"Get out and stay out!"
A door slammed shut, causing several hangers in the closet and photos on the wall to rattle with fear. Rose Tyler had now just ended the third fight that she and her on-again-off-again boyfriend, Mickey, had that week. Her roommate (and long time mate from home) Shareen looked up from her magazine. She said nothing as Rose stalked back to her own bed parallel to Shareen's and sat down with a huff. "I can't believe him sometimes, all he does is wanna go drink. Doesn't he know I came here to actually make somethin' of myself?" Rose ranted. Rose had put off going to university for some time, just settling with being a shop girl at the mall but something inside of her had been nagging her lately, telling her that there was more to life than just settling for whatever was comfortable. The blond girl, halfway between nineteen and twenty had been going to the small school for about a year, which was about three terms. Only recently had she just convinced Mickey to join her and Shareen.
And so far, Mickey wasn't taking the new academic life seriously. Rose grabbed her cell phone and saw a few texts from Mickey had already come in. "Bugger off." She muttered as she typed and sent it to him. Rose slammed her phone down the desk by the head of her bed. She and Shareen had two desks side by side looking out the windows between their two beds. They then had some closet space and shared a bathroom with the room next to them. It was your typical dorm setup. Rose was used to living in small quarters. Her mum had a small two-bedroom flat back in London where Rose had been born and raised. And while the fall term had just begun, she found herself missing home but not the version of that which she parted from. It was hard to explain. Once she carried on with her higher level of education, she would have thought the restlessness inside of her would have simmered down, content to know change was happening, slowly but surely. Much to her annoyance, she found herself even more antsy.
Outside, the leaves were turning from a lush green to a heavenly auburn hue. She loved the cooler seasons, as it meant you had an excuse to stay indoors and cuddle up with a movie or book. And of course tea would be a necessity. But even with the changing of the seasons, she found herself more distant from the reality she was dumped in. Mickey was no use to her when he wanted to hitch a ride to the pub down the long dirt road. They were in an isolated university in the hills of Wales so it took some planning to go into the nearest town. "Shoot, I have American History in ten minutes, I'll see you later tonight." She said. The start of term was always promising as it meant a clean slate. It was already two weeks into their fall term and Rose was managing to keep up with the adventurous pace she had set for herself. There had been some whispers, rumors of the school being haunted due to odd sounds at night but most thought it was due to the old age of the school itself, stones could creep at night.
Rumors such as these didn't attract even the bored blond who just grabbed her book and binder and scurried down to the main part of the school. Their college was set up in a very old but vast castle. The dorms were on the top tiers of the four towers and then classes and meals were held in the chambers on the main floor. The basement held storage and no one really bothered with it. After Rose made her way down the winding stone spiral staircase, she caught her breath before pressing on. The man in charge of the program was Professor Slake and he didn't take kindly to tardy people. Rose hurried into the class, expecting to see the brown haired, short mustached man but instead she saw a tall lean male with a plain tee shirt, jeans and a worn black leather coat. Her eyes lingered on the big eared man before she walked over and settled into her chair. Many of her female classmates were already talking about their new substitute teacher, saying how handsome he was. 'Anyone is better than Slake.' She thought to herself.
The lesson commenced when the usual old chime rang out.
The man introduced himself as John Smith and started to prattle on and on about various things while thumbing through their textbook to gauge what they were learning. So far, he was unimpressive and Rose spent most of the two hour class chewing on the tip of her pencil and drawing doodles in her notebook. When the familiar chime rang out again, she pushed herself up, finding it alarmingly easy to pass out from how bored she was. Outside, the sun was nearing the horizon, ready to set so the moon could rise. Unexpectedly as they were packing up to go, Professor Smith asked for their notes from the class. She didn't know he was trying to test the students among the class to filter out any suspicious behavior. Alien behavior. 'Oops.' She thought and lingered as everyone else handed in their paper while she fumbled with her notebook. After stalling, she decided to hand in a small comic she wrote about her growing wings and being able to travel around the world. 'He'll probably think I'm on drugs like most my age.' She shrugged and scribbled her name and handed it to him.
He gave her a smile and she left to find Shareen and grab a quick bite before heading up to study the rest of the night away. The night passed by without much incident until around three in the morning when Rose thought she heard an odd noise. Getting up, she slipped out of her pajamas and into a pair of old jeans, a black tank top and her sneakers. She hobbled out into the stone hallway and made her way down to the ground level. "Hello? Is anyone out there?" Rose looked around. It was dark, save for a few candles hanging on the sides of the stone walls. 'It's so spooky at night.' She thought as she padded down into the basement. On the way, she grabbed a soda in the cafeteria because she was pretty thirsty. She heard a hiss of sorts and then quickly ducked behind a pillar as she saw a large green monster walking down one of the many hallways that ran under the school. 'Is this some kind of a practical joke?' She wondered as the creature continued down, seeming to speak to someone but the words themselves were muffled by the winds.
She then heard footsteps and then dashed after whoever it was, hoping they had answers. As it turned out, it was Professor Smith. He seemed to have exited some closet and headed down another hall. She ran over to the closet and stared. "A blue box?" Rose questioned and tapped on it. "What's he doing in there?" She muttered and glanced over her shoulder. She then heard some more talking and she ran to find the source, her heart racing. This was the kind of thrill she had been waiting for. She turned the right corner and ran into three green blobs and the man in leather. Her eyes widened and they turned to her. It appeared as though whatever conversation they were having, it wasn't going well at all. "S-sorry." She stepped back but one lunged at her, with large claws. She shirked and uncapped her bottle of soda and threw it at the alien. The alien screamed out. One of the remaining one ran the other way while the other looked to Rose and the man with hungry rage.
'This is it. I'm gonna die in some dingy school dungeon...' Rose thought to herself. Before she knew what to even say or do, the Professor grabbed her hand, told her to run and proceeded to pull her off down another hallway. "Do you have any idea where you're even going?" She called out to him. As they ran, her soda ended up spilling everywhere, leaving a trail behind them. They flew up a flight of stairs and then dashed around the main floor of the school. "Slow down, will ya?" She complained, not used to such physical activities. He paused and she tugged her hand away from his. "What were those things doin' here? They're not the school's pet or mascot. I don't think..." She then spotted a green beast heading their way from the other way. "Run!" It was her turn to grab his hand and pull him outside as it seemed more wise than to stay in the school and get pinned against a wall again. Once they entered the woods, they had some time to collect themselves. "You're not really a teacher...are you?" She panted.
To be apart of SHIELD was to be a part of something much bigger than yourself.
And Agent Coulson was more than just an agent at SHIELD, he was also a Time Lord. The last of the Time Lords.
No one knew who he was, no one dared suspect a thing. To think he had lived so many lives, for over 900 years was preposterous. He looked human and acted fairly human and even had human hobbies and a human life. Yet, he wasn't human. Not at all. He had two hearts and was from the planet Gallifrey. He had traveled with many companions, traversing the constellations and other galaxies. He had fought in wars and seen so much turmoil. So much death. His lifetime had been littered with tears and blood, it was enough to drive a man crazy. So maybe that's why the Doctor gave himself a double life on Earth, surrounded himself the most colorful of people. He hadn't had a new companion in a long time, mostly because he had to juggle the life of a middle aged man who dealt with humans who thought they were super, and then juggle the life of a lonely Doctor who had no one else, as his own kind had been killed in the Great Time War.
Many nights, he would just fly the TARDIS lazily around the blue planet which he called a makeshift home. He gave himself the name Agent Phil Coulson. It wasn't hard for him to produce a decent background to be placed into SHIELD which dealt with the inner workings of things which he considering child's play. And he didn't even place himself as leader, though there was little to stop the man from stepping up and claiming superior knowledge of the universe's inner and much more outer workings. SHIELD stood for: Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division. There were other organizations called TORCHWOOD and then UNIT which were secretly linked to him within SHIELD but no one really knew much about them. Coulson, or rather, the Doctor had just come back from an interesting trip to Shan Shen. He had met lovely people and even snatched himself a trinket as a parting gift.
One might wonder how the Doctor traveled and to do so, he used his trusty TARDIS which stood for Time And Relative Dimension In Space. It was a classic blue police public call box based on when he traveled to London, a location he favored as much as he did, New York City. The Doctor could fix the glitch in the TARDIS to patch it's Chameleon Circuit so it could blend into any location it visited. But it ended up getting stuck on a 1950s and he had been too fond of it ever since to change it back to blend in anywhere else. So he made an effort to park it in places where no one would bother it or muck it up with silly graffiti. The Doctor was known through the centuries to have a certain style. His current look was a simple, dead sexy black suit and tie. Many might mistake him for a fan of men in black but no, SHIELD enjoyed the formalities and he found it suited him just as well anywhere else in the universes he visited.
Looking at his cell phone which was programmed to work from anywhere in his regional dimension, he saw that he had a message from one of his co-workers and friends, Maria Hill. Maria Hill was an agent who he knew he could trust. The two often went out after work and grabbed a drink so they could unwind from the stress Director Fury thrust upon their shoulders. Working at SHIELD was not an easy task, sometimes it even challenged the Doctor. What perhaps challenged him most was who he met. He had met a billionaire who built his own suit. He met a man frozen in time only to be woken up decades later. And he met a genetically altered man who raged when provoked. He also met a god but really, he had already been to Asgard many times, it was a nice place but it wouldn't Coulson's cup of tea. And whenever he did run into this people, he had to keep his cute thoughts and comments to himself. He was so old, had seen so much and found the humans on Earth very amusing, almost endearing, despite their massive flaws.
'I know there's good in these people.' He thought fondly to himself as he exited the TARDIS which he had parked in his large office. Thanks to the promotion he may have recently given himself thanks to his hacking skills which would put even Tony to shame, he could hide his time and space machine and keep it close by. Of course this meant the danger of someone finding it increased, but he didn't worry. Most people around him gave him space when he needed it. And from time to time, he had to make up an excuse to leave for a few days. Even with his sexy TARDIS, time eluded him. So sometimes he was late, but it was his own timeline so he had to be careful not to overlap it or else trouble would endanger himself and millions of innocent people living in the bustling city. It was dusk, and he saw Maria had asked to meet up for drinks. He walked to his door and opened it to see Maria walking over time. "Good timing huh?" Coulson smiled to her and let her in. "I'll be right back, just sit tight okay?" He said and headed out.
Walking down, the man made his way to the break room and poured himself coffee. It wasn't cold, in fact it was piping hot as most people worked late so fresh pots had to be made around the clock. He sighed as he stood back and felt the stress leave his weary body. While on the planet Shan Shen, he had gotten an odd message about the Ood Sphere. He decided to keep a notification open in case something came up. Meanwhile he could spend some more time bumbling around Earth with Maria, maybe catch a late dinner and a show. Unbeknownst to him, he had left some files out on his desk regarding the background of the Ood as well as the planet's map and coordinates. He finished his cup of coffee, his mind was always working, always spinning spinning spinning. An outside may assume the man in black had nothing to say but instead, he had everything on his mind, as well as the weight of so many universes.
And the best way to slow everything down, was to have a good friend beside him.
Coulson made his way back into his office and saw Maria looking over the files. "What are you doing?" He questioned and took the files from her. "Where did you find these?" He asked her, his tone wasn't angry or demanding, just edgy. "These are top secret, I shouldn't have left them out." Part of him did feel a tad betrayed but he knew humans had a deep curiosity and it was his fault for being thoughtless. "Sorry." He said. "Where did wanna go? Pizza on 52'd street?" He asked. Suddenly there was a small beeping and it only grew louder. He took out his sonic screwdriver and saw it blinking red. "That is not good..." The Doctor muttered and looked to Maria. He then saw the closet where he hid the TARDIS had been left open slightly. 'Well crap.' He thought to himself. 'The space-cat is outta the bag.' He thought, thankful that it was her and not someone else insane like Tony Stark. He grabbed her hand. "I need you to trust, I need you to trust me and to come with me. Right now. Can you do that?" He asked her.
Without waiting, he pulled her off, other hand holding the files and sonic screwdriver. He let go of her hand to fumble for the key to the TARDIS. He let her inside and dropped the files on his way inside. He hurried to the console and began looking over the information which was streaming in. "Oh boy...oh boy. Oh no. Yikes." He turned to see a wide eyed Maria. "This is...my time and space machine." He said. "And we have to go somewhere that's waaay out of the Milky Way Galaxy and I promise I'll explain everything soon but just hold on tight for now!" He spun around and pulled a few knobs and pushed some buttons. Once he locked onto the location, the machine flew off and he let out a laugh. It banged around the vortex until it landed on Planet Ood, a snowy planet with a very fascinating lifeform which he was rather fond of. He finally turned back to his friend. "Okay, shoot." He said, wanting her to bombard him with questions, he enjoyed being able to amaze others.