>> Friday, 23 January 2009



Here are some blends that I really like but didn't make; I'm useless with graphics! Special thanks to Emma for most of them!


Are you a Whovian?

>> Wednesday, 21 January 2009

Many people who watch Doctor Who claim to be Whovians (somebody overly obsessed with Doctor Who and all things surrounding it). However, are they really? Are you? Take The-OncomingStorm's 'Are you a Whovian?' test below and see!


1) You watch a Doctor Who episode at least once a day.
2) You think about Doctor Who somehow at least three times a day.
3) You're constantly on the internet searching endless Who websites.
4) You own most of the merchandise available.
5) Your room is covered with posters and pictures related to Doctor Who.
6) You know most of the quotes from most of the episodes.
7) You dream about being the companion/Doctor on several occasions.
8) You always write alternative endings and fan fictions.
9) You listen to songs and think of how they relate to Doctor Who.
10) You visit filming locations just to stand on the same spot as David Tennant/Billie Piper etc.
Mostly YES'
You are definitely a Whovian! Doctor Who is constantly on your mind!
Mostly NOs
You call yourself a Whovian? You ought to be ashamed!



Here are some of my favourite avatars; I didn't make any of them!


>> Sunday, 18 January 2009

Everyone's heard of Site of the Month, but this is no ordinary one. With The-OncomingStorm's SOTM, every month a website is chosen to have a link on the homepage. However, this link doesn't just lead to the homepage, it leads to a set of questions about the website and information you never knew about it!

If you want your website to be SOTM and to answer the questions, leave your website URL in a comment below and I'll get back to you. Thanks and good luck!


I always want loads of content to be added to the website but the truth is, I'm not that good at making graphics and stuff, so why not submit something? It could be a blend, a banner... anything you feel would be fine to appear on the website! Send it to:


Please only send something you have made yourself, not someone else's work passed off as your own. Thanks and get submitting!


Here at The-OncomingStorm, it's always nice to know how to improve and here's a page where you can add your thoughts and comments about the website. Is there a page you've always hated or a feature you'd like to get rid of? Got any ideas of what could be added to the website or any changes that could be made? If so, leave a comment below.

All comments are welcome, as long as they aren't rude or contain swear words. Any inappropriate ones will be deleted immediately by our resedential Cybermen. You have been warned...


>> Saturday, 17 January 2009

Do you enjoy writing stories, or alternative endings to episodes? Well now here's your chance! Here at The-OncomingStorm we want to hear your fan fictions! They can be about anything, perhaps you want a different ending to Journey's End, or for Jenny to travel with the Doctor. With stories, you can do anything. Interested? Continue reading...

If you want to submit a story, please write it in a Word Document and attach it to an email addressed to:


The best ones will be displayed! Please don't:

- Make the stories novel-length
- Use explicit language
- Include anything explicit
- Don't copy other ideas or use work which isn't your own!

If you need time to work on a story to submit, please feel free to leave a comment below. In the mean time, get writing!


All around the room, the Doctor’s shouts echoed and Beth winced, shaking her head uncontrollably. Beth let go of the button in protest and the Master frowned at her, pressing it himself.
“Stop it!” she yelled at the Master, “Just stop it, now!”
The Master took his finger slowly off the button and walked towards Beth. The Doctor lay panting on the floor, shuddering.
“You do not tell me what to do!” the Master yelled, grabbing Beth by her neck. She gasped as his cold hand blocked off her airway, “Do you understand?”
Beth nodded frantically and the Master pushed her down to the floor. “Good,” he smiled and turned on his heel, “Now Doctor, we wait for the Clamots to settle in!”

On Earth, amongst all the running and screaming, James knelt down and examined the creature in front of him closely. The creature looked back at him with big, puppy dog eyes and he smiled.
“Stop!” he called, standing up, “These things are harmless. They’re just like dogs.”
Around him, the people slowly stopped screaming and looking closely at the creatures. Despite their bizarre appearance, the humans found themselves falling in love with them. James knelt down again and held out a hand. The creature slowly approached him and leapt onto his hand. James smiled as it curled up next to him.
“I’m taking this thing home,” he put the creature in his hand and dropped the newspaper he was carrying, “Damn,” he said, but before he could pick it up, the creature had done so for him, “Wow, they’re practically housetrained!”
The people around him seemed wary but found the creatures fascinating. They all begin picking them up and taking them up, without the creatures protesting.
James smiled at his new pet, “I’m calling you James Junior.”

The TV in the room blared and Sally Sparrow watched in despair.
“How do people trust these things?” she called to her boyfriend, Larry, “They look disgusting.”
Larry hesitated in the corridor, trying to hide the creature he’d just picked up. “Er, yeah, disgusting,” he lied.
Sally sighed heavily, “You’ve got one haven’t you?”
Larry walked into the room and held it out, “Don’t you think it’s cute?” he said, scratching the creature’s head, “What should we call it?”
“We’re not keeping it!” Sally shouted, “It looks… alien.”
“So what if it is? It does housework,” Larry said, raising his eyebrows.
“What?” Sally asked in disbelief.
“Yup,” Larry replied, “Look.”
He gave the creature his ‘The angels have the phone box’ T Shirt, and without hesitation, the creature went straight to the washing machine and placed it inside. It then returned to Larry’s side.
“But that’s insane,” Sally said, “Creatures wouldn’t just do that naturally, they must have been made to do it so we’d trust them.” She stood up, “I need to investigate this.”
“Sallllly,” Larry said in an exasperated tone, “Please, you said you’d give up all this stuff.”
“But it’s so interesting, don’t you think?” she thought to herself, “Maybe we’ll find the Doctor again.”
Larry sighed, “That’s what it’s all about isn’t it? Doctor this, Doctor that.”“Shut up,” Sally snapped, grabbing her coat, “I’m going out.”Without waiting for a reply, she was gone.

Two weeks later

“Please, stop,” Beth managed as the Master once again tortured the Doctor, “Don’t you think it’s enough now?”
The Master stood up and look at his watch, “Ah, two weeks, should be used to them now.”
He flicked on his wide screen television and placed on the news channel.
“These creatures have been described as the best thing since sliced-bread. A fortnight ago, millions of the dog-like animals appeared across the world and willingly approached humans. Dazzling them with their charm and housework abilities, most of the human race took them into their homes and now they use them on a day to day basis. Here is James Adams with his tale:
‘”I first saw them and I knew they could be trusted. They’re a miracle, aren’t you JJ?””
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The Master switched off the screen and smiled.
“Now,” he said, hovering over a button, “Time to make them devour the human race.”
“No,” the Doctor struggled, “Please, don’t.”
The Master laughed, “Just try and stop me.”“Please, just tell me one thing,” the Doctor gasped.
The Master sighed, “What?”
“Where did the Clamots come from?” he asked.
The Master laughed and circled the room, “Do you really want to know? They’re made from an alien race from a dying planet. I arrived there and recycled their bodies into these creatures.”
The Doctor’s face was grim, “Murder.”
“I was salvaging them Doctor, saving them. They’re now a better race that are about to feast.”
“No,” the Doctor said once again, “Please, not yet.”
The Master sighed, “One more hour. In the meantime…” he produced the button, “You know what’s coming!”

Sally Sparrow had spent the past two weeks researching the creatures and had managed to find and visit Torchwood.
“How do you know about us?” Captain Jack Harkness shouted, as Sally traipsed through the doors.
“I have connections,” she muttered and said, “Anyway, I was wondering if you’d done any research on these creatures? Please, I need to do this, you can trust me.”Jack eyed her warily then smiled, “OK, but only because you’re cute.”Sally sighed then followed Jack into another room. “This is what we’ve found out.”There was suddenly a knock on the door and a woman dressed in a white coat swept in. Her black hair was neatly styled back and she wore a red top with perfect black trousers. Her face looked confused. Sally instantly recognised her and vice versa.
“Sally Sparrow!” the woman said.
“Martha Jones!” Sally said.
They smiled at each other and Sally said, “I need your help.”“Thought so,” she smiled, “Is it about the creatures?” Martha asked.
“Yes,” Sally nodded, “They don’t seem safe.”“They’re not,” Martha sighed, “They’ve been made out of different types of tissue, completely mixed DNA. They’ve been put together.”
“By who?” Sally asked. “Someone who’s got a grudge against the Earth…” Martha sighed, “Something like this happened before…”“We need the Doctor,” Sally asked, “The Earth could be in trouble.”“I agree,” Martha said, “Torchwood is a small team, we can’t contain all the creatures in here.”“But the Doctor’s even smaller,” Sally said.
“Oh no, he’s a thousand times better than Torchwood,” Martha sighed, “He’ll know what to do.”“So what are we supposed to do?” Sally said, beginning to feel frustrated.
“We wait, I suppose,” Martha sighed, sitting down, “And, you could tell us how you know about Torchwood?”Jack coughed, “I am here you know,” he laughed, “Blimey, you girls can be so power-crazed sometimes.” He turned seriously to Sally, “Now, explain to us.”
“Right, I’ve had enough of waiting,” the Master sighed, “I’m getting this show on the road.”“Please,” the Doctor pleaded, “Don’t.”The Master just laughed and pressed another button.

Sarah, Beth’s mother, continuously phoned her daughter but there was no reply. She cried with fury and slammed the phone against the wall, causing it to shatter into hundreds of tiny pieces. She then ran towards her car and prepared for a long journey to Cardiff.

2 hours later

“OK,” Jack said, “Now, I’m just worried.”“What?” Martha said, running towards the screen that Jack was frowning at.
“There’s a woman who’s walking towards us,” they watched as she stepped on the Torchwood front entrance and managed to make it work. Jack sighed.
“Come on, get the guns out,” he ordered.

Jack stood with his gun ready as Sarah descended down to the Hub. She saw the gun and put her hands up.
“Don’t shoot me,” she said, “I’m here to help! I know where the Doctor is.”
Jack exchanged a look with Martha and Sarah said, “My daughter’s with him, Beth, she’s in trouble.”
Jack lowered his gun then said, “Tell us what you know.”
“He can’t be…” Martha said in disbelief, “Why on earth did your daughter revive him?”“I’m sorry, she was forced,” she cried, “I haven’t received any messages from her so she must be in trouble.”
“Are you involved too?” Jack said, eyeing her warily.
“Not really,” she replied, “I’ve always hated him for what he’s doing to my daughter.”“So Beth just travelled with the Doctor,” Martha said, “To bring him to the Master.”“That’s the plan,” Sarah said. “What a bit…” Martha began but Jack cut her off, “OK, what can we do?”
“You’ve got teleports haven’t you?” Sarah said.
“Hey, how do you know about us?” he glanced at Sally, “We’re gonna get overcrowded here!”
“The Master informed us about you, what dangers you could cause. I’m supposed to be stopping you. But I’m here to help.” She looked around, “Is this your new team then?”Jack shook his head, “Nah, Gwen and Ianto are out for a pizza. Anyway, yes, help us. How?”
“The teleports,” she said, “Use them; I’ve got co-ordinates for his new ship.”
“How many teleports are there?” Sally asked.
“Three,” Jack said, “One of us will have to stay behind.”
Sally sighed, “I suppose that’ll be me.”“No,” Martha said, “I’ll stay behind, keep an eye on what’s going on, I’ll stay here and keep this place safe.”
Jack looked at her warily then nodded, “OK.”
“Let’s get these teleports then,” Sally smiled.

The Master hadn’t set the Clamots off to eat the humans yet, he just wanted to annoy the Doctor.
He sighed, “Oh, this is so funny.”“Hilarious,” Beth muttered sarcastically.
“Shut up,” the Master snapped, “You’re lucky I haven’t killed you.”Suddenly, the room filled with a strange energy and 3 people appeared in the centre of the room.
“What?” the Master gasped. “What?” the Doctor frowned, “Jack! Sarah!” he gasped, “Sally Sparrow! What are you doing here?”
“Helping,” Sally smiled.
Sarah ran over to her daughter and hugged her tight. Jack pointed his gun at the Master, “Now listen, you know you can’t kill me, so stay right there.”The Master looked around in disbelief, “What?” He looked at Jack and then at Sarah.
“You were supposed to eliminate Torchwood,” he said in an angry voice, “You worthless…” he grabbed a laser from his pocket and pointed it at Sarah, who suddenly evaporated and left Beth hugging thin air.
“Mum!” she gasped and pain rushed through her body. Her throat began to feel tight as all the memories she’d had with her mother ran through her mind. It all seemed worth nothing now; she was an orphan and a betrayer. She didn’t even have enough in her to make herself cry, her eyes just stared into space, dead.
“Drop the gun,” the Master said, “Or I’ll disintegrate you too!”Jack hesitated then dropped his gun. Sally stood behind him.
“And who is this?” the Master said, ushering Jack out of the way, “Another companion?”
Sally frowned at him, “And who are you?”
The Master laughed, “I am the Master, and I’m about to turn the Clamots against the human race!”“What? The Clam-what?” Sally frowned.
“They’re the creatures,” the Master sighed, “I created them and now the human race will die.”
“Larry…” Sally gasped.
“Martha…” Jack muttered.
“Martha?” the Doctor asked.
“She works for us part time now,” Jack explained.
“Oh shut up all your gabble,” the Master shouted, “Now, it’s time!”
Jack quickly reached for his gun as the Master produced a device. He shot at the Master’s hand with the device in several times, so much so his hand fell off and on to the floor. Sally grabbed her mouth in disgust as the Master looked at his hand and the device on the floor. Jack quickly shot at it and destroyed it.
The Master collapsed to the floor in pain; he was bleeding heavily. The Doctor managed to get up and walk past him to all his controls. He found what he was looking for and pressed a button. On Earth, all the creatures suddenly disintegrated and the Doctor looked grim.
“What did you do?” Sally asked.
“Ah you wouldn’t understand,” the Doctor brushed off, sitting by the Master’s side.
“You killed a whole species,” the Master gasped, “My species.”
The Doctor ignored him as he quickly removed all weapons from the Master’s pockets. As all this happened, Beth just stood there, motionless.
“Doctor,” the Master said, “This is enough! Beth,” he called, “The watch.”Beth automatically reached for her watch, not caring anymore, and chucked it to the Master, “Teleport.”They suddenly all disappeared and appeared on Earth, in a deserted street with a long road in the middle of it. The Master stood up, despite his injury. He pushed the Doctor forward, “Come on.”
Jack and Sally stayed back but Beth edged forward. She knew what was going to happen. They walked across the road and the Master told the Doctor to stop in the middle, “I need some space.”The Master walked along to the pavement and talked to the Doctor, “I need your help Doctor.”“You’ve got a nerve,” the Doctor said, facing him, “After all you’ve done.”In the distance, the revving of a truck sounded and Beth’s heart skipped a beat.
The Doctor continued to face the Master as Beth watched the truck she had heard hurtle towards the Doctor at a shocking speed, who was oblivious of the danger. The Master looked at Beth with a stern face.
Beth gasped as the Doctor turned around and noticed the truck coming. She rushed out into the road without thinking. She quickly pushed the Doctor out of the way, safely onto the pavement with the Master, and was hit at full speed by the truck and pushed over the bonnet of it. She slumped off onto the cold road and the Doctor rushed to her side. Jack and Sally gasped as they watched the Doctor cradling her in his arms.
Beth’s head lolled around powerlessly as she struggled for air.
“Beth…” he gasped, “Stay with me, please Beth.”“I’m… so… sorry,” she managed and stared at the Doctor.
“Don’t go, please,” tears were flooding his eyes, “We’ve had such good times together, don’t spoil it all now! I forgive you.”
“S-s-sorry,” Beth gasped and her eyes slowly closed.
The Doctor clutched her close and tears dripped onto Beth’s hair. He cradled her broken body and remembered of all the good times they’d had together; on the planet Felspoon, in Barcelona, seeing the sights, laughing…
He slowly laid her onto the floor to rest and placed his head in his hands in despair.
The Master watched on, unmoved, and shouted, “Another one’s left you, then?”
The Doctor slowly raised his head and stood up, his gaze shattering. His face was full of heartbreak and the Master saw this as triumph.
“Damn it, that truck was aimed for you. Anyway, I’ve finally defeated…” he paused as a shot passed through his stomach. The Doctor looked up at Jack who had a gun in his hand. The Master collapsed to the floor and the Doctor stood there, unable to sit with him. He watched as the Master slowly died and seemed to grin.
“I don’t need to regenerate,” he gasped and chuckled to himself. He then closed his eyes and died along with Beth.
The Doctor sat once more beside his companion and felt the pain and loss he had continuously experienced hit him all over again. He felt lonelier than ever before and suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see Sally, her face full of sorrow, and she pulled him into a hug. Jack stood watching and looked at the floor at Beth, who remained motionless but peaceful.

“As we remember the life of Bethany Lily Wright, we scatter her ashes across the river, free to explore and experience the afterlife in peace.”
The vicar scattered Beth’s ashes into the river and the Doctor stood motionless in a black suit. Sally Sparrow and Jack were at the back of the crowd, looking at the floor. Jack whispered something to Sally and she looked at him with worry.
“What about Larry?” she asked.
“Do you really need him?” Jack queried.
“I know, but it’s so dangerous, I mean look what happened to Beth!”“It isn’t always that way,” Jack said, “Anyway, you’ll have to ask him. I’m sure ever since you met him you’ve always wanted that thrill that comes with travelling with him.”
Sally felt excitement rush through her and then she felt ashamed.
“We shouldn’t be talking about this,” she said, “He’s just lost someone.”“Yeah,” he sighed as the Doctor walked towards them, his face now looking old with pain. Jack placed his hand on his shoulder.
“The TARDIS?” he asked, looking at Sally.
The Doctor barely nodded and began walking forward. Sally contemplated asking him if she could travel with him, but worried if it was too soon.
The trio walked towards the TARDIS and the Doctor opened the doors with no emotion. Once inside, he sat down and stared at the console. Sally gaped at the interior, amazed by its beauty while Jack stood there awkwardly. No one knew what to say.
Suddenly, the TARDIS console lit to life and it began moving. The Doctor stood up in shock and frowned. He darted around the console and pressed buttons urgently.
“We’re being pulled somewhere!” he shouted, his face full of concentration.
As the TARDIS hurtled from side to side, Sally couldn’t help smiling, the thrill of excitement overwhelming her. Jack felt slightly inconvenienced; he had a team to look after and they wouldn’t be very happy with him disappearing again. He sighed, allowing a smile to spread across his face. Nothing was ever simple with the Doctor.

The TOCS Series will return in the Easter Special – ALONE AT SEA


About the Owner

>> Friday, 16 January 2009

Owner: Becky

Age: 17

Email: bex-doctorwhofan1@hotmail.co.uk

How The-OncomingStorm began:

I started off with a Piczo site called Doctor-Who-Fan1. There were many problems with it, but deep down I was just ignoring them...

Firstly, there was the name. I really wanted it without the '1' but someone stole the name. Secondly, Piczo in general. I just felt that my website was just puny and small compared to some of the giant Who websites. There were always adverts popping up on my website and it took ages to edit because of its slowness! Also, adding news was a long and painful (well, not painful but you know what I mean) process and took lots of my time, I just wanted something simple!
Because of all of these factors, I one day decided I'M MOVING!! I asked fans of my site if they liked the idea, and because of the positive feedback I searched the net for hosts, and Blogspot seemed perfect; easy to add news, and simple to use (nice rhyme there...) So, I moved.

Obviously, I had to restart everything again which was a tough process considering that I didn't even know if it was gonna work out. I spent every day in my half term on my laptop adding pages and working hard. The layout was, ashamedly, rubbish but luckily, after the week, I was ready to open.

Thankfully, people seemed to like the site! Now, I get regular visitors and a great amount of comments. I hope that, in the future, the site will grow better and better and that people will visit my site everyday.

Well, there's some babble about me. Enjoy the site!
How The-OncomingStorm has improved:
At the beginning of its run, TOCS managed about 40 visitors a day and 100 hits a day. Now, we receive nearly 200 visitors a day (not bad for a small site!) and I hope in the future it will really improve! Also, the layout's gone from ugly to quite organised and tidy. I just hope you enjoy your visit here.
Thanks for reading and enjoy the site!


>> Tuesday, 6 January 2009

The Doctor, Beth, the man and the creature landed in a cupboard with a bang. The creature removed itself from the Doctor’s leg and as he got up, the Doctor said, “That thing’s a teleport?”
“Genius isn’t it?” the man smiled.
“Hmm, you ok Beth?” the Doctor asked as Beth got up.
“Yeah, thanks…” Beth said without looking at him.
“Explain all this to me,” the Doctor said to the man, placing himself on a nearby bucket, “I’m not moving until you do.”
The creature snarled and the man hushed it, “I suppose it’ll avoid questions later. Where do we start, eh?”
He turned to Beth and she looked away, “Do you want to start?”
She blinked back some tears and stepped forward, looking at the Doctor.
“You know my father?” she asked, “Well, he… he was murdered.”
The Doctor frowned, “I’m sorry… by who?”
“B-b-y…” she stuttered, “It was done to bribe my mother and myself into doing this, believe me I didn’t want to…”
“Beth,” the Doctor said in a hard voice, “Who killed your father?”
Beth took a deep breath, when suddenly the door to the cupboard was opened and two men in suits appeared.
“Come with us,” they ordered.

The Doctor winced as chunky handcuffs were placed around his wrists.
“There’s no need for this you know,” he moaned, “It’s not like I’m gonna hurt you.”
The men remained silent and Beth followed behind, handcuffed also. Stabs of memories were attacking her…

“Hello Mr and Mrs Wright, you must be Beth’s parents,” he had sneered.
“Who the hell are you?” Mr Wright had asked.
“Like you even have the right to know,” he had replied, his head held high.
“You’re just some weirdo who thinks he’s got power!” Mr Wright had snapped.
“Oh really?” he had replied, and produced a gun from within his coat. In a flash, he had shot Mr Wright directly in the chest. Beth and Mrs Wright had watched as he slumped to the floor in a pool of blood, dying.
“Dad!” Beth had wailed.
“Now listen, if you don’t do what I say, you’ll be next.”
Mrs Wright had crouched over her husband, cradled him, his blood smeared across her shirt.
“I don’t care, you can kill me as well,” she had sobbed.
“No, Mum,” Beth had interrupted, “I can’t lose you as well,” she had turned to the man, “What is it? What do you want?”

Beth walked along the corridor, tears streaming down her cheeks. She wanted to brush them away but couldn’t, to her dismay. The Doctor briefly turned around to see her but was pushed forward into a room.
It was very posh; the floor was shiny and looked polished. Panels were everywhere and a round table was in the middle of the room with televisions and gadgets on it. He looked behind to see Beth who was being pushed down onto a chair and released from her handcuffs. The Doctor was pushed onto the floor and remained in his handcuffs.
“Is anyone gonna tell me what’s going on?” he pleaded, “’Cause it’s getting a tad annoying now.”
He was mainly talking to Beth, who hadn’t looked at him since they were teleported.
“Anyone?” the Doctor repeated, “And please remove these cuffs, they’ll give me bruises.”
“Good,” a random nearby security guard sneered.
Beth walked over to the Doctor, the guard’s eyes on her, and knelt beside him, “You alright?” she asked.
“Yeah, I was gonna ask you the same, you looked a bit upset back there,” the Doctor said.
“Just remembering the night he died,” Beth said quietly.
“What-?” the Doctor began to ask but Beth shushed him, “Distract them a minute,” she said, gesturing to the security guards.
The Doctor asked no questions and did as he was told. “What’s that over there?” the Doctor asked, “There, that red light?” he lied.
The guards looked away and he felt Beth suddenly yanking at his handcuffs.
“They’re not gonna budge,” he muttered frantically.“Sonic screwdriver?” Beth asked.
The Doctor gestured in his pocket but the security guards gaze was back on them.
“Sit over there,” they ordered to Beth and she did so, knowing pain was coming the Doctor’s way.
The security guard touched his ear as some information came in. He looked at Beth, “It’s time.”
Beth drew a deep breath nervously and sat there, shaking.
“Well, tell your story!” he prompted.
Beth looked from the guard to the Doctor. She sighed.
“It was a normal night,” Beth said in a weak voice, “I was in my laboratory and suddenly a strong thought filled my head… I knew I had to go somewhere, to save him. I headed towards the…” she swallowed, “the corpse and there it was; the ring.”
She paused to look up at the Doctor who had a stony expression on his face.
“I, I put on the ring like the thought had told me and he appeared in front of me, brand new and powerful. He forced me, with a gun, to go home and that’s when he killed my father, right in front of both of us, and told me to… to follow him and help him do what he wanted… or he’d do the same to us. I had to,” Beth whispered, “I had no choice.”
“Everyone has a choice,” the Doctor said in a choked voice, “Come on, who is it you’re helping?” He asked this, despite the empty feeling in his stomach that told him he knew, deep down.
“That would be me,” a booming voice came from at the top of the stairs and a middle aged man dressed in a shirt and tie and spotless trousers appeared. His jet black hair was brushed back and his eyes were a piercing blue.
As the feeling which told him he wasn’t alone passed through him, the Doctor choked, “No…”
“Yes Doctor,” the man shouted, “I am back, I am the Master and now, I will have my revenge!”
The Doctor stared at the floor for a long while, trying his hardest to comprehend everything that was happening.
“Well Doctor,” the Master said, “I must say I’m disappointed. I expected more of a reaction!”
“Why?” the Doctor eventually asked, ignoring the Master’s comment, “Why did you make Beth do this?”
“Dunno,” the Master shrugged, sitting on the steps. This reminded the Doctor of the Valiant and painful memories hit him, “She was young and pretty, like all your companions. I suppose she fitted the job description.”
“Don’t bring them into this,” the Doctor ordered. There was a long pause, “I see you’ve regenerated. Again.”
“Yeah,” the Master shrugged, “Being shot and then burnt into a pile of ashes tends to damage your cells a bit, you know?”
“That wasn’t my fault,” the Doctor said in a dull voice.
“No, it was my wife, of all people!” he spat, “Killed by a woman yet again…”
“Yet you still rely on them to do all your dirty work,” the Doctor said, glancing up at Beth.
“Doctor?” Beth said quietly, glancing at her hands, “Doctor?”
“Don’t talk to me!” The Doctor yelled at her and Beth staggered, taken aback.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, tears pricking at her eyes.
“Sorry? Sorry? You think that will suddenly make everything better?!” the Doctor shouted.
“No,” Beth said, “No.”“Just… just… don’t speak to me,” the Doctor said, not looking at her.
The Master laughed as he slowly stepped down the stairs, “I do apologise Doctor, has my employee upset you?”
The Doctor remained silent, heartbroken.
Beth walked over to him, “I really am so sorry Doctor,” she sobbed, “I wanted to stop but he said he’d kill me!”
“What happened to your wife?” the Doctor interrupted, changing the subject.
“Found her in a mental home,” the Master said casually, “Had her killed in the end.”
Beth gulped; wondering if that was going to happen to her or the Doctor.
“What’s all this for anyway?” the Doctor said, getting himself up to face the Master, “Why kill someone’s father and convince them to bring me here? Surely it’s not just for a social call?”
“Always a sense of humour,” the Master said, pressing a button and suddenly the Doctor collapsed to the floor, electricity shooting through him. The Master held the button down for around half a minute, and then let go for the Doctor gasp in agony.
“Electric handcuffs,” he sneered.
Beth edged towards the Doctor but the Master held out his hand, “Don’t,” he said in a deadly voice, “I suppose I should explain all of my plans, go on, fire away the questions,” the Master said, walking over and sitting on a leather chair.
The Doctor gasped, “Where is this?”
“My new spaceship, seeing as those pesky Daleks destroyed my Valiant. I’ll miss that ship… But I needed a new one for my plans to work so I built it, from scratch. Well, not by myself, I had a little help. Anyway, next?” the Master said, clicking a security guard over, “A drink please,” he muttered.
“What is all this for?” the Doctor asked, blinking heavily.
“I told you before,” the Master said now standing up and towering over the Doctor, “Revenge.”
“I haven’t done anything wrong to you! I gave you the chance to live, but you didn’t take it!”
“No Doctor, revenge for everything. And mostly because I loved my old body and you caused me to regenerate!” he paused, “I look older now!”“Everyone ages,” the Doctor said, “Especially we should know that.”
“Anyway, next question?” the Master said, now clutching a glass of champagne.
“Who is he?” the Doctor said, pointing to the man who had brought him here, “And that…?” he said, pointing at the thing the man had claimed to be his pet.
“Oh that’s all part of my plan to take over the Earth,” the Master said, smiling, “Well in answer to the first part, he’s just a loyal follower of mine who owed me a favour,” he looked at the man, who bowed.
“And the creatures?” the Doctor prompted.
“Well, these are the cutting edge thing on Earth, or, they will be!” the Master smiled, “Soon, these will be branded as the hottest thing on Earth, a must have. They’ll be labelled as the ultimate house pet, one that will obey orders and do housework. But when I say, they will devour their owners and the whole human race will be destroyed ready for me to use the whole Earth for whatever I want.”
“Why?” the Doctor gasped.
“Because it’ll shatter you,” the Master said, standing once again face to face with the Doctor, “Knowing all those people have died and you didn’t stop it, it’ll drive you insane. Give you an idea of how maddening it is to have drums sounding constantly in your head.”
“I told you I could stop that,” the Doctor reasoned, “How have you got enough Clamots for the entire population? They’re a new species so I assume you’ve developed them… How?”
“Shut up,” the Master snapped, now pacing around the room. He glanced at his watch, “Ah, it’s time! We can transport them to Earth!”
“What about my mother?” Beth asked.
“Oh Beth, I’d almost forgotten you were here!” the Master said, cupping her face in his hands; she winced at this, “Your mother? She hasn’t done anything to help me has she?”
“But she’s my mother! I’ve helped you,” Beth said desperately.
“I don’t care,” he said and walked over to a panel of buttons, “Now, they will be transported!”
“The human race won’t be happy!” the Doctor said, “They’ll panic and kill them!”“No, but they won’t,” the Master said, “The Battle of Canary Wharf,” he smiled as the Doctor’s face was ridden with pain, “Yeah, thought you’d remember that! The ghosts! The humans were scared of them at first, but they got used to them! They will do the same for the Clamots!”
“Clamots?” the Doctor scoffed, “That’s a bit of a lame name, did you make it up?”
The Master laughed, then pressed another button to shock the Doctor once more.
“Now, time for them to be transported!” he boomed.
He pressed a button and Beth ran for the window as she watched blue lights heading towards Earth; the Clamots were teleporting themselves.
On Earth in the streets hundreds of the Clamots appeared and the nearby humans began running around, panicking and screaming. The Master watched this on a screen.
“Give it 2 weeks, it’ll all be according to plan,” he smiled, “In the meantime, I can have my revenge,” he said, facing the Doctor who had just finished being shocked.
“Isn’t this enough?” he managed, “You’re destroying the human race!”
“Does my face look bothered?” the Master sneered and clapped his hands together, “Just wait until you hear what I’ve got planned for you,” he looked up at Beth, “Now Beth,” he quickly ushered away the security guards, “Come here.”
Beth slowly did so and looked at the Doctor who just stared at the floor.
“Now,” he said, “Press this button.”
Beth looked at the Master in despair, “No.”
The Master grabbed her arm and Beth yelped, “Do you want your mother to live?”
Beth glanced at the Doctor who she could have sworn nodded.
“OK,” she said, raising her hand, “I’m sorry Doctor.”
As she pressed the button, volts of electricity once again passed through the Doctor’s handcuffs through his body. He yelled in pain and Beth looked away, tears stinging at her eyes. She hadn’t thought this would happen, the Master had promised her he would leave her alone…
As the Doctor’s screams filled the room, the Master stood at the top of the stairs.
“Now Doctor,” he shouted, “Prepare for the worst two weeks of your life, and following that…” he paused, “Yours and the Earth’s death!”

To be continued


>> Sunday, 4 January 2009

- David Tennant’s father starred in the episode The Unicorn and the Wasp as a waiter!

- The episode The Shakespeare Code was originally going to be called Love’s Labours Won, but was changed as a reference to the Da Vinci Code.

- When filming Human Nature/The Family of Blood David Tennant was suffering from the flu. Poor guy!

- The End of the World contained over 200 CGI shots, more than an average film!

- Couldn’t understand what the German lady said in Journey’s End?

OLD WOMAN: Hier ist niemand. Was immer Sie wollen, gehen Sie fort. Lassen Sie mich in Ruhe.
Translation: There's no one here. Whatever you want, just go away. Leave me alone.

MARTHA: Ich heisse Martha Jones. Ich komme von UNIT. Agentin funf sechs sechs sieben eins, von der medizinishen Abteilung.
Translation: I'm called Martha Jones. I come from UNIT. Agent 5, 6, 6, 7, 1. Medical officer.

OLD WOMAN: Es hiess Sie kaemen vorbei.
Translation: They said you might come.

OLD WOMAN: Sie sind der Albtraum. Nicht die anderen, Sie! Ich sollte Sie umbringen, am besten gleich jetzt!
Translation: You are the nightmare. It's not them, it's you! I should kill you right now!

MARTHA: Then do it.
And Martha just steps into the lift. The Old Woman lowers her gun, defeated, shaking.

OLD WOMAN: Marta. Zur Hoelle mit Dir.
Translation: Martha. You're going straight to Hell.

- Tom Baker’s Doctor always enjoyed Jelly Babies, so did the Master who returned during Utopia/The Sound of Drums/Last of the TimeLords.

- Before it was named Forest of the Dead, the episode had many other titles, River’s Run, Forest of the Night and many more!

- Rose’s shocking appearance at the end of Partners in Crime was not originally in the copy shown to the press. It was removed to make it a surprise for the public and so it wouldn’t shadow Donna’s return.

- Originally, the series 4 companion was going to be Penny Carter who was from the North of England and had a cheating boyfriend.

- During the beach scene in Doomsday a foot appears from behind the truck which Rose, Mickey, Jackie and Pete travelled to Bad Wolf Bay in. Look closely and you’ll see!

- Episode 8 of series 4 was going to be called Century House and would feature the Doctor going to a century house with 'Most Haunted' to look for The Red Widow.

- Russell T Davies realised he was going to kill off Astrid during a taxi ride.

- Series 4 episode Planet of the Ood was originally going to be the second episode, not the third.

- The Fires of Pompeii was nearly not made into an episode, originally it was going to be World War Two with monsters on the loose in the Natural History Museum as a Nazi strike-force invades. This was dropped because World War 2 was used in Series 1, and Russell T Davies was worried it would be too soon to come back to it.

- It was mentioned that during the finale, blue sparkles should fly by in the sky to imply Astrid Peth was there.

- The Series 4 finale was originally going to feature Elton Pope, from the episode Love & Monsters in Series 2.

- CAL from Silence in the Library was originally going to be a boy.

- It was Martha who was originally meant to have the Grandfather, but when it never happened, Donna was given one instead, Wilf.

- 4.6 was originally tagged as 'the Martha lost in Space episode', but was replaced by The

Doctor's Daughter because it was more interesting.

- Russell T Davies was asked to appear on ITV show Dancing on Ice, but sadly said no. Julie Gardener is said to be still laughing at this information today!

Got any trivia? Feel free to post them here!


“Mum!” Beth gasped, running towards her mother who was digging up a dead flower in her garden.
Sarah raised her head and sprung straight up to hug her. The Doctor watched on, a smile on his face. Sarah eyed him carefully.
“Where’ve you been?” she asked, when they finally pulled apart.
“I told you, travelling,” Beth said, glancing at the floor.
Sarah looked the Doctor up and down, “This is him, then…”
The Doctor smiled, expecting a slap or a rant coming his way. However, Sarah seemed to smile.
“He seems nice,” she whispered, smoothing back her hair.
“Mum!” Beth said, blushing, “God, you’re worse than me!”There was silence for a moment, and then Sarah said, “Let’s go inside then, we’ll freeze in this weather!”

The Doctor and Beth settled down on the coach and Beth flicked on the TV, knowing exactly which channel she wanted. A repeat of You’ve Been Framed was showing and Beth half-heartedly laughed at the people making fools of themselves. Sarah walked into the room and laid some tea on the table, while the Doctor kept his eyes fixed on the screen. Beth watched as he reached for his glasses, keeping his eyes glued in the same position.
“Here we go, Custard Creams alright? I didn’t know you were coming so didn’t get anything in…” Sarah said.
Beth mumbled a “yes” and Sarah sat down next to the Doctor, who didn’t acknowledge her presence.
“So…” she said, “Where’ve you been going together?”
“Just… places,” Beth said.
“Yeah, but where?” Sarah persisted.
Beth sighed, “I dunno… places!”
Sarah frowned at her daughter, “Why are you being like this?”
“What do you mean? I’m just trying to watch TV and you’re nattering away in my ear!”
“So you didn’t come to visit me, you came to watch TV!?”
“No, it’s just I happen to find this particular programme very interesting!”“What, You’ve Been Framed? You said you couldn’t stick it before! You said that it’s all a fix and people make it up to get the 250 quid!”
“Does this really matter right now?”
“What’s that? Where’s the remote?” the Doctor suddenly said.
“What?” Beth asked.
“Where’s your remote?” he repeated and Beth handed it to him. He rewound the programme back and played the clip again. He watched the clip closely with his nose nearly touching the screen. “There!” he said and paused the programme.
“Oh my God…” Beth said, “Is it…”
“An alien,” the Doctor said, looking closely at the specimen, “It looks like…”
The Doctor suddenly stopped and stood up to face Sarah, who had a look of surprise on her face, “Um, we’re just joking…” the Doctor said, “It’s... erm…”
“Don’t worry, I am aware aliens exist you know,” she glanced at Beth and raised her eyebrow, “Carry on.”
The Doctor eyed her suspiciously then sighed, leaning in closer to the television screen. “I need to investigate this. C’mon Beth.”They got up and went to leave the room before Sarah said, “Beth? Can I speak to you before you go?”
Beth glanced at the Doctor who nodded.
The Doctor walked outside and Beth quickly sat on the sofa.
“What is it? Does he need us?” Beth asked, checking the Doctor couldn’t hear.
“Nearly, it’s so close now! But this is all part of it so go along with it and don’t worry,” Sarah answered, “And keep an eye on your watch.”
Beth got up slowly and walked out of the room, turning around once more to face her mother, who she would see again when all this was over.

“Are we going to meet Harry Hill?” Beth asked, laughing.
“Hopefully,” the Doctor grinned, “I’ve got shirts like his in the TARDIS wardrobe, one day I’ll wear them. I should make a pact to do so.” He smiled to himself for a moment then shook his head, “No, being serious now, we need to do something about it… maybe we can talk to the executive producers and ask for the person’s address, then we can see if the alien’s still there…”“They’re not just gonna hand out people’s addresses,” Beth said, “Confidentiality and all that business.”
“Yes, well, I’ve got this,” he waved his psychic paper about and Beth smiled.
“A gadget for every occasion.”
“Oh yes!”

“Er, where exactly are we going?” Beth frowned as she and the Doctor stopped walking.
“Um, any idea where the studio is?” the Doctor asked.
“How should I know? I’m more of a BBC girl than ITV. All the best shows are on BBC,” she replied.
The Doctor smiled, “Hang on, I’ll try and track it with the TARDIS,” he said and ran off in a different direction.
“Now that sounds like a plan,” Beth smiled, following.

They managed to find the ITV studios, after 4 hours setting the TARDIS co-ordinates.
“It wasn’t my fault!” the Doctor claimed innocently.
“Well I wasn’t the one flying it!” Beth replied.
The Doctor muttered something under his breath as they walked through the doors. The security guard eyed them carefully.
The Doctor flashed his psychic paper and the guard nodded, letting them through.
“Hello,” the Doctor said to what looked like a receptionist, “Can you please show me where You’ve Been Framed is produced?”
The woman smiled, “This way, sir.”
The Doctor grinned back and Beth nudged him.
“And you say I flirt?” she said.
“That wasn’t flirting, blimey, if you want flirting, have Captain Jack on your speed dial!” he replied.
“Here we are,” the woman said to the Doctor, “Just through this door.”“Thank you,” the Doctor smiled and the woman turned away, grimacing at Beth.
The Doctor walked through and met a man who was staring frantically at a screen.
“Hello,” the Doctor beamed, “I’m John Smith and I’m here as an inspector,” he flashed his psychic paper once more and the man groaned. “This isn’t a good time,” he rubbed his eyes, “I’ve got an episode to get out by tomorrow and everything’s going wrong!”
“We won’t be here for long, just need some information about a clip showed on tonight’s episode… can you help me?” the Doctor asked.
“I’m sorry sir, it’ll have to be another day,” he said.
“But please, it’s important,” Beth said, appearing from behind the Doctor.
The man smiled then said, “Well, if it’s important…”

They watched the clips through and the Doctor paused the screen.
“There,” he said, “I need the address for where this clip was sent from.”
The man eyed him carefully, “Why? You’re just an inspector.”
“We’re testing your… databanks, seeing how well you keep the information stored,” the Doctor said.
The man frowned and got up, “One moment.”
He returned with some paperwork. “Here.”He handed it to them and the Doctor smiled, “Well, that’s it from us now, thanks for your time, bye!”They began to walk off and the man protested, “Oi, we need that information back!”“I’ll return it in the post!” the Doctor called as they ran out of the doors.

“Right,” the Doctor said as they, once again, stepped out of the TARDIS, “Here’s the place.”“OK, what’s the plan though, are we just gonna go in there and tell them there’s an alien in their garden?” Beth asked as they walked through the gates.
“Well… I haven’t really thought about it yet, but I usually make up things brilliantly as I go along,” he smiled.
Beth smiled back as the Doctor rang the doorbell. After a few seconds, an old man in glasses and a jumper answered.
“What do you want? Are you selling me anything? If so, I’m not interested!” the man moaned and went to shut the door. However, the Doctor caught it with his foot.
“No, we’re here to help you,” he smiled.
The man frowned, “What do you mean?”
“I think you know,” the Doctor said, eyeing him carefully.
The man looked at the floor for a moment then said, “You’d better come in.”
“The strange thing is,” the Doctor said, pacing around the room, “In your You’ve Been Framed clip, you were a young man in his 30s, and now, no offence, you’re an old man… You said you’ve lived here all your life… what happened?”
“You’ve seen it then?” the man laughed, “Those were the good times, last year it was, my whole family laughing around in the garden,” his face turned to stone, “Until they were killed…”
Beth felt his pain, “I’m sorry to hear that.”The man looked at her and sighed, “How did you know?”
“We noticed it in the clip,” the Doctor said, “Was it the creature that killed them?”
“Yes,” the man nodded and a tear began to trail down his cheek, “And it did this to me, turned me into an old, decrepit man!” He slumped onto his chair, “It happened so quickly, one moment everything was fine, the next, my wife and children were dead and I was being changed into this useless lump!”
“You’re not useless,” Beth said, sitting by his side, “Don’t worry, we can change you back,” she looked at the Doctor, “Can’t we?”
The Doctor said nothing.
“You can’t bring back my family though, can you?” he sighed.
Beth looked at the floor then joined the Doctor.
“Shall we look outside?” the Doctor suggested.

The garden was small but consisted of a shed, a few hedges and a swing. Beth remembered it vividly from the video. The garden looked dull and dreary; dead, almost.
The Doctor immediately began scanning the area.
“Don’t worry,” Beth said to the man, “The Doctor’s an expert in all this, you can trust us.”
“I already do,” the man replied.
Beth smiled half-heartedly and watched as the Doctor frowned, “It’s definitely not out here. Perhaps it got in the house?”
The man frowned, “Do you think so?”
“Hmm,” he said, “Lets take a look.”

They walked through the doors and the man locked the door behind them. The man put out his hand.
“Look wherever you like,” the man said, gesturing for the Doctor to leave.
The Doctor did so. Once he had gone, the man closed the kitchen door to talk to Beth.
“Don’t worry about what I’m about to do,” he winked at Beth, “It’s all under his orders.”Beth’s eyes widened and she whispered, “But I thought he wasn’t ready?”
“Yes, he is,” the man smiled, “It’s happening!”
Beth’s arms shook nervously, “But he can’t be!”The man looked shocked, “Don’t say you’re backing out now? He said you may get attached to the Doctor and give up… Well you don’t want what happened to your father to happen to you, do you?”
Beth slowed her breathing then shook her head, “OK, what are you gonna do?”

The Doctor scanned the room and, to his surprise, nothing was there. He frowned and suddenly his ears were filled with the sound of Beth’s scream. He leapt out of the door at lightening speed and shot into the kitchen. He saw the man grabbing Beth by the neck.
“Beth, don’t worry, keep calm,” the Doctor said, “Now listen, you let her go or I’ll have to force you.”
The man laughed, “But can you stop me?”
He shuddered and suddenly, the creature that was on the video appeared from out of him. The man had now turned back to what he looked like on the video and had collapsed onto the floor.
The Doctor gasped, “You were inside him all along, what, feeding on him? And that made him age somehow…”
The creature seemed to snarl as, behind him, the man rose with an evil smile across his face.
“Stay back,” the Doctor said, “You’ll be safe, I promise.”“Oh I have no worries, Doctor,” the man said, stroking the small creature now, “This is my pet.”
“What?” the Doctor frowned, “Has it messed with your mind?”
“Oh no,” the man laughed, “But it will mess with yours!”
The creature was small and like a dog. It had beady yellow eyes and red teeth. The Doctor winced as it leapt up and latched onto his leg.
“Get off!” he shouted, shaking around trying to dismantle it. Its grip was like a robot.
Beth stood still, not knowing what to do.
“Now, we leave!” the man said facing Beth, he grabbed her watch and fiddled with it. He muttered, “Use the teleport.”
Beth did so and suddenly they all disappeared, heading towards their doom.


>> Friday, 2 January 2009

Beth walked in through the familiar doors of the newsagents and smiled at John.
“Hey John,” she smiled.
“Alright Beth?” he replied.
“Not too bad,” she walked behind the counter and said, “Any trouble with that gang last night?”
“No,” John called, “Shop around the corner did last night though, damage to their windows, and dented doors… it’s terrible. Might be an epidemic of louts.”
“Mmm,” Beth replied, preoccupied. She looked over at the CCTV footage and saw the man again. She shuddered as he somehow managed to open the locked doors and walk inside the shop. She looked closely as he walked around, his long coat swaying, as he searched for something. After about 5 minutes, his shoulders seemed to slump in defeat and he walked back out. Beth shivered; it was the fourth time this man had been in the shop now, she was beginning to get scared…

2 weeks ago…

“This place is weird…” Beth muttered, spinning in a circle.
“Aw, it’s not, it’s amazing!” the Doctor replied.
They were on the planet Felspoon exploring a local village. Beth was fed up with being barged and hit on the leg with old women’s handbags.
“It’s just like when my Mum drags me in Marks and Spencer’s!” Beth moaned.
“Wait until you see the main attraction!” the Doctor said excitedly.
“Woop, I can’t wait,” Beth said dully.
The Doctor grabbed Beth’s hand and pulled her through the grassy field to a forest. He stood and admired it happily.
“Er, is this it?” Beth asked.
“Wait for it!” the Doctor grinned.
Beth tapped her foot impatiently when suddenly, a chilling breeze filled the air and, one by one, the trees began swaying like they were dancing. Beth found herself enthralled watching the trees and listening to the melody the breeze seemed to cause. The Doctor looked over at Beth, who was open mouthed, and grinned.
“Told you you’d like it,” he smiled smugly.
Beth nudged him in the ribs, not looking away from the trees. While she was doing so, she noticed a brief flicker in the trees. She frowned, leaning closer.
“Did you see that?” she asked.
“See what?” the Doctor replied.
“There was something in the trees…” she said, walking forward to head in to the forest.
“Do you think heading into a dark and deserted forest is a good idea?” the Doctor asked, walking behind her.
Beth turned and raised an eyebrow and the Doctor grinned, “Ah, since when has anything I’ve done been a good idea?!”
They headed into the unknown and Beth suddenly regretted doing so.
“Perhaps we should turn back?” she said, turning around to talk the Doctor but realising he’d disappeared, “Doctor?” she asked nervously, “Doctor?”There was a strange scuttling sound and Beth’s head snapped around anxiously.
“Doctor?” she yelled, “Doctor!”
Suddenly she felt something spiky on her leg and everything around her began to fuzz as she screamed and faded away…

“Beth?” the Doctor asked, hearing a scream, “Ooh… that was weird… lots of energy,” the Doctor said as he felt a strange energy surge. He shook his head and recovered, “Blimey that was strong. Beth?”
He traipsed through the forest in search of his companion but she was no where.
“Beth?” he said in a small voice.
Once he’d realised what had probably happened, he whipped out his sonic screwdriver. After scanning the area he ran at a top speed back to the TARDIS.


Beth stacked some magazines on the shelf when suddenly a vivid image attacked her. It was that man again, in the tight suit and flowing coat. He was in some big room with some sort of console in the middle. He had a woman in there with him and Beth strangely thought she shouldn’t be there… it should be herself…
Beth snapped out of it and suddenly scattered the magazines on the floor.
“Oh!” she frowned and began to gather them up.
“What’s wrong?” John asked, appearing out of the store cupboard.
“Oh, it’s nothing, just dropped a few magazines,” Beth shrugged.
John tutted, “You’re the clumsiest person I know,” he joked.
“Shut up!” Beth replied, standing up, “Anyway,” she turned to face the window and watched as a brown blur duck behind a nearby phone box. She frowned and slowly turned back around to face John, “Sorry, what was I saying?”
“You’re getting distracted a lot recently you know,” he said, “Anyway, could you possibly go to the chippy and get us some lunch? I’m starving!”Beth sighed and said, “What d’ya want?”
“Anything, I’ll live dangerously,” he grinned.
“I suppose I’m paying then,” Beth said, walking out of the door.
“Brilliant!” he smiled and Beth stopped in the doorway. She couldn’t ignore the feeling that John reminded her of someone. She shook her head, dismissing it and walked over to the chip shop.


The Doctor raced back to the TARDIS only to find a woman waiting for him.
“You took your time,” she said, nudging him in the ribs, “C’mon it’s freezing out here!”
The Doctor frowned, “Er, do I know you?”
The woman frowned also, “Don’t be stupid. Hello,” she waved, “I’m Bethany, your companion!”
Once the Doctor opened the TARDIS doors, Bethany raced inside, and sat on a chair.
“Where are we going next then?” she smiled expectantly.
The Doctor took off his coat and chucked it onto the nearby railing.
“I’m sorry, I really don’t know who you are,” he frowned and leaned in to look closely at Bethany, “You should be Beth, not Bethany, and you shouldn’t have blonde hair and blue eyes… Something’s happened.”
He clicked a few buttons on the console and the TARDIS jerked into life.
“I think you’ve been on the beer,” Bethany laughed, “Where are we heading?”
The Doctor eyed her carefully, “I’m following a signal that appeared when Beth disappeared.”
“Who is this Beth? Don’t you mean Beth-an-y?” she said in a slow voice, “It’s me, Bethany!”
“Just be quiet a minute, you’re getting on my nerves,” the Doctor snapped as he put on his glasses.
“Fine,” Bethany replied, slumping on the chair.
The TARDIS hurtled to Liverpool and landed outside a row of shops.
“Here we are then,” the Doctor said, stepping outside, “Beth’s in Liverpool. Hmm, that’s odd. From Felspoon, 20,800, to Liverpool…” he grabbed a newspaper on a bench, “2009, present day, that’s one heck of a transportation…”
Bethany hit him on the shoulder, “Oi, I am here…”
She trailed off gazing at a local newsagents. The Doctor followed her stare.
“What is it?” the Doctor asked.
“That shop…” she walked slowly over to it, “It seems familiar…”
The Doctor ran over to the shop and gasped, “There’s Beth! Ooh…” he ducked before Beth could see him, “Don’t want to confuse her,” he explained to Bethany.
“What the heck are you on about?” Bethany asked, losing her patience.
The Doctor ushered her away rudely.
“I need to come back here and take some readings…” he mumbled to himself, “I’ll have to wait ‘til tonight.” He got up and sighed, “C’mon Bethany, back to the TARDIS.”


“OK, I’m officially getting scared now,” Beth said to John as they walked home.
“Huh?” he frowned, “How come?”
“I think I’m being stalked,” Beth said, looking around and checking her surroundings. It was worse in the dark. As a vworping sound suddenly filled the air she gasped.
“It’s that sound again! I’ve been dreaming about it!”
She began shaking and John wrapped his arms around her in a hug. Beth jumped back.
“And you!” she pointed, “You’re reminding me of someone!”
John frowned, “And that’s my fault…?”
“Yes, just stop it!” Beth snapped and held her head in her hands.
John stood there for a minute and began to walk away, “See you tomorrow morning then...”

The next day Beth staggered into work, constantly looking around her. She was on edge constantly.
“It’s really weird,” she kept saying, “Like… like… I should be somewhere else.”
“No, I’m telling you you’re right where you’re supposed to be, working for me.” John answered.Beth frowned. She gazed at the clock and hoped she wouldn’t encounter him today.

“Right, Bethany, we’re going in,” the Doctor declared, heading towards the shop once more.
“Where? The shop?” she winced, “Do we have to? It doesn’t seem right… it reminds me of something.”
“Exactly,” the Doctor answered and strode through the doors.

“Oh my God, it’s him!” Beth yelped as she watched the man walking towards her. She cowered behind John, “That’s the stalker.”
The Doctor walked forward and frowned, “Stalker? Nah, it’s me Beth… remember me?”
Beth frowned, “Shut up. You’ve been following me for ages now, if you don’t leave I’ll ring the police!”“Beth,” he said, moving forward.
“How do you know my name?” Beth asked, stepping back.
“You used to travel with me? Remember? In the TARDIS?” he prompted.
When Beth gave no reply the Doctor moved forward.
“Remember I met you at your laboratory, then took you back in time to World War One, then to Barcelona, then Glastonbury, surely you remember that!” he smiled.
Beth felt the memories jabbing back at her and she smiled briefly.
“Yes? You remember, don’t you!” the Doctor grinned.
“I don’t know what on Earth you’re on about mate,” John suddenly interrupted, “But if you don’t get out of my shop within the next minute I’ll kick you out.”
“And you, surely you remember Bethany here?” he gestured towards here, “She used to work here, not Beth!” He turned to face Bethany, “And you know deep down don’t you? You’ve realised.”
Bethany gave the tiniest of nods and the Doctor said, “They’ve…” he paused, “switched places…”He hung onto those words for a minute then jumped up, “Oh! How have I been so thick! It all makes sense now!”Beth frowned once more.
“We were in the forest and I felt an energy surge, it was you being pulled back to this time and switching places with Bethany, and you know what aliens inhabit that forest? The Felspooni! Creatures, distantly related to the Trickster, that live off the energy caused by switching people’s lives. That’s what’s been done! Now if I can…” he grabbed his sonic screwdriver and flicked a switch. Suddenly, a spiky small creature appeared in the middle of the shop.
“Ugh!” Beth squealed.
“That’s a Felspooni,” he said.
The creature was brown and covered in spikes. It didn’t appear to have any facial features apart from a mouth, used to consume the energy.
“And now, if I get rid of it, hopefully you two will switch back places again and everything will be normal…” he clicked another switch and suddenly the Felspooni disappeared.
“There,” he looked at Beth who frowned.
“What am I doing behind here?” she asked, and ran over to the Doctor, hugging him tightly. Bethany did the same to John.
“You haven’t sacked me and replaced me with another model have you?” she asked John as she glared at Beth. Beth frowned back.
“Let’s get out of here before anything strange happens,” Beth said.
They scattered out of the newsagents and headed towards the TARDIS.

The Doctor finished explaining what had happened to Beth.
“Blimey, that must have been weird,” she frowned, “Did you miss me?”
The Doctor smiled, “I’m just glad you’re back, that Bethany… well, she was a bit ditzy, can I just ask, what was your bosses’ name?”
“John, John Smith,” Beth replied, “Why?”
“Don’t worry,” the Doctor said, opening the doors. When they stepped inside Beth smiled.
“What is it?” the Doctor asked.
“Well you know I asked before… can we go home? I need to see my Mum,” she said, looking at the floor guiltily.
The Doctor looked around for a while considering the possibilities. He then sighed.
“Oh… alright, if you must,” he said and prepared to face Beth’s mother once more.