AI Writing: The 15th Doctor and Fitz

 CHAPTER 1: 15 TIL FITZ

The opening scene shows the TARDIS materializing in a deserted alleyway. The door opens and out steps the 15th Doctor, played by Ncuti Gatwa, wearing a colorful tweed jacket and carrying a sleek sonic screwdriver.

"Come on, Fitz! We have a universe to explore!" he calls out to his companion, who follows him out of the TARDIS.

The Doctor and Fitz Kreiner, played by the returning Arthur Darvill, find themselves in the middle of a bustling alien marketplace. The Doctor is fascinated by the various strange and exotic creatures on display, but Fitz is more concerned with finding a way back home.

As they make their way through the crowded marketplace, they suddenly hear a distress call coming from a nearby planet. Without hesitation, the Doctor and Fitz rush to the TARDIS and set course for the planet.

Upon arrival, they find a planet on the brink of destruction, with volcanoes erupting and earthquakes shaking the ground. They soon discover that the cause of the destruction is a race of alien invaders who are drilling deep into the planet's core.

The Doctor and Fitz team up with a local resistance group to stop the invaders and save the planet. With the help of the TARDIS, they are able to sabotage the invaders' drilling equipment and force them to retreat.

As the Doctor and Fitz prepare to leave, they are approached by a mysterious figure who thanks them for their help and offers them a gift as a token of his gratitude. The Doctor accepts the gift, a strange artifact, and promises to use it to continue his travels and help those in need.

CHAPTER 2: GAME OF SOULS

As the Doctor approached the stranger, he sensed something familiar about him. The man was wearing a dark cloak and had his face obscured by a hood, but the Doctor had a feeling he knew who it was.

"Hello, Doctor," the man said, his voice dripping with amusement.

"The Master," the Doctor said, his hand instinctively reaching for his sonic screwdriver.

"No need for that," the Master said, holding up his hands. "I come bearing a gift."

The Master reached into his cloak and pulled out a small crystal container. Inside, the Doctor could see a swirling mass of colors and energy.

"What is it?" the Doctor asked warily.

"The Rani's soul," the Master said with a wicked grin. "She owed me a debt, and I collected."

The Doctor's mind raced. The Rani was a Time Lord, one of his own kind, and a brilliant scientist who had gone rogue. He couldn't let her soul be in the hands of the Master.

"I'll take it," the Doctor said, holding out his hand.

"Ah, but there's a catch," the Master said, pulling the container back. "You have to play a game with me."

"What kind of game?" the Doctor asked, suspicious.

"It's a simple game, really," the Master said. "We take turns asking each other questions. For every question we get right, we take a step closer to the container. For every question we get wrong, we take a step back. Whoever reaches the container first gets it."

The Doctor hesitated. He knew the Master was a master of manipulation and that this game was probably rigged. But he couldn't risk the Rani's soul falling into the wrong hands.

"Fine," the Doctor said, taking a step back to give himself some room. "You go first."

The Master smiled, his eyes glinting with mischief. "What is the name of the planet we are on?"

"Earth," the Doctor said, taking a step forward.

"Correct," the Master said, his smile growing wider. "What is the name of your companion?"

"Fitz Kreiner," the Doctor said confidently, taking another step forward.

"Excellent," the Master said, clapping his hands together. "What is the name of the Doctor's oldest and deadliest enemy?"

The Doctor froze. He knew the answer, but he also knew what was at stake. He couldn't risk getting it wrong.

"The Daleks," the Doctor said slowly, taking a step forward.

"Correct," the Master said, his expression turning sour. "You're good at this."

The game continued, with both the Doctor and the Master getting increasingly tense as they got closer and closer to the container. Finally, the Doctor was just one step away.

"Last question," the Master said, his voice low. "What is my name?"

The Doctor hesitated. He had heard many names for the Master over the years, but he wasn't sure which one was correct.

"Time's up," the Master said with a sneer. "It's Koschei."

With that, the Master lunged for the container, but the Doctor was quicker. He snatched it up and held it close to his chest.

"Nice try," the Doctor said, his eyes blazing with anger.

The Master simply chuckled. "Until next time, Doctor."

With that, he vanished into thin air, leaving the Doctor alone with the container in his hand. He didn't know what to do with the Rani's soul, but he knew he had to keep it safe from the Master. The game may have been rigged, but the Doctor had won.

CHAPTER 3: A CONFUSING TIME IN EGYPT

The TARDIS materialized in the middle of the hot desert sand, the scorching sun beating down on the 15th Doctor and Fitz Kreiner. As they stepped out of the TARDIS, they were immediately hit with a blast of hot air.

"Ah, Egypt! One of my favorite time periods," said the Doctor, a big smile on his face. "The pyramids, the pharaohs, the mummies... It's all so fascinating!"

Fitz looked around, marveling at the towering pyramids that rose up in the distance. "This is incredible," he said, "I can't believe we're really here."

As they walked towards the nearest pyramid, they noticed a group of people gathered around a small tent. Curiosity piqued, the Doctor and Fitz made their way over to the crowd.

"Excuse me," said the Doctor, "What's going on here?"

The people turned to look at the newcomers, and one of them spoke up. "We're waiting for the High Priestess. She's going to perform a ritual to help the gods bring rain to our lands."

The Doctor and Fitz exchanged a glance, intrigued. They decided to stick around and watch the ritual.

After a few minutes, a woman emerged from the tent, dressed in an ornate robe with jewels and gold adorning her headdress. She walked towards a small altar and began chanting in a language the Doctor and Fitz didn't understand.

Suddenly, a gust of wind picked up, and the sky grew dark. The woman continued chanting, her voice growing louder and more urgent.

The Doctor and Fitz watched in awe as a bolt of lightning struck the altar, and a brilliant flash of light enveloped the High Priestess. When the light faded, the woman was gone.

In her place stood a tall figure dressed in black, with piercing blue eyes and a wicked smile.

"Greetings, Doctor," said the figure. "Or should I say, old friend?"

The Doctor's expression turned cold as he recognized the figure. "Master," he spat.

Fitz tensed up, ready to defend himself and the Doctor if needed.

"Now, now, no need for hostility," said the Master, holding up his hands in a mock surrender. "I come bearing a gift."

He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small, glowing object. "The soul of the Rani," he said, grinning. "I thought you might be interested."

The Doctor eyed the object warily. "What do you want in return?"

"Nothing, really," said the Master. "Just a bit of information. There's a planet I'm interested in, and I think you might know something about it. Care to share?"

The Doctor hesitated, unsure if he should trust the Master. But curiosity got the better of him, and he nodded. "Fine. The planet is called Zog, and it's located in the Gamma Quadrant. But be warned, it's not a pleasant place."

The Master's grin widened. "Thank you, Doctor. Pleasure doing business with you, as always."

And with that, he disappeared in a flash of light.

The Doctor and Fitz looked at each other, both feeling a sense of unease. They knew the Master's gift came with a price, and they couldn't help but wonder what other schemes he was planning.

The TARDIS materialized inside a McDonald's in 1993, much to the surprise of the customers and staff. The 15th Doctor and Fitz emerged, carrying a small container that glowed with a faint purple light.

"What's in the box, Doc?" Fitz asked, peering at the container.

"This," the Doctor said, holding up the container, "is the soul of the Rani. We need to dispose of it in a safe and secure location."

"Like a McDonald's Playplace?" Fitz said, looking around at the brightly colored tubes and slides.

"Exactly!" the Doctor exclaimed. "The perfect place to hide it away from any prying eyes."

They made their way to the Playplace, carefully avoiding any children who might see what they were doing. Finally, they reached the top of the slide and opened the container, releasing the soul of the Rani into the plastic tubes.

"There," the Doctor said, grinning. "Safe and sound."

Fitz shook his head in disbelief. "I never thought I'd see the day when we threw the soul of a Time Lord into a McDonald's Playplace."

The Doctor laughed. "Ah, the joys of time travel. You never know where you'll end up, or what you'll have to do."