Alexis Pond was Amelia Pond's identical twin sister. Alexis met the Doctor that night along with Amelia. Now it's 12 years later. The Doctor is back, and Lexi and Amy Pond are all grown up. Oh how their lives are about to change... (Eleven x OC) and (Amy x Rory) Started: December 15, 2014 Ended: July 21, 2017

SEQUEL TO "THE POND TWINS" <><><> Sometimes the universe's greatest mystery... is the person right next to you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Twenty five years have passed since the Weeping Angels took Manhattan and heartlessly snatched Amy and Rory away, sending them to their deaths. After that fateful day, the Couple of Time took their two little ones and went and raised them as normally as they could. No traveling (for the most part). No monster chases. No life or death situations. Just a life hidden away where no one knew who any of them truly were. All that changes on Christmas Eve 1892 as the snow falling in Victorian London becomes the stuff of fairy-tales, and then, nightmares. But, the Doctor and Lexi have become a bit reclusive and are determined not to engage in the problems of the universe. Will they really abandon humankind or will they fight to save the world? What will they do when they fail to save the two people who convinced them to finally get off their cloud? The clever boy and the glorious girl begin running again. The Doctor and Lexi kick off their new run of adventures by searching for their companions Clara and Lucas. And believe me, the Glorious will stop at nothing to finally figure out just exactly who her Impossible Man is. And the Doctor is right there with her with the mystery of his Impossible Girl. They'll do whatever it takes to find and protect their Impossibles with everything they've got. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In other words, the Doctor and Lexi set off on an epic journey... that could cost them everything. <><><> FULL SUMMARY INSIDE!!! Cover by StrangeMagic13 Started: July 21, 2017 Ended: June 16, 2018

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.