Okay, so first chapter sucks. I know. But that's only bad because I'm bad at starters and I haven't even introduced Rose yet, so yeah just bear with me guys. Kay? Kay.
Sometimes the craziest things can happen on normal days. Sometimes the universe just does inexplicable things at the most normal times. There's no warning, and it just… happens. That's what happened to The Doctor and his gang. And it changed everything.
Amy, Rory, and The Doctor ran. Ran as fast as they could until their lungs were screaming, and they couldn't feel their legs. It was the Daleks. They had come back, and they were out for blood.
"Exterminate! Exterminate!" They screamed as they floated down the long corridor that never seemed to end.
"Doctor, we need to get to the TARDIS! We're not gonna make it if we don't!" Amy screamed in between heavy and painful breaths. She turned just in time to see a Dalek aim its laser for Rory. Amy pulled his arm and moved Rory out of the way right as the Dalek shot.
"Maybe you're right, Pond. Let's go now." The Doctor said as he turned a corner and ran up to the glowing blue police box, otherwise known as the TARDIS. He snapped his fingers and the doors opened, just like they always did. "In ya go, you two!" The Doctor shouted as Amy and Rory raced past him.
Rory collapsed onto the floor, and Amy threw herself into the chair, panting impossibly hard. As The Doctor leaned against the console of the TARDIS, he let out a little chuckle. Over his nine-hundred years of existence, The Doctor had learned that when you've stared into the face of death and just barely lived, you can either cry or laugh. Being The Doctor, he liked the latter option.
"Doctor, why exactly are the Daleks back in two thousand and eight?" Rory asked in-between pants. He could feel adrenaline pumping through his veins, and feel that his heart was beating about ten times faster than it should be. Being with The Doctor scared and exhilarated him at the same time.
"Well, Rory my boy, due to the spacetime continuum and the amount of wibbley wobbly timey-whimey… stuff… I have absolutely no idea." The Doctor said in a matter of fact tone. To be quite honest, he really didn't know. The last time he had seen the Daleks, they were weak and not able to even fight. They had run far off into the edges of the universe.
"Doctor, what if they're here because of you? What if they're here to change the past. They could be looking for a past version of you, and waiting to destroy it." Amy stood up as she spoke. Walking around the console of the TARDIS, she stopped right in front of Rory, and reached out a hand to help him up. Leaning into her husband, Amy looked up at The Doctor for an answer.
"They wouldn't," The Doctor said in a dark voice as he stared down onto the console. "They know that killing a past form of me would rip a hole in the universe, causing a rift to collapse over them, killing them, and killing me." The Doctor stared up, wide eyed. "And that's exactly what they want." He murmured to himself.
"Doctor, you're scaring me." Amy said as she released herself from Rory and walked over to The Doctor. "I know you know something, and you need to tell me because you know, Raggedy Man, that I do not like to be kept in the dark. I put up with a lot, but I'm Scottish and not knowing about something that could put me and my husband in danger, well I don't like that." Amy stared into The Doctor's, her Doctor's, eyes. She could see the years of pain, and hurt, and angst that he had gone through. She could see how much this man hated himself, and it killed her.
As The Doctor stared into Amy's eyes, he could see the redheads fear. He could also see the little fire that she always had. The reason that he had first liked her so much. No matter what happened, no matter who was hurt, she always had that little spark in her eyes that kept him going. "Amelia Pond, sweet little Amelia. Right now, we are in more danger than ever before." As he spoke those last words, The Doctor turned around and pulled a lever on the TARDIS console. "And, we're off!" He shouted as the TARDIS started to shift from its space. Smiling was the only thing that The Doctor could do to hide his fear. The Daleks shouldn't be here. But they knew. They knew that they would be attacking his past self at his weakest point. Right when he was alone. Right after his first meeting with Donna. Right after he had to leave Rose.