My Strange Man In A Blue Police Telephone Box *Doctor Who Fanfiction*

The Beginning of it all .1

Luna P.O.V.

What would you do if a man, wearing a suit and trench coat, in a blue police box suddenly appeared and promised you all of time of space? He told me his name was The Doctor, Just 'The Doctor'. Well I'll answer that question in a moment but for now here is how that moment came to be.

*7 years ago*

*Crash* the sound of glass echoed through the house waking me from my slumber

'What the Fudge?' I thought 'What was the noise?' I instantly went as stiff as a board as I heard muffled whispers and shuffling from downstairs, 'Crap, crap, crap, crappity, crap, oh god there's someone in the house'. I forced myself out of bed and tip toed to the door in fear that they would hear the slightest movement up stairs, I reached the door and stopped to listen yagain it didn't seem like they had heard me so I proceeded towards my parent's room in hope they had heard.

The floorboard creaked as I neared my parent's door.

"...did you hear that?" One asked the other.

"Hear what?" The other asked.

"Like I don't know a floorboard creaking upstairs."

"No but let's hurry up and get what we came for!" The other replied frantically wanted to get out without getting caught.

I sighed and opened my parent's door to find them in bed and asleep, I crept over and shook my dad.

"Daddy, daddy, wake up!"

He woke up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "What's wrong, sweetheart?"

"I think there's some bad men downstairs stealing our things." At the he instantly sat up, shook his wife and walked towards the wardrobe, determined to protect his family, and grabbed his hand gun.

"Bunny, I want you to take your mummy and hide in the closet, okay?" He said using my pet name.

"Clara, sweetheart I need you to stay with Luna. I need you both safe if anything happens." 

I did as I was told because at the young age of 10 I hadn't known any better, but instead of mum staying with me she ran to help dad.

3rd person P.O.V

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE OR I'LL SHOOT YOU" the father shouted furiously as he faced the burglar with the gun pointed at his head, but what the father had yet to realize was that there was more than one burglar in the house that night and fell to the ground with a bullet straight through his head leaving a puddle of blood in his place.

"NO" the wife shouted from the shadows and ran to her husband only to be shot in the same spot. 'Doctor find her and please keep my little girl safe' . Were her last thoughts as she dropped dead onto the marble tiles staining them red.

The little girl had heard and seen it all and started to sob relentlessly, calling out for her mother and father. Thank god the burglars had left right after the murders for if they had stayed a little longer they would have realized there was a little girl left in that house with both her parents dead on the marble tiles.

Luna P.O.V

I waited 4 minutes before sneaking out of the closet and around the corner giving me a clear view of the scene downstairs. I'd just stood there shocked because in those few minutes that I stayed in the closet, my parents had been shot dead and they now laid dead on the white marble tiles. I only wish now that I had slept through the noise from downstairs, maybe then my parents would be alive and asleep instead of lying on the cold marble below me never to wake up ever again, never to kiss me goodnight, never to make my lunch for school, never to see me grow up and have a family of my own.

I fell to my knees and started to sob my heart out, my parents were dead because of me and there was nothing I could ever do to change that. I fell asleep leaning against the stair railing only to be awakened half an hour later and faced with a male police officer wearing a uniform. I guess one of our neighbours had heard the shots and called the police and for this I was very thankful.

"Hey sweetheart, what's your name?" He asked but it had seemed I had lost the motivation to speak and just stared at him with red, tear filled eyes.

"It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you." He said as I slowly backed further into the stair railing.

From there it had seemed I blocked everything out stuck in that moment I heard my parents being shot, everything became such a blur, it was my fault if I had only gone back to sleep my parents would still be alive.

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*3 years later*

'Luna, sweetie come down for dinner, please!' My Foster mum yelled up my spiral staircase.

I had been dumped into the foster system as soon as they had used me in finding my parents killers, I had spent 2 and a half years in the system and was only adopted last June during Winter. Not many of us older kids got adopted, I guess I was one of those lucky ones.

Now that you know my back story let me introduce myself properly, my full name is Luna Melody Oswald-Pink. My mothers name was Clara Oswin Oswald and my father was Rupert Pink, better known as Danny. I'm 13 years old and I now live with my foster mother River Song.

Life was pretty good now, I still have the occasional bad dream but other then that I sleep through the night. Although sometimes when it's really bad River will tell me stories of a man called The Doctor and how he constantly saves the universe over and over again, with a companion of course because no one should ever travel alone.

'Be there in a minute, River!' I shout back and start to pack away my art supplies. I push in my desk chair and start to make my way down the stairs at a jog, the house was double story with only one room at the top just for me.

I get to the bottom and make my way to the dining room following the delicious smell of Fish and Chips. Probably bought from the shop just down the road near the old Powell estate housing complex, but just as good as any home-cooked meal.

'Glad you could attend dinner tonight, Luna' River says with a smile planted on her signature red lips.

'I couldn't resist, the fish and chips smelt really good plus no homework tonight and I've already finished one of my many pictures for the arts night!' I tell her with a grin.

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A/N

First proper story on here sorry if its crap but I'm just trying this writing thing properly, now I don't how she would really feel because I haven't been in nor have I known someone in this sort of situation.

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xo Shania