Doctor Who (POMfannumber1)/Time Lords and Humans

Script
The Doctor and Clara go back into the TARDIS after the events of Last Christmas.

Doctor: So, welcome back to the TARDIS!

Clara: I swear it's got more dusty in here.

Doctor: Room service ran off. So, anyway, how about a holiday?

Clara: How about Wales?

Doctor: OK.

The TARDIS lands in a village. Meanwhile, back inside the TARDIS, the Doctor and Clara rush around; grabbing sunglasses and beach hats.

Clara: Have you got any waterproof women's shoes?

Doctor: (sighs) In the shoeary, you go down there and turn left four times. I've got some of my old companions' shoes.

Clara: OK.

Clara rushes out. Then, the Doctor sticks his head out of the TARDIS door.

Doctor: Not raining. That's good.

The Doctor puts his head back in the door; just to see Clara return.

Clara: Which part of Wales is this?

Doctor: A village called Llanelli.

Clara: OK.

Doctor: But the thing is, I need to travel to Cardiff.

Clara: Why?

Doctor: Cardiff has a time rift. I need it to refuel the TARDIS.

Clara: How about you and the TARDIS go to Cardiff and I stay here?

Doctor: Good idea. Won't be half a tick!

The Doctor goes back into the TARDIS and it starts to dematerialise.

Clara: Llanelli. I like that word.

Clara goes into a dark, old, church.

Clara: Hello? Anyone here?

Suddenly, a Weeping Angel goes forward.

Clara: Umm...

Clara turns round to find another Weeping Angel.

Clara: Doctor!

Suddenly, a third Weeping Angel touches Clara on the back. Clara goes whizzing through the time vortex and ends up in the Stone Age; with three cavemen looking at her.

Caveman 1: Ugg ugg ooze!

Clara: Excuse me?

Caveman 2: Nooga winda ooooooooooooooze!

Meanwhile, the Doctor is inside the TARDIS.

Doctor: I wonder where Clara is.

The Doctor sends out a time/space search scan.

Doctor: 200,000,00 years BC! I left her in 2015. Unless... Oh no, it's the Weeping Angels!

Clara is running from the cavemen.

Clara: Help! Help!

Clara runs backwards and finds herself in the TARDIS.

Doctor: Clara! You're safe!

Clara: There were these three angels and...

Doctor: I know. I lost the Ponds because of them.

Clara: Where are we going now?

Doctor: Back to that church!

The TARDIS lands back at the church where the Weeping Angels are. The Doctor dashes out.

Doctor: We meet again, old friends.

Voice: Hello, Doctor.

Doctor: Who are you?

Voice: Creator of the Weeping Angels. I have put my children into standby so we could speak.

Doctor: I demand you show yourself, in the name of the Shadow Proclamation, co-crossing sub-section 500B.

Creator: You are clever, Doctor! But even you can't stop me!

The Creator comes out. His top half is a Weeping Angel and his legs are those of a human.

Doctor: You're a hybrid.

Creator: I know.

Doctor: What are you planning?

Creator: Oh, nothing advanced. Only mix up time and have the last humans reproducing with cavemen - stuff like that.

Doctor: I shall stop you.

Creator: You can't!

The Creator touches the Doctor and he goes back in time.

Creator: Come on kids!

The Doctor comes back into the church.

Creator: How did you do that?

Doctor: I'm 252 years older. I just lived, until this point in time.

The Doctor goes back into the TARDIS.

Clara: Doctor!

Doctor: I haven't seen you in 252 years.

Clara: Where are we going now?

Doctor: To when the Weeping Angels were created!

The TARDIS lands on an asteroid where the Younger Creator is creating the first Weeping Angel.

Younger Creator: Now, my first child, we shall destroy time together!

The Doctor and Clara go out of the TARDIS.

Younger Creator: Can I help you?

Doctor: I'm the Doctor.

Younger Creator: So?

Doctor: I need you to come with me to your future.

Younger Creator: OK.

The TARDIS lands in the church again and the Doctor, Clara and the Younger Creator go out.

Older Creator: Me?

Younger Creator: Me?

Younger and Older Creators: Me?

The Doctor aims his sonic screwdriver at the Younger Creator and he disintegrates.

Older Creator: What just happened?

The Older Creator teleports into space.

Doctor: Come on then.

The TARDIS materialises by a black hole, just before the Older Creator appears.

Older Creator: Ha ha!

The Doctor sticks his head out.

Older Creator: You'll never escape me and the Weeping Angels, Doctor! You shall fall when another rises!

The Older Creator gets sucked by the black hole.

The End.