Alien Games
Summary: Cameron Mitchell didn't believen in aliens, but when he was ten years old a blue box appeared in his backyard. These are his adventures though time and space. Part of the Sentinels 'verse.
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate or Doctor Who.
Words: 1,150
Chapter One
I was ten years old when I found out aliens existed. For the longest time I thought it was just a dream I was having, never could believe that some alien would show up in a blue box in my backyard because his ship sensed I needed him. Or maybe it was that he was the one who needed me. I never did figure that out. The TARDIS sometimes had a mind of her own, took us places we never intended to go, as if she knew we were needed there when we ourselves didn't.
It was after my father had been injured. He'd crashed one of his planes and lost both of his legs. I was so scared at the time, I didn't like seeing him like that but I could never let my fear show. I was the oldest in the family, I had to be there for my brothers Connor and Raymond. I had to be the strong one while they cried. Well, Raymond didn't cry, but that was because he really didn't know what was going on. He was only five at the time.
It was midnight, I couldn't sleep and I'd snuck out of the house to sit on a bale of hay and look up at the stars. I let myself cry then, and only then. That was when the alien in the blue box appeared. It was accompanied by a strange grating sound that made me cover my ears. I was terrified, I hid behind the barrel, knees up to my chest and my eyes squeezed shut. I didn't move when the noise stopped, I only moved when I heard his voice.
He was standing on the other side of the bale of hay, leaning slightly over it to see me better and there was a big smile on his face. I didn't know how to respond at first, then something clicked in my mind.
"You sound funny."
In hindsight it wasn't the best first thing to say to an alien but what else was I suppose to say? He did in fact sound funny to me.
He looked at me perplexed, "Wot? No I don't. It's called an accent."
It was my turn to be perplexed, "What's an accent?"
I couldn't be blamed, the only people in Auburn, Kansas were pure Americans. So when he explained to me what an accent was it made sense why he sounded funny.
"Who are you?" I wondered.
My mother's warnings not to talk to strangers were playing though my head, but I didn't listen to them. This mad didn't seem dangerous to me (though I bet that's how predators always appeared to their victims) so I continued to talk to him.
"I'm the Doctor," the man answered with a big smiled. "And who are you? What are you doing out here so late? Shouldn't you be in bed sleeping?"
It was a strange thing about the Doctor. Sometimes he was able to get to the crux of a problem in ten seconds flat, other times he never saw the problem, ever. I don't know what possessed me to tell him everything that had happened, but I did. I just seemed to trust him, I felt as if I could tell him things I didn't feel I could tell my parents. He sat on the bale of hay and listened to me, actually interested in what I had to say. He asked questions here and there but he was mostly silent.
"Would you like to travel with me?"
The Doctor never told me why he asked me to travel with him. He wasn't one to take a child on his travels, since they often turned out dangerous and I definitely wasn't the kind of person he normally traveled with. I've asked him about it, but he avoids the question. The TARDIS usually tossed him around him a bit after it, so I wonder if she was part of the reason I was brought aboard.
"Travel where?"
He smiled, "Anywhere! Past, future, other planets. My ship goes everywhere."
I didn't believe him. It probably showed on my face because he explained more, "I'm a Timelord. I travel though time and space and if you want to, you can come with me."
"I can't. Mom would never let me."
The Doctor got a strange look on his face at theat. "She doesn't have to know. That's the brilliance of a time ship, we can be gone for months and I would have you back ten seconds from now."
It took me many years before I completely understood what the Timelord was talking about at that exact moment, but I believed him when he said my mom would never know. I nodded my head and he smiled brightly.
"Right then. Come with me."
I stood up and followed him to his ship, the blue box. When I saw it, I wondered what the heck, but for some reason I believed he was telling the truth so I kept my mouth shut. I was glad I did because when I entered I was pleased to see that it didn't look at all like what I thought. It truly was a spaceship, and for the first time in a long time I was excited beyond any previous experience.
The TARDIS has always felt like a home to me. From the time I first entered her door I felt safe. I felt like I belonged there, like it was my destiny. And I loved her the moment I laid eyes on her. Buttons and leavers that I didn't learn to use until the second time I traveled with the Doctor fascinated me. I wanted to know everything there was when it came to piloting her. She was the reason I became fascinated with flying, the reason I would later on become an Air Force Pilot.
Watching him start the TARDIS up for our first adventure was exciting, and terrifying. I had a vague regret that I'd be leaving home but the prospect of traveling alien planets outweighed any thoughts of my family.
"Where to, Cameron Mitchell?" The Doctor asked. He had an even bigger smile on his face than he did before and it was infectious. I couldn't help but smile back.
Childish curiosity had me asking if we could go see some dinosaurs. That gave The Doctor pause but after a minute he nodded. He should have argued with me, it would have been the good respectable adult thing to do but he was just as every bit a kid as I was, and it had been a long time since he'd seen a dinosaur. Had he known what was going to happen he never would have taken me there, he said so himself once we were safe back in the TARDIS, and I'd wished we'd never gone there.
Chapter Two
Sentinels Guide
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate or Doctor Who.
Words: 1,150
Chapter One
I was ten years old when I found out aliens existed. For the longest time I thought it was just a dream I was having, never could believe that some alien would show up in a blue box in my backyard because his ship sensed I needed him. Or maybe it was that he was the one who needed me. I never did figure that out. The TARDIS sometimes had a mind of her own, took us places we never intended to go, as if she knew we were needed there when we ourselves didn't.
It was after my father had been injured. He'd crashed one of his planes and lost both of his legs. I was so scared at the time, I didn't like seeing him like that but I could never let my fear show. I was the oldest in the family, I had to be there for my brothers Connor and Raymond. I had to be the strong one while they cried. Well, Raymond didn't cry, but that was because he really didn't know what was going on. He was only five at the time.
It was midnight, I couldn't sleep and I'd snuck out of the house to sit on a bale of hay and look up at the stars. I let myself cry then, and only then. That was when the alien in the blue box appeared. It was accompanied by a strange grating sound that made me cover my ears. I was terrified, I hid behind the barrel, knees up to my chest and my eyes squeezed shut. I didn't move when the noise stopped, I only moved when I heard his voice.
He was standing on the other side of the bale of hay, leaning slightly over it to see me better and there was a big smile on his face. I didn't know how to respond at first, then something clicked in my mind.
"You sound funny."
In hindsight it wasn't the best first thing to say to an alien but what else was I suppose to say? He did in fact sound funny to me.
He looked at me perplexed, "Wot? No I don't. It's called an accent."
It was my turn to be perplexed, "What's an accent?"
I couldn't be blamed, the only people in Auburn, Kansas were pure Americans. So when he explained to me what an accent was it made sense why he sounded funny.
"Who are you?" I wondered.
My mother's warnings not to talk to strangers were playing though my head, but I didn't listen to them. This mad didn't seem dangerous to me (though I bet that's how predators always appeared to their victims) so I continued to talk to him.
"I'm the Doctor," the man answered with a big smiled. "And who are you? What are you doing out here so late? Shouldn't you be in bed sleeping?"
It was a strange thing about the Doctor. Sometimes he was able to get to the crux of a problem in ten seconds flat, other times he never saw the problem, ever. I don't know what possessed me to tell him everything that had happened, but I did. I just seemed to trust him, I felt as if I could tell him things I didn't feel I could tell my parents. He sat on the bale of hay and listened to me, actually interested in what I had to say. He asked questions here and there but he was mostly silent.
"Would you like to travel with me?"
The Doctor never told me why he asked me to travel with him. He wasn't one to take a child on his travels, since they often turned out dangerous and I definitely wasn't the kind of person he normally traveled with. I've asked him about it, but he avoids the question. The TARDIS usually tossed him around him a bit after it, so I wonder if she was part of the reason I was brought aboard.
"Travel where?"
He smiled, "Anywhere! Past, future, other planets. My ship goes everywhere."
I didn't believe him. It probably showed on my face because he explained more, "I'm a Timelord. I travel though time and space and if you want to, you can come with me."
"I can't. Mom would never let me."
The Doctor got a strange look on his face at theat. "She doesn't have to know. That's the brilliance of a time ship, we can be gone for months and I would have you back ten seconds from now."
It took me many years before I completely understood what the Timelord was talking about at that exact moment, but I believed him when he said my mom would never know. I nodded my head and he smiled brightly.
"Right then. Come with me."
I stood up and followed him to his ship, the blue box. When I saw it, I wondered what the heck, but for some reason I believed he was telling the truth so I kept my mouth shut. I was glad I did because when I entered I was pleased to see that it didn't look at all like what I thought. It truly was a spaceship, and for the first time in a long time I was excited beyond any previous experience.
The TARDIS has always felt like a home to me. From the time I first entered her door I felt safe. I felt like I belonged there, like it was my destiny. And I loved her the moment I laid eyes on her. Buttons and leavers that I didn't learn to use until the second time I traveled with the Doctor fascinated me. I wanted to know everything there was when it came to piloting her. She was the reason I became fascinated with flying, the reason I would later on become an Air Force Pilot.
Watching him start the TARDIS up for our first adventure was exciting, and terrifying. I had a vague regret that I'd be leaving home but the prospect of traveling alien planets outweighed any thoughts of my family.
"Where to, Cameron Mitchell?" The Doctor asked. He had an even bigger smile on his face than he did before and it was infectious. I couldn't help but smile back.
Childish curiosity had me asking if we could go see some dinosaurs. That gave The Doctor pause but after a minute he nodded. He should have argued with me, it would have been the good respectable adult thing to do but he was just as every bit a kid as I was, and it had been a long time since he'd seen a dinosaur. Had he known what was going to happen he never would have taken me there, he said so himself once we were safe back in the TARDIS, and I'd wished we'd never gone there.
Chapter Two
Sentinels Guide