Once a Time Lord, Now a Pony

The Doctor and Twilight were trapped, and they knew it. Or were they? The Doctor turned to Twilight grinning much to her shock and confusion.

"Hey Twilight, guess what I've got?" He asked.

"Is this REALLY the time, Doctor?" She gaped at him. He ignored her even as the hoards got dangerously close and began to reach for them.

"Pockets." He said simply, before pulling out a gun like device and aimed it. But not at the hoards, but at the floor strangely enough. It all became clear, however when a perfect square hole formed and the twosome dropped through it into a storage locker. The Doctor quickly switched the gun to it's reverse setting and filled in the hole right before any of the hoards could drop through.

"What the... I don't even..." Twilight sputtered. "Where'd you even get that?"

The Doctor looked decidedly nervous and a bit sheepish with himself.

"I er... "Liberated" it from one Captain Jack Harkness. Don't tell him, please. I'd never hear the end of it." The Doctor said in response.

"Who?" Twilight asked.

"Oh trust me, something tells me he'll get around to you lot eventually..." The Doctor muttered to himself. Twilight was still confused.

Meanwhile, while all this was going on Princess Celestia had other things on her mind. Even while Shining rushed towards the Griffin Kingdom and his sister he journeyed down to the vault where for the past year a certain stone angel awaited still unmoving even after all this time thanks it's reflection in front of it.

She walked up to it and stared it down. Now normally this would a stupid thing to do, but with the Angel disabled so were it's abilities to inject a copy of itself inside one's eyes.

"No change... Not a one. Can you even hear me...?"

Of course, there was no response.

"Yeah, thought as much." The Princess muttered. All around her, ponies in HAZMAT suits studied the Angel with various devices. This was R.I.F.T, created just for this purpose to defend Celestia's kingdom against all intergalactic threats if the Doctor was not around or for some reason could not lend his hooves. Think of the Kate Lethbridge-Stewart run version of U.N.I.T except only in the MLP world, if you need. The lead scientist, Sunburst turned to her, although it was fairly obivious that if he had a choice he'd not rather look at her thanks to his shyness.

"S-so far as we can see ma'am, it's been dormant. Actually, I d-dare say it might be dead at this point." He explained nervously.

Celestia shook her head.

"No, Sunburst. Make no mistake, this thing is not dead. Only dormant. It's biding it's time, and you and I both know it. If it weren't for it's reflection in front of it, this thing would go on the rampage and kill us all."

Sunburst, on hearing those words took a step or two back.

"I... I see. E-Even you, ma'am?" He stuttered.

"Yes, even me." Celestia finished. Sunburst swallowed. Even the pay he got wasn't worth this...

Back at the hospital, the Doctor and Twilight were on the run... again.

"RUN!" Twilight yelled in fear.

"I am, I am!" The Doctor snapped back. "In this position, I couldn't not run now could I?"

They ran through corridor after corridor, down stairwell after stairwell with You-Know-Who taunting them all the while much to their added annoyance.

"Yes! Yes! Run little bugs, run!"

"OH SHUT UP!" They both yelled at him, quite fed up with his voice for the time being. Eventually, they found themselves trapped in the hotel lobby. They both swallowed, this looked like where they'd make their stand.

"Well, if we're going to go out..." The Doctor said.

"Might as well go down fighting." Twilight finished.

"Oh well, it's been a good old life. Now you creatures, if you want these bodies come and get them. Allons-Y!" The Doctor shouted, before they both jumped into the fray. Twilight fired spell after spell, magic blast after magic blast. The Doctor just aimed his sonic around doing... something, hopefully.

"What are you doing?" Twilight said in disbelief, not for the first time today.

"Using my screwdriver...?" The Doctor asked.

"Well. how's that going to help? Go build a cabinet!" His companion responded. The Doctor muttered "Bossyhooves..." and ignored Twilight's offended look. Just when it looked like all was lost however there was a huge explosion and a wall burst open revealing Shining Armor and his platoon of royal guards along with some griffin warriors as well.

"Shining!" Twilight yelled, joy and hope filling her voice.

"Get... away... from my sister!" He growled as he and his men along with the griffins engaged the hoard. Meanwhile, the Doctor was mentally kicking himself. Sister! How'd he always miss something? Something that important!

After a brief battle, all of the undead were down lying in various states of defeat. Ironclaw had joined the battle at some point, but was defeated by a spell from Twilight and restrained by magical chains. Shining approached him and pointed his sword at the mad griffin.

"You're done here."

"No... please. Don't. Mercy!" Ironclaw pleaded, but to no avail.

"MERCY!?! You dare ask me for that, after what you've done here today? You've got some nerve."

Just as he was about to finish him off, Shining was stopped by the Doctor who pointed his screwdriver at Ironclaw and after a humming noise emitted from it the old and battle scarred griffin's eyes resumed their normal color.

"Yeah, just as I thought. Mind control or suggestion. Reading those files of his, I knew something was fishy. This just confirms it. Now, may I ask... Who did this to you?" The Doctor wondered aloud. He was provided a answer by none other then Ironclaw himself.

"It... It was the king. King Gilded Chest. That's who did this to me. He wanted to reignite the civil war between the two races, and take down Celestia. I didn't want to, believe me but I was forced! Honest!" He whispered, and he wasn't the only one. Whispers broke out between the griffin warriors and Shining's men. Could it be true?

"...So what do we do now?" Shining asked.

"We stop the King. Contact Celestia, she'll want to know about this." The Doctor said.

"Let me go with you, I've got some payback coming, and this old warrior wants to sharpen his claws one last time." Ironclaw growled out.

"Gladly."

END