Ok, here are my Doctor Who one-shots! I've got a lot ready so I'm thinking one, maybe more a week. Warning, there will be A LOT of classic Who in here so I will be putting footnotes at the end of classic who centric chapters. I think that's it, enjoy! That being said, I don't own Doctor Who.

FIRST

I was an old man with a crew of young humans. I was bitter and crotchety and very much a part of all that I had seen and experienced in my time on Gallifrey. I was outdated, obsolete in this new life I'd created for myself. I needed to move on from my darling Susan and finally get out of the shadow of the Time Lords. I needed a younger face, one that could keep up with these adventurous children. I needed to be able to smile at them and soothe their worries during troubled times. Most of all, I needed to let go of the strict Gallifreyans customs I'd been bound to for as long as I could remember. I needed to become a little more relaxed in more approach to the universe and maybe just a bit more silly.

SECOND

Alright, perhaps he'd been a little too loose this last incarnation. Did he really think he could just gallivant around with his recorder and his humans and not be noticed? And to think of what happened to Jamie and Zoe…It made his hearts ache to see them ripped from him. I think maybe next time I won't be so open, so strange. It had hurt so much this time, the Time Lords are exiling him to Earth, his poor TARDIS will suffer because of him and now his friends will never be able to remember him. No, I should pull back a little, take the consequences of his actions gracefully but with just a bit of that dry humor this last body was known for. Dignity in the face of obstruction, that's who the Doctor was, now at least.

THIRD

Earth was a lark, I grew to really care for U.N.I.T and the little assistants I had. I'll truly never be able to repay them... But that's all over now! I've got my TARDIS back! The Time Lords have er mostly forgiven me and I have my TARDIS back! I've been suffocating here on the planet, I loved it, but it's only one planet. This new body needs to be young and energetic in order to keep up with this incessant need to go further and explore more. I've only just begun! I'm tired of being everybody's Granddad! Susan and Vicky and Jo, I love them all but I don't want to be a parent right now, I want to be free. I want to let go of cravats and stern expressions! I want to be wild and crazy and I want to see it all.

FOURTH

I'm not quite ready to give up this body yet, the one with the curls and the teeth and the wonderful sense of adventure. But maybe it is time I calmed down a bit, I'm getting up there in age and now I've got three young ones on the TARDIS looking to me for help. Help I don't think this body can properly give them. This next one, though I shall miss the scarf terribly, needs to be gentler. The sweet Trakenite girl has shown me how far politeness and generosity can take a person. I think that might do me good, I'll still explore, still endeavor to see it all, but I'll be less manic and a little more aware of what I'm doing. I need to be a little more stable to give the young ones a good example.

FIFTH

Sweet and gentle? Ha! Look at where that got me! Traken was destroyed leaving Nyssa an orphan, Adric was killed and Turlough was manipulated by the Black Guardian. I tried to be kind, I tried to talk my way out of bad situations, to keep the peace and how was I repaid? With death and with pain I didn't think my hearts could bear… well if that's how the universe is going to be then no more Mr. Nice Guy. Talking won't do me any good, not now, action is what this body needs now. A strong, stubborn body who will have what he wants and won't take any sass from anyone. The universe needs the Doctor, not a vegetable wearing pushover. I need to be bold and brave and noticeable.

SIXTH

Though I was rather fond of this body it seems that not many other people were. This body was strong and determined to fight the injustices of the universe and yet he was called a cad and declared unfashionable! And yet… He was also weak. He lost Peri to the Time Lords and now Mel was at the mercy of the Rani… Yes this body had a good run but a new body was needed. One who has the same strength and perseverance but is… charming, funny even. Funny is good, I'm pretty sure people like funny. Most of all he wants control; he doesn't want the Valeyard to be in his future, he wants to be a savior not a destroyer. If the universe won't bend to his will with his voice then he'll bend it with his mind and his words.

SEVENTH

How did I end up on an Earth operating table? How could this funny, but calculating body not compute this? Another change is in order then. Both Mel and Ace had commented on how cold this body was. About how narrow-minded and cruel he could be at times. Their words always hurt him; he didn't want to be mean because he was the Doctor after all. No, he'll keep the funny. The girls loved how funny this body was, but he'll lose the harsh dominance he strived for in this body, the need to shape everything to his desire. He's a wanderer and that's what he wants this new body to be. A little bit sweeter, like the cricket fellow a couple times ago, and much more open to emotion. Oh no, not the anathesia! It'll mess with the re…regen-gen-er…

EIGHTH

I don't want this! I never wanted this! This war! This hatred! Oh Rassilon the fires are burning and I can't do anything! Please get me out of this blood stained body. I don't want to see these hands anymore, hands that were supposed to soothe and save and only ended up killing. They're all dead, the Time Lords. If I'm lucky this regeneration will go wrong and I'll die with them. This body was prone to forgetting, to be kind and sweet but not the next one. If I make it to the next body, I'll make sure that he won't forget, not ever. He'll be mean and tough and just live the rest of his life in miserable exile because that's all he'll deserve. Happiness is too kind for a killer who dares to call himself the Doctor.

NINTH

Look at her, look at my Rose; look at that funny little human shop girl. I'd just about given up on the universe, on life and yet she dragged me back into it, showed me that good still exists in the universe and even in myself. I've never been prouder to introduce myself as the Doctor than when I'm with her. So this next body will be for her. He'll be younger, kinder, funnier and can be a proper little human. He'll treat her the way she ought to be treated, love her like she loves him. This body I now leave used to hurt so much but she made me better, now maybe I can be better for her and for the rest of the universe. You fixed the Doctor Rose Tyler, let's see what we can do now… together.

TENTH

It's funny how quickly happiness can leave you. I wanted to be human, for Rose, but I forgot that being human hurts. Hurts real bad. I lost Rose, Martha left, Donna might as well be dead and everything I hold close just seems to fall apart when I touch it. I was so used to keeping my emotions locked up but this body was always shouting into the air his joys, his sorrows, his victories. No, being human hurts too much. I need to step back and be the outsider again, the funny little alien with his mad blue box. I want to forget the pain so I'll ignore it; I want to hide it all under a new face and some ridiculous get-up. Time to let some other guy step in and take away the hurting, but with a smile, the humans like it when I smile.

ELEVENTH

The Doctor hung onto his console, Clara was asleep and he was deep in thought. The time was coming, the time in which this body would be eaten up by the fire and a new Doctor would take his place. He was a bit frightened, he always was, but he knew it was for the best. Regeneration was a funny thing, you never knew what you were going to get… and yet somehow each new body seemed to be a reflection of just what he and his companions needed at the time. Change was good, it would heal the damages this body had suffered and finally bring him peace as each regeneration usually did. He hoped for Clara's sake this held true for the eleventh regeneration.

I think it's interesting how the Doctor always makes a big deal of how regeneration is random, and yet I've noticed that most regenerations reflect what the Doctor will need in the next body. I see it as a form of evolution, the Doctor probably subconsciously analyzes his body at the point of death and tries to construct a better body for a better Doctor. All regenerations strive to make the Doctor survivable. Ok, you've had enough of me jabbering. Reviews are appreciated, I'm hoping to be posting one or two a week so stay tuned!