The woman within the wolf

Untitled Part 2

chapter 2 complete the next day. I am on a role 4 chapters and 5 poems in 2 days.

hope you guys like this chapters

If you guys hadn't already guessed this story takes place during the 50th special.

Addition note - I have recently received a hateful comment about a character being a fag - this was a hateful comment made by an anonymous user. It has since been deleted but it will not be tolerated. If you have a problem with my stories containing characters that are not heterosexual then put on your big boy pants and fuck off somewhere else.

[barn]

We listen to the sounds from within the portal

"I think Doctor, you are arguing amongst yourselves." I laugh.

Nodding towards the time fissure 'Time to face your future.' I Wisper into his mind.

The only sign he shows of having heard me is his tightening grip on the fez.

In the end I have to give him a little nudge through, the thought of a future rooting him to the spot. Following him through I land in the woods, making sure to mask my presence from the others.

[woods 1562]

The Doctor, no the Warrior, unaware of the glares he receives as he looks around, asking had anyone lost a fez.

I watch him, the older versions of him, watching him with horror and repulsion, as he asks for his older self, to see who he has become.

"Well, you've certainly come to the right place." His tenth incarnation manages to get out taking a step back. Repulsed by this younger version of himself.

I laugh at their appalled looks when he asks them if they are his companions.

"His companions?" His 11th incarnation shouts outraged by the assumption.

"They get younger all the time. Well, if you could point me in the general direction of the Doctor?" He explains trying his best to ignore my laughter, when he Realises that the others can't see me.

Both older incarnations pull out their sonic screwdrivers cautiously.

The look of shock on the Warriors face, "You're me? Both of you?"

"Yep." The 10th nods uncomfortably.

"Even that one?" He points to his 11th self, with utter shock, that this child man will be him someday.

"Yes." He exclaims waving his hands around, frustrated.

The Warrior repeats himself still unable to believe that these boys. These silly boys were him, would be him. At their shouts of yes, he turns to me, his eyes pleading with me to correct them. I just shake my head. What can I say, they are not lying.

"Am I having a midlife crisis?" He cries to me turning back to his future he snaps.

"Why are you pointing your screwdrivers like that? They are scientific instruments, not water pistols. Looks like you've seen a ghost."

"This is your fate Doctor, they are you, if you choose this fate."

"Still, loving the posh gravelly thing. It's very convincing." His 10th self, snaps at his 11th.

"Brave words, Dick van Dyke." His 11th sasses. I can't help but smile watching them. This is why timelords should never cross their own time streams they can never get along with themselves.

"That doesn't look good." I tell the Warrior, pulling him from the argument, pointing him in the direction of the soldiers running towards them. They demand the Doctor. The Warrior makes a joke about it being their lucky day, as the 11th Doctor shouts for the wicked witch of the well, to make herself heard.

A womans voice comes through the time fissure startling the soldiers.

"Hello?" She sounds more confused, than wicked.

"Clara, hi, hello. Would you mind telling these prattling mortals to get themselves begone?"

'Clara.' I roll the name around, she sounds so familiar, a distant memory. But that makes no sense, I am the goddess of time and space, these mortals mean nothing to me. But, but that name means something. But then again, the same could be said for the Doctor why am I helping him, this world means nothing to me, yet here I am. My revenge set aside to save one man.

I look around in time to hear his 11th self say.

"It's a timey-wimey thing."

"Timey what? Timey-wimey?" The warrior asks bewildered, looking from one man to the other.

The younger of the two, waves him off; says he doesn't know where he gets it. But is cut off as the queen appears through the tree line. The soldiers fall to their knees. She pays them no mind, walking through them to stand In front of the Time travellers.

"You don't seem to be kneeling. How tremendously brave of you."

I laugh at her arrogance, the warrior glancing in my direction startled at my response to her words.

"The monarchy of any time or place are arrogant fools, not fit to rule. Any persons who needs attendants to dress them is no better than a child, therefor should not rule." His lips twitch at my words, but he cannot respond as the queen of England is currently having them arrested, whether she is an alien duplicate or not she has all the power here.

"Did you say the tower? Ah, yes, brilliant. Love the tower." The 11th Doctor laughs clapping his hands. He points at one of the soldiers closing in on them. "Breakfast at eight, please. Will there be WI-FI?".

"Are you capable of speaking without flapping your hands about?" The war doctor snaps, jerking away from the 11th's wayward hands.

"Yes. No. I demand to be incarcerated in the tower immediately with my co-conspirators Sandshoes and Grandad." I laugh at his words, the other two are not impressed. These three together are quality comedy. Just what I need after years imprisoned in a box.

Not gonna lie I was getting confused with 3 doctors, this is gonna be a trippy ride

I don't know how many chapters this is gonna be yet. I'm just finding natural stopping points when I'm typing or just getting tired and calling it quits.

hope you guys enjoyed it.

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Tx