It was a dull and dreary day in Wales, much like any other. Alex was just about to finish his paper work when he heard a whirring noise emitting from the street outside. He recognised it from when he was a boy. Could it be? No, it’s just a programme he said to himself walking to the window. He opened the blinds and saw nothing. Shaking his head he went back to his desk only to hear the noise again. This time Alex sprinted to the window but still, nothing. Disappointed, he walked downstairs and as he reached the bottom, out of the clear glass windows; he saw it. Just for a second. The brilliant, blue box.
As quick as a flash he ran outside like a child when it sees the first flake of winter. However, when he opened the door, again, it was gone. Just an empty pavement. Hurriedly, Alex crossed the road and stood there. He felt stupid, standing outside waiting for something to appear that belongs in a TV show. Just as he was ready to go back inside, a head appeared out of nowhere. Only a head. Not one he recognised from when he was a boy. But the reason why was obvious. It must be his 12th form.
This one had curly brown hair, and a jolly face. He was wearing a knights uniform, from Camelot. Seeing the stunned Alex, the head spoke, “Hello, I’m the Doctor, and you are?”
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The 12th Doctor
FanfictionAlex lives just a boring life. Filled with dreams that seem unlikely to come true. However, his life is turned upside down when he meets a Time Lord.
