I held my head as I groaned and sat up in a chair.
'Wat...'
"Oooh...ow...owowowowowee ouch ouch- what the hell?" I muttered.
"Ah, good to see you're finally awake"
The voice was male, and sounded a little older than mine.
"What? Who's there?"
"Oh- just a friend, or an enemy, however you want to look at it...you're up now, I guess I'll just be on my way now; goodbye, Matthew"
"Wait, who are you? How did you know my name?!"
I was met with silence.
I groaned again as I opened my eyes, and was met with pitch-black darkness.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
I slowly stood up, and stumbled as I searched for some kind of light switch.
"Hey! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?" I shouted "IF YOU COULD TURN THE LIGHTS ON, I'D APPRECIATE IT!"
I was blinded as bright lights almost immediately flicked on, then dimmed as my eyes adjusted to the light.
"Oh my god..." I said breathlessly.
With the lights on, I could properly see where I was, and let me tell you- this was the last place I was expecting.
The room I was currently in looked almost exactly like the Tenth Doctor's TARDIS (Yes, I'm a Whovian, also a Brony as a matter of fact), save for the broken controls and loose wires lining the console- and it just...didn't feel right, y'know? Like everything was where it was supposed to be, except it wasn't; like I shouldn't have been there at all...
I ran my hands over my face and through my hair, everything was still the same, nothing had changed as far as I could tell.
"Okay...just keep calm...no reason to panic...you just have no idea just where the hell you are or how you got here, or why you're here..." I muttered.
Clothes were next, after a quick check, I discovered I had in fact changed clothes, I was wearing a dark blue jacket, a neck tie matching the jacket hung from the collar of my white dress shirt. A pair of suspenders reached from my beige pants, reached over the shoulders of
my undershirt, and held a firm grip on the waistband in the back.
"That's odd, to say the least..." I said to myself, patting my pants pockets and searching for my phone. It wasn't there.
"Are you kidding me?!" I shouted to the roof. I then searched the pockets of my jacket- I didn't find my phone, but instead found something else. I fingered the object in my grasp, still hidden from view in the pocket, but I was pretty sure of what it was already...
I took the object out of my pocket, and inspected it.
Who's idea was it to leave a toy Sonic Screwdriver in my jacket? (Eleventh Doctor's, in case you were wondering) And a defective one at that, the green bulb on the end was instead a bright blue, like the Tenth Doctor's had been.
'This doesn't make any sense...first I wake up here, find myself dressed in these clothes, and find this- what's going on?'
I toyed with the Screwdriver for a while, for kicks I pressed the button, and aimed it at the console (what can I say? I'm a kid inside)- it still made that noise as I held the button down, a few minutes later, a knob burst into pieces. As soon as it did, I dropped the Screwdriver- it clattered as it fell to the floor, undamaged.
My hearts were beating a mile a minute, my brain kicking into overdrive as I tried to go over what was happening.
H-hearts?
I put a hand to my ribcage, and my heart was in its usual spot, chugging away. I then put my other hand to the other side of my chest, and found a second heart, beating in tandem with the one on the left.
"Oh...god...no..."
My breathing became ragged as I ran to the doors of the TARDIS, I shoved open both of the doors, and stopped in terror as I almost flung myself into space. A large planet looked to be hovering just below the floor, I scrambled back inside and swung the doors closed.
'How did I get into this? I'm stuck in a broken time machine, floating who-knows-where, no way out...'
I shakily stood up and walked back to where I'd dropped the Sonic Screwdriver. I picked it up and carefully set it on the console.
"Okay...let's see"
Who was I kidding? I didn't even know where to start! What did I know about repairing a time machine?
Well, only one way to find out-
I tapped one of the few still-working dials, and put all of my weight onto a glowing lever, it flipped under my weight, and the TARDIS dropped like a rock- shooting towards the planet below.
X X X X X X X
Lyra sighed to herself as she stared out her window and up at the night sky, watching the stars and moon shimmer against the almost-black sky. She turned to go back to bed, when she saw a shooting star- this wasn't anything new to her, she'd seen them before; what had bothered her about this one was it was a dark green streak shooting across the sky and into the distance.
'This looks like a job for detective Lyra!' she thought, tip-hooving past her parent's room and grasping her father's lantern in her teeth. She wrapped herself in a scarf and galloped towards the general direction of where the star had landed. Despite the danger she thought she could've been getting into, she charged ahead- her curiosity demanding to be satiated.