your left hand-hoof."

He sonic-ed the telescopes and his 'timey wimey' stuff, as he called it and realized something.

"I don't have the prism!" he felt around his pockets, "I must have left it in the TARDIS!!"

He looked at the cave entrance.

"And now it's night time. With a werewolf on the loose."

"How are we going to get there fast enough?"

He smiled. "I have an idea."

He activated the Screwdriver, turning off the filter. Twilight reverted to her original pony form.

"Giddy-up, Twilight!" he jumped onto Twilight's back.

"You've got to be kidding me."

"Finally!" Twilight groaned, "We're here!"

The Doctor climbed off her back and snapped his fingers again, causing the TARDIS doors to open once more.

"Ohhh, Celestia!" she rubbed her back gingerly, "I can't feel my spine!"

"Are you calling me fat?" he replied irritably, stepping into the TARDIS. When he returned, he was holding a jewel so beautiful, even Rainbow Dash would be impressed.

"The werewolf will be destroyed if drowned in the moonlight that gives it it's power..." he stared at Twilight, "You know, people probably won't take you seriously like that."

Whirrrrrrr- click

"So, how are we going to-" she was stopped by a loud howl.

"Arooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

A crash was heard, and the crying of a child.

"Look, there!" the Doctor pointed to a few hooded men, donning mistletoe covered vests, escaping with a struggling child-sized bundle.

"Stop!" he shouted, "Or you'll make me mad! And you wouldn't like that!"

The men turned around and ran off, into a dark forest.

"After them!"

They ran off, and the Doctor mentioned something.

"That's strange, we're chasing the villain this time," but his brief smile faltered, wearing a similar expression as before, when he was talking about her planet.

"Sorry" he apologized, in a noticeably distant tone.

They stopped at the cave opening.

"It was there the whole time!" Twilight gasped.

"There's no time to stop and stare, ms. Sparkle," the Doctor scolded her, "We need to stop them."

The Doctor and Twilight followed the trail of the hooded ones, but the cave stopped.

"How did we miss them?" the Doctor asked himself, "Unless..."

He once again pulled out the sonic and scanned the surrounding walls.

"Twilight, could you move over there for a moment, please?" he pointed to a spot on the ground.

"Of course, why-AHHHHHHH!" Twilight shrieked as she fell through the trap door beneath her hooves.

"That's why," he smiled, before jumping in himself, "Let's do it!"

Twilight blinked and waited for her vision to clear up. When it did, she saw the Doctor was waiting for her to come to.

"Alright, Twilight," he greeted, "And how did you sleep?"

"Ughhh, what happened?" she rubbed her forehead.

"The hooded people ran off via that trapdoor," he pointed to the hole above Twilight, "I opened the trapdoor with you underneath, and you, well, you were knocked unconscious for a while, but no matter, we need to go now."

"Wait, I was knocked unconscious?"

"Yeah, sorry about that," he sheepishly apologized.

"For how long?"

"Oh, about ten minutes... twenty... twenty nine."

"You really need to be more careful," Twilight advised with a face-hoof.

The Doctor and Twilight ran through the dark corridors. The Doctor stopped and started thinking out loud.

"Mistletoe... Scottland... werewolf... it's all connected!" he grabbed Twilight by her artificial shoulders, "It's the Brethren!"

"The what?"

"They tried to infect Queen Victoria with the Lupine Wavelength Haemovariform! But their group started three centuries ago, and we must be on the second century for them!"

"Who?"

"And in the 19th century, I defeat them! Alright, now that everything makes sense, I can start making a plan. Time's a-wastin'"

"When? What?!"

"This child shall be the start of a new lord! We shall start the new century..."

"Oh, hello!" a voice came from across the room. The monk that was speaking to the newly infected child turned to the door and saw the man and woman that had chased them just before.

"How did you get inside?!" he angrily demanded.

"Ohh, it wasn't hard," he smirked, "Though, next time, for safety precautions, use a wood door."

He took out a small golden stick and tossed it in the air.

"Who ever you are, you shall regret your decision to trespass into the domain of the wolf."

"Really" The Doctor tilted his head in mock confusion, "And why's that?"

"Because it is still nighttime. And we have already released the beast."

A loud roar ripped through the air.

"And that would be him right now," the monk gave them a narcissistic smile, "Have a nice night."

He turned to the others, who were standing in front of a large cage. With a nod, they opened the door, and ran out of the room, adjusting the mistletoe vest and locked the door behind him.

A large monstrous creature walked out of the cage. It's teeth bared and dripping with saliva. It's pupils large and wide, like a dog's.

"Oh, that is BEAUTIFUL!" he squealed in astonishment.

"I guess you have to be a giant, alien monster to get that kind of compliment," Twilight whispered under her breath, a bit peeved off, "So, Doctor, got any bright ideas?"

"Yes, in fact I do. Literally!" he pulled out the upgraded telescope from his pocket ("Their bigger on the inside!") and fired it at the wolf, only to receive no reaction.

"New plan, run!"

They ran through the dungeon-like corridor, and ran around the corner, where a large flight of wooden stairs going up was waiting for them. The stairs led to a long dark hall. They ran through the dungeon-like corridor, and ran around the corner, where a large flight of wooden stairs going up was waiting for them. The stairs led to a long dark hall. They ran through the dungeon-like corridor, and ran around the corner, where a large flight of wooden stairs going up was waiting for them. The stairs went up back to the room underneath the trap door. The run gave them a few seconds rest, but the wolf was nearing closer. The Doctor securely locked the door with his screwdriver.

"There!" the Doctor pointed to the tunnel, where rays of moonlight were dripping out, "There! I can use it to power the telescope!"

He put the sight of the telescope under the light, only to shout out in disappointment.

"What's wrong?"

"The moonlight isn't strong enough," he explained, "If only we we're closer to the surface, or maybe the-"

"You know I can just amplify it with my magic right?"

"Oh," the Doctor responded rather awkwardly, "Do you just use magic to solve all you problems?"

Suddenly, the Wolf burst through the door, sending splintered wood everywhere.

"Now Twilight!"

With a flash of purple light, the moonlight became more focused and concentrated. The light traversed through telescope's inner workings, and shone through the Prism at the end. Light exploded in the room blinding everyone inside momentarily.

As Twilight tried to open her eyes, she could barely make out the faint shape of the werewolf. It slowly faded away, and she could hear a dying howl, as it was incinerated.

When the light cleared, she turned to the Doctor, who was in a state of shock.

"What's going to happen to the brethren now, Doctor?"

"My screwdriver..."

"They all escaped, and I think that the child was infected with the Lupine wavelength haemovariform."

"Not my screwdriver..."

"DOCTOR!"

"Sorry!" he tossed the destroyed, charred device over his shoulder, "To answer your question, the Brethren do get any, but in the 19th century, I'll be there. The Lupine Wavelength Haemoviform was destroyed, or possibly passed on to the Royal family."

Twilight gazed upon the black, burning wreckage that was melting on the floor. "What happened to the Sonic Screwdriver?"

"The blast destroyed it. Along with the perception filter I see."

Twilight looked at her body. Sure enough, her arms and legs were turned back to, well, just legs.

"Sooo, we can't have you walking around Earth like this," the Doctor suggested, "How's about we go check out a little bit of Equestria?"

"Great idea," she smiled at the prospect of seeing her historical hero's, even making a mental list. Starswirl the Bearded, Clover the Cleaver, Smart Cookie, and the first Princess of Equestria to name a few.

"Well then, my good lady,"

"Times a-wastin'."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.