User blog:The Weary TimeLord/Memoir of a Dimension Hopping Madman: Love in the face of pain Chapter 1.

Story Premise: A crossover between Monster Girl Encyclopedia and Doctor Who. I plan on having my characters travel to a multitude of Dimensions. From Stargate or Star Trek, to Xanth and the Berserker Series and many more. Can Nick a Time Lord and his band of friends from across multiple Dimensions save the war torn MGE universe from the brink of destruction while battling their own inner demons? Author's Note

Important Note: This is Not the normal MGE Universe this story takes place in a parallel reality.

Thank you for taking the time to read the story please note this is my very first Fan Fic. Also please leave a review good or bad the only way I can improve as a writer is through constructive criticism. This story is a romantic crossover between MGE and Doctor Who (Doctor Who is simply because one of the main characters is a Time Lord.) I intend to have the characters travel to a multitude of Dimensions and alternate realities (TV movies, I'm a Sci-Fi Fantasy geek so lots of books as well) throughout the series.

The romance will be between an OC named Nick (he also calls himself the Doctor, you'll find out why later) and Vellantha an OC Lilim.

Some helpful hints

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Italics mental inner thoughts

BOLD or other strange font angry or powerful character is speaking or something loud is happening in the environment.

'''There will be time jumps I cannot show every single day in my OC's life we'd have 3,000 chapters. There will also be times when I switch to another character's perspective to tell parts of the story. These will all be pointed out in the text.'''

'''The chapters start small as I began writing this over a year an a half ago, (the first 10 or so were written last year) but they do eventually get longer. I'll also admit that the first few chapters are a tad wonky (again first 10 or so) as I was still uncertain as to what I wanted to do.'''

'''There is no explicit sex in this version, and the violence is reserved to large battles or the characters fights which are fairly tame. The characters do deal with addiction and depression, as well as loss. But it is done tastefully. There is also some coarse language. That being said if this is not something that interests you then please do not read further.'''

I am going to publish the first 15 Chapters in rapid succession as those have already been written.

Most of the innane questions and comments I've asked over the last and a half have been in aide of creating this novel and world so your comments, questions, critiques, and ideas are greatly appreciated.

Lastly sorry for the long Author's Note but I thought this was pertinent information, and again thank you for reading.

The Weary TimeLord.

Chapter 1: It’s too early.

I was asleep, content in my own thoughts then Ring, ring “Shit” I moved to check the caller ID. “Hey Cas, what’s up?” “Dean says we have a lead on the Coven of witches that have been killing hunters.”  “Wonderful,” I mutter sarcastically as I extradited myself from the soft gulag that was my bed. “I’ll be there in 10 minutes bye Cas” I moved in a blur to locate my things and prepare myself for what lie ahead. I sauntered to the mirror looking at myself. I was rather unassuming in my complexion. Messy black hair, bright blue eyes, a sturdy 6’4 frame, and well-muscled described me in a gist. The only thing about me which would certainly draw unwanted attention were the many scars, burns, and healed wounds from my many years of operating as a hero and hunter. Lucky for me while they were bad they only covered my chest, back arms, legs, and hands in any abundance, my face was unscathed. Wearing long sleeve shirts, and dress pants hid them quite well. “Ugh it’s 7:30 am this is too early I need coffee”  “Ok, clothes are together, where the bloody hell did I leave my coat?” I wracked my brain trying to recall where I had discarded my trench coat. After all the clothes do help make the man, “Well I know it’s not in the cave; I’ll try the library.”

In a burst of magic and golden-yellow lightning indicative of my skill as a mage I take off at incredible speed, winding my way through the metallic corridors of my TARDIS, my home. Even after piloting the TARDIS for nearly twenty thousand years I still marvel at her infinite design. Five minutes later I found myself in the library. While I am fast the TARDIS is a labyrinthine maze of corridors and rooms and even I must take great care when venturing deep into the heart of the TARDIS as one may well know. Looking around the room at the towering shelves of books and the gothic architecture I felt a sense of peace. Here was the quiet space I would often retire to in order to research spells, arcane texts, or simply read a book. (Imagine that, reading a book in a library what a strange concept.) After scanning the immediate surroundings of the library I locate my coat which is light grey and very well trimmed lying over the back of a handcrafted oak desk which is covered in papers and scrolls pertaining to several alien species, I walk over and glance at several scrolls relating to witches, quickly memorizing the information I retrieve my coat and take off in a blur of golden-yellow lightning heading for the main console room.

Navigating through the corridors to the console room took about fifteen minutes as I was pushing myself to the limit so that I could reach my friends quickly. I burst through the door on the lower level on the console room. The room itself is metallic with a lower level which opens via a staircase onto a round main level. The floor is covered in a circular pattern of vents to allow for steam to escape. From where I am standing I can see the main console, hexagonal in design. This center console is made of the same metal as the rest of the room; it does however have the distinguishing feature of the time rotor. This time rotor is a column of glass with orange inset lighting. The time rotor travels from the base of the lower level where it is surrounded by storage compartments; to the ceiling of the console room where it is affixed in rotating gears. These gears are a triple set a lower one which is smaller, a medium one, and the top one which is slightly larger. These offer lighting over the console and act as a central visual marker for the room. Circular markings are present along the sides of the gears; they are part of the Gallifreyan alphabet. When the TARDIS is in flight or traveling through the Time Vortex these gears rotate.

As I turn moving about the console I work the controls, they are an assorted variation comprised of levers, switches, buttons, and keyboards. Each of the six segments to the console controls different functions of the TARDIS from flight to inertial dampers. (If you had about 200 years I could explain the workings of temporal mechanics and how the TARDIS controls worked in depth.) For now all that should concern you is that they do. The main level also contained two “Secondary Consoles” on either side of room facing away from the exterior doors. These consoles are just above waist height and are covered in switches and buttons and in keeping with the décor are metal in appearance. Above the main level is an upper walkway which forms a ring around the length of the room. This walkway is accessible by two staircases one running left (if you enter through the main exterior doors) the second is at the very back of the room (again if you are facing the stair way from the main doors). This walkway is the home of several ornate bookshelves and a blackboard which line the upper walls. While not as expansive as the actual library they do serve to create a more comfortable space as well as adding to the ambiance.