Call of The Universe (Doctor Who Fanfiction)

The Doctor of Everything

Hello fellow whovians and everyone else! This is my first work of fanfiction :)

Im sorry if there are any grammer or spelling mistakes.

I can not guarantee it's really good so please tolerate the writing.

Anyways I hope you guys like it!

Stephanie's POV

"You want to know who I am? I'll tell you who I am. I'm the Doctor. I'm a 900 year old timelord, from planet gallifrey from the constellation of kasterborus. I'm the man who will save all our lives before this plane plunges into the ocean below. Have you all got that?" A tall and handsome man in a brown stripped tuxedo with matching dress pants spoke up.

Current Situation: Stuck on the plane flying to Los Angeles.

Problem: There has been continuous patterns of 4 knocks, on each and every window. Occasionally there are screams reacting to the metal-robots looking through the windows.

Solution: As of now, there has been a commotion going on about who's incharge (Since the flight attendants are hiding in the bathrooms and we don't want to scare the pilot and crash the plane). I can already see most of the people in panic mode.

This is my own way if dealing with panic. I'm trying to not give in to panic like everyone else. After all, It will only make the situation worse.

As if this so called "Doctor" froze time, nobody uttered a word of protest. No arguments, no talking back."The Doctor" looked satisfied when he saw the stunned expressions on our faces. Nobody said a word. A broken wire snapped off and the sparks sizzled from it as it hit the ground.

Only one word was stuck in my mind. Timelord

Could we trust him? I mean aliens are trying to get in...and a timelord doesn't sound anything human like.

"Y-yes s-sir" The pilot stuttered over the intercom. When he reovered from shock. Everybody shifted their gaze to the intercom, the stunned expressions still hanging from their faces.

Before "The Doctor" got to react to the approval. One person that I thought would never spoke up, talked.

"If you are a timelord. Why do you call yourself The Doctor?" I said lacing my tone to make me sound more challenging than I actually am.

My sudden outburst caused an uproar amongst the passengers as they fired more questions at The Doctor.

"Look. I don't think you are aware of the situation right now, we are on a plane being attaked by a bunch of cybermen. I think taking care of thr situation is more important right now." He responded

"He's right, " The Pilot chimed in, finally gaining his responsibilities as the only leader on the plane.

"Prove that you are here to save us and not one of ..them." I pointed to the metal-robot that peered through our window while my two bestfriends, Kylie and Kassandra screamed and held on to each other.

It was not long before the plane filled with susurration. I could make out a few things like "So is he one of them?" or "Should we trust him?" and even " What spell did he cast on our pilot" I do have the same concerns as them.

His eyes windened and looked like he just acknowledged my presense despite the question I threw at him eariler on.

"You are-" He stopped halfway, shaking his head as if he is denying what he's seeing. He blinked a few times and looked back at me like a stranger.