Universe 1
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As the Doctor opened the door and turned to leave, Miranda saw that his face was slightly red. Was he embarrassed? If they were doing something she might be a bit embarrasses as well, however, they did nothing wrong. Besides, it wasn't anyone elses business. But then again... she would probably be blushing as well if a few of her friends saw them together and started teasing. It was hard not to, despite the fact that she didn't care what others thought. Or at least didn't show it. 

Following him out of the room, she glanced at the Doctor. "Maybe split up?" She suggested. They would cover more ground and though finding each other later would be a bit more difficult she wasn't the type to just hide behind someone else. Heading off, she ignored the looks from the other cast who watched her head toward one of the doors. 

"You can't leave." One woman whispered harshly glancing toward the distracted director. "You'll get into trouble."

Miranda looked at her. "You have no problems with people dying?" She inquired, keeping her voice low as well. 

The woman shrugged. "It can't be helped. Your family is provided for. Besides, where are you going to go? They have the right to pull anyone in and hold them to it." 

Miranda smirked. "Right. Don't talk to me about legalities. Where I'm from, this would be illegal." She said turning and placing her hand on the door. She frowned as she wondered if she should have said that but shrugged it off. She didn't actually say she was a time traveler. Opening the door she quickly went through it. Following a long hallway she made her way into a lift and looked at the numbers. One always meant the bottom. But from her experience the people in charge always were on top. This way they could look out and down at the people below. Looking at the numbers she was surprised to see that there was five hundred levels. This place was enormous. Pressing five hundred she watched as the doors started to close.

"Hold it." A voice called out, as a guard quickly stopped the doors from closing. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" He asked.

"Hi. I'm Miranda. I'm looking to see who's responsible for this establishment?" Apparently her dazzling smile didn't affect him. Looking her over, he frowned. "You should be in the theatre room." He declared, still standing in the way so the doors couldn't close. "Let's go." He said nodding for her to step out.

"I'd rather not." Miranda replied giving him an apologetic smile. "I really would like to know who is behind the whole controlling and killing." 

Frowning, the guard pulled out a device. Not sure what it was but knowing it wasn't good, Miranda went for it only to trip over the custom. Stepping aside the guard smirked and pressed the button. "Now, now. Let's go back." He said taking control.

Trying to resist the command, Miranda gritted her teeth. However, she had to stand up. Suddenly a pair of whitish/blue shoes appeared. Looking up, Miranda saw the Doctor. What he was doing here, she wasn't sure but he had impeccable timing. "The device." She managed to push out as she stood, attempting to fight the control.

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Universe 2
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"Drop your weapons." One of the soldiers ordered.

"We don't have weapons." The Doctor replied holding up his hands. "See, all good." He grinned at them his hands coming back down. “Let’s see, uniforms, plasma guns, creepy hats…” He frowned thoughtfully. “Yeah, no idea where we are.” He said looking over at Clara. Spinning back around to face them, he pointed at them. “So, fellows. Guns huh?” He said. “Couldn’t you point them at someone else?” He inquired.

“How did you get here?” The one soldier demanded. 

The Doctor grinned. “The question I’d like to know is who are you after.” He said starting to walk around, ignoring the fact that their guns are were following. “I mean the Triad usually is after someone from what I know they’re usually innocent.” He declared.

When Clara asked who the Triad was he nodded toward the soldiers. “They are. Well, the organization. They’re like bounty hunters in the 81st century.” He bit a hand up and whispered. “Top secret supposedly. A bit lame.”

“How do you know who we are?” The one soldier asked gripping his gun tightly.

“Though the question is, either the person you are looking for is easy to find our you blokes are running low on recruits. Kind of raw aren’t you?” He asked.

The three straightened. “This is our first mission, Sir.” Another one stated.

“Don’t tell him anything, Alfred.” The leader lectured. “He could be a spy.”

“Or I can be doing a surprise inspection.” The Doctor said pulling out the sonic paper. “See, Triad inspectors. I’m the Doctor this is Clara.” 

The soldier frowned. “It’s blank.” He said. “That’s physic paper.” He said eyes narrowing.

“Well it was worth a shot.” The Doctor said. He looked at Clara. “Run.” He said grabbing her hand and dashing off. 

“After them.” The soldier yelled.

Dashing down the long tunnels, the Doctor was glad that Clara was wearing pants. It made getting away a lot faster though he didn’t think about the fact that his long legs might be making it harder for her. No, all he thought about was the thrill of having a companion and going on adventures again. Even if they were getting shot at.
Ducking into a corner they waited until the three soldiers the Doctor waited until the three soldiers ran past before looking over at Clara. He grinned. This was exciting. If only they could figure out what was going on, where they were and why the TARDIS brought them here. But then again, that was always the fun of an adventure. Finding out as you went along. 

A click sounded and he spun around. A figure stood in the shadows weapon pointed at them. From the way the weapon was positioned it was clear that the individual was a lot more skilled then the three soldiers that they had ran across. “What are you doing here?” A young woman stepped out of the shadows and looked at them. Her blond hair was pulled back in a ponytail and there was a hint of amusement on her face.

The Doctor frowned. “No.” He said shaking his hand. “It can’t be. Jenny?” He inquired.

The smile vanished and the woman stared at him. “Do I know you?” She asked a bit suspiciously. When Clara mentioned his name asking him who person was, she looked sharply at him. “Doctor? As in the Doctor?” She frowned puzzled. “You don’t look the same.”

“Regeneration.” The Doctor replied a bit dazed. “You’re dead.” He said. “You shouldn’t be here.”

The girl smiled. “Regeneration. Except apparently I didn’t change features. Lucky for me.” She grinned and pointed the gun away. “Hello Dad. Miss me?”