Oneshots and Crazy Little Stories

Into Future Time

She loved it, she couldn't deny that.
Yes, there were times when she wished she could stop,
Take a break.
But still, time and space was too intriguing to leave alone,
Too amazing to ignore.

She had travelled alone, or as much alone as one could be with a sentient blue box.
She had travelled with people, made freinds, even family, if you thought about it.
She had lost so much, so many,
But gained so much, too.

In her police box she had vworped to the past, the present, the future.
She had found so many interesting things.
Seen so many places.
Met so many beings.

Today, however, she was alone.
For now, at least, anyway.
She did not want to think of her companions right now, she missed them so.
To distract herself she flew to the future, far ahead of the current time for us mortals.
Far, far, far into time.

She landed on a planet she knew not the name of.
It was bright, with a sun close by. 
And hot and dry.
It's people were friendly, if strange to the eye.
Their two heads spoke differently, one of truth, one of lies.

Soon she was caught in a mystery, just like old times.
It was fast paced, full of danger.
She loved it, but felt alone.
Where were her friends when she needed them?

At one point, her sonic was lost.
Deep into a dark hole it fell.
She couldn't get down there, too far it went.
She thought it was lost for good, just like Rose, Donna and Bill.

Even without her screwdriver, she defeated the monster,
The thing that had threatened.
She was praised as hero, and given a huge cheer.

As she made her way to her Tardis, a cloaked figure approached.
She questioned it, but it gave no reply.
It held its hands out, which could not be identified,
They seemed to be every persons and no ones, 
Forever shifting in confusion.

In those confounding hands it held something shiny,
Something that glowed with an orange light.
She took it delightedly, not quite believing
What her eyes saw,
And her finger felt.

She asked where this strange person had found it,
In reply they held out a fan of cards, 
Saying, Take one, any one.
She knew she shouldn't, but she was a risk taker.

She picked one, an ace of hearts, and looked at the dealer.
They said it was the best of luck,
Then turned away and vanished into the murk of night.

She wondered who this odd being was,
Unidentifiable, shifting, discombobulating.
She travelled several worlds,
Still thinking,
Still wondering,
Still curious.

With a sudden impulse she turned her ship around,
Heading back to the planet of the Janus people. 
She searched for that mysterious cloaked person,
But found no trace.
No one knew anything of them, 
Neither the head of lies,
Nor the head of truth.

Then she found them.
Sitting on top of the Tardis.
Smiling.