Doctor's Eleven

A mysterious person has set up the first eleven Doctors to pull off an impossible heist: a Dalek fortress.


1. The Fourth Doctor

(Fourth Doctor's POV)

The Doctor slowly opened his eyes. He surrounded by the strangest people. He tripped over his scarf before studying the other sleeping people. Some, he knew. Others...

One had a dirty leather jacket. (So uncivilized.) Another had the ugliest multicolor outfit ever. Another...was he wearing a question mark pattern sweater?

He shook his head. He knew the others. He just realized what was going on. Whoever was able to put four of the Doctor's incarnation in this room had a considerable amount of power. Someone near an oak brown door, with a large chin and bow tie, was beginning to stir. He shakily stood up and blinked.

Bow Tie Man spun and looked at the Doctor. "What? What are you doing here?"

Another person woke up. He had a long tan coat and a brown suit. "I was going to ask the same thing."

Bow Tie looked at Brown Suit. "You. What the hell are you doing here too?"

Brown Suit looked offended. "Show some respect, No Eyebrows!"

Bow Tie touched his eyebrows. (or lack thereof.) "They're delicate, Sand Shoes!"

Brown Suit growled. "They're not sand shoes!"

The Doctor cleared his throat. " you two know each other?"

"No," said Brown Suit.

"Yes," said Bow Tie.

They both looked at him. "We both know you."

Before the Doctor could respond, Leather Jacket stood up. "Okay, what's going on?"

All the other people stood up in succession. There was: (based on their appearances)

1. The First Doctor

2. The Second Doctor

3. The Third Doctor

4. The Doctor

5. A cricket player

6. A colorblind sass-bot

7. A bumbling idiot

8. A curly-haired Romanticist

9. A Goth

10. I don't know what to say about this one

11. A hipster

Eventually, Bow Tie pulled out an alien-looking tube with a green light at the end. He pressed a button and the light lit up and buzzed.

"What's that?" he asked.

"My sonic screwdriver," replied Bow Tie.

The Doctor pulled out his own. "But that means--"

"Yes," answered Bow Tie. "I'm you. Everyone in this room is me. Or you. Or me? Us? I'll go with us. Everyone in this room is an incarnation of the Time Lord called the Doctor."


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