Characters: Tenth Doctor
Written For: Challenge 400: Storm at dw100.
Summary: There’s something energising about a storm.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Doctor Who, or the characters.
There’s a storm brewing. The air’s crackling with electricity, making the Doctor’s hair stand on end. It almost feels like the beginning of a regeneration cycle, only he knows it has nothing to do with his body repairing itself. He’s fine, uninjured, perfectly healthy, and barring mishaps, should get to keep this body for some time, which is good. He’s grown attached to it, has even come to like the teeth.
No, this is a purely natural phenomenon. He stretches out his arms, tips his head back, breathes it in. Nothing like a good storm to make you feel alive.