Royce's Random Thoughts

Note: Double post today, due to Crossover of Awesome requiring more than 100 words to do it justice.

For seawasp: "Everything is better with Daleks."


Dominic dodged around the corner of the hanger with the Doctor, while the crazy robots trundled after them.

"THE DOCTOR MUST BE EXTERMINATED, EXTERMINATED, EXTERMINATED!" they screamed.

"What the heck are those things! They ain't Russian, that's for sure," he wheezed.

"They're called 'Daleks' and they're definitely not Russian, or Chinese, or anything else from this planet," the Doctor replied as they ran. "And unless you've got a laser with a twenty gigawatt yield handy, there's nothing that can stop them."

A canine-like roar of engines cracked through sky, as from behind the clouds the dark shape of Airwolf emerged, diving towards the hanger.

Dominic, Doctor, cover your eyes! String's voice boomed, as the two of them ducked for cover behind an industrial waste bin.

"ALERT! ALERT! UNABLE TO ACQUIRE WEAPONS LOCK!" the Daleks cried, as a lance of red light streamed from Airwolf's nose, blasting the lead unit and two behind it. DEFEAT IS IMPOSSIBLE! VISUAL LOCK REQ—" the rest began to chant, then were cut off as they were vaporized.

"Where did you get that," the Doctor demanded, peeking out from behind the bin.

"Thirty gigawasits!" Dom crowed. "I knew salvaging it from RedWolf would pay off!"

Eh, just watch the video.

Just one of those random scenelets that has been kicking in my head for a while. One of These Days I'll adapt it into the "Wolf Reborn" Airwolf reboot script that I've been thinking about.

( Twenty Minutes into the Future )

For drakemagi 's prompt of "Airwolf meets Dr. Who! Specifically, Dominic meets the Doctor."


Dominic shut down the Lady's APU, popped open the pilot's side door and almost bumped into the tall, skinny man dressed in a tweed suit and a pair of Converse high tops, holding a magazine in his hand.

"Dominic Santini?" the man asked brightly, a huge smile on his face.

"Yeah, who the heck are you? How didya get into the Lair?" Dom demanded.

"I'm the Doctor, a time traveler, came in my magic blue box. Here's proof." As he talked he shook Dominic's hand hard and then handed him the magazine. Dominic looked at the cover. At the top the title read Air & Space Magazine, April/May 2003. The cover photo featured a picture of Airwolf herself, in the lead of a formation with an SR-71 at her right and on her left flanked by a smaller aircraft shaped like a stone age arrowhead cut from obsidian, flying above the clouds. A caption read "Special Black Projects Issue!" and in much smaller type in a corner, "F/HX-19 Airwolf in formation with the SR-71 Blackbird and the F-117 Nighthawk."

Dominic looked from the magazine just in time to see the Doctor pulling himself inside Airwolf. "Hey! You can't go in there!" he shouted, climbing in after him and waving the magazine. "What kinda joke is this anyway?"

"Ah, this is terrific," the Doctor said excitedly, sitting down in Dom's usual seat in the EWO's chair. "Mach 2 plus with a disengaged rotor. It's like a super fast gyrocopter. Plastic aluminum composite radar absorbent hull, semi-sentient adaptive flight and combat modeling software, and look at this. He pushed a button and a narrow tray opened up on Dominic's console. "It's even got its own CD ROM burner! Those won't be common for another ten years or more!"

"Don't touch that! That's worth ten thousand bucks!" Dominic shouted again.

"Well now it is. Twenty years from now you can pick one up for fifty quid at your local big box store," the Doctor said.

"Sure ya can, buddy," Dom said. "Look, what are ya doing here anyway? The Lady ain't for hire."

"You know Archangel, the FIRM director that supports you? Tall fellow, one eye, bit of a limp, obsessed with the color white?"

"What about him?" Dominic asked cautiously.

The Doctor's expression suddenly changed from manically cheerful to dead serious in less time than it took to turn out a light bulb. "Tell me, Mr. Santini. Has he ever mentioned looking for the pieces of a certain Key?"

They have Airwolf on Hulu.com. Including Season Four, which even die hard fans (ie: those who stuck through JMV's substance abuse Season Three) agree is crap.

Fortunately, I like crap.

Boots up "Death Train"