Hi everyone! Welcome to my new story! I probably really don't need to write a new one, but I'm having my computer fixed at the moment (Yes, it bvoke. Don't worry though, it can be fixed and I didn't lose anything.) So I decided to write something on my tablet. Yes, my tablet. I'm impressed with myself. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this prologue to my story!
"The Doctor has arrived." The Dalek exclaimed as Niran walked into the dark metal room. It was worn down, rusty, and looked like it had been used for many years, and had seen conflict. There was a newer looking console sort of panel in the midddle, with flashing screen and buttons, levers that looked like they had seen better days, and a lot of metal bumps in the surface that looked as if a plunger were to go on top. Perhaps they were.
"On Skaro? Well, this I must see. I would like to meet him personally. Shall we arrange the little get-together? Perhaps a little mind projection..." Niran said, smirking widely as she walked up to the console. Niran had worked for the Daleks since the day she was born. Well, she assumed so. It's what they had told her after all.
Niran was about twenty-one years old, with copper red hair and shining golden eyes. She always reminded herself of flames, which was a funny coincidence, seeing as her name literally meant 'flames'. She was about six feet tall, with decently defined curves. If any humans were around, they would probably call her pretty, or even sexy. She had studied a lot on earth. Articles brought up while the Daleks were not looking, hours at a time spent in the library studying up on the culture of planet earth. For some reason, she had always been intrigued with humans. They were naive and silly, but also very interesting. Although, she did think Daleks were better than the little apes. Daleks were always the best.
"Do I look pretty? Don't want to look silly in front of our 'guest'." Niran questioned the Daleks, twirling in place for emphasis. She was wearing a tan sleeveless dress that hit about mid-thigh with many frills toward the bottom, a brown leather vest with red designs on it, that looked rather worn down, a slightly light brown belt around her waist, separating the end of the vest and the beginning of the frills on the dress, brown tied leather boots that went up to her knees, brown leather hand gloves that matched the vest, an intricate golden necklace that had a golden star charm on the end, and a brown leather satchel with a strange sort of red writing on the side, that carried her meager posessions. Her hair was tied in a ponytail with long brown ribbons hanging down, but a few strands of hair had come loose and were hanging around her face.
"Daleks do not understand the concept of 'pretty'." The Daleks exclaimed, in it's usual monotonous robotic voice. It wasn't really even a voice at all, just a computer simulation that spoke for the Daleks, making them sound all scratchy and... well, dull. It got on Niran's nerves quite a lot, liking the sound of her sweet harminous voice better. Although, to be fair, she probably sounded just as strange to them as they did to her.
"Of course you don't." Niran sighed, rolling her eyes briefly. The Daleks were just stupid sometimes. "Well, I think it's as good as time as ever to greet him, don't you?" Her hand hovered over a keyboard on the console, which had been inserted just for her. She started to type in the commands to let herself in the mysterious 'Doctor's mind. It was fairly simple actually, if you had the correct equipment. Her hand smacked the enter button, immediately sending jolts through her spine as the program started to work it's magic.
She glanced down at her body as it slowly started to fade, making her look like the equivalent of a ghost, something she had read about in one of the earth storybooks. A silly superstition, but it was quite fun to think about. Niran glanced up at the Daleks and waved goodbye, expecting nothing in return. The Daleks didn't really do sentiment, meaning no goodbyes. She smiled slightly, then faded completely, sinking into the Doctor's mind, unaware of the future events to come.
The greatest war in the universe was soon to begin. People of both Skaro and Gallifrey were both calmed, unexpecting. Yet it was about to start. The biggest and most devastating battles in all of time and space.
The Time War.