Azshara wants a Doctor pt2

The second part of my Doctor Who/ World of Warcraft crossover.


The Doctor doubted he had been in a room this size since leaving Gallifrey. It truly was magnificent. At the far end of the palace lounge, a group of scantily-clad night elves were performing a frenzied dance routine. Their gyrations were a wonder to behold.

The Doctor reclined on a couch. Azshara sat with him, with one leg positioned over his seductively. She planted a kiss on him at every opportunity. It had been a long time since anybody had been so enamoured of the Doctor.

"Tell me, Doctor, is your world as beautiful as this one?" asked the night elf queen.

"Certainly, my dear. The sky is a burnt orange and the leaves on the trees are silver. The Capitol, the great city is a wonder of glass and marble, with many picturesque spires and domes," he replied.

The Doctor was certainly enjoying Azshara's attentions. Her blue skin and long pointed ears were a little odd and her naked feet were surprisingly large, but she was was undeniably beautiful. She was clearly in love with him, though it was an odd kind of love. Her mind did not seem to be able to distinguish her desire for him and her desire for his vast knowledge and mastery of time travel. For all that Azshara was beautiful, the Doctor was convinced she was vain, self-absorbed and at least a little bit stupid. She also had a terrible dress sense with that skimpy dress and those tasteless pink jewels. No Time Lady would have worn such an outfit.

"Grandfather!" came a voice from the other side of the room. Susan skipped barefoot into the room with her usual girlish enthusiasm. Azshara silently cursed with rage at the arrival of the Doctor's wretched granddaughter.

"I've had such a wonderful time today, grandfather," said Susan. "You know I got to ride this massive Saber-toothed cat. It was rather frightening, but it was very fun once I got used to it. I also met a druid. He gave me a really interesting lesson in how magic works. This universe really is quite different to our, grandfather."

The Doctor heard nothing of what Susan said to him. He was too distracted by the shock of her outfit. His granddaughter was wearing only a leather bikini and loincloth. Most of her bottom was exposed to the world. She also wore a bracelet on her thigh.

"My child, I really don't think you ought to be wearing something that leaves so little to the imagination, especially not at your age," he managed to say.

"But all the Kaldorei girls dress like this," protested Susan.

"I noticed some of the Kaldorei ladies are dressed rather more modestly, like Queen Azshara here," said the Doctor. As he said this, he was painfully aware that Azshara's minimalist dress was barely any improvement on Susan's bikini and loincloth.

Azshara was quite amused by this exchange. She clapped her hand and a maidservant approached.

"Worthy Doctor, you have the sensibilities of a dwarf," said the queen. She turned to the maid. "Go to Lady Vashj. Instruct her to find a dress for this youngling," she instructed.

Susan made a sulking expression and followed the maid.

Glad to be rid of the girl, Azshara returned her attention to the Doctor.

"I have waited a long time to find a suitable mate, Doctor. None of the males of my own people could ever suffice. You shall give me children who have your wisdom, nobility and dignity," she said.

The Doctor was really not sure he needed any more children. His granddaughter, Susan, was a handful enough on her own.

"You must stay here and rule at my side, Doctor. You can give me the wisdom I need to purify this world and rid it of imperfection," said the queen.

"I think, my dear, there is something to be said for imperfection," said the Doctor. "Take me for instance, I'm hardly the most impressive looking specimen to grace this world? Hmmm?"

Azshara seemed surprised by this suggestion.

The Doctor continued. "Or take your dress for instance. On some worlds, that dress would be considered quite scandalous and very much imperfect. Yet here it is considered to be very much the thing to wear for ladies."

Azshara had never considered such a notion.

"I rather fear, my dear, that your notion of imperfection is people who ask too many awkward questions about your rule," said the Doctor with a smile.



As the Doctor and Susan returned to the TARDIS, Azshara followed after them.

"You cannot leave me behind here, Doctor!" pleaded Azshara. "I need your wisdom, your power, your knowledge."

"I am sorry but my destiny lies there," said the Doctor, pointing to the Well of Eternity. "Your destiny lies with your people. Do rule them sensibly, my dear."

"If you cannot stay, take me with you! I could be your companion. We could travel together through time and space! You can show me the wonders of many worlds!"

"I really don't think so," said the Doctor and closed the TARDIS door.

With a wheezing, groaning sound, the statue of Azshara disappeared, leaving the original alone in her imperfect world.


Inside the TARDIS, the Doctor snorted at the absurdity of Azshara's suggestion. Take a companion? Travelling with his granddaughter was company enough. The very cheek of it!

Azshara wants a Doctor Pt1

A Doctor Who/ World of Warcraft crossover.

Azshara queen of the night elves uses her magic to lure a powerful being to Azeroth. But instead of Sargeras, it turns out to be the First Doctor.

Note: This is a pre-Unearthly Child story. The TARDIS is not yet stuck as a police box.



Azshara watched anxiously as the Night Elf highborne focused their magical energy onto the Well of Eternity. The portal they had created crackled and swirled with sorcerous power.

It was Azshara's plan to bring to Azeroth a great and powerful god; one who would marry her, rule at her side and rid the world of imperfection. As the magical force in the Well of Eternity intensified, she could sense the god's presence.

Azshara was startled when she heard a strange wheezing, groaning sound. It sounded quite abhorrent to her long pointed ears, but she sensed that it heralded the god's arrival.

Something began to materialise before the Well of Eternity. To her amazement, she beheld a statue of herself. It was identical to countless statues across Zin-Azshari. It was hued from the finest granite. It was dressed exactly as she was, in a sleeveless gown split at the side, exposing her shapely thigh. Its stone feet were bare.

What greater honour could the god bestow upon her but to send an image of a very form? Truly this being from beyond the cosmos had accepted her devotion!

The night elf queen was even more surprised when a door seemed to open in the statue. Two strange creatures stepped out. They both had peculiar skin in a colour that Azshara found difficult to describe. Their ears were tiny and rounded. One of them was old and wizened with white hair. He walked with the aid of a stick. The other appeared much younger and was clearly female, despite her alien appearance.

"So we've come to a different universe, grandfather?" asked the female being.

"Hmmm,yes, my child. We seem to be making a habit of it since visiting Quinnis in the Fourth Universe. This one appears to be a quite different place," replied the old one.

Azshara boldly approached the two strangers, her jewelery tinkling as she moved daintily on her bare feet.

"Greetings, great lord from beyond," said Azshara. "Welcome to this world. I am Azshara, queen of all the Kaldorei. You do me great honour in arriving in a vessel shaped in my own likeness."

The old one smiled.

"Yes, it changes shape when it arrives. I do think it does quite nicely in that one."

Despite his aged and humble-looking appearance, Azshara knew that the old one was a being with tremendous wisdom and terrific power. She felt love arising in her heart already. She had to win him and learn his secrets!

"May I ask your name, great lord?" asked the night elf queen.

"Yes, of course. I am the Doctor," he replied. He gestured to his female companion. "And this is my granddaughter, Susan."

Susan gave the night elf queen a shy smile. Azshara looked at the girl and decided she absolutely hated her. Why did the great lord Doctor have to arrive in the company of such a pathetic little girl?

"I offer you both the hospitality of my palace. You are honoured guests in my lands."

Azshara summoned her highborne to her side. They bowed low before the Doctor and Susan.

"Lady Vashj here will show your granddaughter the sights of Zin-Azshari and introduce her to suitable young companions. I am sure she will enjoy that. Then you and I can talk of great things, Doctor," said Azshara.

Susan protested. "I'd much rather stay with my grandfather, if you don't mind," she said.

"Nonsense, child," said the Doctor. "You go off and have fun. I think Azshara and I have adult things to talk about." He winked at the night elf queen.

Susan sighed and followed Lady Vashj. Azshara took the Doctor's hand and began to lead him towards the palace.

The Doctor found all this very amusing. These Kaldorei creatures seemed to think he was some sort of god. They were clearly a primitive and superstitious people. On the other hand, their queen seemed to be taking a very personal interest in him. He had absolutely no objection to that. This was looking like a very stimulating trip.

Dr. Who in Fairyland, by Matthew Clarke (my fan fiction)

I wanted to capture something of the whimsical nature of the First Doctor TV Comic adventures, yet also to tie it to later Doctor Who concepts.

These fairies are not scary, freaky fairies like you might find in a Neil Gaiman book. They are old-fashioned, Victorian-style cute fairies.


Meeting Santa Claus and the Pied Piper was one thing, but being in Fairyland was definitely another.

Fairyland was another universe altogether, with quite different properties from the one the TARDIS was used to. It was quite remarkable that the ship had been able to enter it at all.

Being in Fairyland felt very different from being on an alien planet; something seemed quite wrong with everything; as though the visible world was a highly stylised painting rather than the real world. John and Gillian could see colours that they could not describe in words. The proportions of the place seemed wrong. The trees seemed to be of normal height, but they grew next to enormous flowers and colossal toadstools. It seemed to be night, for the sky was full of stars, yet they seemed so bright that it might as well have been day.

Dr. Who and his two grandchildren were seated inside the Grand Palace of Fairyland; though inside seemed a meaningless concept. The palace subverted the normal concepts of indoors and outdoors. It was made up of pillars, canopies, marquees and walkways that seemed to intersect with the trees of the forest themselves and open out into the starlit air. At times they seemed to be 'inside' and at other times 'outside.'

Gillian had once owned a copy of Cicely Mary Baker's 'Flower Fairies of the Garden.' She could not help being reminded of it when she looked at the creatures who surrounded her. They had massive butterfly (or in some cases, moth-like wings). Their skin was pale, almost slightly transparent. Their faces were pretty and they had long, pointed ears. Perhaps their most disconcerting feature was the insectoid antenna that sprouted from their heads. All of them had long silvery hair. They wore long tunics of a silky material. Some of them decorated themselves with silver jewellery, others with flowers or even lengths of cobweb. All of them were barefoot. At times they walked upon the palace/forest ground, at other times they flew about on their insectoid wings. John and Gillian found it impossible to tell which of the Fairies were male and which were female.

"I had never realised that fairies existed!" exclaimed John.

His grandfather shouted at him, "Stop it! Do you realised every time you say that a fairy dies!"

Gillian was horrified. "Oh no, Grandfather," she cried. "That's terrible!"

Dr. Who chuckled. "I was only joking my dear child. Fairies don't exist? Hmmm. Well, you know better now."

The Fairies prepared for the three travellers a quite remarkable feast. John and Gillian were quite unable to identify what most of the dishes were, barring the odd plate of fish or fruit. Their grandfather suggested to them that it might be best not to enquire too deeply into what was on the plates. He neglected to mention that the over sized insects of Fairyland were a massive part of the Fairy diet.

While they were being served, Dr. Who took the opportunity to give his two grandchildren a lesson in cosmology. He explained to them about the six-fold realm of time and space, of Ur-space, the sea in which the multitude of universes floated and of the mysterious Guardians, the celestial powers that governed the multiverse. He explained that Fairyland was a pocket universe, a separate dimension which intersected with their universe. He pointed out that their was another pocket universe from which unimaginably horrifying beings had come, creatures that had been vanquished by the Time Lords a long time ago.

Dr. Who noticed that the assembled lords and ladies of Fairyland seemed as fascinated by his lecture as his grandchildren were. He continued, explaining how the Time Lords had fought against forces of chaos when the universe was young, destroying some of them and banishing others. The universe had been re-ordered by the Time Lords and history directed along the lines of reason demanded by their great hero, Rassilon. Rassilon had reached an agreement with the Fairies, allowing them a limited ability to interact with the normal universe on condition that they resided in Fairyland and stayed there for the most part.

The conversation soon shifted to lighter topics, such as hunts and flowers and stars. John and Gillian enquired about the animals that lived in Fairyland, and were fascinated to learn about dragons, unicorns and giant butterflies.

The meal was followed by much music and dancing, with the Fairies singing and playing on instruments that resembled harps. The TARDIS crew were invited to join in their dances, though this proved difficult, as the Fairies involved flight in their dancing.

During the festivities, the Fairy King (he looked as beautiful as his queen) took Dr. Who to one side to talk in serious matters.

"Doctor, we have accepted the Time Lords dominance of your universe for a long time, but we grow weary of it. We have watched as the Time Lords have allowed great evils to go unchecked throughout the cosmos. There are many among the Elder Folk who feel that it is time that we tore up our treaty with Rassilon. There are voices in Fairyland that are calling for war against the Time Lords," said the Fairy King.

"A War in Heaven, what a terrifying thought," replied the Doctor. "I don't mind admitting that the thought makes me very afraid."

"You Time Lords travel in time, to us time is meaningless. If war comes between ourselves and the Time Lords, it will be a time war, perhaps a war that will end your very notion of time," said the Fairy King.

"Maybe so, maybe so," replied Dr. Who. "I don't doubt that you people have terrible powers. Nevertheless, I would be careful you don't go thinking that you would win a war in heaven. I fear that the Time Lords have it in them tear Fairyland apart if it came to that."

"Let it be hoped that it does not come to that," said the Fairy King. "Perhaps you can warn the Time Lords that the eyes of the Elder Ones are upon them. We will not suffer their misrule forever."


It was soon time for the TARDIS crew to take their leave of Fairyland and to return to the normal universe. They were given rich gifts, some of the strange food and bottles of equally strange wine. John was given a sword made of some silvery metal and Gillian was given a bow and arrows made of the same stuff. Both of them were given the silky tunics that the Fairies wore, though John did not seem as enthusiastic about this gift as Gillian.

"We hope that one day you will return," said the Fairy Queen. "There is much that we could learn from your race." The Fairy King looked sadly at her as she said this.

After the TARDIS dematerialised, Dr. Who pondered on the solemn warnings the Fairy King had given him. Would the Fairies really go to war with the Time Lords? He knew that despite their benign appearance, the Fairies had terrifying military capabilities. If they had fought against Rassilon in the Eternal War, it was not certain who would have prevailed. Were the Fairies really prepared to unleash a four-dimensional war on the cosmos?