Author Notes:

HEY GUYS! Welcome to my new Doctor Who fanfic!

I really hope you like it! I had the idea during a dream...

Don't forget to leave your reviews, so that I know what you think about the story.

See ya!

xoxo ;)

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"You must believe me" River said, close to the door. "Nothing there was real. We're just memories."

"But HOW can it be?!" The Doctor raised his voice, taking a step towards her.
"I'm sorry, love, but I had to-"
"RIVER!"
River didn't even have time to react to Clara's warning. She felt a blow to her back, that, by the sound, was lethal. Her white dress was stained with red on her hips sides as she fell, helpless, to the ground.

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Hardwood's Orphanage was close to the main avenue. It was not a big town, so the building was its only shelter for parentless children.
Those kids were treated well, but they were confused. Imagine, if you grew up without knowing the real reason why you were abandoned. Some said they weren't loved; but people would argue, saying that those parents didn't have how to take care of them. Others happened to die. Although that was true for some of them, it didn't make things better.
Once in a while, grown ups would come and take a look at the children, who were not many, by the way: 20, at most. Almost all of them left the place at the age of 10 or under; but that didn't happen with one girl in particular.
Her name was Hope. She was 13 and still lived there because, for some reason, no one wished to adopt her. What did she have that was so bad?! Curly, dark hair, brown eyes, and a skin pale as a dead body - that was the comparison she always made; and maybe, according to her, the reason was that everybody thought she was dead.
Her story was a little different, too. According to her documents, she had no parents; no one at all. Not even dead ones. Her life didn't make any sense; it was as if she was put there artificially.

Everyday, she would walk back from school and go to the Walmart that was located in the middle of the way back. She had started doing it 3 years before; because of a show that was on the on sale TVs. It was funny, touching and exciting; about a man called The Doctor, that, with his time machine, could travel around time and space. Some people would choose to run away with him; and keep running until something happened and they settled down. This show was called "Doctor Who".
But it was not just a show for her: it was a whole different universe, to where she could travel and have the greatest of adventures; she could run away from her boring life. Martin, the guy who used to supervise that area, noticed that she was going there almost everyday to watch it; so he started to put the episodes in chronological order. She began to watch the first season from the start, and then the second, until she had watched the whole 7 seasons, as the episodes were released.
One day, after she had finished the last season, she was walking into the place to thank Martin for letting her watch it; but she found another man instead: Ben, his best friend.
"Hey curly." He said with a smile. That was how they used to call her.
"Hey Ben... Have you seen Martin?"
"Nope. He's sick today so I'm in charge of this area. Can I help you?"
"No, that's fine, I just wanted to talk to him, but I can do it tomorrow. Thank you."
She started to walk away, but he interrupted her.
"Oi, wait there! Someone left a package for you."
She raised an eyebrow. How could someone have sent it to her and to the Walmart instead of the Orphanage?
"Now come here, will you? A woman came here earlier and left this. She said it was a special episode of Doctor W-"
She jumped and ran towards him.
"Really?! new?!"
"Yes..." He said, curved backwards. "New."
"Hold on... How do I know that's not a bomb? Or... A poisonous powder?"
He sighted. "Fine, I'll open it for you."
Ben took only some seconds to open the little package and took a DVD box out of it.
"See?" He said, opening the DVD box. "Nothing that could possibly kill you."
Hope stood there with her arms crossed, trying to hide her excitement. But she finally gave it up and accepted the "gift".
"Do you want me to put it on?"
"No, thanks. Gonna watch it later, on the Orphanage telly." She ran towards the door and shouted: "THANKS AGAIN!"
Ben laughed a little and got back to work.

Hope arrived at the Main Room late that night. It was the only place at Hardwood's that had a television. At night there was no one there, so she could watch whatever she wished to.
With a few silent steps, until she reached the end of the corridor, the DVD box danced between her fingers and palm, waiting to be watched. The girl turned the whole equipment on quickly and put the disk in the player.
An image appeared right away. It was the Eleventh Doctor talking to Clara, his current companion.
"But what if you want to show up somewhere by surprise?" She said.
"What about it?"
"You just can't! The Tardis is a police phone box that appears out of nowhere doing the BRRR noise, there's NO way you could come in unnoticed. Besides, the phone box thing is a disguise only in Britain. If you see one of those in the middle of the desert-"
"What point are you trying to make?!"
"You should fix that noise thing, at least. Hasn't anyone been able to do that?"
The doctor looked at her eyes, sadly.
"Yes... Well, once. A while ago."
They stopped for a moment.
"What's that smell?-"
"THE SUFLE!" She shouted, running down the stairs.
But what was funny about it, was that there was no songs, no special noises, no change in the camera angle: it was as if Hope was watching it live, with a hidden camera or something.
The Doctor was about to go after Clara, but he stopped and stared at the camera. Exactly, at the 'camera' or at Hope, who was watching the scene.
"Clara..."
"Busy!"
"Come here right now!"
"Now stop shouting, will you? I'm trying to focus-"
"Clara!"
There was a noise of metal facing the ground.
"You made me drop it!" She said as she walked back to where the Doctor was standing. "I can't-"
She stopped where she was. A few feet away from her, there was a kind of white circle, showing the image of a girl.
"There's a portal inside the Tardis."
"There's a portal inside the Tardis." He repeated right away.
"Is that even possible?"
The Doctor just gestured at the portal, making his answer obvious. He pointed his sonic screwdriver at it for some seconds; and looked at his gadget closely, analyzing whatever appeared there.
While it happened, Hope kept on watching it, thinking it was one of those scenes where the Doctor interacted with the public.
"It has massive energy." He said, quickly. "The vital waves are strong, the portal is white, there's light coming from it, which means the girl's image we're seeing is what's happening there right-"
Suddenly, the machine started to shake violently, and the atmosphere grew darker.
"What's the matter with you?!" Clara shouted at the roof. She was, indeed, taking to the Tardis.
"Paradox. She's sensing a sort of a paradox!"
"Here?!"
There were sparks coming out of everywhere, and there's no way they could close the mysterious portal.
The Doctor held Clara's hand and shouted for her to run; then, they ran towards the portal, running through it, and falling faced-down on the ground.
Clara started laughing. "We fell."
"But not on the same ground."
She raised her head and noticed her friend had already seen what she hadn't until that moment.
Right in front of them, there was a girl with pale skin and black hair. The look in her eyes was of a person that had just seen somebody come back from the dead.
And in fact, it was almost the same thing.