Stiles slowly reached out.
His heart hammering in his chest.
"My names the Doctor"
"Doctor?"
Why did it sound familiar?
"Yeah, I travel around quite a lot"
That smile...
His hands clamped down on to the watch.
He winced as a headache started to form, his hands where sweaty.
It burned...
I'm lost.
All alone...
Wait, what that his voice? He sounded...scared.
They're all dead because of him.
I hope he died to!
Now he sounded angry? What? Why was he hearing his own voice in his head? But somehow Stiles knew it was really coming from the watch...
I want to forget.
I can't deal with this.
Now it was pure grief that echoed inside his head as Stiles took the watch from its shelf.
He felt dizzy as he stared at it.
Something telling him to just put it back, it was nothing important.
But the encounter with that man he couldn't get rid of it, somehow driving him to open it, to see what was inside.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Doctor?"
Then...
Stiles opened the fog watch...
From then on everything would change.
"You seem familiar, like I've met you before"
Another story, whoohoo. I'm sorry I got this in my head and I just couldn't stop myself even though I have to many stories right now. Anyway, hope you enjoy.
(You will be pleased to know this is the story I will be continuing with until it's finished) 😇
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Doctor Who/Teen Wolf Crossover: Running Out Of Time
Fanfiction"You look at it but you don't really notice it" Stiles life was far from ordinary. With a best friend for a werewolf and supernatural bringing chaos to his home town Beacon Hills life was never boring. But Stiles himself? Average, normal or so he t...
