My Little Galaxy: Time Tots Verse

by ColtKit Productions

Rating: teen
Tags: Adventure, Crossover, Doctor Who, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Human, Naruto, Spike, Science Fiction
Length: 34464

The 10th Doctor adopts Spike & other young heroes after tracking down his descendants. He accidentally spliced their genes together to create a new race

The Story structure of this fic is modeled after FiM. With mostly slice of life stories and occasionally an epic adventure, but those will be somewhat rare as mostly it will focus on character pieces.

Danny Phantom will get a lot of attention at the beginning, as the Time Tots are just babies and not very interesting at the start.

This is not a continuation of the Main Universe of my crossover fic series. Rather this is another Dimension that takes place in that multiverse, like "My Little Galaxy: Star Trotter Verse" and "Jelly Brains", all of which take place in different dimensions connected to the main universe. The Main universe fic, simply called "My Little Galaxy", is still under construction. Please be patient.

This Fic's Summary

The Doctor finally gets the nerve to see what happened to his granddaughter & learns she died at the hands of Voldemort, but not before having a son with Emerald Eyes. Tracking down other orphaned Descendants, the Doctor raises the future champions of the universe: Harry Potter, Naruto, Danny Phantom, MLP Spike, Son Goku.

He tries to bring out their Time Lord traits (all but Danny) and accidentally gives them the traits of all their races plus Time Lord. Now the boys are a mix of Wizards, Saiyans, Uzumaki Shinobi, Equus Dragon, and Time Lord.

Meanwhile:
The 42 faces of the Doctor find themselves splintered off as separate entities. All because the 10th Doctor was able to track down his family, and the Valeyard tried to prevent the changes that caused.
Uses all the TV Series Doctors but later uses original Regressions of different races.

Warning:
Occasional Spanking

Published 2019-03-26 02:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-08-30 03:50:01 UTC

Ch1: Sometimes, Hope is worth it

Doctor Clockwork Whooves felt it, a shift. There was something wrong with the universe. No, not wrong exactly... something... new?

The Time Pony stepped onto his wife's balcony. This still didn't feel like home. He had lived here for decades now but it still wasn't home... it was the next best thing. It was were his family lived.

"Doctor?" Derpy stepped out from their bedroom and onto their connected balcony. The prettiest Pegasus in the universe came to stand beside him.

"Something is coming," Clockwork informed, as he looked out at the stars, "No, that's not right. Something already happened... something terrible... yet wonderful. Our dimension feels... wrong... I never felt it before... maybe there was nothing to feel before this..."

Derpy grinned a wide grin, "Is it adventure time, Doctor?"

The Doctor smiled, "No. At least... not yet," he looked into the sky as yellow flames consumed it then died away a moment later.

Derpy gaped at the sight, well the Doctor understood the implications better, "So that's why it feels wrong," the Doctor smiled, "False Alarm," the Doctor began trotting back to bed, "Guess I'll just have to get used to how this dimension feels,"

Derpy blinked at him, "So the sky burning regeneration gold isn't something we should be concerned about?"

"Not really," The Doctor smiled, "happens a lot actually,"

"It's a first for me," Derpy snarked.

"You're only aware of it because you've been in the TARDIS," The Doctor explained, "Time Travel gives you a higher awareness of such things. We just witnessed the birth of a new dimension, very pretty. Though I wonder what caused it?"

Derpy grinned, bouncing a bit, "Seriously!? What dimension Doctor?"

"Ours,"

● So Many Faces Ago,
with the 10th Doctor

"You have a GRANDDAUGHTER!" Donna screamed as the Doctor covered his ears.

"Blimey, if you were even an octave louder my ears would implode," The Doctor yelped, rubbing said ears.

Donna just stared at him, mesmerized. Then back at the old black and white photo. It was being used as a bookmark for one of Anne Frank's novels, "If that girl is your granddaughter then who's the geezer!? Your dad?"

"No..." The Doctor sighed, "That's me,"

"What!? How much work have you had done!?"

"Time Lords are like Phoenixes," The Doctor tried to distract her, "Each time we die, hopefully as a result of old age, our body bursts into a fountain of energy and our body changes. We call it Regeneration,"

Donna gaped, "You're making that up,"

"Nnnnope," The Doctor clicked his tongue.

Donna continued to gape, then shook her head, "Guess that would explain how you're nine hundred and six years old,"

"Weeeeeelll that's more a guess, and a lousy one at that. Each face can potentially live for thousands of years and I've died of old age a few times but most of my other faces tend to die tragically young... In reality I have no idea how old I am. I just set the TARDIS to pick a random number and I have been counting up from there,"

Donna stared then snapped, "You're blooming mad if you think I'm going to believe all that! Don't district me, who the bloody hell is this girl!"

"My Granddaughter," the Doctor insisted.

"Well where is she!? How come I've never heard about you having a family!"

"Because they're dead," The Doctor informed and Donna went completely quiet, "... probably," the Doctor reluctantly admitted.

"PROBABLY!? What you blooming meaning 'Probably'?"

"... I never knew my parents," The Doctor admitted, "My father was some important man in European history, and no I won't tell you who... because I don't know... my mother was a Time Lady... who couldn't bear the shame of having a hybrid child and gave me up for Adoption... I came to Earth when I found out, looking for my father... and did some very bad things in the naive belief I was helping the planet... I thought I could fix so much with a global government... so I tried to conquer it... left after I realized I was doing more harm than good," the Doctor sucked in breath to compose himself, "Traveled a bit, the usual, or rather what would become the usual,"

"The Master was there, you won't know him, and no it isn't some S&M thing. It was just the name he chose, like how I'm the Doctor. There is power in a name. We were friends, back in school, and he wanted to help me but that is when we... when we both went through our heats, happens once every thousand years or so after regenerating. Most of my faces don't live long enough for that. The heat, like regenerating, was created through genetic engineering. A way of slowly increasing our population while not overwhelming our planet's resources thanks to our freakishly long life spans and multiple lifetimes...

"Anyway, the Master became pregnant and we had a kid... we were a happy family for a while but after our son and his wife died we parted ways... the Master blamed me... as he should, my fault... the boy wanted to be like his old man and did something insanely stupid and dangerous... only unlike me it didn't work out for him and his wife died with him... I took in their child and raised her... when I left Gallifrey I took her with me. Eventually, after we had been traveling for a few hundred years, she decided to stay on Earth and I never learned what became of her,"

The Doctor gasped for air as he got it all out.

"That's too much for even you too make up," Donna looked down at picture.

The Doctor smiled, "Not everything I say is a lie,"

Donna pushed, as she always does, "Why didn't you ever go see how she was doing?" The Doctor remained silent but Donna wasn't dropping it, "Doctor?"

"Because I don't know what I will find... after the Time War so many of us died... I was only allowed to live as punishment for committing genocide against two races... she would be dead to..."

"You said it yourself, she's part human,"

The Doctor froze.

"Maybe you survived not because of some divine punishment. Maybe the weapon you used could only target pure blood Time Lords,"

The Doctor gulped. There was something in his eyes. Some glimmer of an emotion he long forgot he could feel. It took him a moment to decipher what it was... hope.

That would also explain how the master survived. He had trapped himself in the body of a human at the time... still, "What if you're wrong?"

"Then you'll be heartbroken," Donna looked strangely serious, "You will mourn for years, then, like everyone else, you will move on. But imagine if I'm right, and you actually do have family out there?"

Lily Evans, as she was calling herself then, had had many lives. Susan, Miss Frizzle, Lady Gaga, all so which were endless fun. 12 regenerations, all 13 lives, this was her last... and by far the one she was most proud of.

Her current husband fought valiantly, full of passion and courage. It was how anyone should like to live in their final moments... to truly rage against the dying of the light... and was how she lived hers. She faced the dark lord and goaded him to attack her, and the moment he did his fate was sealed. The trap was set. Her own son would become champion to the universe. She knew he would... because she heard it, that sound she longed to hear for the last few hundred years. The Wheezing mechanical groan of the TARDIS.

Look after him Grandfather... Look after them all...

The Doctor's heart sank as he stepped out of his TARDIS. The house before them was burning, looking as though a bomb went off. Yet it appeared as though the fire had mostly died. Still the sky burned a bright yellow. It took the Doctor a moment to realize what that meant. He shook his head and headed for the house. He would worry about parallel realities later.

There were dozens of bodies on the street, most of them appeared to be the attackers judging by the blast pattern and body positions. He heard Donna gasp behind him and try to steer him away, but now that he was here he had to see... he had to.

They stepped into the house, looking at the smoldering ruins of a suburban home. Going up the creeky, the Doctor followed his other worldly senses. Tracking the essence of a Time Lord.

When they got to the final room upstairs, the source of the explosion, the Doctor felt his heart stop... with... an unfamiliar emotion.

"It's okay Doctor," Donna tried to insist, "Everything will be alright,"

The Doctor realized he was crying, and that Donna misunderstood his tears, "No Donna. This... this is wonderful. Absolutely brilliant. She survived the time war. This," He knelt by the body of the redheaded time lord, "This was her last face. Her very last face. Lucky number 13... This is the ultimate proof that she had a full life... still fighting the good fight after I'm gone..." He lightly touched her hair, "And took whoever she was fighting down with her. She couldn't make me more proud... maybe I'll run into a younger regeneration of hers now that I know what I'm looking for," He stood tall.

"Doctor," Donna spoke strangely gently as her own mind tried to reject where they were, "We're in a nursery," looking at the colorful wallpaper, covered in burn marks... and the crib in the corner...

The Doctor quickly pounced at the crib and picked up its occupant. A small baby, a little over a year old... it wasn't moving... On closer inspection Donna was relieved to find it was breathing, but the child appeared to be unconscious. The Doctor quickly waved his sonic screwdriver over the child and sighed with relief at the scans the wand-like device recorded.

"Just a bit of magical exhaustion," He held the baby close and looked around at all the destruction, "The little guy did this,"

"Did what?" Donna asked.

"He blew up the house,"

"It did what!?" Donna gaped, "How can a baby blow up a house!" she didn't really ask. More like trying to get him to see the ridiculousness of that statement.

Still the Doctor answered, "It's more than just him. The sheer energy pulsing in this tiny body," He frowned and looked at his granddaughter, "Oh Susan... what did you do...?"

"Doctor! You're doing that thing again," Donna groaned losing her patience. She was trying, she really was. The Doctor just lost his granddaughter and effectively became responsible for her child, but the Doctor did this all the time.

"What thing?" The Doctor blinked.

"That thing where you spout gibberish and expect other people to know what you're saying," Donna rubbed her temple and tried to keep her voice calm.

She was trying to be understanding but from what she pieced together this place actually gave the Doctor comfort. Of course it would. He was always surrounded by death. Knowing how his granddaughter died wouldn't trouble him. He probably came here intentionally to see if she had a good life before she went. The fact this was the woman's last life did nothing but comfort the non human... Half human... he was half human so maybe for all his strangeness this was getting to him. He just wasn't showing it.

The Doctor frowned, "Sorry... You know how you became the incubator for those particles when we first met and it permanently gave you limited energy manipulation, AKA Mass Effect Biotics. Well some species can do that naturally, to an even greater extent, specifically a human subspecies that evolved on Earth. They have an extra circulatory system that spirals around the veins. Instead of pumping blood, this pumps energy many of the more civilized (well I say "civilized") worlds call Chakra. It is pure concentrated energy that, when combined with their limited psychic powers, allows for some devastating and near reality warping displays,"

"Doctor..." Donna rubbed her temple, "Make sense,"

"The baby is a witch," While Donna gaped at him he explained, "Well the male word would be 'wizard' but point is he's got what primitive civilizations call magic... a lot of it actually... far more then he should... A Time Lord, a 4th dimensional being, breeding with a descendant of the Eternals... would create quite the battery but it's more than even that... Susan used to give him her own lifeforce ontop of that,"

His eyes lingered at another body in the corner that Donna hadn't noticed, "Susan tricked her attacker to use his energy to transfer her own to Harry,"

"Harry?" Donna blinked.

The Doctor pointed at a burnt picture frame on the floor. It looked like it got knocked off the table in the blast. The words "Harry James Potter," etched on it.

Donna put the pieces together. She was getting used to deciphering everything the Doctor said, "Okay so the kid's got Time Lord magic, Witch Magic, and his mother's magic,"

The Doctor looked at her, "I have enough raw energy in me to power a planet but this kid... He could very well become as powerful as an Olympian if trained properly... He's a solar system buster... we can't leave him here. Who knows what The Witches will do when they realize what he is capable of,"

"I already assumed we would be taking him with us," Donna scuffed.

The Doctor... smiled.

● Amity Park, Earth

Danny Fenton... had lost them all... his family... his friends... everyone. The 14 year old didn't know what to do but go to Vlad... but he never made it.

A box, a blue phone box, began to fade in and out of existence in front of his hospital bed. The moment it was solid a man popped out wearing a blue pin stripe suit and brown overcoat... and sand shoes.

"Hello Daniel," The man looked serious, "I'm your great great great great Grandfather, on your mother's side,"

"Are you a ghost?" Danny asked. The man didn't feel like a ghost.

The man smiled a bit at that, "Well with how ancient I am I might as well be," His face got serious again, "I know you are going through a hard time right now, and you don't see a lot of choices for yourself. I'm here to give you another option... Come away with me... to the stars,"

● Planet Elemental Prime

The Doctor walked down yet another battlefield. This time it was the aftermath of a literal Army, hundreds dead. He walked up to a man wearing a white cloak with fire-like trim. A dead man, seemed to be the running theme.

The man was clutching a crying baby in his arms. Protecting the child even in death.

"I'll take it from here," He promised the corpse, picking up the little blonde child... with whisker marks on his cheeks and a seal on his stomach, "Naruto?" He said to the baby as he turned and started walking back to the TARDIS, "That's a nice name... sorry lad I won't give you any ramen... because you're too young... Just because your mom ate a lot of ramen when she was pregnant doesn't mean you can eat as much as you like now... because it's bad for you!... It is! You haven't even got any teeth to chew it!... Oh you're going to be a troublemaker, I can tell... I wouldn't count on that. Most grownups forget how to speak baby so you are stuck with me... Oi Language! Keep talking like that and you won't get any Ramen until your 30!... No little one, we can't wait for daddy to wake up..."

● Planet Z'Kai

Goku hugged his Grandfather's motionless body. Tears leaked from the toddler's eyes as he hugged the corpse. The little boy could do nothing but wailed in despair.

"Goku,"

The little boy turned his head to see a skinny man in a long coat. Other than Grampa, Goku had never seen a different person before.

"I'm the Doctor," The man began to explain.

"DOCTOR!" Goku yelped as he stood up, "Grampa told me about people like you! You can make him better right!"

The man frowned, "No little one, I can't,"

"B-but Grampa told me doctors fix people!" The little boy wailed, "Why won't you fix Grampa!?"

"It's not a matter of won't, so much as can't," The man sighed, "He is beyond my help," he walked up to the little boy and crouched down on his level, "Let me show you how to say a proper goodbye,"

The little boy continued to cry over his Grandfather's corpse as the other man dug a large hole a little to the side of the house. Goku wasn't sure what the hole was for, and frowned when the man laid Grampa into a blanket. He started crying again as the man put the body into the hole and proceed to bury it. Afterwards the man built a small shrine out of rocks and placed them at the head of the grave.

At the end of it all the man had Goku stand next to him at the foot of the grave.

"I know you bare him no ill will," The Doctor said to the newly built shrine, "You always knew there was a chance this could happen but did you falter, no. You risked everything to do the right thing. You're my kind of man. It pains me to know I never was able to meet you in person but Timelines you know... I'm risking enough just coming here... but don't worry. I won't let that scare me off any more than it did for you. I promise to look after our grandson,"

Goku blinked at the man. He was a grampa too?

"Now you say something," The man encouraged.

The little boy frowned, then did the only think he could do. He hugged the dirt pile, "I'll miss you grampa," those simple words meaning far more then the Doctor's entire speech.

"Come on," The Doctor tried once Goku stood up again, "It's time to go,"

"What about Grampa?" The little boy asked.

"There is nothing more we can do," The Doctor insisted.

"No!" Goku stomped his foot, "I'm not leaving grampa!"

The Doctor frowned, "We will visit him often," he tried.

"I'm not leaving him EVER!" Goku declared with all the devotion a toddler could muster for their beloved parent.

The Doctor sighed, looking up at the setting sun, "Alright," he strangely relented, "I'll be back tomorrow morning. Remember to get inside at night and don't look at the full moon,"

"Will the monster that got Grampa get me?" The little boy gulped.

"Not so long as you don't look at the moon," The Doctor assured, "When you look at the Moon, the monster looks back,"

The little boy nodded as the tall man walked off into the forest. The sun was fully set now. Goku wondered back into his and grampa's house, being sure not to look at the moon so the monster couldn't see him.

● Planet Equus

Celestia stood over the tiny dragon's crib. How did a dragon egg get mixed up with the Couatl? How did that filly even hatch it?... and what was the Sun Princess supposed to do with it now? She didn't know anything about dragons. They were such reclusive creatures and were proud of their secrets. She wasn't even sure what she was supposed to feed the baby.

As Celestia pondered, her ears twitched. Swirling wind filled the room as a blue box faded in and out. A strange man stepped out, "Doctor?" Celestia blinked. She didn't recognize this face. She was aware there were many Doctors out there, most weren't even ponies, but this one... his eyes. This one was actually younger than herself.

"You know me?" The Medical Student, as Celestia decided to dub him, stepped away from his box.

"Spoilers," Celestia smiled.

The Medical Student scowled but decided to move on, "Then you probably know I'm tracking my genetic blue print throughout space and time," He nodded at the hatchling, "A few dozen generations apart but no mistaking it. That's a Time Tot,"

"He looks like a dragon to me," Celestia smiled, hoping to banter with a Doctor again. It had been so long.

"My guess is my granddaughter regenerated into a dragon. An Equus Dragon no less, doesn't she have all the luck. Their version of puberty only last a couple days. Talk about luck, for me that is. Got a whole literal boat load of children and they are bound to go through that little terror of an age around the same time, don't know how I'm going to deal with that. Did you know one of these kids is actually half dead? Going to be stuck as a hormonal teenage for all eternity, ain't that rich?"

Celestia sighed, he was certainly chatty but not really bantering. Of course not, he didn't know her, "So I take it you wish to take the hatchling with you,"

The Medical Student got a serious look on his face, "I'm taking it on myself to look after my descendants that got left behind. The ones that became orphaned with no other chance of a proper home. I can only assume the only reason my Granddaughter didn't do it herself was because I already had from her perspective,"

Celestia smiled and floated the cute hatchling over to the Medical Student.

The Medical Student looked suspicious as he picked the dragon foal out of the air, "You seem eager to be rid of him,"

"I trust you," Celestia explained, "I'm sure he'll do well in your care. If your anything like your counterparts you should have a knack for child rearing."

The Medical Student looked at her with a glare, "Spoilers," and turned to walk away.

Celestia got one last word in, "Say hi to Professor Starswirl,"

"Oi! Stop it!" The Medical Student demanded as he got in his TARDIS. The doors immediately closed and the box faded out of existence a moment later.

Celestia smiled, "I know you'll do right by him,"

● In the Time Vortex

The Doctor brought the final baby into the sickbay of the TARDIS.

"You're Granddaughter gave birth to a lizard?" Donna gaped.

"If it helps she was likely a lizard as well at the time," The Doctor smiled as he set the hatchling on a table with rails, next to his infant cousins, "And he is more a distant descend. Most of them are," He looked at Donna with giant smile, "My family thrived, Donna. Each of Susan's face lived a full life, at least to the point she went through a heat during each one.

"Each face had a family, a baker's dozen family lines... and these are the only orphans that other family members weren't able to claim... and they're all heroes,"

"Wha'cha mean? Heroes?"

"Each and every one of these children are destined to grow up and save their planet, on numerous occasions no less. I'll have to bring them back to their worlds frequently, so as to not disturb the timeline too much. I would like to think it's just the glory of Susan, giving birth to the saviors of worlds... but if I'm honest with myself that is a trait she got from me,"

The Doctor stroked the sleeping dragon's fin, "My blood has been saving the universe for generations and I didn't even know it,"

"That's some legacy Doctor," Donna commented.

The Doctor pulled an extra like machine down, "I just need to isolate the Time Lord DNA and bring it to the surface, activate their third chain of chromosomes and what not,"

Donna blinked, "Is that safe,"

"Of course, common medical procedure on my planet," The Doctor assured, "At least with Hybrids. They won't feel a thing. Then they will have 2 hearts and a Chakra circulatory system and... they will live as long as me, all 13 lives will. They won't exactly regenerate like I do. They are too distant for that, so they can't recover from any instantly fatal deaths, but their own internal Chakra system will work with their hearts to repair the damage when they're dying and get everything working again. They won't change their face, or even their age, but they won't normally die and will have lifespans as long as mine."

As he talked he fiddled with the controls. The Dentist style xray machine shining a light on the babies. The babies wiggled and giggled, as if the light tickled them.

"What about that Danny kid?"

"If I tried this on him it would likely kill him. The machine wouldn't even know what to do with him. His organs are barely functional and he already has an immortal's lifespan. There is more danger than benefits to even attempt the procedure on him... You haven't asked the obvious question though,"

"Asked what?" asked Donna.

"If I can do this to you," The Doctor pushed a few more buttons, "Give you a Time Lord's near immortality,"

Donna stared at him.

"Didn't even occur to you to ask,"

Donna shook her head.

"It would be a more invasive surgery for you, as I would have to graft the 3rd chromosome chain and reconfigure your circulatory system to accommodate 2 hearts. You'll still have a human lifespan but you will partially regenerate once you start dying like the kids and-"

"Doctor-" Donna put a gentle hand on his shoulder, "I don't want that,"

"Donna..." The Doctor looked at her, "You gave me back my family, let me repay you,"

"I'm your friend Doctor," Donna smiled, "You don't owe me anything. You hear me, nothing. Besides, with how horrible a pilot you are you think I would trust you to carve up my insides,"

The Doctor smiled at her, "You really are something,"

"I'm really not," Donna insisted.

The Doctor smiled at her, taking his eyes off the machine. Then jumped as he heard beeping. He looked back to machine and gasped see and blinking light.

"No no no NO!!!" The Doctor gasped as he began fiddling with the dials.

Donna felt her chest tighten, "What's that sound for!? That's not a good sound Doctor."

"I should have put them in one at a time," he growled. "Don't worry, the safety protocols are on so the machine just needs to compensate and make further adjustments to their biology." The Doctor looked at Donna, and swore to her, "They'll be alright."

There was a burst of yellow light, which forced both adults to shield their eyes but once the lighting returned to normal the babies...

They were still babies, the Doctor was thankful, their age hadn't changed but... they looked... slightly different. They all appeared humanoid with big anime style eyes. They had dragon wings and a monkey tail, sharp teeth with a tiny bit of fang sticking out of their months. Spike looked humanoid now, only with green hair.

"Bugger," The Doctor groaned as he pulled out his Sonic Screwdriver and buzzed at the kids with the blinking blue light. "Good thing the machine is more competent then I am. It reaffirmed their genetics to create... a brand new species. They have all those nice Time Lord features, plus a traits of all their original species. A Wizard's magical Awareness, combined with a Shinobi's Chakra pathways design (allowing for the body to channel complex Jutsus), a dragon's breath... wait.." the buzzing whiched to whirring, "A Purple dragons ability to channel the core magical elements... minor healing factor of The Uzumaki Clan, even larger Chakra reserves... how's this? A Saiyan's durability and even the potential for their transformations."

The Doctor picked up a stray hair on Naruto. "A Saiyan tail hair, must have gotten on me well I was helping Goku bury his Grandfather... it has some skin on the end, so the DNA must have gotten mixed in as well. I must have transferred it to the babes... I wanted Time Tots... and ended up accidentally creating a new species..."

"Sounds like your kind of screwup," said Donna, "But their really okay?"

"Yes, perfectly healthy... whatever they are." The Doctor lightly wiggled his fingers in front of the tots. Spike giggled and grabbed a hold of the hand with a claw. The Doctor switched his machine off and put it away.

"Hello my little abominations," He smiled affectionately as Harry began sucking the man's fingers well Naruto kicked at Harry. After a few minutes of cooing at the babies, as they assured him they were okay, the Doctor spoke, "It's been so long since I was a grandfather."

"I don't think that's the right term Doctor," Donna informed, having shoved her way into the babies' view.

"Oh?" The Doctor blinked.

"You're more like a father,"

The Doctor stiffed at that revelation, as if he truly hadn't made that connection, "I suppose I am... been even longer since that happened..."

"You'll do fine Doctor," Donna assured.

"Does that make you their mom?"

"Oi, Watch yourself martain boy," Donna glared, "I'm the fun aunt," she proudly declared, as if it was obvious.

"Fun aunt it is," The Doctor smiled, "That works better for me anyway. You're not my type,"

"Oi, What's that supposed to mean!?"

● Later That Day.

The Doctor looked at the picture curiously. It was the one Donna found. How it got in that book he couldn't fathom... he had locked all his old pictures away yet this one was being used as a bookmark. Stock in the pages of a novel he read frequently... how did it get there?

Looking up at the TARDIS as it gently hummed the Doctor smiled. He lightly stroked the console, "Was this your doing?" There was a bell like hum which echoed through the TARDIS. "Thank you." The Doctor smiled. "You're always looking out for me, Sexy." He patted the console and stood up.

"Doctor!" Donna was screaming. "Doctor I need you to put your gizmos to use!" She said rather panicky about something.

The Doctor found her running around sickbay with the younger Time Tots cooing on the exam table.

"Doctor!" Donna howled running around like a chicken with her head cut off.

"Yes?" The Doctor blinked, slightly tilting his head as he tried to understand why she was acting this way.

"Don't bloody well look at me like that you idiot," Donna snapped. "We got to help them! Something is seriously wrong."

The Doctor blinked. "Whatcha mean?"

"God your thick! The babies, Doctor, they haven't used their diapers since you got them!"

"I just changed their diapers ten minutes ago." The Doctor rolled his eyes.

"They should be doing more then PEEING you moron!" Donna snapped.

"They should?" The Doctor blinked. Then it clicked. He tried to hide a smile and couldn't resist having a bit of fun with her. "More how?"

"By god you ARE an idiot," Donna wailed. "They should be, you know, messing them to."

The Doctor tilted his head to the other side.

"FOR FUCKS SAKE," Donna screamed and the babies started crying. "They should be shitting themselves! It's been hours since we got them! Something is horribly wrong."

The Doctor thought about the terminology a moment. "Oooooooooo, your worried they aren't excreting waste." He laughed. "Is that all?"

Donna slapped him.

The Doctor blinked staring at her, realizing teasing her like this might not have been the best idea. She was obviously taking this very seriously. "Donna." the Doctor rubbed his cheek. "Time Lords don't excrete waste. Our upper intestines absorb all the nutrients then disintegrate what's left and uses the ash to feed our Chakra pathways. The Tots don't even have lower intestines anymore. Instead they have something similar to ovaries for reproductive. The anus is, well, pretty much your girly bits."

Donna was staring at him like he was, well, an alien.

"I told you I moved their organs around to bring out their Time Lord Genes. We don't ever have to worry about that particular grossness."

"Well you could have bloody well told me!" Donna snapped. "When a human baby doesn't do that it means something is seriously wrong! It means they are likely DYING!"

The Doctor blinked. "Not much of a prank then."

She slapped him again and stored out.

The Doctor sighed. "That's what I get for trying to be funny." Humans really did take all those gross things they did seriously.

Danny sat in the console room, looking out the open door of the TARDIS, at the wonders of space. His feet dangling out in the void well he sat on the edge. His elbows on his knees and his hands on his chin. It should mean more to him, but truthfully he felt kinda numb. Maybe he should have gone with Vlad... it was kinda cool that mom was descended from aliens though. It would explain why she was so damn brilliant...

Danny felt his eyes begin to water as he thought about his family.

Danny jumped a little as he heard a door slam. He turned around and spied that red headed woman. She looked all kinds of pissed.

Her expression immediately changed when she saw Danny. "Oh! How you holding up?"

Danny immediately looked away and wiped his eyes. "I'm fine." He looked back at the stars. Things were silent for a few minutes, but then Danny stiffed a bit as the woman sat next to him.

However, after a few moments in silence, Danny spoke up. "So are you like, space Gramp's girlfriend?"

Donna scoffed. "Fat chance of me ever getting THAT lonely. No, he's more like the annoying little brother I never wanted."

Danny lightly smiled. "Speaking as one such little brother I can assure you-" Danny lost his train of thought as he realized he wasn't a little brother anymore. It hit him like a ton of bricks. He quickly looked back at the stars so she wouldn't see his face.

"If you need to talk about it..." Donna tried.

Danny felt his eyes misting over, but refused to let the tears fall. "It was my fault."

Donna immediately tried to say "NO," but Danny wasn't hearing it.

"It was!" Danny snapped. "If I hadn't cheated on that stupid test none of this would have happened!"

"That's a bit of a leap," Donna tried. "Lots of kids cheat on test. The worst that is supposed to happen is they get their hides skinned by their parents."

Danny shook his head. "Not the worst... Mr. Lancer, my teacher, he asked my parents to meet him at the Nasty Burger. He was always doing little things like that. Trying desperately to be the 'cool' teacher with his stupid misuse of slang he got off the Disney channel." Danny gave another smile, but it was short lived.

"He asked my parents to meet him at the Nasty Burger... he was always doing stuff like that to... trying to make students and their parents more comfortable as he talked to them about serious stuff... I told my friends how I was probably about to be expelled for cheating on a national test... so they they tried to support me by hiding a few booths away from us... all the adults pretended they didn't see them, hiding behind their menus like a couple of dorks... they all wanted to make me more comfortable...

"Lancer told my parents he caught me cheating and that he wasn't going to tell the school. He wanted to handle the situation off the record as to not ruin my life... he said he knew why I did it but that I couldn't let my 'after school activates' interfere with my life... I was kinda... ever since I got my powers I was basically acting as a Superhero for my town.

"Ghostly obsessions come out in different ways. It's what anchors us to this world. I was a major comic book nerd in life so in my half death I got this weird compulsion to act out my superhero fantasies... When I tried to stop it literally hurts and I can feel things twist and burn. It is legitimately part of my after life. Something I have to do or I'll die or worse, become twisted like the more deranged ghost... Mr Lancer knew all that. Is why he had been trying to help me so much the last few months. He learned my secret and wanted to see me succeed in all my passions... He really was a great teacher...

"He took me cheating as a 'cry for help'. It proved to him I couldn't balance my school work and my 'after school activates'. Basically as punishment for cheating he made me confess what I had been up to my parents and promised he would protect me if things went south... I didn't have the chance... there was an explosion. The restaurant's boiler had gotten damaged in a ghost fight I had gotten into earlier... no one realized it and it blew up. I only survived because I'm already half dead...

"If I hadn't cheated none of us would have been there. If I had paid more attention to collateral damage, the boiler wouldn't have gotten damaged... and if I had told my parents I died from the start none of this would have happened in the first place... it was all my fault, in every conceivable well. You can't tell me differently."

"I wasn't going to," Donna promised.

The tears finally began to fall. Donna gently pulled the child into a hug and rested the boy's head on her shoulder. She wanted to say something but couldn't find the words. So she simply hugged him as he cried.

The Doctor watched with the babies from the hall.

As if to ease the tension, one of the babies spit up a burst of green flame.

Author's Note

Timeline: The Doctor

These are events which take place in the Doctor's timeline in this Alternate Reality. Uses original Doctors for most of classic who as I don't have much experience with it.

Not in any particular order each of the Doctor's faces have at least one encounter with each of the following:

An Clara Echo, usually with her dying.

The Master

The Face of Boe

River Song

Spotting the words "Bad Wolf" when in a dangerous situation.

Multiple adventures on behalf of UNIT

● Unknown Doctor, 1st Face

~First Steps:

The Doctor did well in school, earning Doctorates in every field known to Time Lords, outside medicine (but he does qualify as a field medic) by the time he was 12. Soon thereafter he learned that he is half human and that he is the hybrid destined to destroy Gallifrey. The Doctor flees the planet, and his best friend The Master follows him. They go to Earth to find The Doctor's biological father. As a child the Doctor sees true horrors on Earth, but he also sees things more beautiful than he could imagine. When he is older he wants to save the planet and believes a global government will fix many of their problems. He attempts to conquer the planet but after a failed assassination attempt, he realizes the world doesn't want his help, not like this. So he leaves. The Doctor returns to Gallifrey and reviews a wrist slap given the fact he is still in his first face and Time Lords view that as a child no matter how old the body gets. However the Doctor doesn't endear the Doctor to the Government. A few hundred years later, as a young man, The Doctor leads a rebel in an attempt to overthrow their oppressive and corrupt government. The Master helps him but the rebellion fails. They are directed to a TARDIS in the repair shop by a Clara Echo and flee Gallifrey in it. They wind up on Earth where Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart sneaks on Board. Not knowing he's there the boys leave for the Citadel.

~Stowaway:

The Doctor and Master go to the Citadel but discover Alistair on their ship. Due to scans the party goes through when they board went through Citadel Security, the aliens onboard the Citadel recognize The Master and the Doctor as Time Lord children and assume Alistair is their human pet. C-Sec knows about the Civil war on Gallifrey but not that the Doctor caused it. They tell the unaccompanied children that they will be listed as Refugees and given to the Asari to care for them while their transport is stored in the vault until they are of legal age by Time Lord standards (As the first face is considered legally a child no matter how old they get.) The boys get away from the Asari and get their ship back before they are sent off to an Asari orphanage.

~Malfunction:

The TARDIS malfunctions and the boys must work together to repair technology they don't understand, while guided by the TARDIS itself.

~ Skaro, First Contact:

The three accidentally end up on Skaro and meet the Daleks who were not aware of life on other planets

~ Weeping Angles:

The boys follow a distress call and appear on a planet filled with power emitters, lots of plant life but something is off. They notice a distinct lack of birds, insects, or animals of any kind. This is straight up horror, filled with suspense, while the Weeping Angels hunt the boys as they try to save the survivors of a crashed ship on the planet.

~Other Adventures:

• Silurians

• Sontarans

• Ood

• Zygons

• Wirrn

• Vashna Nerada

• Valeyard Rumors (Throughout these adventures the boys hear rumors of a terrible Time Lord with the power to destroy galaxies, and now he has set his sights on theirs)

~ Terminator Session:

The TARDIS ends up in the parallel pocket dimension of Earth were the race of machines called Skynet have taken over the planet. Skynet has converted every human into a race of cyborgs called Cybermen (based off the 10th Doctor design), removing the human brain and nervous system and implanting it into a mechanical body. This pocket dimension was created by amateurs trying to reset reality but instead they created a small parallel reality in the form of a pocket dimension the size of a solar system. The Doctor helps free the Cybermen from Skynet. The Cybermen thank the Doctor but say now a war is bound to break out between them and the Terminators. The master insist they leave and The Cybermen are left to forge their own civilization.

~ I'Borg:

A Borg Supercube attacks a planet in the Trek Sector and the Doctor, Alistair, and the Master are captured and assimilated. While in the Hive Mind, the Doctor maintains his self-awareness and contacts Alistair and the Master. They run through the artificial reality world and try to find a way to wake up while fighting Borg programs trying to fully assimilate their minds by killing them in this world. The party gets other people the Borg are trying to assimilate to help them and slowly piece information together. Eventually the party reaches the core programming of the Borg Supercube. The Doctor realizes it is a poorly written program. What was originally intended as the next stage of social media went wrong as the Borg can't tell which thoughts are their own. Even the Doctor's body, out there in the real world, can't connect to his own thoughts properly. The Doctor proceeds to fix the program while Alistair and the Master hold off the Borg. After the Program is fixed the Borg stop fighting and everyone wakes up, fully self-aware now but can still hear each other's thoughts. Their own thoughts are just the loudest and easily recognized as their own, but they can just as easily distinguish the minds of everyone else. The moment the Doctor solves the puzzle the party wakes up in the real world in a room on tables and have not been assimilated yet. The reason they were able to fight against the process is because the Borg programs hadn't been able to fully integrate their minds, which is what they were trying to do in the virtual world. The Borg let everyone they were trying to assimilate go but warn the Doctor that although they are eternally grateful for what he did all he did was fix one cube and there are billions out there. The other Cubes are still connected to them and they know not only of the Doctor but they got a glimpse of his mind. They now know of localized Time Travel. The new race of Borg swears to free all the minds trapped by the faulty programming.

~Cybermen:

The Cybermen escape the pocket Dimension to get away from Skynet as war erupted between them. They find humans on the main universe's Earth and believe their organic shell to be flawed and inefficient. They begin 'Upgrading' the humans into Cybermen but the Doctor manages to stop them. Unfortunately some of them flee into space and spread out throughout the galaxy. The Doctor has a feeling he will see them again.

~Torchwood:

The Boys go back to Earth so Alistair can visit his father but they learn his father secretly works for an organization called Torchwood which not only steals alien tech but experiments and kills aliens. Alistair's dad captures the Time Lords and brings them to a Torchwood base where they are tortured in an attempt to get them to open up the TARDIS. Alistair stowed away and is sneaking around the base until he finds the Time Lords and helps them escape.

~Parting Ways:

The boys are tracked down on Earth by a group of Time Lord Guards who tell them the rebellion is over and they need to return to Gallifrey to face the consequences of their actions. Afterwards Alistair says he needs to stay on Earth and bring down Torchwood, maybe even replace it with something better.

~Funeral of Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart

The Doctor is heart broken over Alistair leaving and the Master decides to give him some closure, by taking him to Alistair's funeral in the future. Unfortunately when they arrive they see it filled with all 13 of the Doctor's faces. While the Doctor grieves, The Master wanders until he is approached by the 12th Doctor who gives him a big speech about how, regardless of the Master's intentions, what he did by bringing him here fundamentally scarred him. As the Master wanted to show him how short and fleeting mortal life was. It taught him that no matter what, he would watch everyone he loves die. It made him obsessed with saving as many as he could to let them live just a little while longer. This is the moment it stopped being a game. The Doctor then confesses that in his quest to preserve life he's destroyed trillions who threatened it. He's murdered entire species and enslaved galaxies for their own protection. He stained his soul beyond any hope of coming back "But what would I be, without you," That's when the Master realizes just who this is, after hearing of his infamous accomplishments. Any Time Lord would recognize him. That the last Doctor's face is none other than the Valeyard himself. The Master flees from the man and grabs the Doctor's first face before dragging him back on the TARDIS, promising to never let his Doctor become that, without telling him what has him so spooked.

~Heat

The Doctor and Master enter their mating cycle and sleep together, the Master gets Pregnant and decides to return to Gallifrey and face the consequences, for the sake of the child. The Doctor negotiates that he will plead guilty to inciting a right and violating the time stream if they pardon the Master. The Doctor is "Executed" for his numerous crimes, which effectively means he was forced to regenerate. After which they let him go and allow him to live his life. The Doctor gets a job programming and maintaining Virtual Intelligence Robots, robots that are only capable of following instructions and cannot actually think to solve problems. VIs handle all the less savory jobs and working with them was considered menial labor.

● 1st Regeneration, William Henry Hartnell

~Death of a Son

The Doctor's son is several hundred years old and decides to try his hand at adventuring like his father, he is badly injured to the point both his hearts are damaged and he can't regenerate. He dies a horrible death and so does his wife. The Master blames the Doctor and leaves him. The Doctor lives the planet and convinces his granddaughter to come with him.

~Based on the Canon of the Show

~The Library:

Based on the Tenth Doctor episodes "Silence in the Library" and "Forest of the Dead" but features The 1st Doctor. At the end of the session River Song sacrifices herself to save the Doctor.

● Classic Doctors
2 - 8

● 9th, John Hurt

Fought in the Time War. After it ended the War Doctor brought all the species he could find, that lost their planet in the war, to Earth. Under the Guidance of the Eternals which later breed with humans to become Wizards. He did not regenerate into Christopher Eccleston. He traveled with Rose as the War Doctor regeneration and had adventures canon to the Series

● 10th, David Tenant

Canon to the show, with slight AU changes. The Human Dalek Sec survived and succeeded in creating a race of Humanoid Daleks that look like him. They live on Earth in the Wizards hidden society as Magical Beings. Donna has Biotic powers from Mass Effect, due to her exposure to the particles from their first adventure. The Story takes place immediately after the Episode "Midnight" but before "Left Turn".

● Future Doctors

• 11th, Matt Smith

• 12th, Peter Capaldi

• 13th, Jodie Whittaker

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● 21st, Ralts (Pokemon)

● 22nd, Turian

The Doctor travels with the first Human Spectre John Spartan, AKA the Master Chief (Based on the fic "The Last Spartan" by "DinoJake"), And the Second and Third Human Spectres John and Jane Sheppard (no relation). Traveling on the Normandy space Ship instead of his TARDIS. The Doctor meets all of his future Regenerations up to his 12th, who are all working to stop the Reapers on different fronts.

● 23rd, Twi'lek Regeneration

Takes place after Revan's Apprentice. The Doctor travels with Luke and company in the distant future.

● 24th, Merlin

The Doctor regenerates into an 11 year old and appears in front of Hogwarts. It doesn't take him long to piece together that he is actually the fabled Merlin and needs to stay. His head of house is none other than Salazar Slytherin himself.

● 25th, M-aiq The Liar

The Doctor regenerates into a Khajiit baby and loses his TARDIS. He becomes trapped on Nirn for thousands of years, all the while helping in the progression of its history from the Shadows. While he is dying of old age, his TARDIS finds him and they finally leave the planet just in time for him to regenerate.

● 26th, Sangheili Regeneration

The Doctor helped the Forerunners gather races from all over the galaxy and put them on their arc outside the Galaxy. Doing this as a way to not only save the species, but prepare for the Reapers from Mass Effect.

● 27th, Namekian Regenerations

Traveled with Future Trunks helped raise baby Frieza so he grew up into a good person who fought against King Cold and Cooler to liberate their slaves, including the Saiyans from Planet Vegeta.

● 28th, Starswirl the Bearded

● 29th, Discorded Hooves

● 30th, Time Turner

● 31st, Raistlin Majere (mage with Hourglass eyes)

● 32nd, Maximillian Pegasus

● 33rd, Tiber Septim

● 34th, Vivec

● 35th, Arceus (Pokemon)

● 36th, Odin

● 37th, High God (Dragonlance)

● 38th, Demiurge (creator of the lesser gods)

● 39th, Jyggalag

● 40th, Sheogorath

● 41th, Q

● 42nd, Discord

Ch2: Fragments of the Lonely God

Ch2: Making the Future

● A dimension Away,
With The Valeyard

The Valeyard growled as he held his head. He stood in his TARDIS, with a face he still didn't understand. His 12th regeneration, his 13th and last face. A face of a man he had been forced to save back in Pompeii. He still didn't know what his soul was trying to tell him by giving him this face. At the moment it didn't matter.

His brain was burning, changing and rewriting itself. He was a Time Lord. He was aware of all possible turns his life could have taken yet this was different. It was as if he was being erased and something new was recorded. His mind filled with a history that never should have happened. Someone was rewriting his own personal history.

The world, specifically his world, ALL his worlds, were changing. All his work was being undone. The trillions of planets he had conquered, the countless galaxies he had destroyed, all that death and destruction done in the name of the greater good... it was all being unwritten.

They couldn't attack him directly so they were going after his past. The sheer act should tear the universe apart, but yet it was soley centered on him. He couldn't track it though. What was the cause?

He remembered a moment. A very proud moment of his. In it he was given a gift by his closest friend and former lover... the Master had forgiven him. Forgiven him for the death of their son, but her forgiveness was conditional. She gave him an army. An army of Cybermen made from the bodies of the dead. An unstoppable army that he could use to save every last world in the universe, and destroy every single threat in it. He could save... everyone. No more Daleks camps, no more Daleks. He could purge the universe of evil. He stained his already blood soaked soul so that the rest of the universe could live in peace... and it was all being undone.

This moment was different now. He still remembered it, had a faint taste of it, but it was fading. It was being replaced by some idiotic fantasy of rejecting the offer. Of clinging to false nobility and prioritizing that over the lives of innocent people.

He was not a traveler, or a hero, or even a warrior. He gave all that up a long time ago. He was a general, and his army had saved the whole of creation... only it hadn't. It was so hard to cling to. To remember everything he had done to protect so many.

He now remembereed himself rejecting the gift. What actually happened was an just a faint echo in his head. However even then, that moment was a symptom of something else, not the cause. What was the cause? What lead to that moment?

Then he saw it... something was horribly wrong with his past... Donna... she was still there. She was going on adventures with the Doctor for decades after he lost her... how? What changed? What kept her alive? That one little change was enough to alter the Doctor's whole life. That face that traveled with her... it hadn't even died young. Her mere existence so altering the entirety of his life... but it was somehow more then that.

There were people with him, a lot of people, but he couldn't see them, something was clouding his vision.

The Valeyard looked up at the control console and put the pieces together.

"Is it you?" he asked the empty room. "My old friend? Are you hiding something from me? Or did you cause this?"

The TARDIS gave a hum, which echoed about the room.

The Valeyard sighed. "So the last of my friends has finally betrayed me. Even you can't see the good I'm trying to do... Well, I won't let all I am fade into nothing."

He began running around, flipping switches and turning Knobs. "I won't go quietly. In fact, I'll do what I always do in these situations... I'll rage." He held his hand over the leaver... and hesitated. "A controlled explosion in time and space would be enough to splinter my reality into it's own universe. You're the only source powerful to do that... it's either my life... or yours." He rested his hand at the leaver, looking up at the crystals inside the clear cylinder. "You should have learned by now what happens to those that cross me. Goodbye... sexy..."

He pulled the leaver and causally walked towards the door, as the ship began to scream. Fire began to erupt from the floor and sparks shot out of the counsole.

The Valeyard could hear the mechanical screaming and steeled his heart from it. She was the one that betrayed him.

He stepped out of the TARDIS just in time for it to explode in golden flames. The fire shot into the sky and consumed the vacuum of space. The planets were fine, he made sure they would be, but as he felt his mind clear and his true past reassert itself he knew he had succeeded. They were in a pocket dimension now, with a sky of golden flames for all of space. That might make it harder to travel for the common folk. He should upgrade their ships again.

The Valeyard examined the swirling spirals of fire in the sky as he thought about his next move. He would have to build another time machine. He could probably rig something up from his time agents to allow him to break into the other dimension... he would have to find it though and that would be a headache.

The Valeyard sighed, putting his hand to his head. The monster, formally known as the Doctor, didn't even pause in his convictions. "I'm sorry Donna, but now I'm coming after you."

● With the 10th Doctor,
That Weekend.

"Adventures!" Donna gaped. "How can you THINK of going on adventures when we have an army of children to look after?"

"You heard Danny." The Doctor ran around the console flipping switches. "If he doesn't act on his ghostly obsession it will have horrible side effects. His obsession has already started to twist due to trauma."

"What does that even mean 'Twist'," Donna groaned.

The Doctor paused as he tried to explain, "An Obsession for a ghost isn't like an obsession for the living. It is a biological drive, like an instinct. For Danny's particular breed of ghost it is the source of their powers and a reflection of their soul. Danny's instincts are starting to change due to gaining a drastically different perspective of life. That could very well be a good thing is molded correctly but if not..." the Doctor trailed off, but seeing Donna wasn't making the connection he laid it out. "He could go from Superhero to Super Villain."

Donna gaped. "You telling that sweet little boy could just poof to 'evil' because of what, biology? Ghosts don't have biology!"

"Well he's not really a ghost, more of a phantom really. See, there is a pocket dimension made up of high levels of ectoplasm. Sometimes leftover psychic energy, AKA ghosts, get trapped in there. The psychic residue gets infused by the Ectoplasm and strengthened until it gains a physical body and a true conciousness.

"Danny is more a hybrid of a phantom then a wayward spirit. Ectoplasm was bounded to his body when he died and trapped his consciousness inside his corpse. Then the Ectoplasm healed his injuries, just enough to get his body working, and well. Pop, half dead boy with superpowers. However because the Ectoplasm is what's keeping him alive he is still dependent on it, which means he can be twisted by it. It's harder because he has his human biology to repress his emotions but it is still possible. We just need to let him act out his compulsions and guide them so he won't mutate into the most terrifying monster in the universe. You follow?"

"Not a word." Donna shook her head.

The Doctor groaned, "We need to help him stay a superhero or he will lose himself to his grief and his obsession will turn him into a super villain as a defense mechanism." The Doctor paused to let that sink in... then started rambling again. "It won't be his choice, he won't be able to help himself, he will literally twist from a sad hyperactive nerd into the most terrifying demon that has ever set foot in this galaxy. His power will only grow as he gets older and if we don't help him now he will grow up to be a monster. A monster with my blood!"

Donna stared at him. "You've already seen it, haven't you?"

"Not directly, but there are a lot more unpleasant possible futures involving that boy then not... Don't worry, it wouldn't be the first time I raised a sociopath into a product member of society. You should have seen what Trunks and I did with Frieza. That boy was a right sadist but we taught him to be a good person and he grewup to be one of the greatest champions of his galaxy. Even married another champion named Goku. Had a Son that grew up to be a hero of entire dimensions... one of my proudest moments, setting that demon child on a different path. Ooooooooooh the Time Agents were right pissed at me." The Doctor chuckled.

Donna sighed, not understanding what any of that had to do with Danny. She focused her energy elsewhere. "Doctor what about the babies? You can't actually think we can bring babies on adventures."

"Of course not." The Doctor smiled as he grabbed the leaver. "That's why we need to get a baby sitter. Or rather, a 'foal' sitter," he said as he pulled the lever.

● Equestria

Twilight Sparkle was, formally, excited about being accepted into Celestia's school for gifted Unicorns. The purple filly was barely 11 years old and had just started her magical education. She had even become the apprentice of Princess Celestia herself. She was the apprentice to the sun god!

All that was great, until she opened the door to her private room. She just finished her morning classes and needed to switch out her books before heading down to lunch with Celestia.

"What!?" The purple unicorn gaped as a furless monkey, in a nice full body suit, put a bunch of babies in a play pen.

She looked walked the room and was shocked to find it didn't look anything like it did a few hours ago. It looked like a bucking nursery! She still had her bed and her bookshelves but there was baby stuff everywhere!

"Thanks for watching the kids for us." The monkey flashed her a grin.

"But-but-" The little unicorn couldn't process what was going on.

"Here's a book on their Biology and care. Keep it safe and don't let anyone, outside the Princess, see it." The monkey handed her and she was almost distracted by the notion of a book... if it wasn't clearly a book on child rearing!

"I have class!" Was all Twilight could think to scream.

"Good, listening to those boring lectures are sure to put them to sleep." The monkey missed the obvious. "If we don't pick them up by 8, it likely means we're dead."

"DEAD!?"

"In which case you should ask Celestia to help you raise them."

"RAISE THEM!?" Twilight's voice squeaked.

"Thanks for doing this." The monkey smiled and jumped back into a blue box at the back of the room. It promptly began fading in and out of existence until it completely disappeared.

The little foal looked down at the cooing babies crawling the floor. A little scaled creature grabbed a fist full of her hair and tugged at it.

The Filly could think of one thing to say: "Whaaaaaaaaaa-"

● Planet Shan Shen,
With the 10th Doctor.

The Doctor smiled as he and Donna walked at either side of Danny. The Doctor had a flash of walking down the streets of Gallifrey with the Master and their son... and for some strange reason that memory didn't hurt as much as it used to.

"Planet Shan Shen," the Doctor declared as he gestured towards the Asian style market distract, "the center of trade in the star system of New China. Settled by Chinese colonists in the 36th century, after they spent a few hundred years on a generational ship made up of their entire country. The other countries of Earth went in opposite directions and settled other planets. Many even developing terraforming along the way and used that to make all planets of their new system habitable. Very interesting, that."

Danny just gaped looking around. There were humans everywhere yet the world seem so... alien... IT WAS AMAZING!!! Everything seemed so retro but the devices were far more advanced.

Danny gulped as he picked up an odd looking ipod off one of the stands and read over the box. It had over 500 Yattabytes of memory! Danny didn't even know how much that was! It could even make video calls and surf the intergalactic web!!!

The Doctor smiled at Danny. "Suppose a teenage boy does need a phone."

"THIS IS A PHONE!?!" Danny gaped.

"Modeled after Android smart phones from the early 2000s. Very retro in this day and age as everyone is using Omnitools at this point, holographic computers, but that might be a bit too confusing for you. I can make a few alterations to this model so you can use it in the TARDIS." He took out his metal wand and buzzed the cash register.

The woman behind the stand smiled. "If you would like some accessories, the stand just up the alley has a few cases for all the more popular anime."

"Weeeeeeell, maybe a case." The Doctor smiled and directed Danny away.

Danny blinked as they walked down the alley. "Why did she call it 'Anime'? I thought those were Japanese cartoons?"

The Doctor smiled. "That's the TARDIS's Telepathic Translation Matrix. She knew you wouldn't understand the dialogue of future China so she supplied a word she figured would give you the jest of what the person meant. Truthfully she is making a rather rude comment about your own cultural ignorance since you wouldn't understand what a Donghua is, and cartoon doesn't do it justice. Anime doesn't really cover it either but at your age anime is more appropriate for American teenagers so the TARDIS let you hear 'Anime' to tell you the cartoons are for an older audience..."

"Oh... can I watch them on here?" Danny held up the box.

"Of course. They should be in a convenient app." The Doctor smiled. "We should also look into getting you a Galactic class Television so you can watch them on a bigger screen. We already have one in the family room but a teenage boy would probably like one in his own room."

"Thanks, grampa." Danny looked down at the ipod, errrr Android, and opened up the box.

"May I see it?" The Doctor asked and Danny handed it over with a shrug.

The Doctor used the same metal wand he used to pay with and buzzed the thin ipod thing as they walked down the alley. The screen was about the size of the man's hand with only a couple buttons on the sides.

The Doctor continued to buzz for several moments, a concentrated look on his face well Danny watched with interesting. Neither noticed Donna wander off.

The buzzing stopped and the Doctor grinned in victory. "There, set it to be more friendly for a Time Traveler and installed a few apps I think you will like. Also increased it's density a few thousand times. Good luck breaking that screen. Even took the liberty to set everything up for you. Just one last thing." He took out the battery and stuffed it into his coat pocket before pulling out a hour glass shaped one. He snapped it in place and closed the back. "There, now it is powered by the energy of the universe and generates it's own pirate signal to connect to the internet. No bills need apply."

Danny smiled. "Neat," He declared as the Doctor handed it back. "Thanks." finding the 'on' button and pushing the apps on the screen to check them out.

"Now where's Donna gone off?" The Doctor looked around.

● Equestria

Twilight didn't know what to do. So she did the only thing she could do. She brought the babies to Celestia. The filly held them carefully with her magic, as they floated around her, grabbing at her while cooing and laughing at the sensation of floating. They orbited around her as if she was Equus and they were the living planets.

Celestia looked at the cluster of babies... with dragon wings. Celestia stopped herself from saying as she sensed what they were and pieced together what happened to them. A medical student really shouldn't do anything without supervision. Celestia knew why they were here with little explanation. The medical Student must be going adventuring. At least he was acting responsibly and got a trustworth foalsitter.

"A furless monkey broke into my room, FOAL PROOFED IT, then thanked me for babysitting!!!" Twilight exclaimed.

Celestia looked down at the babes, and smiled. She said, "I'm glad to hear you started up your own babysitting service," knowing full well that wasn't what happened, but assuming if the medical student trusted her apprentice to look after the children it must be for an important reason.

"What!? No- that's not-"

"I'm so proud of you, Twilight." Celestia decided to manipulate the foal, just a tiny bit. "I'm so glad you took it on yourself to repay the kindness Cadence showed to you."

Twilight was gaping, her mouth moving up and down but no sound coming out.

"Did you put an ad in the archaeologist lobby I have here in the castle?" Celestia played dumb, "That was so good of you. I know many of the older children like to help out the families of the other adventurers when their parents go on a mission for me. I wasn't expecting you to carry on the tradition so soon! Many of these children need some stability and reassurance when their parents leave on an expedition. Only colts and fillies like you really understand what they are going through after all.

"Oh THIS is making me feel so nostalgic! Your own parents have been working for me for decades before even your big brother was born. Running around in ancient ruins, uncovering lost tomes and forgotten magical artifacts from before I took physical form.

"What your parents do is so important for all of Equestria but it meant they could be gone for weeks at a time and they couldn't very well get a normal foal sitter for so long. So the older children of other explorers stepped up. Then, when Cadence came to live with me, she volunteered to help with the younger ones of the explores' children. She always did have such a compassionate heart. She is what gave me hope that the new generation of Alicorns wouldn't be like the Dynasty from before my rule. They would be more then unicorns with wings. They would truly be as enlightened as my ponies believe them to be."

Celestia smiled looking down at the foal, who now looked very considerate.

"So the monkey was one of your archaeologist?... like Mom and Dad..." The foal looked at the babies and pulled a book out of the built in pocket in her flank, "He gave me this."

Celestia tried not to gape. That was a book on Time Lord Biology and child rearing!!! She understood Twilight was important, but to trust such a young filly so much? Just what was she to the Doctor? What a minute.

Celestia floated the book over to and flipped through the pages at an alarming speed. She quickly memorized every page as they flashed by once per micro.. These creatures weren't quite Time Lords, more like a mix of about half a dozen species. They were some kind of artificially created hybrid race. More like a subspecies of Time Lord, like the Time Ponies.

"I suggest you read it back to back," Celestia insisted. Floating it back, "But don't let anypony else. That ape was no ordinary monkey. He was a Time Lord, a very rare species. They are much like the Phoenix. These children are a subspecies of that, more limited in some ways but more advanced in others. Time Ponies evolved from Time Lords union with ponies."

Twilight's eyes widened. "R-really? Time Ponies like Starswirl!!!"

"Very much so." Celestia smiled, wondering if she should tell the filly The 'monkey' was Starswirl... in a way. She decided against it. Celestia was all for teasing but Twilight wouldn't resist in revealing of universe shattering paradoxes if she was confronted with her idol.

"Would you like me to watch them well you are in class?" Celestia smiled.

"Thanks for the offer Princess but you are so busy with your Princess-ly-ness I don't want to disturb you. I can handle it!"

"Very well. It's your free period right? Let me teach you some techniques to speed read well retaining more information. There is a trick to it as you must focus your magic inwards," Celestia began her lesson, using the child rearing book as the prop. So that the foal could gain a useful skill will learning everything she needed to care for the babies.

● Shan Shen

Donna looked around the shops, before the Doctor found her without incident.

They continued to wander the shops for a few hours before going back to the TARDIS.

The Doctor didn't know why but this incredibly ordinary day felt... wrong... not just unnatural but sincerely wrong. As if something that should have happened didn't. He couldn't place it, just a feeling that something was off... not just with the day but something was off about all of time itself. It was as if the very universe was... different... he needed to look into that... but not now.

The Doctor smiled at the boy, unable to get rid of that grin even with the possibility of doom he was feeling. "Before we call it a day, and pick up your new baby brothers, how would you like to learn how to fly the TARDIS?"

The boy's eyes bugged out of his head.

● Equestria

"THAT'S SO NOT FAIR," The Doctor whined, as he stepped out of his TARDIS.

Danny gave a bashful grin. "She must like me." He shrugged.

"I have been flying around the universe for 900 years and the TARDIS never bothered to give ME a psychic download of her operating systems!"

Donna rolled her eyes as she followed them. "Don't get jealous. She probably just enjoys seeing you plop down at the wrong place all the time."

"Doctor?" Danny blinked as he looked around the filly's room. It looked like a tornado had hit.

Books were thrown around the place and torn up, some even burned. Toys were scattered everywhere. Baby food was on the walls and Twilight... oh Twilight... she was a complete disheveled mess herself.

"Everything Alright?" The Doctor asked.

"EVERYTHING IS FINE!!!!" Twilight shrieked. "PERFECTLY FINE! WHY DO YOU ASK!?"

The Doctor looked around. "Your mane is on fire."

Twilight quickly brushed her hoof over her mane to put it out. "IT'S FINE! SPIKE JUST HAD A CASE OF THE HICCUPS!!! NOTHING I CAN'T HANDLE!"

"Great I'll bring them back first thing in the morning," The Doctor cheerfully declared.

"TOMORROW!?!" Twilight squeaked.

"Is that a problem?" The Doctor eyed.

"OF COURSE NOT!" she squeaked again. "TOMORROW!!! PERFECT, I'LL BE READY!!!"

"I can always find someone else if you can't handle it." The Doctor smiled. "I'm sure Celestia would understand."

"NO!" Twilight screamed. "I GOT THIS!!! I CAN HANDLE IT!!!

"Excellent," The Doctor gathered his nearest child, "Come one Harry. Donna, get Naruto. Danny, think you can handle a fire breathing dragon?" The teenager smiled and picked Spike up as Donna got Naruto. "One last thing." The Doctor put his finger tips to Twily's temple and closed his eyes. The filly's eyes fully dilated then shrank back to normal a moment later. The Doctor took his hand away and grabbed Harry's arm, waving it gently. "Say bye bye, Twily. Bye bye." All three babies cooed at her as if saying bye. The filly's eyes widened comically as the Doctor just smiled at her.

The Doctor immediately lead his group back into the TARDIS and the doors closed on their own.

"Doctor," Donna growled out in a whisper, so Danny could hear them as the boy flew around in the air with the baby. Getting the scaley child to laugh and shriek in delight. "You aren't leaving these little nightmares with that tiny girl again."

"She'll have a much easier time tomorrow," The Doctor assured. "I left her a little gift."

Twilight ran into Celestia's throne and and screamed, as the Princess looked over her daily reports. "THE MONKEY MADE THE BABIES TALK!!!"

The Doctor smiled. "They will understand when she tells them 'no' now and she will understand when they want something."

"You honestly expect me to believe babies have their own language?" Donna rolled her eyes.

"Weeeeeeeeell." The Doctor tried to explain, "It's not really a language. More like mental impressions of emotions, objects, and actions. Like any animal. As we get older and we start recognizing more complex vocal patterns as words and combine that with facial ticks and body language to communicate. The language of animals and babies is more basic and instinctual where sentient liveforms are trying to get across more complex thoughts. That is why there are so many different languages even within the same species but a dog can understand dogs from anywhere else. Intelligence is actually a drawback in situations like language. We complicate things by over thinking them."

"I... actually understood that... God, I'm spending too much time with you."

The Doctor smiled. "Any decently powerful psychic can understand all primitive dialects. It's actually easier to understand the language of animals and babies for psychics well near impossible to interpret for most beings. Not even the TARDIS can translate it... yet such things come easy to Time Lords."

"Look what we got you."

The Doctor looked over to the side to see Danny sitting the baby in the high chair and strapping him in before putting the table down. The chair had been fused at a molecular level so they wouldn't get knocked about. The chair was set to the side of the console, with 3 others.

Spike seemed to enjoy his new chair as he bounced against the restraints and beat the table.

The Doctor and Donna got the other two babies in their chairs, who didn't seem to enjoy them as much, before throwing themselves into the Time Vortex. There was a good bit of rocking until Danny pushed a few more buttons. The TARDIS immediately stabilized.

The Doctor shook his head. "So not fair." the boy's proud smile faltered so the Doctor quickly corrected himself, "I'll have to have you pilot more often." The smile was immediately back. "I was going to find us a safe place in space to park but since we aren't bouncing around any more the Time Vortex is as safe as it gets. Who wants to watch a film in the family room before bed."

"Sounds good to me!" Danny floated over to the babies and strapped them in.

● Konoha, Planet Elemental Prime

Hiruzen Sarutobi hadn't slept all night. He had his Shinobi searching endlessly for Minato's child. The man's plan must have worked, as the Kyubi was gone, but where was the new host? It seemed more and more likely someone had taken the child from the battlefield... and whoever had stolen Sarutobi's honorary grandson would suffer more then anyone could begin to comprehend. For their sake the child better still be alive.

Sarutobi suddenly rose to his feet as a gust of wind swirled in his office, yet the windows were closed. A mechanical wheezing groan echoed about as a light began to flash. Beneath the light materialized a blue box... and Sarutobi immediately began fearing for his life. He heard Kushina speak of this box. It was legendary lost technology from her clan. There was only one person alive who had such a thing... and he was supposed to be myth.

The doors opened and a scrawny / tall man in an brown overcoat stepped out. The man appeared young... except for his eyes. They were older then even Sarutobi's eyes. They appeared out of place on such a youthful face.

"Lord Uzumaki, I presume," Sarutobi warily addressed the entity, just short of godhood.

"Please call me The Doctor," The man smiled, stepping out of his box and closing the door behind him. Sarutobi got just a glimpse inside, and saw what Kushina told him was true. There was a whole nother world in that small temple.

"I assume, you took Naruto." Sarutobi sighed, rubbing his temple.

"Well, it is my right as an older relative." The Doctor smiled. "Sorry to pop in so late but I wanted to talk to you well everyone was sleeping."

"It's the middle of the afternoon." Sarutobi forgot himself.

The young man's old eyes become puzzled. "Is it? I was aiming for last night... the battle was just last night right?"

Well... there settles that myth. The Uzumaki Clan was famous for their time manipulation Jutsus, and the Doctor was supposed to be their greatest in the art. Well an unreliable Jutsu it was said masters of it could move through time.

"It was," Sarutobi acknowledged.

"Well not that far off then." He grinned. "Alright, to business. It seems you lot cursed one of my heirs as a vessel for a horrific chakra construct."

Sarutobi paled.

"As a result, I can't imagine you will let me just walk away with him. So here is how we will settle this. I want citizenship in your village, for me and my family, a seat on your council, and land to build on. I want the nature of Naruto's seal taught in both Shinobi and civilian schools, and I want a good deal of propaganda released proclaiming Naruto the hero of the village as the Kyubi's prison. I will not budget in any of this. You either take my offer, without allowing the council to vote on it, or I step into this box and disappear with your honorary grandson, for you to never see him again. The only reason I am considering this offer at all is because I know you've loved my descendant since he was a single celled organism in his mother's belly... and because of that I can promise you my conditions are the only way to keep him safe in your village."

Sarutobi eyed him. "You have seen this?" knowing of the Uzumaki bloodline to see the future. The power had long since been bred out of them, only occasionally manifesting now, but supposedly this man was were it originated.

"If I had not interfered the council would have refused to let you take him in. He would have gone to an orphanage and been attacked by villagers daily with only the Kyubi's power keeping him alive, which would only enrage your citizens more. You give your council too much power. I realize it was to keep you in check but your good nature would have resulted in Naruto having a very hard life... and he would know only love for this village regardless. I couldn't sit back and let such a pure soul, with my blood, be literally beaten down by your council's fear driven rulings. If they want something to fear, I'll give them me. I can protect the boy without you looking like a Tyrant."

Sarutobi's fist tighten, "If you swear to me all this is to insure Naruto's safety I will grant it."

The Doctor smiled, "Clearly you are aware of me. Have I EVER gotten involved in the politics of this planet? Personally I would just like to take Naruto and leave but if I do... this entire village will burn. That boy is your only salvation from total destruction."

"How?" Sarutobi demanded but the Doctor just waged his finger.

"Spoilers." The Doctor grinned. "I tell you too much and you'll all die trying to prevent your horrible future. Or I let just enough bad things happen that can result in your ultimate salvation." He shrugged.

"Must be hard to be a god."

The Doctor's face twisted into pure rage and for a moment Sarutobi could feel his power. The raw killing intent that could shatter worlds and killed billions of trillions among the stars, if the stories were true... and in that instance Sarutobi believed every last one of them.

"I AM NOT A GOD!" The Doctor declared. "Gods are cruel uncaring things that sit in their higher planes passing judgment well throwing the occasional bribe at mortals to get them to keep sending their prayers!" The Doctor calmed a moment later. He spoke more quietly, his power pulled back. "I actually help."

"Understood." With this man's sheer power, he legitimately had no reason to make this deal. What could he possibly gain from it that wasn't solely for Naruto's benefit. "And I will let the council know I have accepted your bargain."

Ch3: Making a Few Changes

Ch3: In too Deep

● Gallifrey
With the Original Doctor

The Doctor gulped as he stood before the council of Gallifrey.

"Doctor." Rassillion growled his chosen name, "You stand accused of the highest crime against our planet's doctrine. Not only multiple counts of vast manifestation of the Timestream, for your own selfish desires, but also telling non-Gallifreyians your true name. For these crimes you are sentenced to forced regeneration. In the hope your next face views your actions as the crimes they are. Do you have anything to say on your behalf?"

The Doctor stood silent a moment then stood tall, looking out at the crowd who gathered to see his execution. Most of them wanting to see him escape, but he had something to protect, "I am guilty. Guilty of believing I could ignore the cruel indifference Gallifrey has become compliance in. I have witnessed other worlds and seen the terrors inflicted on them. At first it was a game. Flaunting our beliefs for no other reason then I could... but I see now. It is our responsibility to act... those with power should protect those without. Otherwise, what is the point."

Rassillion sneered, "Doctor! That sounds dangerously close to a desire to start a riot." The man looked to someone in the audience.

The Doctor turned his own eyes to look... to see his mate in the stands. The Doctor sighed, understanding the threat, "I am guilty." The Doctor insisted, "Now let's get this over with."

Rassillion raised his mechanical glove, pointing it at the man, and clenched his fist.

The Doctor screamed as he felt himself die... yet no one took his place. He collapsed to the floor, dead. Not even the slightest trace of regeneration energy.

The last thing he heard, was his mate screaming his name.

No one could figure out what happened to his regeneration energy. Why had he died? Yet they didn't have time to think on it... as the sky burned regeneration gold.

● TARDIS
With the 10th Doctor

"Time is not a straight line from 'A' to 'B'. It is more like a big ball of yarn, with trillions of intersecting strings in the form of moments. The various strings shift and change to be whatever but there are key moments that are fixed. Moments that must always happen the same way where the rest of the strains change. These fixed points ensure the ball remains stable so that the rest can change at the pleasure of sentient lifeforms' free will. You follow?" The Doctor asked as Danny stood by the console, appreciating his crash course in the secrets of the universe.

The immortal teen eagerly nodded, taking notes.

The Doctor smiled, "However there is some wiggle room, even in fixed points. So long as the key event itself happens, you can fix a fix a few things yourself. But that is extremely dangerous if you don't know what your doing.

"The Time Vortex keeps all this in check, not moving in any traditional sense of time. However, with the constant changing of history the Vortex must change as well. The Time Vortex goes through it's own cycle, like an orbit but tracking the movements of all of recorded history as they happen simultaneously. Time Lords measure and predict these cycles and call them 'Years' by their own 'Vortex Calendar'.

Gallifrey, the home planet of my people, was trapped on an exposed rift in time. Making the years of Gallifrey match the years of the universe's true age. However, outside Gallifrey, Time Lords age by more traditional years, unbound by the Vortex Calendar. Still, like all lifeforms, they do not mature at the same rate. It can take approximately 42 Earth years for a Time Lord to age 1, as they take "reverse dog years" to the extreme. Well our congestive powers mature more quickly then humans, our maturity actually develops slower then humans.

"Billions of years could pass for us but on Gallifrey only a single moment would have passed... or a billion years happen on Gallifrey and only a moment passes for us. You see time doesn't exactly correlate with Vortex cycles, yet they are consistent from their point of view.

"As a result of this confusion, Time Travel is reserved for only the most mentally sound and powerful psychics of Gallifrey-"

"and why the Doctor had to steal his TARDIS." Donna snarked as she stepped into the room.

"OI! Teaching here!" The Doctor mock glared.

"But why are you teaching him about Gallifrey?" Donna wondered, "I thought you said that place burned."

The Doctor got serious, "It did... in our universe, or rather, our former universe. When we went to see Harry the sky was burning yellow. It wasn't just a reflection of the fire around the house. It was because our reality split apart from the hole and we become our own pocket dimension. That happens from time to time. Unlike interdimensional travel, or temporary pocket dimensions, this universe is stable and whole. I've tested it, measured it. Who are in a stable pocket universe, with approximately 1000 galaxies orbiting a black hole, the scare tissue of the explosion that created us... and in this reality... Gallifrey is still out there.

Donna gasped, "Would... would you like to visit it?"

"More then anything," the Doctor confessed, his face sad and serious, but then he hopped all smiles again, "But why would we want to do that when we could show Danny, first hand, how you save people in a fixed point." Without risking argument, he pulled the lever.

The TARDIS shook violent for a moment, then when it stopped, Donna's worry began to grow.

"Your actively trying to fight a fixed point! At Pompeii you were actively doing everything you could to get out of there!!!"

"Then you taught me something important." The Doctor looked at her, but soon his eyes turned to Danny. The alien passed down human Wisdom, "If you can't save everyone, save someone. Today is a horrible day... the day a village of my descendants is massacred and brought to near extinction. We can't save them, not all of them. This is a fixed point and they must die. But I'll be damned if I let children with my blood die a brutal death at the hands of Fanatics... there is a harsh lesson for heroes Danny. You can't save everyone. If you try you will rupture a hole in the Space time continuum and our new dimension will fall apart. But just because you can't save everyone doesn't mean you can't save someone. Today we are saving the children, as many as you can, ignore everyone else or you'll doom all of reality."

Danny... gulped...

"Doctor," Donna tried, "Sure this isn't too harsh of a first lesson?" He's just a boy."

"He'll always be a boy, but because of his Ghostly Obsession he's also a hero." Turning to Danny, "You've never played for keeps, but these people are... let's go."

The Doctor walked over to the door and pulled them open, revealing fire and death.

Danny flew through the burning village as an invisible phantom. Seeing humanoid creatures killing other humanoids. He didn't know how to process this. The Doctor was out here to, searching houses. Donna and Danny had separated from him to search for children.

He had saved a few so far, leaving them in the TARDIS.

Danny gaped as he saw a teenage girl fall to the ground, her skinny body and red hair reminded Danny of... Jazz...

A man standing over her with a bloody sword. He had no mercy in his eyes as he raised the blade to give a final blow.

Danny jumped into action. He dove in front of the blade and felt it slice into him... but it didn't hurt. Mortal weapons couldn't injure him in this form. The blade sliced into and and his body formed around it like some kind of goo until it got stuck inside him. The man's eyes widened as Danny turned visible.

Danny's green eyes sparked red as he snatched the sword out of the man's hand and pulled it out of his body leaving no injuries behind. Next thing Danny knew the sword was plunged into the solider's heart. Blood spurted from his mouth and in that moment Danny realized what he done. He killed the man.

A dark voice in the back of the boy's head insisted that it was for the best. This man was a murderer. He was going to kill a child without a second thought. He deserved to die. While the hero side of him screamed, saying he was supposed to save lives, not take them. The sides warred with each other until the girl brought him back with her voice.

"You saved me," She choked, as Danny watched her hand turn blue and clutch her wound. The energy began to heal the wound, "Thank you."

That was right... he saved her... saved her. He saved her by killing a bad man. He felt something in him... twist...

Once the wound was closed she stood up, with his assistance. "You a Shinobi? I don't recognize your those Jutsus."

"I'm..." Danny took a moment to gather himself, "I'm with the Doctor."

She tensed, her eyes widening, "He's real? I mean he really here? God has come to save us?"

● Equus

Twilight smiled as little peach winged monkey grabbed at her hoof. Spike cooed and giggled, as he spoke. It wasn't quite words, more like he was projecting feeling and thoughts. He was happy she was playing with him.

The other babies could care less but this one... this one loved her after only a day.

"I think your my favorite," Twilight whispered... immediately Naruto started crying well Harry laughed at him.

Twilight groaned at what she caused

● Uzumaki Village.

Donna pooled into the dark matter in her body. It infected her since the day she meet the Doctor. With it she threw energy balls at murderers and held others in stasis fields.

She ran through the school, to find the children were being evacuated through secret tunnels.

"Donna Noble," a Woman gasped seeing her, "It's you, it's really you!"

Donna blinked, "You know me?"

The young woman smiled as the children cowered behind her, her fellow teachers just as scared.

"You're a servant of our god," the woman.

"Oi, I'm nobodies servant."Donna snapped, "And ignoring the fanatic Doctor Worship I need to get you lot out of here."

The woman insisted, "These tunnels,"

"They know about the tunnels!" Donna repeated what the Doctor told her, "There is an army of magic ninjas waiting at the exit!"

The teachers began to murmur at each other.

"I'm here to save you lot," Donna insisted.

The woman eyed, "Are you? Are you really? This is a fixed point, we all sense it. Are you really telling me the Doctor sent you out here to change it?"

Donna sighed, "He might have just wanted... wanted to save the children. The rest of you are on your own."

The woman smiled at that, "He always did have a soft spot for children." She turned to the teachers, "We need to give them time to escape." The teachers stiffened in fear at the implication of that, "It's what Lord Uzumaki wants. Be thankful he is getting the kids out." They gained a strange determination at that.

"KIDS!" She called through the crowd of dozens of children, maybe hundreds, "Follow the nice Celestial to the Doctor's TARDIS." She turned to Donna, "Mito."

Donna blinked, "You what?"

"My name, it's Mito. Tell the Doctor to look me up. I'll be seeing you." With that she turned. The teachers and staff followed after her, leaving Donna alone with the children.

"Let's go," Donna forced herself to say and the kids followed. None of them appeared older then 12.

She brought dozens of children to the TARDIS, Where Danny was waiting with dozens more. The kids were sitting around the TARDIS, all crying. He didn't seem to know what to do.

The teenagers were helping take care of the younger ones. A few of them were using Ninja magic to heal the injured.

Danny stood tall, looking over them. He seemed... different... he looked the same but he held himself differently.

Donna opened her mouth, but the TARDIS Doors opened again as the Doctor walked in. There were a few babies floating around him as he held out his Sonic screwdriver. He waved the wand like device about and the babies floated inside. Some of the teenagers gently took them out of the air and walked off with them.

"I thought you said your wand wasn't magic," Donna teased.

The Doctor gaped, "It's not! Alright so it can do magic but most of it involve using sonic vibrations to-"

"Magic," Donna grinned.

"Not Magic," the Doctor pouted, "Magic is for priest. I gave it up a long time ago." He insisted, "Nasty habit."

Danny spoke up, "How many people could you save with it?"

The Doctor frowned, "The end doesn't always justify the means. Magic often makes things worse then better."

Danny felt something twist in him again. Just a tiny pinch in his soul. Part of him agreed with the Doctor, while another denied it.

"Well kids" The Doctor smiled, looking at the Uzumaki children, "Let's find you a safe place to live."

"Doctor!" Donna hissed in the alien's ear, "Please tell me you don't intend to leave a heard of children out on their own!"

The Doctor blinked, "Well the older ones can look out-"

"No! Their coming with us. You wanted to take care of your orphans. Well I hate to break it to you." She motioned at the kids, all staring at them. "You can't think to abandon them now! You saved them, that makes them your responsibility! They need us! It's not like the TARDIS isn't big enough!"

The Doctor gulped, looking around. Their must be near a hundred kids. He sighed, "I really didn't think this through."

"Are you going to do the gene thingy," Danny asked.

The Doctor's eyes widened.

"Doctor..." Danny tried to explain. "I'm one of 2 beings like me in the universe... giving your kids their own proper species... it could be the best thing you could ever do for them. Plus these kids are your descendants as well. Why don't you want to keep them around for just as long as the other kids?"

The Doctor sighed, "Gene splicing them like that had been an accident."

"Like how I was an accident." Danny looked up at him. There was something in the boy's eyes. "I would give anything if their was more of me then just Vlad..." the boy trailed off.

The Doctor looked at all the children, scared and sad. He sighed.

Ch4: Lord Uzumaki

Ch4: Enter Goku

● In Deep Space
With Original 27th Doctor Regeneration, Namekian (Piccolo's race from Dragon Ball Z)

An older green gentleman, with bold / amphibian like skin and antenea, looked out his TARDIS doors. His scrawny body was dressed in a red velvet suit with a purple dress shirt covered in ruffles. Over all he looked very Christmassy despite it being the middle of June, at least in this timezone. He smiled as the empty void of space his TARDIS floated in burned in bright golden flames. "Guess I'll need to get used to how this place feels now," he spoke out loud as the fire died and space returned to normal.

"Doesn't anyone care how I feel!?"

The Doctor turned to see the most overdramatic creature in the cosmos, a 12 year old boy. The child had a snow white exoskeleton with a purple bump on each of his shoulders, chest, and bold head. Frieza somehow stormed out of the console well slouching.

The Doctor, as who else could this green man be, smiled at the display. The tween years were probably the most confusing time for any child. The clever ones were just starting to form their own opinions well being so ready to be seen as adults when they weren't even looked at as teenagers yet. Giving a content sigh, The Doctor closed the doors and followed after the boy.

"How is the training going?" The Doctor smiled at the child as he walked into the kitchen. The boy was already sitting at the table. Pouring himself a bowl of cereal.

"Annoying," Frieza grumbled. "This is a lot harder then I thought it be," He complained as he ate his own cereal. The Doctor could make him a lush breakfast of bacon and French toast but the boy preferred his Lucky Charms. The child shoved in a spoon full well asking. "Why can't I do anything fun in this form!?"

"It's been explained to you." The Doctor smiled. "And don't talk with your mouth full."

The boy quickly swallowed. "Sorry... but this training is so stupid. I'm tired all the time and I'm not even doing anything!" The boy suddenly wailed. "Can't you talk to dad?"

The Namekian Doctor laughed. "You think he'll listen to me? F.T. is near unmovable when it comes to your training."

"YEAH! But normally we do fun stuff! LIKE SPARRING AND PRACTICING KI BLASTS!!! Right now I'm just kinda walking around in my final form. Is really easy but I feel drained all the time so dad won't let me do any proper training! Is totally unfair!" The little boy wailed.

The Doctor opened his mouth to comment but a new man entered the kitchen.

The young man rested a hand on the boy's head, rubbing the exoskeleton as if it was hair in need of ruffling, "I know it's hard." The young man had a purple bowl cut of his own so there were worse things then being part of a race without hair Frieza supposed. "But the longer you hold onto your final form the easier it will be to use and the longer you can use it. You'll also have more control and be more aware of your strength."

Frieza just pouted. "I keep breaking things."

The Doctor shrugged. "Just gives me more things to fix. You know how much I love tinkering." He winked at the child, getting a grin.

"You're the one who said you wanted to be able to walk around in your ultimate form all the time," the young father reminded, "I know the training for it isn't exciting but this is how you do it. Though what is wrong with your base form I can't figure."

"WHAT KINDA SELF RESPECTING BOY WOULD WANT TO RUN AROUND ALL PINK ALL THE TIME!!!" The boy shrieked. His prepubescent voice hitting a pitch that hurt dogs' ears.

"Use your inside voice," The Doctor lightly scolded and Frieza immediately adjusted the volume. "Is this about those Klingon kids that were teasing you?"

Frieza shifted in his seat. "... no..." The boy sounded unconvincing.

"You are very handsome, no matter what form you're in," F.T. assured.

The boy just shrugged, looking all mopey.

"Tell you what." F.T. looked concerned. "We can spend some time training later today if you spend the next few hours appreciating your base form."

Frieza suddenly shifted back to his original form not a millisecond later. He now had cotton candy pink skin with occasional patches of white and purple exoskeleton. He even grew horns for his base form, on his much clunker head that looked like a naturally occurring helmet. "Thanks, dad." The boy bounced up from the table and ran off, nearly tripping on the legs of his pajamas.

Trunks blinked, before looking at the Doctor. "I think we've been had."

The Doctor smiled. "He does have a way of manipulating us doesn't he."

Trunks suddenly looked worried and the Doctor immediately responded by slapping him upside the head, "You seriously need to stop looking for 'evil' traits in the boy. All children are demons that try to manipulate their parents. He is a perfectly normal child but if you keep freaking out whenever he does something bad he will live down to your expectations. Just as any child would."

The young man sighed, "I know. Is just easier said then done."

"RELAX, F.T. we've done a good job with that boy."

"Please stop calling me that," asked F.T.

"Alright but it is a bit of a mouthful to call you ' Future Trunks' all the time."

"My name isn't Future."

"Bit inaccurate to but 'From an Alternate Reality that no longer exist, Trunks' is even worse to say in passing conversations."

"You could always just call me 'Trunks,' as that's my name."

"We have had this talk before." The Doctor smirked. "Technically this dimension already has a Trunks of it's own. You're a time abnormality that shouldn't exist but does, because of your amateur time travel exploits. Most embarrassing, that, and what kind of friend would I be if I didn't mock you for your mistakes every other day."

"A better one." Future Trunks frowned with his mouth, yet his eyes smiled.

A few hours later, The Doctor was walking past the boy's room... and caught a strange sight.

The boy was standing in front of a long mirror, frowning and poking at his pink arm. He was standing in nothing but his Pokemon underpants with his shorts and tshirt on the bed.

The boy blushed purple as he looked over at the Doctor. The hesitantly looked back at the mirror. "Why do I have to be pink?" The boy frowned as he poked his skin again. "People keep mistaking me for a girl!"

"That shrill voice doesn't help." The Doctor smiled and came into the room, sitting on the bed so Frieza could see him in the mirror.

"GEEZ THANKS!" The boy rolled his eyes then looked back at himself, not at all happy with what he saw.

"There is nothing wrong with the way you look. Pink is a common skin color for your species."

"SO IS PURPLE!!!" Frieza sneered at the Doctor's reflection. "Why can't I be purple! Pink is just the WORST color!"

The Doctor shook his head. "You don't need to be so worried about being girly. That isn't even accurate. Boys and girls aren't really all that different for most species. Some are tough and sporty, where others are gentle and nerdy, and everything in between. Gender has really nothing to do with it. It is more cultural norms that cause the differences, and those are imposed purely by people thinking how people should be. You shouldn't be so concerned about what others demand of you. You are beautiful, don't be ashamed of it, own it. Be confident in yourself and most people will respect you for it."

Frieza sighed. "I get it."

"No you don't." The Doctor shook his head. "I have yet to meet a 12 year old that has the slightest bit of confidence in who they are. You're just beginning to figure that out. Your father wants you to be a great warrior and merciful king. I would like it if you lived the life of a scholar. It is entirely your decision who you will be, and you don't have to live up to either of our expectations. You could become a stay at home dad, a janitor, a dojo master... A man completely anonymous to history but still just as important as a king. Kings mean nothing without the little people they protect. All that matters, is in the end, that your happy. That you grow up into someone who is kind, and doesn't care they are pink. All you have to do is learn to be happy with yourself, and your father and I will be proud of whoever you growup into."

Frieza smiled. "You always give the cheesiest speeches." The boy shook his head.

"I'm an old man." The Doctor smiled. "It's my prerogative."

"Thanks, Grampa... but I still don't want to be pink." The boy's body began to shift, twisting into an assortment of different forms until turning back into his last. His snow white form with purple patches. Because of this 'Annoying' training it was much easier to ascend through his various transforms. He was a shapeshifter by nature, although he only had a few preordained transformations to his biology. "Once I get used to being in this form all the time I won't ever have to go back."

"Indeed." The Doctor nodded. "I probably understand better then others about what it is like to change your face. Although my weirdness seems limited compared to yours. This form is still you, but your base form is the face you were born with. It makes up the core of who you are. The stronger it gets, the stronger your ultimate form is. If you stay in this form all the time you won't advance nearly as quickly."

"Not everything is about power." Frieza shrugged.

"Good lad." The Doctor smiled. "I just wish such a mature sentiment wasn't forged through insecurity. Pink is cool. Don't let anyone tell you different."

"Purple is cooler," the boy snarked. Always wanting to get the last word in, so the Doctor let him.

● Planet Z'Kia
With the 10th Doctor

Goku wake up the next morning and was puzzled at the sound of laughter that filled his small house.

He stepped out of his bed and gingery walked to the edge of his doorway, spying that Doctor from yesterday just sitting at his table, enjoying a cup of tea well... children? There were 3 tiny babies sitting on the floor, cooing and giggling at each other. A teenage boy was floating over the table, reading a comic book.

Things progressed from there.

Every morning the man would return and bring with him food and toys. Even movies and TV shows. Mostly documentaries and educational stuff like "The Magic School Bus", "Sesame Street", " Bill Nye the Science Guy", and other such things.

Soon after he started coming regularly, the Doctor did some kind of medical procedure on Goku. "To keep the monster at bay". Now Goku looked like the other boys, with wings and all. Ever since Goku was able to look at the moon without attracting the monsters attention.

Each time the man came back the babies looked bigger. Until one day, a month after Grampa died. The babies were walking and talking. They looked like they had aged a year in the course of a night!!!!

"How come the babies can talk now?" Goku titled his head at The Doctor, "I thought Bill Nye said it would take longer."

But the Doctor brushed it off. "We were gone a little longer then expected is all."

Goku titled his head to the other side. "But you were just here yesterday?" The little boy puzzled.

"Don't worry about it." The Doctor waved it off. "I'll explain when you are ready to come with us."

Goku scowled and stormed off at that point.

The babies continued to get bigger at an alarming rate. Within a year they were as big as Goku!!! Naruto even said he and Spike were 4 years old but that was impossible!!! That's how old Goku was when he met them!!! Harry was even his age now!!

"You guys need to tell me the truth," Goku warned, "How come you grew up so much and I didn't?"

"We aren't supposed to say," Spike informed.

Goku crossed his arms and glared at them. Getting an adorable pout on his face. Well, adorable to adults, to his fellow toddlers it looked quite stern. "Are we brothers or not?" He glared at them.

Spike shared a look with Harry.

"Of course we are," Harry insisted, "It's just complicated and we aren't sure if you'll believe us."

"Believe what?" Goku demanded.

"That we're time traveling aliens from outter space," Naruto blurted out, rather indifferently as he read one of Danny's comics.

Goku awed at them. "Really? Does that mean I'M an alien!!!" Little boy, filled with innocence, that he was didn't have that hard a time imagining that aliens were real.

Harry sighed. "Pretty much, Daddy doesn't want us talking about it though."

Goku blinked. "Why not?"

Spike answered, "Daddy wants to wait until you're ready to travel with us. He doesn't want to make you leave before you're ready."

Goku pouted. "I wanna see it."

Harry and Spike shared another look well Naruto asked, "See what?"

"Your time machine!" Goku insisted.

Now all the boys shared a look.

"Come on," Goku begged, "Just a peek."

The boys looked over at the adults and Danny sitting by the table... Danny didn't look any different then he used to and neither did the Doctor... but Donna was starting to get grey hairs, just the occasional odd one but the were popping up with more frequency.... weird that she looked so young when Goku met her. She was aging even faster then the kids somehow. It looked like she aged 10 years in one.

"Danny." The Doctor looked over at the eternal teenager. He said, "Mind showing keeping an eye on the boys as they show Goku the TARDIS," as if he heard the children whispering from all the way over there.

The ghost child chuckled and hopped into the air. He quickly shifted into his ghost form, as he hadn't learned how to use his powers outside it. Now..
He looked very different then the first time Goku saw him. The boy's legs fused into a ghostly tail. His hair turned to white flames. His skin was even more pale, with a touch of a blue tinge. His ears were more pointed and he had... fangs... he looked more like a ghost then when Goku first meet him. He was still a scrawny thing though, no muscle and short for a 14 year old. At least his eyes were the same bright glowing green... even if it did look like he was wearing eyeliner and eyeshadow. He now wore a black jumpsuit with white trim, a white belt, black gloves, white boots and his logo on his chest of a D spliced with a P. He also had on white cape with a black inside.

He flew next to the toddlers and landed beside them. His tail turned back into legs.

"Come along, Time Tots." Danny smiled as he snapped his fingers.

The entire group of them disappeared and then reappeared in the forest. In front of a blue phone booth, like the ones from the cartoons the Doctor showed him. The only difference was the words "Police Box" were written on the top of it.

"I love this part." Danny smiled as he took out a key on a retracting chain attached to his pant loop.

The other boys giggled as Danny opened up the doors... and revealed a whole other world inside.

An infinite reality contained inside a box. The first room was some kind of control center. The bridge of the space ship. Goku awed as he stepped inside. The room was mostly brown and gold, with round things on the walls.

Goku walked like a zombie up to the controls. Goku suddenly gasped as he felt something in his head. He didn't hear words, more a feelings that weren't his. Along with... an instruction manual. The... TARDIS, that was her name, she just taught him everything he would need to know on how to fly her. Looking up Goku saw the other boys, even Danny, grinning like a loon.

"She does that." Danny shrugged.

Goku... grinned back, before bouncing on the controls. "Where should we go!?" he eagerly bounced.

Danny instantly frowned. "Nowhere. We are just giving you a tour of our home."

"Oh come on Danny," Spike whined, "Daddy won't mind, we could just-"

"There is a reason Grampa didn't want you to tell Goku about the TARDIS." Danny glared. "He is still grieving and needs time to figure himself out before we can talk him on anywhere. It might have been years for us but it hadn't even been a few months for him! It's not right to take him from this place before he is ready."

Goku frowned. "But-" he tried again.

"No!" Danny was adamant. "Trust me, this place can mess you up if you aren't ready for it."

"It's been over a year since Grandpa died," Goku tried to explain, "Yeah I miss him but I've had plenty of time to grieve... I'm ready to go."

Danny looked doubtful. "Sure you aren't just saying that because you think you're supposed to. Plus the breadth of all of time and space can be kinda overwhelming."

"Can we at least take him to meet Twilight?" Spike begged, "Nothing bad ever happens in Equestria."

Goku blinked. "Twilight?"

Naruto grinned. "She's our foalsitter. We stay with here every day from her perspective and once a week from ours. The Doctor only really takes us between the places he knows are safe but takes Danny adventuring on the weekends. We spend the week on Elemental Prime, That's my planet."

Spike shrugged, "Daddy keeps dropping us off with Twilight when he takes Danny and Auntie Donna on adventures. She takes us to class with her and we help here with her studies. Is lots of fun!"

"Well that part not so much," Naruto snarked, "But Twilight plays let's us help her practice her magic to. Which is pretty cool."

Harry nodded. "Twilight's parents are mega important archeologist. They go into ruins and recover lost magical artifacts and fight monsters. They work directly for the ruler of the planet. So, Twily knows what it's like having parents that are always running off on adventures without us. Is cool having her to talk to... I'm sure Daddy won't mind if we go see Twily."

"Why don't we ask him?" Danny floated back out the TARDIS doors.

Naruto and Harry shared a look... then slammed the door shut. All four boys danced around the controls, frankly pushing buttons well they hear banging on the door.

"COME OUT OF THERE!!!" Danny demanded, banging and kicking. He quickly stopped trying to phase through the door, as he realized the TARDIS wasn't letting him, and reached for his key... just as the TARDIS disappeared. "Shit."

● London 16th Century

Queen Elizabeth did her best not to groan in boredom as the nobles blathered on about nothing important. They were demanding more money for their own pockets and less for the poor, the usual. One dare criticize her for executing a murderer, as his victim was a magical and so they believed the crime should be overlooked

"Strange you feel so confident in your position you would think to make such comments in my throne room." Elizabeth smiled at the young man. Her eyes turned to an older gentleman, the proper lord of their estate. "If you would like your son to keep his head you will make it clear to to hold his tongue well in my presence."

Before the old man could sputter a plea for forgiveness, a strange wind swirled about the throne room. Parchment and quills flew away from the scribes. The entire hall immediately fell silent as a strange box appeares before them... a box Elizabeth recognized.

"It can't be," she whispered as she stood from her throne. She looked to the lords as the box faded out and in again. "Our session is called early today. The nobles will return to their chambers." Many didn't need telling twice, fleeing well they could. Well others lingered. The guards went for their swords but Elizabeth held her hand for them to wait. Finally the box became fully solid. The Queen lifted her dress and quickly hurried over, "Doctor?" She as the doors opened...

But it wasn't the Doctor that tumbled out. A pile of children fell to the floor and started squirming on top of each other as they all tried to stand. The most bizarre children she had ever seen. There eyes were 3 times the size of an ordinary human well their backs had large reptilian wings sticking out. They even had strangely colored monkey tails that matched their hair and had reptilian spines on them. The hair on the tops of their heads were spiky, almost quill like.

One child had yellow hair. Not blonde, but a yellow so bright it could only be found in flowers. Well another had green quills. The other two boys had black hair, with even their eyes being unusual colors. One had green eyes, which were rarely found in this country. While the other had black.

The green haired boy blinked at her. "You're not Twily." The other boys pushed him off them.

Elizabeth stared a moment but hardly missed a beat. "And you are not the Doctor."

"That's our daddy," said the 'Blonde' as all the boys finally stood.

"Father to all of you?" Elizabeth blinked as she signaled the guards to remove the nobles who still lingered.

"We're sorta adopted," answered the green haired boy.

The green eyed child looked at the TARDIS. "Daddy wasn't joking. You really do just through time traveler across the cosmos on a whim, Bad Sexy!" The little boy whacked the side of the TARDIS and the doors immediately snapped shut.

The boys gaped and all of then tried prying them open. The doors turned intangible and the boys fell through as their temple disappeared.

"COME BACK TARDIS!!!" The green eyed child yelled, "I DIDN'T MEAN IT!!!"

"Way to go, Harry!" The blonde shoved him and shoving match devolved into a wrestling match.

The green haired boy rolled his eyes as he looked at monkey tail. "The TARDIS relocates when threatened. It was some weird feature Daddy turned on recently. Don't worry. She'll probably go back to Daddy and they will use the last coordinates to come back for us."

The boys stopped wrestling and all 4 stood on the spot, looking at where the temple was... "How long does it take for a time machine to return?" Monkey tail tried after a few moments.

"A few seconds," Green eyes supplied.

The blonde groaned. "Great! Daddy is running late again. Remember, sometimes we comes back to Elemental Prime days after we are supposed to!"

"There was that one time." gulped green hair. "He missed the mark by months."

Monkey groaned. "Great."

Elizabeth sighed. "Well, if you are stuck here I will not have you run around unattended." She looked at a nearby servant girl. She was by far the prettiest thing in the kingdom, though few would employ her due to the source of her beauty. "Ariasa, prepare a chamber for the young gentlemen and summon Rutherford. I am sure he will be eager to look after a herd of children again. Warn him they may not be with us long."

"At your will, your majesty." The girl bowed, he pointed ears poking out of her hair as she did so.

Elizabeth was certain she would keep the children safe. Dalish Elves were rather obsessive when it came to looking after other magical beings.

Ch5: Daleks, No More

Ch5: Not so lonely God

● 16 Century,
With the 4th Doctor.

"That's odd," spoke a tall man with a near afro of curls. He wore a dark red overcoat and a long multicolored scarf.

"If we are in the wrong place again that's basically normal at this point, Doctor, " Romona snarked, then paused the moment she stepped out of the TARDIS. "Wait... I feel it too." The young Time Lady looked up at the sky, rich and clean with barely a cloud and no evidence of smog. London was still young after all.

Sarah Jane Smith looked around the sky, not seeing whatever it was the Time Lords were looking at. She stepped out of the TARDIS with her faithful robot dog, K-4. The group of four had been traveling together for years now... or at least it felt like years, was hard to tell in a time machine.

"It's coming," The Doctor observed. "It feels like a rough one."

"Rough what?" Sarah looked around frantically.

"An echo," The Doctor informed. "A distortion in the space time continuum. Is common for new dimensions like ours. She is still developing after all, like a fetus kicking. Most of the time it is a beautifully joyous event to witness... others times it is painful and even harmful to the parent. The fact we can feel what the distortion is, so clearly before it happens, means this is going to be a particularly bad kick."

● 17 years later
With the 10th Doctor.

"I was just a little girl when it happened. The world burned in golden flames yet he stepped out of the safety of the castle. He looked out at the raging heavens and declared 'No More'. Those simple words, I still hear them so clearly. The sheer power of them. Words that even the heavens must bend to. Not the words themselves, of course not, but the way he spoke them. One man raging against the heavans. Standing before the rapture itself and simply proclaiming 'No More'... a single man declaring war against the heavens... and won. He walked away as if nothing was the matter. A smile on his face as he offered me a strange candy. He took his far stranger friends and left in his strange temple... not even allowing us time to properly thank him..." Elizabeth sighed as she relived the memory.

She was sitting in her tea room, enjoying a cup with the oddly dressed scrawny man, with his own reptilian wings and tail. Her more trusted servants stood nearby, tending their needs. It was near midnight. The servants had woken her when the blue box returned to the throne room, as they had been ordered.

"I must admit." Elizabeth found it so easy to speak to this man. Unaware why she trusted him so. He just... had a calming air about him. "When I saw the vanishing temple, heard the boys speak of the Doctor... I assumed you would be that man... I should have remembered there was more then one."

"You're aware of that." The Doctor eyed.

"I assume you are a guild of some kind. From the records past kings have been able to archive your guild's involvement in our history. I've studied them since I was a child. It would suggest you don't always do things in the right order.

"All of you have made off hand comments about things that have yet to happen, and things you lot are unaware have happened. The fact you also speak of things that didn't happen the right way but you remember the events suggest, in addition to time travelers, you are all powerful seers. As they do, the lot of you get confused what is a vision and what actually happened. The fact none of you appear to live in a linear sense makes it even more confusing for you. I image you don't just see the pass and future, like most seers. You see all the possibilities of both and it can be hard to keep straight which timeline you are in.

"A guild of the most powerful seers in the universe, acting as common adventures and thrill seekers that occasionally stumble into world saving affairs. I don't know if I should be flattered by the fact you all appear to favor my kingdom, or be terrified by the implication."

The Doctor just stared at her in near awe. Who was he kidding. It was true awe. It wasn't often a human impressed him... when they did he tended to offer them a place on his TARDIS. "You really are as clever as the stories suggest." She was under the impression that the various faces were different people but she was frighteningly close to the truth of things... closer then even the Doctor yet realized.

Still, Elizabeth was assuming there were more of them then one man with multiple faces. An easy mistake to make... though the Doctor soon learned she wasn't the one who was mistaken.

The Doctor chose to distract her. "So sad I will have to murder my boys after their little joyride."

Elizabeth chuckled. "Don't be too hard on them. They have been waiting for you to find them for 3 months now. They were most distraught but relatively well behaved for their tutors and caretakers. They did need to be taken in hand from time to time, as little boys do. Of course none short of my elven handmaid was up to the task. The boys are too powerful, both physically and magically, to react to a human hand. I doubt they will steal your temple again."

"I intend to make sure of that." The Doctor sighed, sitting back in his chair. "It's been far too long since I was put in this position, but the boys are getting older, and bolder. I doubt a time out will work anymore on it's own."

"Have you not taken them in hand before?" Elizabeth asked.

"The occasional swat but not a proper spanking, no. I thought they were too young but they are getting older. Unfortunately this is too serious an offense to ignore. They could have been lost. They did get lost. My TARDIS relocated, yes, but it didn't come back to me. I had to do a good bit of tinkering with various magical rituals, in order to get me to go to it... even then I had to leave some friends behind that I need to get back to as soon as possible."

Elizabeth frowned. "Will you leave so soon? It isn't often one of your guild arrives without a catastrophe."

"I make sure I avoid those with my boys. I leave them with their own caretaker when I go adventuring. I can be gone for months but from their point of view it was a single day, not even going into the night... usually. My transport is a bit unreliable... just how often have my Guild come to your Kingdom?"

The Doctor had few memories of coming to this time period. Especially not recent enough to be recorded into their history. He didn't really become actively known to conspiracy theorist until the 70s, due to frequent intervention with unit.

"I have over four thousand recorded accounts of your clans interventions." Elizabeth smiled. "Since the founding of The Kingdom of England, that is."

The Doctor's eyes widened. "I need to see these records."

"Strange to hear any man make demands from a Queen," Elizabeth teased.

"Oh, but I do. Something is very wrong here, and if I don't find out what, it could get very bad."

Elizabeth frowned. "If anyone else made such a claim I would assume they were being insolent... but with you I know better. The children will be sleeping for a few hours yet. If your reading skills are anything like your peers you should be able to skim through the archives before they wake."

The Doctor... was worried...

These records were extensive. Since the 900s, scholars had gone in to every area the Doctor was rumored to visit and made a secret record of his actions... the fact they did that meant there were a lot of myths about him before the founding of the Kingdom of England. Enough to get the new rulers attention and begin recording it.

The problem was... none of these things actually happened... they certainly sounded like stuff his previous regenerations would do. There were even records of future regenerations, although the Doctor was avoiding reading those... it was a big enough spoiler that he knew there WERE so many future incantations. Possibly they were just more descendants that took his name after he passed. There is power in a name after all, but he didn't want to risk learning his theory was wrong.

The biggest worry was the things he remembered happening, didn't. It was just as Elizabeth the First said. His past selves were not only acting independently but everything they did well they were connected was written out of history... everything except his first face. The original Doctor... the one who spent half his childhood on Earth and stupidly told his name to a king of Greece... the one who told the Daleks there were lifeforms beyond their planet. The one who helped liberate the Cybermen from Skynet only for them to turn against the remaining humanoid races... of course all the mistakes he made back then were in tact.

The British Empire was even aware that he was Alexander the Great. Rather it was believed the man was the creator of their Guild after he stopped trying to conquer the world...

The question was, how? Why that one and not the others. Why did the Doctor remember being the others if they weren't actually connected anymore? He remembered a completely different history yet the original doctor still happened like normal...

After checking their archive, now knowing what he was looking for, the 10th Doctor checked the TARDIS archives... and it was true. Except for his first face, the Doctor had been completely written out of history. Even the adventures of his first regeneration traveling with his granddaughter had been erased. Then wrote back in with completely new adventures.

The Doctor couldn't resist looking into what became of his companions. Most of his various companions had apparently never meet him. They had lived perfectly ordinary lives without him... aside from all of them mysteriously wining the lottery.

The Doctor smirked at that. It seemed his other counterparts were already aware of what happened.

Their other companions... specifically the ones who had been with him when each of his previous faces regenerated... they were never born. No recorded history anywhere... except with the Doctor. What happened to him, happened to them as well. They were written out of history and written back in as... something new, seemly popping out of the ether.

All the 10th Doctor's companions were still around as Boekind, meaning they must have been present when he regenerated in the history that never was. That was comforting... to an extent. He would need to track them down. The event that turned Captain Jack into an immortal never happened yet he still was, and so were all of them now.

Boekind. All his final companions were described as Boekind but they appeared to work differently from the the few in the Doctor's former universe. They were still a species of immortals, but much greater in number. They could even have children and grandchildren with that same immortality. They were a proper race and not just abnormalities in time.

They even had additional powers as well. History reported all of them aging at a snail's pass. There was even a video of an old Jack, wrinkled with age, bursting into yellow energy, then turning back into their prime like a Phoenix. There was also video of Sarah Jane Smith transforming into a humanoid Boekind with leathery wings, shining in a golden mist. Still it went further then even that. They were reported using Donna's biotics and more advanced ki techniques but also... powers over time. More limited powers, like freezing time and warping space in localized areas (a video of a bullet going back into a gun before the gun flew out of the shooter's hand). It was limited, not being able to effect more then one area at a time, but they could do it. The Doctors were reported doing these things as well, to a much greater degree....

The last companions of each Doctor had been turned into fixed points, immortals... Celestials, based on their powers... soliders of gods...

The Doctor really started panicking as he took a step back from the console.

A running theme was they Doctors were traveling with the companions who had been there when they... died.

All the adventures started just before they were supposed to regenerate, yet nothing before that was recorded in even the TARDIS history archives.

Does this mean the regenerations are truly separate entities in this new dimension... could he even regenerate?

The Doctor quickly ran to sickbay to run test on himself.

Good news... and horrible news... the old saying was true, be careful what you wish for. He wanted to be the tenths Doctor forever... now he truly would be... after hours of testing in the span of a few seconds (time machine, time is very wibbly wobbly here) the Doctor discovered he never had to worry about a new man replacing him again. His third chromosome chain was locked. He still had regeneration energy but could no longer regenerate. Instead the energy would just repair him without changing him but he had to conciousnessly use it to heal most injuries. If he died his regeneration energy would kick in on it's own and completely fix him... but he wouldn't actually regenerate.

Now the energy worked like his chakra, replenishing itself within an hour. He could still die. He would become vulnerable if he used all his energy to heal so no wasting the energy on paper cuts unless he knew he was in a safe place. His magic was even tied to his regeneration energy so if he used too many spells and exhausted his pathways he would become vulnerable. If he died then he would stay died. Of course he had enough magic in him to reduce a planet to dust so it was unlikely that would ever happen... unless he come across a villain just as powerful... which there were many... even those that could burn solar systems.

Why wasn't the TARDIS rejecting him? Or Donna for that matter? Or any of the other Doctor's companions? They were time abnormalities. She should be screaming in pain at his mere existence yet somehow she was running better then ever.

It wasn't just Danny's piloting skills. It was as if the TARDIS had more control. She was taking him to both where he needed to be but also making sure the children were safe before going on adventures. Yes, they still occasionally missed a time zone or exact location but not nearly as often... and, if the Doctor was honest with himself, the few times they did miss something was because of his own poor piloting skills. The TARDIS did still bring them where he was needed, but only when he was ready to go there... it really did have much more control.

Did the TARDIS bring the kids here intentionally? So that the Doctor could learn all this?

The Doctor figured out they were in a new dimension a long time ago but he never figured out what caused it. He didn't even notice his new limitations though.

"OH!" The Doctor's eyes widened, "That's it isn't it! It wasn't after the dimension split. That was WHEN the dimension split. The TARDIS admitted to being behind that so she must have rewrote my history. No, no that can't be it. Normally that would just cause time to rewrite itself as well to compensate. It's the whole point of the Time Vortex. Something else must have happened. Something BIG... but what?"

The TARDIS hummed at him. The Doctor sighed, "It's times like this I wish you could actually talk instead of just projecting animal-like psychic impressions." Shaking his head before leaving sickbay. The moment he reentered the console room he pet the control panel.

"Something bad is coming... isn't it, Sexy? Something truly horrible you tried to prevent. Somehow my kids are the key. That's the trouble with champions. Fate is always pulling pranks on them... please sexy... just wait until they are more grown up to handle what is coming... give me time to prepare them... can you do that for me old girl?"

There was another hum and the Doctor sighed with relief. "Thanks for understanding." He patted her controls.

He started walking towards the exit, but paused. Looking back he asked, "There is a reason I don't hurt you... why you are running better and why all my regenerations got splittered off from each other... how everything I remembered we did never happened except for my very first face... he road around in a different TARDIS back then. It's all focused on you... something... terrible must have happened... to you... Something that splinter you and your occupants apart... your the heart of this dimension. It's literal soul. The physical conciousness of the universe itself.

"You're not really a typical TARDIS anymore. It just what you are using to interact with me, all the mez... Each TARDIS holds a piece of you. The essence of the universe itself. They are your physical avatars. It's how you can be in so many places at once, with the other Doctors... you're the God of this world. The conciousness of the Time Vortex itself... At least for this reality..."

The TARDIS gave a sad hum of confirmation.

"That would make myself, and the other Doctors, your white blood cells. We keep you running. We look after the universe as we have always done... only it is more literal now... that is how I have renewable regeneration energy... why my regeneration works differently now... I... I really am a god of this dimension..." the Doctor almost begged her to deny it... but that isn't what here hum said.

"I'm an elder god. As old as you, but you're young so I'm young, relatively so in comparison to universes. I'm not yet grown into my full potential... the 'lesser' gods, like the Q Continuum and such, are older and more powerful because they aren't so deeply connected to your being. They aged the long way around, where my body is more aware of how old the universe actually is. As a result I'm much weaker then them, to the point of near mortal limitations... I hope I stay this way for a while... but it's inevitable... I really am a god, thankfully a lower case 'g'...

"Still... the rules no longer apply to me. I make the rules... Time Lord Victorious... whoever did this to me... whatever monster shattered you and created our world. They best run. I'm still the Doctor. I'm a madman with a box. Helping where I can... stopping the monsters... that will never change... because... I'm the Doctor who still makes house calls... and now there is an army of me.

"Our most trusted Companions are our Celestials, holy warriors to inact our will. Oh Donna is NOT going to be happy about that... I suppose to there is an upside. As we are so deeply connected now as long as I'm alive she will be to... we can literal travel the universe forever... thank you old girl... for small mercies... my boys aren't though. Finding them was where my timeline began for this dimension. They weren't traveling with me before... they were another gift of this dimension and so not are part of my army of Celestials... I'll have to watch them die someday..."

The next morning, after the boys got their hugs and kisses at seeing their daddy, they each got a swat to their hide with the promise of more to come.

Since living with Queen Liz the boys had gotten more familiar with "proper" spanking. That elf maid was very stern with them. She was fun... but really strict. The boys dreaded what was going to happened as soon as they were alone with their Daddy. They almost wished the Doctor hadn't found them, almost.

Once they were in the TARDIS the Doctor stayed eerily quiet as he flipped a few switches and pressed near a dozen buttons. After the Doctor pulled the lever, and the TARDIS began to lightly shake, the boys gulped as the Time Lord turned to them.

"You have any idea how worried I was," The Doctor scolded, not looking at them. "What were you thinking going for a joy ride in the TARDIS!?"

"Sorry Daddy," the boys choired but it was Naruto who built up the courage to beg. "Plesse don't spank us daddy. Spankings really hurt!"

"They are supposed to hurt. It makes sure that little boys, who can't understand the consequences to their actions, stop to think before doing something dangerous."

Spike tried to outwit the man. "But good daddies don't hurt their kids," he pleaded.

"The mark of a good daddy is not having children that run away for 3 months." The Doctor rolled his eyes.

Harry insisted, "We didn't run away! We just wanted to visit Twilight and we got lost."

"Of course you got lost!" The Doctor accidentally shouted, getting the boys to jump back with a start. He closed his eyes and took a calming breath. "Go to your rooms. Daddy is very upset and needs time to himself. I'll be seeing you shortly."

The boys quickly scampered away, all but Goku.

"Doctor..." the little boy hesitated. "I don't have a room..."

The Doctor forced a smile and spoke gently, "Of course you have a room. Just follow the boys down that hallway. You're name is on the door."

Goku didn't move. "You made a room for me?"

The Doctor's heart melted. He knelt down hugged the toddler. "Of course I did." Keeping to the rule of 3. "You are one of my boys after all. Right?"

Goku gave a shrug as he thought on that.

"Go on to your room. I just need to pick up Danny and Donna then we can talk about the fate of your bottom."

The boy hesitantly nodded and dragged his feet into the room.

Goku's room was pretty luxurious. Their was a flat screen TV and a comfy bed and lots of toys and a new phone just like Danny's. There was even a banner reading "Welcome Home"... the Doctor really went all out... and Goku ruined the surprise by stealing the TARDIS and taking it for a joy ride... then getting lost for 3 months...

The Doctor had taken good care of him everyday for a year now and he repaid that kindness by being a complete brat. Grampa Gohan would have most definitely given the boy a spanking to.

Goku sighed as he laid on his bed, just staring at his stuff and thinking how unworthy of it he was. The young Saiyan had to wait a good 30 minutes in his room, thinking to himself, before the Doctor showed up.

The Doctor looked around the room. "You weren't supposed to see this until you were ready to come with us." The man sighed. He straightened himself and walked in, taking a seat on the bed next to Goku.

"I landed us a good hour before sunset so if you want you can still spend the night with your Grampa." The Doctor offered. Goku looked down in shame. The Doctor didn't want him anymore. "Or..." Goku looked up, hopeful of what the Doctor was about to say. "You could stay with us?" It came out a question. "I was rather hopeful, when I first heard you wanted to see my TARDIS. I thought that might have meant you were ready to come with us... but if this little adventure has put you off it..." The Doctor couldn't finish the sentence.

So Goku hugged him. "I'm ready to leave," the little boy whispered.

The Doctor sighed with relief and hugged him back. After several moments pulling them apart and talking sternly again. "Don't think that will get you out of a tanning though. Either way you are getting spanked so you don't need that to persuade you."

Goku shook his head. "Grampa spanked me a few times for wondering too far from home."

"Oh so this is going to be a running theme with you?" The Doctor smirked well Goku blushed and wisely chose not to answer.

The Doctor kissed the top of his head. "I hope it's not. I love you too much to be worried like that again."

Goku's heart melted.

"Well, let's get this over with." The Doctor ruffled his hair. "Over my lap."

The boy gulped.

"Come on, You don't want to keep your brothers waiting for their turn."

'They would probably appreciate that' thought Goku but dismissed it a moment later. Waiting in here, by himself, for half an hour had been the worst. Goku decided it was just cruel to make his brothers wait any longer. Pulling down his pants and undies the boy crawled over the man's lap.

"Seems like you do have some experience with this." The Doctor smiled.

Goku didn't really have any issues with being naked in front of anyone. He pretty much only wore clothes at all because they were warm.

The Doctor rested one hand on the boy's back to steady him then raised his other. "You ready champ?"

"Y-yeah..." Goku was able to get out.

The handed almost immediately struck the tiny rear. Despite himself Goku gave a yelp of surprise. He knew he shouldn't have been shocked it hurt so much, but he always was in this position. It wasn't long before he forgot the pain but the guilt stuck with him for a while. He hated making his Grampa worry... it seemed to be just as painful to make the Doctor worry...

It wasn't too long before the little boy wiggling and kicking on the Doctor's lap. The man even managed to get a few tears with little effort. It wasn't just the spanking that caused it. Goku missed his Grampa. Their playing together and yes, even the spankings. Right now at that moment, Goku felt at home.

The Doctor would never replace Grampa though. He was something else. Something Goku never had.

"I'm SORRY, Daddy!" Goku proclaimed with full sincerity and unconditional love that only a child could feel.

The words forced the Doctor to stop. His psychic powers telling him that wasn't a slip... the boy really meant those words... all of those words...

The Doctor couldn't force himself to continue. He knew from experience that you should never stop at the first "Sorry" for the kid will think that's all they have to say to get out of spanking, but the old man with the young face couldn't force himself to continue.

The Doctor sat Goku up, being sure his sore bottom didn't touch the rough cloth of the man's pants. Then gave him the biggest hug of the child's young life.

"I love you, son. Please don't put me through that again."

Goku sniffled, then promised, "I won't daddy."

After a few more minutes of hugging, The Doctor stood the boy on the floor and fixed his clothes. "Donna is preparing dinner in the kitchen. Why don't you go tell her the good news?"

The boy titled his head.

The Doctor chuckled. "That you're staying with us."

The boy's eyes lit up with realization. He gave the Doctor one last hug before running out the room. Not questioning why dinner was being served for breakfast, time machine after all.

Ch6: Fragments 2

Ch6: Think of the Children

● The Vault, in the TARDIS,
With The 12th Doctor,
Shortly After the Beginning of the Universe.

"No." Missy glared. "I refuse."

"I'm afraid you don't have a choice in the matter," The Doctor smirked. "Besides, I thought you would be thrilled to learn you're legitimately immortal," he teased.

"I am NOT an angel!" Missy glared. "Do you have any idea how humiliating that would be! I would need to get a harp and one of those ridiculous white robes. Not to mention a fluffy cloud to sit on!"

"You've been watching too much human television," The Doctor scolded.

"Well whose fault is that?!" Missy's glare never left her face. "It wasn't enough you had to turn me good. You had to turn me into a literal Celestial. Shame on you."

"It's not my fault."

"Of course it is. How much you want to bet whatever splinter the universe was directly your fault!"

The Doctor frowned. "I suppose it is rather likely isn't it?... Bill is rather excited about being an angel," he not so subtly changed the subject and Missy decided to allow it.

"Of course she would be," Missy scoffed. "You've granted a mayfly near immortality. I'm sure that will work out wonderfully."

"I did not!" The Doctor insisted.

"So is there another Bill running around the university now. Since you turned this one into a time abnormality I image there is another running about."

The Doctor sighed. "I'm not the only one who was written out of history. So were the companions traveling with me at the time of my previous regenerations. Well all my incarnations got erased and ascended into elder gods... their current companions got erased when they ascended into Celestials. None of them were every born. Good thing they didn't have families or that could have gotten messy for the space time continuum. My former companions, the ones that were no longer traveling with me, still exist... but they never met any of my incantations in this reality.

"The 11th Doctor, for example, was supposed to regenerate into me just before becoming aware of the Clara Echoes. But that adventure never happened for him. Nor did any of the ones after. The universe completely reset without knowing any of us. Then they all wrote themselves back into a new history. None of them are really me anymore, of course. I mean they are, in the sense that were are all fragments of the same soul, but they all exist simultaneously instead of one after the other. Since this dimension was born a week ago, from my perspective, I haven't really had time to leave my own mark... want to help with that?"

Missy blinked. "Are you finally inviting me to do the good guy thing with you? Letting me out of this box?"

"Well you are a literal angel now." The Doctor smirked. "I suppose if the universe believes your reformation so should I."

Missy smiled, then sighed. "What about my other faces? Was I never born either?"

"From what I can determine, instead of not being born it's just your current regeneration that has been erased. You got splintered off him like I was from all my regenerations. Only it was solely you and all your other regenerations stayed as one person. Probably because only you traveled with me in this TARDIS... and the fact you ascended means you were most definitely an ally of mine when I was supposed to regenerate this time. It's why I know I can trust you... to an extent...

"You'll be happy to know The current master is the first master, still out there living his life on Gallifrey, looking forward to raising his son well missing his mate. What happens after that I can't find. As you know, with the rip in the space time continuum Gallifrey is parked on, makes it difficult to look into the past or future of the planet. It's always in correlation with the Time Vortex's cycles. Making time travel near impossible as well."

"Since the universe is young, so is Gallifrey. It's only been a few months by the Vortex Calendar. The universe appears to have begun when I was executed, but instead of regenerating all of my incarnations splintered off into their own separate entities scattered across the cosmos, while my original face died permanently... Gallifrey isn't even aware that is what happened yet. They think it was a botched execution, where they accidentally killed the condemned."

Missy smirked. "Forced regeneration is an odd definition of 'execution' but seeing as Gallifrey didn't actually have a death penalty back then it was the worst they could do. I don't imagine a Time Lord dying on the block is very appreciated by the people." Missy shook her head. "Gallifrey may very well be destined to go through their little Civil War even without you... and Theta Sigma will die as she always does. Truthfully, I can't imagine a reality where our daughter lived."

"HE, was born a boy. You know how much of a chip on his shoulder he had about his gender."

"She got that from you. Your mutt blood confused her." Missy rolled her eyes.

The Doctor sighed. "Regardless, I hope he lives a full life, and doesn't involve himself in a war the worst of Gallifrey is destined to win. Hopefully, without me there, he won't try to destroy himself while following in my footsteps."

"... It wasn't your fault."

The Doctor stiffened, looking up at Missy.

"I realized that almost immediately upon regenerating. Each face gains a new perspective of our memories and I almost immediately started to... to miss my friend. I even felt my first taste of shame in thousands of years for turning my back on my mate... I'm happy to learn my current face will always keep my new perspective... I needed someone to blame after the death of our daughter... I could have blamed the High Council for their war but instead I took the less rational route... I want to start again."

The Doctor stared at her for near a full minute in silence. "Missy? You have no idea how much I want that to be true."

"Still you doubt me." Missy frowned. "Or is it you don't believe your worthy of forgiveness."

"Can't it be both?" The Doctor gave a sad smile.

Missy gently took his hands. "I forgive you, Doctor. Now it's time you forgave yourself. It is most unbecoming of a god to sulk so."

The Doctor groaned. "Is that going to be a running joke for you?"

"I appreciate the irony, is all. In the old universe there were entire civilizations that worshipped you while you screamed at them to stop. Now you're the thing you always hated. Excuse me if I still take a little pleasure from your misery." Missy smiled.

"I'm not a god," The Doctor insisted. "Even if I am one by technicality, I refuse to accept that role. I intend to help, like I have always done. I'm just, and will always be, a madman in a box."

● Elemental Prime,
with the Time Tots

Goku marvelled as he left the TARDIS. He was standing on the top of a small mountain in the middle of a lake. Then the lake was in the center of a large compound, surrounded by a large 12 foot wall. Several TARDISes could be seen down the roads within the walls... though they seemed... off. They were mostly brown but came in various colors... and looked to be embedded into a foundation.

"They aren't real TARDISes," Naruto helpfully supplied. "Just bigger on the inside houses. They each have a huge estate with lots of fruit trees and nuts growing wild, but also huge grass lands and a giant mansion in front of all of it. Each of the kids got one."

"WE DO!?" Goku gaped.

Naruto snorted. "Not us. I mean the Uzumaki clan. When we were still babies the Doctor used his TARDIS to go back in time and save all the children from the attack that wiped out their village. From what Danny says lots of the adults of the clan sacrificed themselves so that their children could live. The Doctor wasn't able to save anyone else though because of timelines, and paradox stuff, and something about fixed points. The adults knew that... so they didn't even ask him to save them. They just thanked him for getting the children out, according to Danny.

"Then Daddy brought all the Uzumaki kids up here to Konoha and built them this compound, where he has been looking out for them ever since. They don't have time travel machines or future alien tech but they do have secret clan Jutsus they are teaching us, cool timey wimey stuff.

"See that large white building? The one with the gold dome for a roof?"

Goku looked to here Naruto was pointing. It was near the back of the village, where a lot of big buildings were.

"That is a Hyperbolic Time Chamber, also know as the Uzumaki training grounds. It leads to this huge endless white room. A day out there is an entire year in there. The further out there you go the heavier the gravity gets. It's insane! All the kids used to training in their for months and it only be a few hours out here in the real world. But the Clan Elders put a stop to that when they looked in the mirror and realized they really WERE elders after nearly a full real world month of training in there. Even with all the weird gene stuff he did to them."

"Gene stuff?" Goku's head was spinning.

"We were an accident, a gene therapy thingy gone wrong. But he purposefully turned the Uzumaki clan into our new species, so we wouldn't be alone.

"He did alter them a little so they don't age like us. It takes us like 42 years to age one! Is how we are able to cram so much stuff together and barely age at all. Daddy made it so that the Uzumaki clan age the normal way for their first life. Then when they regenerate they turn back into their prime and start aging the Time Lords way. Daddy didn't do that for us because we live with him and he wanted to keep us around for as long as possible. At least that is what he says. Personally I think he just didn't think of it.

"Still, Daddy made us our own proper species so we wouldn't feel lonely. He even did the same thing to himself. The humanoids here just think of all their weird hybrid traits as nothing more then a very powerful bloodline trait. They have all the special powers unique to our clan. They don't even have to go potty like most humanoids do.

"Donna!" The Doctor called to the boys favorite aunt, "Can you watch over the kids? I need to run an errand."

● Earth,
Year 5 billion

Jack sighed as he watched the Earth burn. The sun began to expand and consumed the Earth with it. It was... a difficult sight to watch.

Jack was billions of years old, yet he looked just the same as he always did. Even dressed in the same World War 2 coat.

"Lord Boekind," A humanoid tree stepped beside him. For a moment all Jack could do was think about how beautiful she was. However the sight of the dying Earth prevented him from acting on it, out of respect.

"Forest of Jabe," Jack acknowledged but didn't look away from the burning planet.

"Where is your Entourage?" Asked the tree, "Do they not wish to see the Earth's final moments."

"They are just having trouble accepting it." Jack sighed, "We have been protecting this planet since the first fish stepped out of the water... it was hard enough to leave the first time when humanity evacuated the planet... to see the world itself actually die... it's more then some of them can handle."

The Sapient tree nodded, "I never knew what it was like to walk the Earth, but this is where my people evolved. Where so many species evolved. Most lifeforms can trace their lineage to a human that travelled this world. All because your people,"

"We never publicly revealed ourselves to the humans, not until the Supernova that forced us to evacuate their people. Although they always had rumors of us... and the Doctors. I'm a little shocked they aren't here... We were kinda hoping to finally meet them."

"The Doctors Guild," Jabe awed at the concept, "Every planet in the universe has a story about being found by one of the fragments. I admit, as a child... I dreamed about being chosen as on of his companions."

"That usually doesn't end well for them." Jack finally turned his eyes to her.

"But it be worth it." Jabe insisted, "Just to meet a Doctor would be well worth all the horrors."

"Oi! Not everywhere I go has horrors."

Jack froze, recognizing that voice.

He turned to spot the man from his dreams. The man from a reality that never was, "Nice wings." Jack smiled looking the wings up and down. The back was covered in blue scales while the under side was made up of short brown fur. The Doctor even had a monkey like tail with dragon like spines.

"OI! Eyes up here!" The Doctor mock scolded.

"Have you come to watch the end of the world?" Jack smiled, as Jabe tried to form words looking at him.

"Actually..." the Doctor scratched the back of his head, "I have come for my companions. If you would like to come with me."

Jack smiled, then said something unexpected, "No."

The Doctor deflated.

"But I will tell you where we are supposed to meet." Jack informed.

The Doctor groaned, "Paradoxes, can never get away from Paradoxes."

"It's not just that." Jack looked back at the Earth, "Boekind are a proper race now. There are billions of us in our own private mega system... I can't leave them. But younger me... he is in desperate need of comfort."

The Doctor frowned, "What happened?"

"One moment I was saving the universe from a reality bomb... the next I was in an entirely different dimension where I was never born. My Torchwood team never met me and were living happy lives without my interference. Torchwood was never founded in the first place. I had memories have an entire life that never happened... you can imagine how I coped."

The Doctor groaned, "You always were a bit of a booze hound when depressed."

Jack chuckled, "The others are fairing no better then myself. Some tried to contact their former families only to be rejected as raving lunatics. I'll give you the coordinates to all of us, but Doctor... we can't give you what you need. They are like me now. We are immortals. We can't think like mortals... you need someone by your side that will guide you through human values... or things will go very badly for all of us."

"I have my kids for that,"

● Elemental Prime
With the Time Tots

Goku's days were busy for a big boy of 7... but in many ways he was shocked he was only 7. When the Doctor modified him he made sure the boy aged like his brothers instead of their clan. The Doctor had been measuring how carefully the boys aged in relation to the worlds he visited a lot more carefully since the boys started school (which was soon after Goku joined them). As well as packing full their daily schedule.

Goku spent a lot of his free time on the training grounds, sparing with his brothers. First thing, after the morning rituals were complete, the boys ran off to the infinite white room train, for a few hours that was really only a few seconds in the real world. They all loved training, pushing each other to be better.

Once that was over they started their day on Elemental Prime. The planet's entire day but just the start for them. 12 hours at Shinobi Academy. THEN another 4 hours running around playing / training with the Shinobi children at the Konoha playground and around the village. Then they went to visit Grampa Hokage for 8 hours while all the other kids were sleeping.

Afterwards they spent their afternoon in 1600th century London. So he and his brothers could be privately tutored in wand style spell casting with their own Sonic Screwdrivers, by the instructors Queen Liz found for them. That took about 8 hours. They took lots of breaks for that and spent those playing with Queen Liz. Harry thought daddy fancied her, and insisted the feelings must be mutual. They spent an additional 12 hours learning various magical crafts: potions, runes, and enchantments. 4 hours were devoted to each. Again with lots of breaks for Liz time.

Then they spent another 16 hours following Twilight Sparkle around her school. They followed her to all her classes, in the various sciences as well as magic, and Celestia even enrolled them in her school properly. The boys couldn't actually use unicorn magic so they stook to magical theory, crafting, and the sciences well at that school. Dad said Ponies knew almost as much about science as Time Lords! Probably because they had 3 pony Doctors taking a special interest in the planet... who didn't seem to care about teaching the entire planet scientific theories and magical enchantments. Starswirl was the worst of them.

Anyway, The boys were study buddied with Twilight, spending most of their time studying and doing homework. They barely got to do anything besides study there but sometimes they got to help Twilight practice her spells. Seeing the amazing ways unicorns could use their magic made it all worth it.

Followed by 16 hours training with Master Roshi. That was super tough but a lot of fun.

Finally 30 hours of games and movies with the family in the TARDIS. Then bedtime, with a well restful sleep of 3 hours.

Time Lords were weird when compared to other races. He aged much slower and could go weeks without sleep, then just needing a quick nap to feel fully rested. The Doctor said it was a result of evolving on a planet with 2 suns. One red giant they were near a lightyear away from and a yellow dwarf star orbiting the planet. Days lasted longer and nights shorter.

The boys had extremely long days... but they didn't feel like that. If anything the days felt rather short. They were constantly busy jumping about the cosmos and cramming so many hours into on day... but they didn't even get sleepy until bedtime and then that measly 3 hours left all of then fully refreshed... life was truly bizarre since he moved in with the Doctor.

How yeah!!! Goku forgot. He also spent 16 hours learning from an old dragon named Spyro on how to control their dragon breath to use the 5 core Elemental breathes (fire, water, wind, earth, and Ether - AKA raw magic) and the various techniques each breath can be used. Most dragons could only channel one of these breath but since Spike was capable of all of them, being some kind of destined dragon warrior himself, the boys were as well when the Doctor grafted Spike's traits onto themselves and the whole of the Uzumaki clan. Even the recently born babies had all 5 breaths, which made life super exciting in the clan.

While the Tots studied at all these places the Doctor would take Danny and Donna adventuring, promising the boys could go with them one day... when they were older. Then their weekends lasted like a month. Where they just traveled to various amusement parks and museums together, talking and playing. The only downside was they skipped Summer vacation. The way the Doctor saw it they got a month off in a week so they didn't need a summer vacation.

All in all it was a busy day that felt like no time at all.

Spike grinned like a loon as he blocked Sasuke's punch. The Uchiha sneered at him as he attacked with full force but nothing got through Spike's defense. While Sasuke was distracted by his hands and feet, Spike swung his tail and tripped the boy.

"3rd down!" Iruko sensei called. "Spike Uzumaki wins."

Spike's loon grin did not falter, until he saw Sasuke's face. The boy looked like he was holding back tears. "You okay?" Spike asked.

"Of course I am!" Sasuke glared with watery eyes, "I'm an Uchiha!" He got off the matt and refused to look at anyone. Storming to the back of the class in the sparring room. Spike discreetly followed him as their teacher called the next pair of students to spar.

"I know you're too tough to let a trip hurt ya," Spike played to the boy's ego. "So what's wrong?"

Sasuke looked at the boy... and sighed. He nearly whispered, "I'm an Uchiha. We're supposed to be the best but every time I go against you or that stupid brother of yours I get my ass kicked. You even beat me on the academic side of things. I get Naruto is like some bad ass prison for a demon but why can't I beat you either?"

Spike shrugged. "We spend nearly our every waking moment training as hard as we can. Besides, don't feel too bad. You're much better then either of us at Chakra control. All my brothers tend to waste way too much well using jutsus."

"Only cuz you have so much you can afford wasting it. Besides, Medical-nin are the ones supposed to be good at Chakra control. Uchihas are not Medical-nin. We are supposed to be on the front line, doing the most damage... not patching people up... my dad thinks I'm a disgrace already."

"You're the 3rd best in class! In the top 10 percent! How is that a disgrace?" Spike rolled his eyes.

"Like you would understand. You Uzumakis never have to work for anything."

Spike snorted. "Who told you that? My clan use secret Jutsus and artifacts to create pockets in time so we can train for days in the span of a few hours. I literally have to break the laws of physics for my training and you know what? YOU'RE STILL KEEPING UP WITH ME! You should be proud of that!"

Sasuke lightly smiled. "Can you teach me that time pocket Jutsu?"

Spike snorted. "Oh sure. I don't mind teaching you a secret clan technique that will likely get me executed."

Sasuke laughed. "Right. Even though my dad is the head of my clan, I don't think I could get away with giving away clan secrets either."

"I can think of another option." Spike grinned, "After school my brothers and I take our friends to the village training grounds. They aren't as cool as the Uzumaki training grounds but those are off limits for none clan members. You could come come with us to the public training grounds? We can become stronger together."

Sasuke smiled. "Sure. Who's all coming?"

"Well." Spike thought about it. "I always bring Choji, from the Akimichi Clan, and Shikamaru, from the Nara Clan. Naruto brings his girlfriend from the Hyuga Clan, Hinata I think her name is." Spike smiled. He could practically hear his brother scream "She's not my girlfriend!" as he always did. "They don't have a third partner yet, so this would be perfect! Then Nagato, he's another boy from our clan that joined the Academy with us this year. He's the carrot top with the purple eyes that have the multiple rows of circles in them. He brings his friends to. Kiba, from the Inuzuka clan, and Shino, from the bug clan."

"Aburame clan," Sasuke automatically corrected. He was raised to respect the bug collectors.

"What I say?" Spike blinked, not seeing a difference. "Anyway, Nagato isn't allowed in the Uzumaki Training Grounds until he graduates sinces he isn't part of the main house. It's some stupid rule to make sure he doesn't age faster then the other children. We of the main house age slower so it's encouraged for us to train in the pocket dimension."

How does someone "Age Slower", Sasuke wondered. Then again the Doctor was supposedly thousands of years old. Maybe the main house of the Uzumaki Clan was made up of legitimate Demigods like the stories said?

Spike moved on, so Sasuke forced himself to pay attention, "Then my older brothers bring some kids from their year. Goku brings this kid called Lee, don't think he's from a Shinobi family. Then Harry brings over this kid called Neji. He's from a branch family of the Hyuga Clan. That kid is a serious ass but he's Harry's best friend so we can't exclude him.

"Grampa Hokage told us that if you stick to the same people during all your team exercises assignments, and you do really well together, your more likely to get put on the same team. So we ALWAYS practice together. That way we can stand out as a good potential team to the Jonin when they pick their Genin. I know that is a few years away but you got to plan for this stuff early."

Itachi stood in the shadows, watching his brother talk with the reptilian Uzumaki boy... it wasn't long before the younger Uchiha was laughing and smiling... it been so long since he did that... Ever since he joined the Shinobi Academy father had been constantly berating the boy for falling short to a couple of brats from a minuscule clan... and here the boy was consorting with the enemy. Making plans to go play with them and call it training... and Itachi couldn't be prouder.

Itachi suddenly stiffened, looking back he saw the Doctor standing there... he hadn't even noticed him approach. Likely the only reason he noticed him now is because the man wanted him to.

"I know what Danzo orded you to do," the Doctor cut to the chase and for a moment Itachi feared he was going to have to fight a god... but the entity stood loosely. More sad then vengeful... like he agreed this terrible thing had to be done.

"They are planning to take over the village." Itachi explained something he was sure this man already knew. "They will kill thousands to assume control."

"Still, that is a hell of an order to put on you," The Doctor observed.

"Danzo wants it to be handled discreetly. The whole clan is in on it."

"Not the whole clan," The Doctor said.

Itachi raised an eyebrow.

"The children have no idea what their parents have planned, yet you have been ordered to kill them as well." That he did sound like he would fight him on. "Would that include, him?" the Doctor looked eyed the raven haired child laughing with his son.

"Danzo promised me Sasuke would be spared."

"Why him and not the other children?" The Doctor eyed the boy.

Itachi sighed. "Danzo believes they will grow up to become a threat to the village if they learn why their parents were executed... if I attack and flee the village... it would seem like the actions of a single rogue ninja. Then Sasuke will grow up without the stain of our family's sins... loyal to the village I love... I don't mind staining my reputation, even my soul, to protect it..." Itachi looked at Sasuke a moment, "He's already going to hate me. He needs to hate me... to keep him safe... I don't mind playing the villain in his eyes if it means he'll have a happy life."

"If you make too big a show of it he will take you to the extreme... it will destroy his life that way as well," informed the Doctor.

Itachi looked back. "What have you seen, seer?"

"A horrible future, where that sad little boy destroys himself... to kill you... I realize part of you longs for that, as some odd idea of repentance for the sin you are about to commit. I ask you to think about what is best for your brother. Not your own selfish desire for forgiveness from the heavens... if you are going to do this, then do it right. Don't half ass it or set up some scapegoat to redeem you later on."

Itachi sighed, looking at the boy in the distance. "What should I do..."

"Seems to me that if all the children were miraculously spared, and then you died by the ANBU, that would also achieve the same effect for all of them. They would believe a rogue Shinobi turned on their village, never knowing what their clan had planned, and even feeling as though the village you love was able to avenge them."

Itachi eyed him a moment, "You really are as cruel as the stories say."

The Doctor smiled. "The world isn't black and white. Sometimes good men have to die as villains for the world to keep spinning. This is a fixed point. I can only interfere so much."

Itachi gave one last sigh. "If I don't use this to infiltrate the Akatsuki-"

"Then our village will have to find some other way to determine their plans. If only we had access to a powerful Psychic," The Doctor snarked.

Itachi eyed him a moment. "Can a dying man take that as an oath if I go through with your plan?"

"You can," The Doctor swore.

Itachi nodded. "Best leave now... so it can be finished without him seeing..."

"I put in a good word for you at the pearly gates," the Doctor assured as he slowly walked off.

Itachi eyed his raven haired brother a moment longer, before turning his back to him and leaving... time to save the village... and it seemed there was also a way to save the future of his clan.

Hours later, well the children were still at school and daycare, social workers arrived to inform the youngest Uchiha that their clan had been massacred. Itachi had gone insane, killed off everyone inside the Uchiha compound, before attacking the the Hokage Tower.

He injured several of the council members, even killing a man named Danzo, before being put down by the Hokage and ANBU black ops. It was a sad day for the village indeed.

The Uchiha children went to bed weeping that night at the senseless tragedy of it all, but they went to bed alive and safe.

Ch7: Finally Home

Ch7: Consequences

● Hogwarts, Earth, 900 A.D.
With Original 24th Doctor Regeneration (Merlin)

The Doctor, know as Merlin, sighed. If he truly never existed, then who did Earth have so much life? After the Time War he brought several races, from various lost planets, together on Earth. Yet in this reality their planets never existed at all. They just naturally evolved on Earth. It must be some kind of echo based on what he did in the past. It was quite the headache to figure out what past actually happened.

Still he was alive, on a world that never knew him... on a world where King Arthur never took the Throne and united all magical creatures of Britain... in a world where the Founders never meet the Doctor... where the golden age of magic never happened because Merlin was never there... that had to be corrected.

The Doctor growled as he had to do this all over again, only this time he wasn't trapped in the body of a prepubescent child... strangely that actually made things harder.

A young Salazar marveled as he stepped into the Doctor's TARDIS. His friends, the other school founders, just behind him.

"This is ridiculous!" Lady Ravenclaw shook her head. "We can't just up and leave!!! Our school is barely open!!! We have responsibilities!"

"I can get you back here in 10 seconds." The Doctor waved her off. "We can travel the whole of space and time but on your world, only 10 seconds would have passed."

The Wizards looked at each other. Then back at the old beared man.

"GEEZ Merlin!!!" They heard the cry of a young voice. "This place goes on FOREVER!!!"

Looking over they spotted a gangly teenager. The boy was dressed in squire rags. He merely popped in for a second then, without introducing himself, ran back down a hallway.

The old man sighed. "My apprentice, Arthur. He won't be going to your school for a great many years. He hasn't even been born yet, from your perspective."

"THIS IS TOTES AWESOMELICIOUS!!!" the boy screamed.

"I've been letting him watch Television while exploring my TARDIS. He picked up some unfortunate vocabulary."

"Radical to the extreme!!!"

"Off the Disney channel," sighed the Doctor known as Merlin. "I thought I was being a good Governess by letting him watch that..."

"DUDE!!!! I found a lake!!!"

● Elemental Prime
With the 10th Doctor

Sarutobi was seated in his Office of the Hokage Tower, as this was an official matter. His nose glaring down at a God. After meeting the Doctor, Sarutobi's understanding of godhood had changed dramatically. If they were anything like the Lord Uzumaki, then they were weren't so far beyond mortal understanding. They were just incredibly powerful individuals. Just people, as annoying and lovable as any other. They merely had a different understanding of ethics, but that could be said of any different culture. Most importantly, Sarutobi had realized. Gods could be wrong. They made mistakes like mortal men, and even if they did have a greater awareness of the universe they did not know everything. The problem was they didn't realize that themselves.

"Why didn't you tell me what Itachi had planned!" The Hokage more accused then asked. "Or was it even Itachi's plan? The ANBU report seeing you speaking with him and then less then 10 minutes later he was massacring his clan."

The Doctor eyed him, a grave look about him. "I told you from the beginning, I'm going to have to let some very bad things happen in order to save your world."

"HOW DOES TALKING SOMEONE INTO KILLING AN ENTIRE CLAN SAVE THE VILLAGE!!!"

Despite that not being a real question, the Doctor knew he was expected to answer. It was just how conversations worked. "He would have done it anyway. I merely convinced him to spare the children."

Sarutobi's eyes widened as his mouth went dry. "He would have killed them as well?" The Doctor didn't answer. "Why?" Sarutobi needed to know. Not as the leader of the village but merely as a man, trying to comprehend such evil.

"They were planning on overthrowing you." Lord Uzumaki sighed, his young face had such a tired expression. An expression reserved for old soldiers who lived through far too many wars. "Or attempting to anyway. You don't need to be psychic to know they were destined to fail. The sheer number of power S ranked Jonin you have could easily crush their forces... but thousands would have died if you were made aware of it and tried to handle it with your usual sense of mercy."

"So you kindly decided to not burden me with that decision." Sarutobi clenched his fist.

"This was a fixed point. Yes, minor changes could have occur, but in the end the Uchiha clan were fated to die. You should be grateful I managed to manipulate things just enough so that their clan didn't go extinct." The only reason he was able to do that was the Uchiha clan would eventually rebuild from Sasuke's descendents. That allowed for some wiggle room.

The Doctor sighed. "Obviously the kids weren't involved, or even aware of what their parents had planned. I used that to convince Itachi to spare them despite his orders." Sarutobi didn't miss the word 'orders' and if the Doctor's story was to be believed those orders didn't come from him. "Still, he had his orders to stop them, and make it look like the actions of a rogue Ninja so as to not create a percieved weakness by the other villages."

"Ordered by who?" Sarutobi demanded.

"You know who." The Doctor eyed him.

The Hokage sighed out, "Danzo..." who else could it have been.

"It would seem attacking the council was a smokescreen for the purpose of assassinating the man who ordered the massacre. I didn't realize Itachi was going to do that after I convinced him to spare the children. He must have thought that was the only way to truly ensure the survivors safety."

"So what was your plan?" Sarutobi eyed.

"For Itachi to die by the ANBU."

Sarutobi stiffened. He knew the Doctor could be cruel but he effectively ordered a good man to let himself die a painful death. Someone who was willing to turn against his own clan if it meant the safety of the village... someone who didn't mind painting himself as the villain if it meant his clan's treachery didn't become public knowledge... a good man... that Sarutobi killed himself...

The Doctor was still talking. "This way the children would feel avenged and never learn of the treachery their parents had planned. I already erased all evidence of it in their compound. Nothing a paper shredder, a flaming metal barrel, and a few coats of paint can't fix. Itachi went off script to kill Danzo and ended up getting you involved, sorry about that. People do have minds of their own and if they are going to die anyway the bravest will do what they think is the best course of action for the people they care about." The Doctor sighed. "But now Root has no leader and will likely become an even greater danger to this village in the long run."

The Hokage glared for a moment, before an idea occurred to him. "Not if I appoint a new leader and sanction them to act outside my knowledge. Danzo and I had an unwritten agreement as such anyway. He tended to take it too far for my liking but a lot of what he did was necessary for the safety of our village."

"But who could you trust to act in the village's best interest without taking it too far?" The Doctor sighed. "Who wouldn't be corrupted by such a cloak and dagger department?"

Sarutobi just stared at him. The Doctor grew cold.

"No," the god refused.

"You already seem set on acting behind my back to insure the long term safety of the village, even if it means causing a lot of grief in the short term."

"I said no," the Doctor insisted.

"Think of this as punishment for not telling me about Danzo's plans, or the Uchiha's for that matter." The Hokage sat tall in his seat. "You don't have a choice, Doctor. It is either that or I ask you to leave the village, permanently. From what I have come to know of you over the years, you would leave if I asked. At least for as long as I rule."

"I would be taking Naruto with me," The Doctor threatened.

"I have come to love all your children, Doctor, and very much appreciate the rule of 'Grandfather' you have allowed me... but I will not prioritize our time together over the safety of my village. Either you stop half assing it, and offically accept the role you assigned yourself, or you leave. Even if it means you take the whole of the Uzumaki clan with you. You can even take them to another village on this world, if you wish. I will not cause issue for you."

"This isn't about a village!" The Doctor snapped. "The safety of your entire planet is dependent on Naruto staying here."

"That may be, but I only have your word for that, and you have proven your word means nothing if you think you know better. We will get by without you, even without your prophesized savior if need be. I will not allow you to continue on as a rogue element. You will accept the resources of Root and act with some sense of accountability, or you will leave."

The Doctor harshly ruffled his own hair, before sighing. He couldn't leave this planet without it's champion. If he did leave he couldn't, in good concious, take Naruto with him. The Hokage was effectively demanding, even though he was clearly trying very hard not to, for the Doctor to lead a more shady version of UNIT... or abandon his son. "When do I start?"

● Testimony

Itachi groaned, his head spinning, slowly opening his eyes he found himself in... an office? Blinking he looked around.

There was a women seated behind a desk in front of him, reading what appeared to be his case file. She was short and skinny, with small / close together eyes and a funny nose. Somehow these imperfections just made her more beautiful. She was dressed in strange clothing but very much looked the part of a civilian school teacher.

"Welcome to Testimony." The woman smiled.

Itachi blinked and looked around the room, it looked so... ordinary... mundane even. "I assume this is the 'pearly gates' the Doctor was talking about."

The woman smiled. "Not all universes come with their own heaven. Sometimes it's up to people to build it. Testimony is an artificially created afterlife. We exist in a massive super computer in an invisible time traveling spaceship.

"Each solar system gets one of these vessels. We like to call them 'Reapers', the ferryman to the afterlife. We also have a few vessels sailing the void between systems to look after the people who die in space. All these ships are connected by a Subspace form of Wifi... which you have yet to develop on your planet... hmmmmm think of it as computers that talk to each other over faster then light radio waves.

"I created this network to preserve the conciousness of individuals at the moment of their death. Normally I have my Oswin echoes process new souls, but I like to give special attention to those that die around the Doctor. Still cleaning up his messes after all this time." She winked as if Itachi was supposed to understand the joke. "What I am here to determine is are you a bad guy the Doctor had to stop, one of the people who died in his name, or simply an unfortunate bystander... or something else all together. Deaths involving the Doctor are always a priority of some kind. He sent us a message about you, asking us to be kind... that could mean something very good... or very bad. It could very well mean he is asking us to be merciful to a horrible enemy of his. A good word from the Doctor has damned more people then it has saved.

"Now then." She looked back at the folder. "Blimey, you are a hard one to sort out. Relax, we aren't actually into the whole 'divine punishment' thing. The universe is a bit to complex to look at it in black and white terms. It will merely determine how quickly you are reincarnated and just WHAT you will be reborn as. Your Karma, your spiritual balancing scale, can effect how you get reincarnated. Hitler spent a few lifetimes in a post apocalyptic world as the handicapped child to various molesters."

"Who?"

"Right, wrong planet. The gist is, if you do something very bad in your past life you get put low on the priority list for reincarnation. If your particularly fucked up we actively try to find you the worse place possible to be reborn. Someone is going to have to be born their anyway so it might as well be someone who deserves it. We also reincarnate you immediately and don't let you enjoy the benefits of the afterlife.

"Mind you not all, or even most of the people who are born into unfortunate situations actually did anything wrong. Most of them are new souls we have no control over.

"Despite what it might seem, the dead do not outnumber the living. More and more people are conceived everyday and will be born in greater and greater numbers, were as dead people get reincarnated to recycle psychic energy as those people plus new souls that are created. This process happened naturally, on it's own, until Testimony took an active rule in creating a sense of 'Cosmic Balance'. We like to think of it as our way of rewarding good people by making them reborn in loving homes.

"Most people get to stay in the afterlife, looking after the souls of their still living loved ones. They generally get to spend a few decades with their loved ones after they pass but inevitably we reincarnate their psychic energy and the conciousness attached to it.

"Punishing bad people isn't really our goal but the worst kind of person you were in life puts you lower on the priority list for reincarnation. AKA, the bigger of a dick you are, the less we care where you end up. They also tend to get reincarnated quickly as we don't want them here.

"You don't have to worry about winding up a cockroach in your next life, or something like that. We try to keep lifeforms the same category of species they were in life."

"Pets do like to be born as different animals, that way they can stay with their master in their next life. For Example that cat you had as a little boy, the one that got ran over by a wagon? She was later reincarnated as your current pet Tarantula. Awwwwww." She saw something in his file. "It seems your little brother is taking care of her for you."

"Anyway, due to their less evolved brains, lower animals are actually able to instinctively interpret memories from past lives. All creatures have a psychic field but lower animals can access it more easily due to running mostly on instinct without too complex thoughts. The brains of more evolved creatures, the one's that read minds and have psychic visions, have adapted to interpret complex thoughts and basic instincts. This can, occasionally, allow them to remember past lives. Unfortunately most lifeforms are too young, as a species, to comprehend both."

She looked back at the file. "Your Karma is... complicated... soldiers always are but we are more forgiving of them. Still... you have killed a lot of people... hundreds, thousands as of a few hours ago. More then a few of them in the name of the greater good. Sadly that will effect your Karma. The 'greater good' isn't as compassionate as you would think. When it comes time to reincarnate you it will put you relatively low on the priority list... what's this..."

Her eyes widened as she read over the file. Looking up at him she scrunched up her nose. "You don't look the self sacrificing type... suppose I have just become judgmental in my old age." She looked to be in her early 20s.

"For particularly noble souls we keep them on this ship for a while. Champions will train, advancing their psychic energies so that in their next life they are even more powerful then the last, hopefully to do even more good the next time around. Planet busters, and people with other such large Chakra reserves, are either that way because of the biology of their species... or because they died as heroes and spent the next ten thousand years training their raw psychic energy here in this heaven.

"Of course, well here, you may assist your surviving clan members at your leisure.

"You see, luck is a universal law the dead are capable of influencing to help the living."

Itachi just stared at her. "You want me to... what? Manipulate luck to help my world while training my Chakra to become a champion in my next life?"

"In a nut shell." Clara flipped through the papers in the folder. "Given your tendencies to look at the big picture, while ignoring the little people, you are probably going to become a tyrant in your next life with the resources we are about to give you... but we'll deal with that the next time you die. It's up to you how you use the tools we give you."

● Earth, 1981
Azkaban.

It had been nearly a week since the Potters died... a week since they vanquished the Dark Lord... a week since the line of Merlin was severed.

Few knew that Merlin was a hybrid. The Ministry liked to keep it hush hush. Fewer knew that Lily was born from a squib family line of that Hybrid. Dumbledore had been able to keep it quiet as to protect the girl...

Snape had known though... she trusted Snape more then anyone. She had taken Snape with her to see the universe... and what Snape had learned was all of the cosmos was a cruel and uncaring place. The universe wasn't a Fairy Tale. There was no happy ever after... everything and everyone died, even the planets themselves... Lily had stood against that. She was part of a guild of time travelers that protected this cruel universe... she was... amazing... and now she was dead.

Snape didn't want to be here, but he had to know, what became of the boy.

Snape walked through the halls of Azkaban until he got to one particular cell. Black looked up at him, his face dare to be tear stained.

"I guess you lot won then," he grumbled, as if he didn't really care. "Tell me Severus, is there any point to this without your Lord?"

Snape wasn't willing to stand here and hear these lies. "Where is the Potter spawn?" They had been looking for him, but couldn't find him. His body wasn't even in the ruins, nor was their evidence it had been vaporized. The boy had simply... disappeared... not even tracking spells could find him but they indicated he could be found, just not the where.

Sirius growled, "Even if I knew I won't tell you!"

"I have no need of you to tell me. The information is merely easier to find if the thoughts are close to the surface." Snape took satisfaction at the look of terror the man gave as they locked eyes.

It was only for a moment, but a moment was all Snape needed. The eyes are the window to the soul, and so Snape could use them to pull at the man's thoughts.

*FLASHBACK*
Earlier that night.

Sirius caught sight of the explosion and quickly Apperated to the Potter house. When he got there the house was off in the distant, smoking and in flames. Meanwhile the Sky burned gold, possibly from the sheer level of magic cast in the area.

In the bright light, Sirius could see what appeared to be a muggle... but only by his dress sense. Magic pulsed around him in harsh lashes. A woman walked ahead of him into a blue box. The man stopped shortly before hand, and turned his head towards Sirius. He looked on with uncaring pity. Somehow managing both, as if he knew he should feel an emotion here but he couldn't... and this man... was holding Harry.

Sirius started to run. The man didn't seem to care about that either. He didn't recognize Sirius as a threat... and Sirius knew he wasn't. Still he had to try. The man simply took the last few steps into his box, at an unnervingly casual speed, and a moment later the box faded out of existence with it's occupants.

Sirius didn't know what to do. A Merlin fragment just stole Harry! Still, he needed to get into the house. There might still be time to save James and Lily.

*END FLASHBACK*

Snape's mouth went dry as he witnessed all this. As he saw Sirius battle Lily's true traitor only for the man to kill a bunch of muggles and successfully get away. For Sirius to get caught at the scene and, in a moment of pure grief, loudly declare. "It's my fault! I killed them! I killed them!!!" The Aurors took that as a confession instead of the words of a grieving man...

Snape now had the chance to save his childhood tormentor. The horrific bully that plagued him his entire time well studying magic. Snape could either let him rot, and get his revenge for all the injustices this man had committed... or he could be the bigger man... save him... like Lily would have wanted... Snape had failed Lily in so many ways... could he truly live with another?

Ch8: Bloody Mist

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