Doctor Who: Mirror Mirror

It was a warm afternoon, sunny compared to the usual. A weekend in Dublin and everyone was out and about. Everything was perfectly ordinary until the usual hum of the city was broken by the annoyed yelling of several pedestrians. A tall lanky man was running through the crowd, pushing and shoving his way toward the bus that had just arrived. "Sorry, sorry!" He crashed right into a girl who had stepped off, knocking her bag straight out of her hand. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." he quickly bent and picked it up, shoving the items that had fallen out back in and handing it to her, but by the time he turned again the bus was leaving. "No, no no no no!!! Stop!" He hollered in frustration. "Fine! It's just the fate of the entire PLANET." He turned to the girl suddenly. "You don't happen to know when the next bus comes along do you? Or better yet know someone who could drive… or uh or uh where I could catch a taxi?" Just then someone yelled out across the noise of the city. "Look at the Spire!" The man glanced over. "See, this is what I'm talking about! Nobody ever listens!" Clouds began to gather, spinning around the top of the Spire. Lightening coiled in them just as quickly as they appeared, spitting jets of light at the tip of the monument.

In Ireland, you never knew what happened to the weather. It could be all sunshiny and start to rain like it never had rained before just half an hour later. That was Ireland to you, and to her as well. It was warm today so the young woman went out in a sundress, ready to meet up with the other people she had come to love. Ireland would not be her home for much longer since she was about to fly home very soon. Walking straight towards the Spire, she suddenly felt a hard thump against her side and the bag with her precious camera inside dropped down. Hard. "Oh you have got to be kidding me!!" The man that literally ran her over apologized, a lot. Yet, she was so pissed. "That in there is my camera, and if it's broken now you pay for it!" And with that, and completely ignoring his questions, she turned around to make her way to the spire. Which lit up weirdly now. "Oh for gods sake."

"Pay? With what…where are you going, you can't just run up to that it's dangerous! Wait…" He looked the woman up and down quickly. "Dressed up, not enough for a date, but more than the usual for going to the market SO meeting friends, camera, tourist, accent, not Irish, so, meeting friends. Wait, miss, do any of your friends have a car!?"

"Dude.." The woman, more looking like a girl, scowled at him. He looked so weird, with his bow tie and his tweed jacket. Wasn't he dying in it? She was a bit scared that he might be a bit too confused, yet he looked not like he meant any harm. "No, they all come by bus. But Taxis are right there." And then, she pointed right behind him. Wherever this weird man wanted to go, he was in a hurry and he talked too fast.

"A taxi! Good! But er...I know from...certain past experiences that for a taxi, one needs money and well...If I could just borrow enough to get to the other side of town, I'll er, make sure you win the lottery or something."

"Oh no. No, no and no." Scowling again, she turned around and made her way far, far away from him. How bold was that guy actually? Nearly destroying her camera, THEN asking her for money. People in Dublin were so weird sometimes and he was not the first one who begged her for money.

The Doctor started running after a bus again, but drivers staring at the spire ran into one another and very shortly the buses were caught behind an accident. "No no no no no!" He ran after her again, since she was the only person he'd spoken to. "I seriously need some help here, the entire planet is about to be destroyed if you don't listen to me!" He pointed at the spire, the sky was completely dark now and the swirling center of the storm was fixed on it. "Don't you think that's a little bit suspicious? I can show you, come with me! Yea I know right, weird stranger asking a girl to come in a car with him, oooh serial cereal killer on the loose, but let me tell you something, how many serial killers do you know that wear a bow-tie aye?"

"Okay, what are you, mental?" Her mood darkened as the sky did around the spire, never before had she been stalked by a stranger like that, who was so bold and so... weird. Talking about destroyed planets? Sounded like in a fanfiction. She loved to read fanfictions, but this.. this was weird. "That is a thunderstorm, you know. Yeah, happens in Ireland too every now and then." He wanted her to come with her? Okay, he truly did not look like he was in ANY form harming. Maybe, he truly needed help. In a different way. Probably he was mentally.. okay, she left it be. Maybe, yet, there was a person who took care of him. She could help him find that person, and then, bite her ass because she got murdered or something.

The Doctor took a deep breath. "Fine. Alright then, best of luck to you. I'll be around if you change your mind, say, screaming for your life. I'm the Doctor by the way. At least that's what they call me, not sure why, I call me the Doctor too. Anyway, ta." He ran off through the crowds again. No bus, no car, and he'd already wasted more time than he had. He'd have to run, not the first time.

"What a weirdo.." But concern rose up in Mary and she frowned. Not about the end of the world, more like.. well, that guy obviously HAD problems, maybe he was very confused. She had to bring him back, to... she had no idea. So, she turned around and stormed after him. If he got hurt or something, she would not forgive herself. Her urge to help people was way too high. "I'm coming with you." She gasped as she gripped the fabric of his jacket. Actually, she was only trying to help him find his (insert owner here) person that took care of him

He spun to face her. "Oh, fantastic. It's the bow-tie isn't it? Anyway, bit later than I would have hoped. You're going to have to run, unless of course you've changed your mind about paying for a cab...taxi...thing."

Mary just kept nodding. She worked with men like him before, she knew how to handle them. Mostly, you just had to agree until you found someone responsible. Anyways, she weirdly noticed that he wore a bow tie in fact. It made her frown. "So what, it's the end of the world as I have understood."

"Excellent!" He let out an incredibly loud whistle and a taxi pulled to let them in. "Haha, here we go." He climbed in, hitting his head. "Er different heights, can get confusing. Ow.."

"More confusing than already...?" She muttered quietly and he could not hear her, but she climbed in afterwards. God, that was.. so weird. Too weird, but the sky only grew darker. The.. what was he called? Doctor? The poor man had right with one thing: It WAS suspicious.

The Doctor directed the taxi to the other side of town, just a bit far to run in a short time, but close enough to make it a short ride. "Here here here, stop here at the blue box." "The police box?" "Yes stop there, now!" The taxi driver shrugged and pulled up beside it. "Pay him, quick." He rushed out of the door before Mary could even get to her money and hurried to the police box.

Her face was so.. what the f***. But she paid the Taxi driver. Oh god, if she did not get that money back, she would kill someone. It was the money she needed to get back home. But she followed the guy, in his weird tweed jacket, with his bow tie. "I don't think this is where you live." She said, as he tried to open the Police box. Wait, since when did Police Boxes exist in Ireland?

"Of course this is where I live don't be silly. Er TARDIS key TARDIS key." His nervous hands fumbled in his pockets. "Ah here it is." He unlocked the door and hurried inside, rushing straight to the console and cranking a dial.

The girl remained outside. It was so strange, that this guy had the key to this police box. Was this a part of a game? She thought of the movie "Shutter Island" and maybe, something like that was happening to her right now. It was.. weird. She was right in the middle of it, and it got her a weird mix of excitement and fear.

"So are you coming or going, because either way you have to shut that door before some weirdo gets in. Ah, perfect!" He had shoved an extra controller onto the console and now he hammered it in place.

"What the..." Mary peeked around the door. And that... that was just so.. WEIRD. There was a ROOM inside the box. A f***ing freaking room. A Control room. "This must be some lucid dream." she mumbled but stepped in, alone because her curiosity took over. "That is a freaking space ship. In a box that is like.. like this." She made the gesture with her hands. A big room, she widened her arms, and at the box, she put them together again.

"Like what?" He asked, hoping to make her say it as he strung a line of string from one control to another.

"Like...... weird." She replied, quiet now. This sight was almost a little bit too much for her. "This is.. just... I mean, I thought you are a guy that busted out of a mental hospital, and now I think I should be the one delivered in."

"Haha, you can do better than that, I've heard that one before, well, I guess I've heard them all before." He stopped a minute and looked at her. "Aren't you going to tell me it's bigger on the inside? I like that bit."

"That sounds sorta wrong to me." Mary replied with a headshake and slowly, but only slowly, stepped further inside. "I feel like I'm in my own personal roleplay.. or fanfiction. Either way. Holy crap, I really don't know what to say."

"Well then, don't say anything, sometimes that's the best of all. Or you could say it's magnificent, or amazing. Or that I'm a little bit magnificent, or, you know what, I know what I should say, I should say, don't forget to shut the door will you?" He kicked the side of the console. "Aha, here we go!" The TARDIS let out its usual haunting whine as the engines fired up and they shifted a bit. "I've only tried this once before so it might be a little...rough. Just hold on to the railing if-" The TARDIS lurched suddenly, throwing them both over. "if anything like that happens, don't do what I just did." he stood up from the ground, rubbing his backside.

Closing the door? Mary could do that, and a serious expression crossed her face now. This was, an important mission. And the mission was always important. So, she closed the door and then, the TARDIS or whatever he called it made a very heavy rumble, and she nearly stumbled over her own feet. "WOAH!" Are we flying now? She thought to herself.

The Doctor had threaded a maze of string about the control room now and was making his way toward the door. "Alright now Amy, this could be dangerous I want you to stay as far back from the door as possible when I approach the…" He paused a moment, covered in string. "You're not Amy are you. What's your name?"

"I'm not Amy." She replied back as dry as the desert. Clearing her throat the tiny girl stepped closer, examining all the weird machinery. "I can help anyways. And my name is Mary." Obviously, that dude brought many girls up here, she thought.

"Alright Miss Mary. I am going to try and get the TARDIS into a tight orbit around the Spire. Once I get close enough I'm going to reach out the door and grab the Dalekanium from the point, not one of my brightest plans but it should do the trick. You my Miss Mary, would be very helpful to make sure this little bit of string doesn't break, it's better not to think about what would happen if it does. Here." he handed her the roll of extra string. "Now grab onto something, and hold on tight."

Dalekanium. TARDIS. Orbit. She hated Science-Fiction but felt as if she jumped right into Star Trek. Maybe she WAS dreaming after all, and she could not help but try to blow through her nose while she held it. It did not work, so... She was awake, right? And she held the string. "Where can I hold myself at?"

It was too late for the Doctor to hear her now, he had already started TARDIS' orbit and was pulling the door open. Wind poured inside, whipping his clothes as he leaned precariously over the edge, pulling the strings of the controls with him. He twisted his foot around the edge of the door as best he could to hold himself in place as he delicately pulled one of the strings. "A little closer...I can see it now..." Dublin span below them, and lightening cracked right outside the door in deafening booms. Everything was revolving around a small metal ball fastened to the end of the spire.

"What exactly is a Derekanium?!" Mary shouted from the other side of the TARDIS, holding onto the railing of the stairs tightly while with the other hand she kept the string. It was hard and she nearly fell off once because she was so tiny, as the Doctor opened the door. Widening her green eyes, Mary thought she was going crazy as she caught glimpses of Dublin from above, and they were circling the spire now.

"Almost got it..." The Doctor leaned out of the door as far as possible, his fingertips centimeters away from the sphere. Suddenly the TARDIS shivered, vibrating and making the strangest sound almost like interference. "Mary have you touched anything?" The Doctor precariously turned around.

"I..... Didn't." With wide eyes she stared at the Doctor, her hands around the wire and the railing. Unless the railing was untouchable, of course. Or the wire, but then he would not have shoved it right in her arms.

"This is more than slightly not good." He tried nudging the string to move the TARDIS closer to the Spire, but just as he reached to grab it, another hand was closing around it. "Whot?!" He yelled. "Whot?!" Came a reply. He looked up and was face to face with himself.