The Doctor ran his hand across the console, sighing in boredom. He hadn’t done anything today. Nothing. His head was pounding. The TARDIS kept sparking when he would touch her. She wasn’t ill. No he had scanned her. Something else was wrong? With…
He walked down the hall where the TARDIS originally landed on the ship, entering the room as it appeared and opening the doors. “Hey Doc” He said as he walked over with a small smile “Have a good……. However long it’s been for you?”
The Doctor grins, standing up. “Hello. It’s only been a few…days I think.” He shrugs. “I don’t keep track of time.”
He snorted “Not being much of a Lord of Time, are we?” He smirks. “We should do something. Like our old time adventures.”
“Sure why not!” He stood up going to the controls, he reached for the lever and it sparked at him again. “Damn it!” His head started hurting even more. He groaned, rubbing the side of his head. “She’s been doing this all day. Not letting me drive. I’ve been floating up in space for hours. I don’t know what’s-” He shut his eyes tight as a sudden pain went through his body. Suddenly everything went black for him. He took a deep breath, opening his eyes. They were black.
He raised a brow as it sparked, trying to decipher if he was either drunk or something was wrong. Very wrong. She’d never do that to him unless either of those were the reasons, and he smelled no alcohol and saw no signs of him being drunk. When his words were cut off, Jim walked closer and put a hand on his shoulder. “Doctor, are you oka…” He trailed off when he saw the solid black eyes, sliding a laser gun out of his pocket and slowly stepping away, pointing it at him warily. “Doc, what’s wrong.” He demanded more so than asked.
The Doctor spun around, looking at the TARDIS. “I knew I picked a good body when I saw this guy!” He laughed, ignoring Markus at first. “All of time and space I can destroy! This is going to be so much fun.” He finally turned, smiling at Markus. “Well hello there…didn’t know he had a friend on board.” He paused to think for a moment. “Ah, you’re Markus. Wonderful. Hello! Your Doctor…well…he’s gone. So sorry.”
"Give him back." His face was serious and his command strict, the laser gun locked on the "Doctor“‘s face. He had no idea what just happened. A form of possession most likely. The way his eyes changed and entirely personality made that pretty damn obvious. "You won’t be going anywhere. You’re trapped here no matter what. I can kill you, the machine won’t work for you, and you’re imprisoned on my ship."