I know, seriously, another new one? But the plot bunnies told me to scrap a perfectly good story I had and said to start one sort of like Blue, but just Doctor Who.

Summary: Lane 'Lethe' Valentine had a good life. An amazing life, with a loving, albeit a little crazy, mother, a brother, a small group of friends, Synesthesia, and her favorite show, Doctor Who. When she gets sucked into the show, a whole different universe, she finds out some truths about her life, like her actual species. MasterxOCxDoctor.

This chapter may not have actual characters of Doctor Who, but it will reference the show.

Doctor: She doesn't own us at all.

Master: Thank god, I would be afraid for our lives if she did.

Me: *Sticks tongue out* F you! Lane played by Georgie Hanley. Well, this version, at least. And she has Synesthesia! This is the prologue, so it's shorter than the other chapters will be.

Lane kicked the rock in front of her hard and hummed Doomsday from Doctor who softly. The song was a silvery gold color that shone like metal, and had the texture of the bumpy walls in her house. She rather liked the show, and sometimes when she was alone she would hum songs from them. She would also daydream about what it would be like to travel on the Tardis.

"Lane!" She snapped to look behind her to see her best friend, Mia, the color of mossy green, and looked back forward.

"Yeah, hey Mia." She said softly, and resumed walking, but she stopped humming.

"I saw it." Mia said happily. Lane looked at her sharply. "Saw what?"

"The magic shop! It wasn't there 2 days ago, and suddenly there's a massive building!" Lane turned back to the street in front of her.

"Mia, I'm gonna go see it." Lane said, and before Mia could ask if she could come with, Lane told her goodbye, and ran straight to where it was supposed to be.

She wasn't sure why she had wanted to see it.

When she got to the shop, named Missouri's Shop of Magic, she noticed the sign in front of the building, the very long sign.

'Shop for the Black Arts, White Magic, Charming, Conjuring, Demonology, Divination, Enchanting, Hexing, Hocus-Pocus, Necromancy, Occultism, Omens, Predictions, Rune, Sorcery, Voodoo, Witchcraft, and Wizardry.

*Also includes canned ghosts, boxed monsters, and hunting weapons.'

She stepped inside, and looked around at the relics. She stuffed her hand into her pocket and felt something weird, but when she pulled her hand out empty, she forgot all about it.

She stopped in front of the cash register warily, and nearly fell over when a really light pink haired woman with bright blue eyes jumped up from behind the counter, and said in a sweet, almost breathy voice, "Oh, customer! Hello, I'm Missouri! Ooh, you are amazing! Sweet! I have something for you, something for you to eat!

She was gone behind the counter again, and brought out a blue apple.

"Just for you, Lethe." She inhaled sharply and watched her with wide eyes.

"Go on. For free." Lane took the apple with shaky hands, nervousness curdling through her chest.

Missouri was fire red. The texture of wet grass.

She looked trustworthy.

So Lane took the apple at bit in.

"Good night, Snow White!" She called, as Lane fell to the floor, black engulfing her.

Her mother would miss her. Her mother had found her, a naked child wrapped in a blanket.

The forgotten one. With a fob watch tucked in the basket with her. And she would be known once again. Soon.