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*Request by 3a08161* 11th Doctor ft. Queen

However as we were traveling through time and space, there was a sudden jolt. The lights flickered and I was knocked over towards the railing.

"What the hell was that?"

"I don't know. We shouldn't have hit something." He activated a few buttons and turned on the monitors. The look on his face turned pale with horror.

"What is it Doctor?"

"We picked up a straggler." The TARDIS jolted again.

"Is there any way to shake it off? I mean what exactly has us?"

"I'm still trying to read into it's vital signs but it's cloaked itself good, even from this old girl." Suddenly the doors opened and soon coming in was this figure.

It sorta looked human as it did have a human form but it's skin was like a dolphin or a sharks, it had long claw-like nails with webbing between each finger. It hissed at us and the Doctor quickly improvised and directed the TARDIS in a sudden right jolt.

The creature went towards the wall but it kept its eyes locked right on us.

"Doctor the doors!" I cried out. He looked towards the doors to still see them open.

"Hang on and don't let go whatever you do! Just hang on tight to the railing!" I nodded and he tried as best as he could through the wind of the time vortex we were still spinning through. I kept my eyes on the Doctor unaware that the creature was slowly crawling up towards me.

Suddenly I felt this painful grip on my forearm and slowly claw down it. I let out a cry and I turned to see the creature standing right before me. It hissed at me revealing razor sharp teeth, it's black soulless eyes staring deeply into mine.

"Doctor!" I cried out. Then without warning, the creature dug its claws into the back of my hands and pushed me outward forcing me to fly out of the TARDIS, barely hearing the Doctor calling out my name. Then I guess I must've blacked out because I couldn't remember anything after that.

When I finally came back around, the first thing I felt was cold and something wet. When I slowly opened my eyes, I saw nothing but white powder in front of me, as well as flakes falling onto my face.

Slowly I got up and found myself in London, or at least I hoped it was.

"Doctor? Doctor!?" I called out. I looked down at my hands to see they had indented claw marks and were bleeding. As a wind chill blew across me, I began shivering and I walked out of the alleyway to see people walking along the streets with shopping bags.

'Okay so I know I'm on Earth, or at least I think I am. But when exactly am I?' I thought to myself. I thought if I kept walking then maybe I could find a store or something to shed some light on where and when I am.

I walked along and I could see Big Ben as well as the London eye, okay so I am in London. And based on the fashion choices that I saw people walk by in, I could be in the 70's. Finally I reached a newspaper stand and I quickly grabbed a newspaper and read the date.

December 19th, 1975. Okay so I was one day and 44 years into the past, thank god for that at least. I mean I could've landed somewhere far worse. But what happened to the Doctor? And just what was that thing that attacked us? As I went to turn around I bumped into someone.

"Sorry I—I was looking where I was....."

"No problem love, it was an accident." That voice it—it couldn't be. I looked up and the first thing I see are those entrancing blue eyes and long golden hair that shined like the sun.

"You're—you're......" I was completely starstruck because standing right before me was none other than Roger Taylor.

"Roger Taylor? Yes, I'm going to assume you're a fan of Queen?" I softly nodded. Oh my god I can't believe that I'm standing in front of the Roger Taylor.