The Wonderous Misadventures of Doctor Whooves

The Doctor awoke in a haze. His vision was blurry, his eardrums popped, and his limbs...restrained. He tried to look around but found his neck tied to a chair. A chair...he was sitting like a human. The position he was in shouldn't have been possible by pony standards. He should be in massive amounts of pain and probably have a few snapped bones, but he felt just as normal as ever. Maybe there was a numbing spell placed on him? It would be very clever. His vision eventually cleared out and he saw pitch blackness.

There appeared to be a singular light in the room, dangling above his head providing a dull and eerie glow. The whole thing reminded him of his first day in Equestria, where he was in Twilight Sparkle's basement and scared out of his mind. This situation was different, though. There was a legitimate sense and reason of fear, and he couldn't move whatsoever. His trusty sonic screwdriver had been speared by a guard, he'd left his spare screwdriver in the TARDIS, and Derpy had been captured as well. He never let his companions get hurt! Well, okay, maybe that's a lie, but he'd never let them get hurt if he could do anything about it!

Another light came on. Followed by another, and another, until the entire room was lit, albeit poorly. Now the Time Lord could make out a window with obvious one-way glass, and a metal door next to it. Extremely faint voices could be heard coming from the seeming observation room. The voices stopped for a while before an aura surrounded the door, and revealed a bright orange unicorn. His cutie mark was a pair of glasses, and his mane and tail were wild. The Doctor made an attempt to just try to escape using his words, "This is probably illegal, you know."

The unicorn continued to write down things and muttered. The bounded stallion made out something along the lines of, "Not in this case..." Well that was certainly helpful.

"You could be banished." Taking a shot in the dark here...

"Doubt it. It's her second week as princess, too busy..." More note-taking. The Time Lord was obviously not getting through to this pony. Anyway, now was a wonderful time to try and come up with an escape plan. He really didn't want to stick around for what happened when the unicorn was done with...whatever he was doing.

Alright. No sonic screwdriver. No TARDIS. No anything really. There are no windows besides that of the observation room. Derpy's whereabouts are unknown. From the width of the adjacent room to this one, I'd say it holds maybe four ponies. Technology level is presumably medieval. The wall is likely made of concrete, from this point roughly seven or eight inches thick. Well, this is...interesting.

He was snapped out of his deep thought as the door closed with a thud. The possibilities of what was happening in that room were endless, and most of them frightening and resulting in dismemberment. Were they going to dissect him? Were they going to keep him in that room forever? Would he go insane? What about the insane Grand Mage? What role did he play in this? Well, he was the reason The Doctor was in here in the first place, but forgive and forget was a good motto to live by.

Unless it results in dying...

The door opened once again, and out stepped none other than the demented unicorn himself, Starswirl the Bearded. While The Doctor didn't think it was possible, Starswirl's mane, tail, and incredible facial hair were all more frazzled and disturbed than before. The look in his eyes was glassy, yet screamed HELLO THERE I AM INSANE. The Time Lord had gotten used to it, though. Maybe working with him could aide his mental issues.

Starswirl greeted him in that same unnerving yet soothing voice, "Hello, Doctor." He paced around the chair in which his subject was constrained, gazing over every detail of him. He stopped to stare at him and questioned, "Do you know why you're here?" The Doctor shook his head. Starswirl merely chuckled. "You're here because of the things your kind has done."

What? The Doctor knew that Luna said something about Time Lords being here in the past, and even saving Canterlot! What could they have possibly done wrong?

The unicorn saw The Doctor was clueless, and elaborated on his accusation, "Quite recently, a month or so, I'd say. My apologies, I've slightly lost track of time. Anyway, several Time Lords came and defeated the robot invaders. Yeah! Easy as pie! Saved us all from certain damnation. Celestia knows magic didn't work on them. But they came...yes, they came with their incredible machines and technology. They helped us, like it was nothing. But then, they left! They could've stayed, helped all of Equestria and advanced us eons into the future!"

Abruptly, Starswirl stopped and bored directly into his eyes with his gaze. He said, "But no! They left! They left me hanging on the edge of becoming a legend! A brilliant mind in the eyes of endless generations to come! Now...though," he walked up to The Doctor and became uncomfortably close to his muzzle, "I have you."

The bearded pony turned around once more and set a book on a previously unnoticed table. The Time Lord was too busy formulating plans of escape and/or survival to take in every detail of the fully lit room. The pages of the book flipped rapidly, until he found what he apparently was looking for. Turning around, he addressed The Doctor once more, "Now, here's what's going to happen. You're going to inform me of the technology that you utilize, and maybe even show us how it's done! Then, you're free to go," the end gave him a sliver of hope, "maybe." Nevermind then.

The Doctor had to think of something, and quick. Without really thinking, he blurted out, "Ah, but I'm not a technician!"

"Ooooh...I thought you'd say that," Starswirl said to the Time Lord, "which is why I prepared...this!" He pointed toward the book on the table. Without him standing over it, The Doctor could see it clearer without him in the way, it was in poor condition to say the least. Pages appeared to be torn out, the covers chipped and faded, and plain poor condition. There even seemed to be less light from the already dim lamps around it. "That book contains dark magic spells, or more specifically, spells used for, darker, purposes. In case you couldn't tell," Starswirl explained, adding a bit too much innocence to that last sentence.

"So," the unicorn looked him directly in the eye.

"Let's begin..."