The Beginning to the End
Year 002 of the Time War
1,000 type 91 TARDISes tower above Gallifrey, ready to defend, taking orders and delivering them with haste. They hover above its atmosphere; keeping guard, but along the centuries of the TARDISes lies one full of doubt; its commander known as the Alpha, guiding the ship, a total of 6 crew members, counting the Alpha, stayed and stood their ground as the Daleks attacked with what seemed like the power of a god; firepower seemingly overwhelming as both sides begun to lose its numbers steadily.
A beeping is heard.
"Sir, a transmission coming in from an unknown location."
"Play it, Captain"
The transmission played;
Static played as rumbling and the sound of artillery roared through the transmission.
EXTERMINATE
"No, please! Not my childr-"
Sound of Dalek fire followed, extinguishing the lives of the children and the mother. Silence fills the TARDIS as indecision etched its way into the Alpha's subconscious, the woman's screaming being the only sound he can hear, replaying; his imagination growing in torment on how many more families will perish while they guard idly by as the people of Gallifrey are slaughtered by the second. As if forever had passed, The Alpha moistened his mouth, licking his lips, with a determined scowling look, easily grown through anger.
"Break formation with the Century, patch the signal through the transceiver and track it"
"But Sir, Rassilon's orders are to stay here and make sure the Bunker is secure-"
Alpha turns to him the second he hears this defiance.
"The Bunker is the least of their worries, were a patrol unit with little to no importance! Now do as I tell you and trace the signal, Baros!"
His yelling echoed through the TARDIS, carrying weight with every syllable. The other members of the crew grew still in their chairs, unsure and a bit frightened at what may happen next.
Baros stands.
"Sir, I will not stand for this betrayal!"
"Neither will I"
The Alpha walks to the control panel of the console, taking control of it and landing in the docking bay of the War Room.
"Leave"
Without defiance, Baros leaves, but stops in the doorway.
"You'll be tried for this!" Baros says as he exits the TARDIS.
"Anyone else?"
One crew member stands, a bit sheepishly.
"Apologies, Sir, but we're soldiers, not heroes.."
"..."
He slowly began to walk out.
Then the last 3 began to follow, leaving the Alpha in his TARDIS, alone. Before silence could flood the TARDIS; the Alpha runs to the control panel, scanning the signal and patching it through the transceiver and beginning the dematerialization sequence. Suddenly, other soldiers and an Admiral surround the TARDIS,
"By the order of the High Council and Lord President of Gallifrey, I order you to relinquish your command over the TTC unit and step out."
Alpha stood silent for a moment, pressing the button for the communications system.
"No"
Within that very moment, the TARDIS began dematerializing.
"Agh! Men, get me a disrupter, it appears we have another renegade",
says the Admiral, nearly furious. A soldier comes back with a circular clamp like device, the Admiral takes it from his hand and softly attaches it to the surface of the TARDIS.
"Now then, lets see how far he goes"
he said, almost triumphantly. As the machine turns on, the TARDIS begins to materialize in the city, where Daleks have overrun it. The Alpha walks out onto the steps of his TARDIS, looking onto the city and seeing the death and destruction of his own people, when suddenly the machine beeps, as if stating it has activated; disabling the TARDIS' flight controls.
"No!"
says the Alpha as he hastily tries to remove it; but its no use, its magnetized onto the vessel's side and has no intention of removing itself. He quickly runs into the capsule, checking the monitors, revealing that the device has caused all TARDIS systems and controls to be disabled. Angered, the Alpha quickly grabs his armaments, strapping himself with two pistols at his side and a plasma rifle in his hands, prepared, he exits the TARDIS; closing its door and beginning to run to the nearest explosion, hearing screaming and the sounds of Daleks.
As he reaches the position, he sees the bodies of civilians and soldiers strewed across the floor. The Alpha begins looking around for any weapons or anything of interests; he comes across a nearly mangled Dalek, its blaster system still intact. Curious, he begins investigating the Dalek, seeing its inner workings. He hears a sound behind him; he quickly takes aim as he turns around.
"Woah, friendly, commander!"
a disoriented soldier says, hands up and his weapon tied to his back, with a smudge of dirt on his cheek and armor scratched and broken at sides.
The Alpha slowly puts down his weapon back to his side,
"State your serial number and business here"
"N-2007, sir!" says the soldier, a bit frightened but keeping his composure and posture in the presence of a superior officer.
"Yourunit?"Asking with suspicion as he approaches the soldier.
"Dead, sir, all of them..."
The Alpha puts his hand to the boys soldier, who appears to be only 20 by the looks of it but couldn't be more than a few years old,
"Apologies, soldier."
"And yours, sir?"
"AWOL"
"All of them?"
"No, me."