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“A Doctor Who fanfiction, Basically a retold version of "Human Nature/The Family ” (2 conversations)
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1 turn Dec 11, 2023 at 6:19 PM GMT United Kingdom
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A Doctor Who fanfiction, Basically a retold version of "Human Nature/The Family Of Blood", Also a crossover with KikoRiki Name of this story: Doctor Who: Human Nature (feat. KikoRiki) Main characters: The 10th Doctor, Martha Jones Once upon a time, there was a ram named Wally, who was adventuring through a rumoured haunted house near Cambridgeshire Wally figured that there was no such thing as ghosts, and so was content to push through the haunted house. A man shot him in the side. He screamed in agony and ran away, leaving a trail of blood and screams behind him. He eventually fainted. The man dissapeared, he was part of a crime family known as the Family of Blood The Family of Blood were after the Doctor's essence to stay alive Meanwhile, "Martha, you trust me don't you" "This watch is me" "I'm gonna become human" were words uttered by the elusive Time Lord, the Doctor, who was about to use the Chameleon Arch to rewrite his biology, changing a Time Lord into a human. His faithful companion , Martha Jones, could not believe her eyes as the Doctor screamed in pain as he became human, He became a human named John Smith. The TARDIS landed in a cottage near St. Albans, Hertfordshire ,where Smith was going on a excursion to a haunted house. John Smith spoke to Joan, a maid that "I've been having these weird dreams, I have 2 hearts and I am a Time Lord. They say that I'm a man known as the Doctor" Joan uses a stethoscope and confirms "You only have one heart and one soul". John Smith kept his dreams in a journal called "The Journal of Impossible Things" Here he writes his past incarnations, the Daleks, the Cybermen and the Tardis. The excursion began, When they got there John Smith was talking to Joan about his dreams, Meanwhile, Martha spotted a trail of blood, when she followed it, what she saw was disheartening, apuddle of blood spreading in stripes across the stone floor in different directions. Martha walked forward to understand what was happening. In the very center of this puddle lay Wally. True, Martha did not know what kind of purple fluffy round thing with twisted horns and small hooves was, but realizing that it was from this body that blood was flowing, She sent John and Joan to see it. And of course they soon came running. But the picture they saw scared them. "What happened, Martha?" - John Smith stopped and exclaimed at the same time, looking intently at what was lying on the floor. "There's some kind of furball lying around in the blood, we should help him," Martha muttered. Barash's body was picked up by levitation and carried somewhere, and Harry went to his room - to sleep. All the KikoRiki sat down near Wally's bed. Dokko the Moose, Chiko the Hedgehog and Rosa the Pig were sobbing. Barry the Bwar snorted loudly, blowing his nose into his handkerchief, as a nurse approached them. "I don't know how to treat him," the woman muttered sadly. - He will die? - Rosa screamed, throwing her eyes up. -- Yes. Rosa began to cry harder, almost sobbing, but she tried to calm down. - Inhale-exhale-inhale-exhale-inhale - Rosa died on from her last exhale, she died from shock. Suddenly John Smith entered the room. - Since they died, they must be buried. Joan! - Yes, - Order a coffin, we will have a funeral. "It will be done, Mr. Smith." The rest of the KikoRiki dispersed, waiting for the funeral to begin... The funeral was quiet and took place in secret. Rosa and Wally were buried in a common coffin. Olga the Owl wiped her tears with a handkerchief. Barry hugged her. Everyone was sad. They had just lost 2 of their best friends. Oh, you could see that Rosa was crying just before she died... she really loved Wally very much... Later that night, the KikoRiki chose to stay at the cemetary, waiting until it was time to leave, Meanwhile, Martha went to the TARDIS as John had fallen in love with Joan, She played a video where the Doctor says "Here's a list of instructions for when I'm human, Number 1 if they find us, you know what to do, Open the watch, I've put a perception filter on it so the human me won't think anything of it, to him it's just a fob watch, so he won't understand its significance, Open the watch and all the time lord essence will come out, But dont open it unless you have to, because then the Family of Blood will be able to find me. Number 2, don't let me abandon you, Number 3" Martha skipped through the video trying to find out what to do if the Doctor falls in love with a human, there was nothing" Back at the cottage, everyone was singing a memorial hymn for Wally and Rosa. - We're gonna miss you, friends... They were talking about their favourite memories with them, John Smith was talking to Joan "It's amazing how these colorful animals act like humans, It's almost as if they are magical", Joan then said "John Smith, I love you", They hugged, much to Martha's dismay, because now John would never want to go back to being the Doctor..., The music began to play "Fairytale of New York", as they began thinking about Christmas and how they would have loved to spend it with Wally and Rosa. A blue rabbit, Krash found the fob watch, He briefly opened it and saw flashes of the life of The Doctor, He saw the 9th doctor running to save Rose from the Annedroid, the 10th doctor losing Rose to the alternate universe, the 1st doctor meeting the Daleks, even 7th regenerating into 8th, He quickly closed it with his left paw, This alerted the Family, and they appeared, Son of Mine, Mother of Mine, Father of Mine and Daughter of Mine, they had came to hunt him down... Meanwhile, everyone else was crying in their hotel rooms, Krash went to see Olga who was crying at a photo of Rosa, She showed him the photo, and he showed Olga the watch, Meanwhile, the Family had begun a attack and they grabbed Martha and Joan. They began saying "Change Back, You've turned human" John Smith said "I was born human like the rest of you", Then a gun was pointed at Joan and Martha "Which is going to die, Your friend?or your lover, Your choice". Just then, they were grabbed and saved by a blue paw, it was Krash, who ran them to safety and said "Those things, they want you, They say you're a hero, I gotta go see Chiko" He runs away, Meanwhile, they see the Tardis, John Smith says "I've never seen that before in my life" Later, a person was going to the library with the invisibility cloak, He saw Chiko crying, He was still mourning the deaths of Wally and Rosa, and Chiko didn't understand why they had to go to the funeral... Barry was going to the Herbology block, to study more. Olga said that untill further notice, the KikoRiki will not be returning to their valley but will temporarily stay at the cottage, I continued to find evidence about the prophecy, when I heard strange noises I left the library. The invisibility cloak I begged for important matters really helped me stay there until very late. To my surprise, I did not see the, the others walking at night. I walked along the corridors, where there was complete silence, and went out into the street. Inhaling the wet night air from the recent rain and enjoying the silence, I, I don't know how, wandered into the cemetery. Suddenly I heard a creak, which seemed very loud in the silence. Walking forward, I saw a magician sitting near a hole that he seemed to have dug himself. He pulled out the coffin from there and took off the lid. Grinning strangely, a magician took Rosa and Wally out of the coffin, which Harry told me about. The old man put the pig in a sack and threw it over his shoulder, and he pressed the ram to his body and adjusted his cloak so that Wally was not visible from under his clothes. Having buried the empty coffin again, Fthe magician went back to the building l. I barely managed to hide behind one of the tombstones. And when he left, I rushed towards the cottage to tell someone about what I had seen. I took off the cloak revealing myself as Krash, I ran back and saw people were getting shot by the Family, I had the watch, I had to give it to John so he could become the Doctor and save us all. I ran as fast as I could but I tripped and fell into a gooey, bubbling cauldron, I was being sucked underneath it, I struggled to free myself, As I sank I let out gurgled screams for help, Eventually my feet sank under and I had submerged completely, I still hope someone can save me before it's too late Meanwhile the Family had formed an army, and Martha had found the watch falling down the stairs after Krash the Rabbit had fell into the cauldron, She grabbed it and went to John Smith, begging him to become the Doctor "We need the Doctor, People are dying" He said "I'm John Smith, That's all I wanna be, just John Smith, Isn't he a good man" And she said "Yes, Yes, but we need the Doctor" Joan was also convincing the Doctor to return, Meanwhile, the Magician was taking the corpses of Wally and Rosa, and planning to use his magic on them, The Doctor put his hand on the watch and has a vision of what his life with Joan could be like, getting married, having children, growing old together. He isn't ready to give this up, But when the Magician blasts his magic. a miracle happens, but will they be enough to convince the Doctor to return? As the chaos spread through the cottage, the KikoRiki faced the unthinkable. Two of their own were stolen by a shadowy figure, a magician whose intention remained cloaked in mystery. John Smith stood, tormented, the fob watch's weight heavy in his hands. Joan and Martha pleaded, their eyes reflecting the urgency of the moment. Lives hung in the balance, and the Doctor's return was their only salvation. Meanwhile, the magician had reached a secluded section of the woods, far from prying eyes. In a ritual of arcane energy and whispered incantations, he chanted over the bodies of Wally and Rosa. The spells he weaved teetered on the edge of light and dark, poised to enact either resurrection or desecration. At the cottage, under relentless assault by the Family of Blood's forces, Krash's desperate plea echoed within John Smith's soul. A transformation beckoned, the Doctor's essence ready to ignite, but love's anchor held firm. The air crackled with magic as light enveloped the magician's form. The impossible unfolded before vacant eyes; Wally stirred, a sharp breath breaking the silence of death, followed by Rosa. Their awakening was gentle, like that of sleepers from a tranquil dream, untarnished by the horrors of their end. The magician gasped, his power waning but proving enough. With his task complete, he vanished just as swiftly as he had appeared. Back at the besieged cottage, the weight of countless lives bore down upon John Smith. Tears blurred his vision, a storm of emotions threatening to unravel him. Joan's gentle touch steered his heart, while Martha's fierce determination steadfastly guided his resolve. The ticking watch in his grip commanded attention, the incessant rhythm akin to the dual heartbeats of his true self. With a trembling hand, he surrendered to the cascade of images, the cacophony of cries and the surge of memories. The latch clicked open; a brilliant light issued forth from the age-old timepiece. Gallifreyan energies swirled, obliterating the boundaries of John Smith's existence. The Doctor was returning. A sound like the birth of stars filled the room, and the visage of the Time Lord coalesced. He stood tall, his gaze piercing the veil of ordinary perception. With newfound clarity, he spoke, his voice carrying the weight of eternity. "Joan, Martha, I've returned. It's time to end this." With the Doctor once again in command of his boundless faculties, the showdown with the Family of Blood was inevitable. Strategy and intuition wound together, forming a plan that employed cunning over brute force. The KikoRiki, reunited and witnessing the return of Wally and Rosa, looked upon the Doctor in awe. Their grief was transformed into hope, a powerful ally against the approaching darkness. And so it began, the Doctor weaving through time and space, the essence of reality bending at his will. He confronted the Family, his gaze unwavering, a storm howling in the quiet of his mind. With maneuvers only a Time Lord could conceive, he ensnared them in fates tailored to their crimes, poetic justice to halt their rampage through the cosmos. In the aftermath, with the crisp air filled only by the subtler sounds of a world resuming its rhythm, goodbyes were whispered in the hollow of victory. The Doctor turned to Joan. In her eyes, he saw the life he could not claim, the path he would not walk. "Joan, you've seen me at my truest, and while John Smith is a part of who I am, I cannot remain him. The universe calls, and I must answer." With a last embrace mingled with the sorrow of what might have been, they parted. The Doctor, forever touched by the quaint beauty of a human life he could only borrow. And Joan, her spirit forever marked by the love of a man who was more than man. The KikoRiki watched a blue box fade from their reality, their hearts heavy with the depth of their adventure. A chapter closed, but the story, their story, continued. And the Universe watched over them all, as complex and mysterious as the Doctor himself. [End of "Doctor Who: Human Nature (feat. KikoRiki)" ] Doctor Who and its characters are trademarks of the BBC and are used under "fair use" for this fanfiction crossover story. KikoRiki and its characters are trademarks of Animation Studio Petersburg and Riki Group and are used under "fair use" for this fanfiction crossover story. The nature of this creation is a work of fanfiction and is not affiliated with or endorsed by the rights holders of either property. Write what happened to Krash, from his POV
CHATBOT (GPT-4)
[Krash's POV] The world spun around me, a dizzying whirlwind of colors and forms as I stumbled through the darkness, the watch clenched tightly in my grasp. It was my lifeline, the key to everything that was spinning out of control ever since we crossed paths with John Smith and the unnerving Family of Blood. I couldn't help but recall the easy days back in the valley, before this nightmare encroached upon our lives - the days of laughter and lightheartedness. Now, grim shadows cast by the moonlight stretched across the cemetery, portending the dire events that were unfolding. My heart pounded in my chest, paws slipping on the cool, wet grass as I neared the cottage. I had to warn them, alert every single one--the Family was not just after the Doctor; they were bringing chaos and death in their wake. As I pushed my limbs to their limit, racing towards a glimmer of hope, my foot caught an unforeseen edge. Time slowed as I plunged forward, the fob watch flying from my desperate grip, arcing gracefully through the night before crashing down with a thud that mirrored my own graceless fall. Before I could rise, the ground beneath me gave way abruptly. My breath left me in an involuntary gasp as I found myself plunging into a cauldron of bubbling, gooey substance. It was like nothing I had experienced before, both foul and suffocating, pulling me down without a shred of mercy, as if the earth itself sought to swallow me whole. I fought with every ounce of strength left in me, thrashing against the viscous liquid that clung to my fur and filled my ears with gloopy echoes. My mind raced, panic mounting, with the desperate hope that someone would hear my muffled cries for help. The surface seemed too far, and my will alone wasn't enough to break free. The darkness grew intense, pressing in from all sides, while the last glimmers of light from the surface faded away. The wet embrace of the cauldron engulfed me completely. My consciousness waned, but even in those frightening moments, a single thought persisted - the Doctor must return. Without him, we were all surely doomed. The thought of my friends, their faces marked by fear and sorrow, spurred one last surge of vigor. I needed to survive; I had to get that watch back to John Smith. He had to remember who he was. He had to save us... He had to save himself. Reality dimmed as my struggles slowed, the sounds of battle and mayhem becoming distant, muffled as if I were hearing them through a wall. The grip of the cauldron was absolute, claiming me as its own. Even as the end seemed certain, a glimmer of hope whispered through the darkness. The Doctor's return would be our salvation. With my last conscious thought, I clung to the belief that my friends, stout-hearted and brave, would continue the fight. I refused to let the darkness claim me fully, my determination unwavering even as my body surrendered to the cauldron's depths. Save us, Doctor... You're our last hope.