One Shots Stories

Threads of Time Unraveled(Clara Oswald x Tenth Doctor)

Doctor Who and Umbrella Academy Crossover

One day, in the midst of a quiet intergalactic adventure, the Tenth Doctor and Rose Tyler stumbled upon a hidden chamber within an ancient library. Amongst the ancient tomes and scrolls, they discovered a holographic projection-a message from the future.

As they activated the projection, the figure of Clara Oswald appeared, a mixture of worry and determination etched on her face. The Doctor's eyes widened as he listened to her words, revealing the existence of a son named Five and the cataclysmic events that had shaped his life.

Clara's holographic image recounted the rise of the Commission, the shadowy organization that had trained Five to become a time-traveling assassin. She spoke of the impending apocalypse, the manipulation of time, and the sacrifices Five had made to protect the timeline.

The Doctor's brow furrowed as he absorbed the gravity of the situation. Rose watched him closely, concern evident in her eyes.

After the holographic message concluded, the Doctor and Rose found themselves in the midst of a swirling vortex. The TARDIS had been pulled into the timeline, bringing them face-to-face with a much older Five, battle-worn and weary.

The Doctor's hearts clenched as he took in the sight of his future son. "You're... you're Five?"

Five nodded solemnly. "Yes, and you're the Tenth Doctor, my father."

As they sat within the TARDIS, the Doctor and Five began to share stories and experiences. Five explained how he had been groomed as a time-traveling assassin by the Commission, tasked with enforcing the timeline to prevent anomalies and the potential unraveling of existence.

The Doctor's eyes shimmered with a mixture of empathy and regret. "I'm sorry, Five. That's not the life I would have wanted for you."

Five shrugged, a wry smile touching his lips. "You know how time is, Dad. Things don't always turn out as planned."

The Doctor couldn't help but ask about Clara, his future wife, and their connection to Five. Five's expression softened as he spoke of their love, the adventures they had shared, and the sacrifices they had made to protect the timeline from anomalies and disruptions.

Rose watched the interaction between father and son, a mix of emotions in her eyes. She could sense the weight of destiny and the complexities of time weaving them all together.

As their conversation continued, the Doctor's determination grew. He expressed his desire to change Five's fate, to prevent the rise of the Commission and the apocalyptic events that had shaped his life.

Five shook his head. "It's not that simple, Dad. Time has a way of correcting itself. But you can make a difference in other ways."

The Doctor and Five realized that their shared purpose extended beyond their family ties. They had the power to influence change, to protect innocent lives, and to ensure that time was a force for good rather than manipulation.

With newfound resolve, they agreed to work together across time, using their knowledge and skills to safeguard the universe from threats while respecting the delicate balance of time itself.

As the TARDIS dematerialized once more, the Doctor and Rose contemplated the events that had unfolded. The discovery of Five's existence had deepened their understanding of the intricacies of time, destiny, and the choices that shape their lives.

Hand in hand, they embraced the uncertainty of their future, knowing that their love and determination could create ripples of change that resonated through time and space. And as the stars shone brightly outside the TARDIS windows, the Doctor and Rose ventured forward into the unknown, united by the threads of time that bound them all.

Days turned into weeks, and the Doctor's determination to alter Five's future only grew stronger. He delved into the TARDIS's vast databanks, seeking any information that could lead to unraveling the Commission's hold on time.

Rose stood by his side, a steadfast partner in his quest for change. She knew that altering the course of history was a monumental challenge, but her trust in the Doctor was unwavering.

One fateful day, the Doctor stumbled upon a hidden entry in the TARDIS's archives-an ancient text that spoke of a long-lost artifact with the power to disrupt the Commission's control over time. The artifact, known as the "Chrono Disruptor," was said to exist in the heart of a forbidden realm.

With a determined glint in his eyes, the Doctor shared his discovery with Rose. "This could be the key, Rose. If we can find the Chrono Disruptor, we might be able to free Five from the Commission's grasp."

With the TARDIS's coordinates set for the forbidden realm, the Doctor and Rose embarked on a perilous journey. The realm was a place outside of time, a nexus of paradoxes and anomalies, where the rules of reality were bent and twisted.

As they navigated through the shifting landscapes, the Doctor and Rose encountered echoes of their past and glimpses of potential futures. Each step was fraught with danger and uncertainty.

Deep within the heart of the forbidden realm, the Doctor and Rose finally came face-to-face with the Chrono Disruptor. It was a pulsating, ethereal device, its power almost palpable.

But as they reached out to touch it, the very fabric of time seemed to resist their presence. Voices from the past and future whispered in their ears, warning of the consequences of altering destiny.

The Doctor and Rose shared a meaningful glance, their hands hesitating above the Chrono Disruptor. It was a moment of reckoning-a choice that could reshape not only Five's future but the entire timeline.

"We can't predict the repercussions, Doctor," Rose said softly.

The Doctor nodded, his gaze fixed on the swirling energies before them. "I know, Rose. But if there's even a chance..."

As they made their decision, a figure appeared before them-a version of Five, older and wiser, clad in the attire of a time traveler. His eyes held a mix of gratitude and caution.

"Father, Rose," he said, his voice carrying the weight of his experiences. "Changing my past would have consequences far beyond what we can imagine."

The Doctor frowned. "But we can't just let you live that life, Five."

Five smiled sadly. "You misunderstand, Dad. I chose that life. I became a time traveler to protect the timeline and ensure that the universe thrives."

Five explained that the Commission had been reformed from within, using their knowledge of time to prevent catastrophes and maintain balance. He had become a guardian of time, using his skills to preserve the very fabric of reality.

The Doctor and Rose exchanged glances, a mix of relief and admiration in their eyes.

With a newfound understanding, the Doctor and Rose withdrew their hands from the Chrono Disruptor. They had come to realize that while the future was malleable, it was also shaped by the choices they made in the present.

Five approached them, his expression softened. "Thank you, both of you, for considering my well-being. But know that the path I chose has its own purpose."

As the Doctor and Rose left the forbidden realm, they carried with them a sense of closure. They had come to accept that while they couldn't change Five's future, they could support him in his chosen role as a guardian of time.

Back in the TARDIS, the Doctor leaned against the console, his eyes distant. "It's a strange thing, Rose. Our actions ripple through time, shaping destinies we can't always comprehend."

Rose nodded, her hand finding his. "But in the end, it's the choices we make with the people we love that matter most."

As the TARDIS dematerialized once more, the Doctor and Rose ventured forward, embracing the unknown with open hearts. The echoes of their encounters with Five and Clara lingered, a reminder of the intricacies of time and the connections that spanned across ages.

Hand in hand, they continued their journey, knowing that every adventure, every decision, and every moment they shared was a thread woven into the fabric of time-a testament to their love, resilience, and the boundless possibilities that lay ahead.