Spoilers MAY be present because I am up-to-date on the television show...

I don't own Dr. Who, or any characters within it... Although, I wish I had the TARDIS...

The child is a Daemon, just fyi, not a demon, there is a difference... google it, peoples... and yes, I used the concept for the General and the Army as the fight between God and Satan... and the reference of this idea is to the ep. "The Satan Pit"...

This is my first fanfic ever as I said in the summary, and YAOI themes will be intergrated later on as I continue the story line, because that's what's in my head :3 ... if you don't like, don't read, simple as that... and please review, so I know just how interesting you found this, please... *gets on knees, cleches hands together over a bowed head*

The Time of Chaos

Prologue:

During the last Great Time War, there was a small, red planet. Light-years away from any other inhabitable planet, Chaos was. Its inhabitants were known to the entire universe as some the most powerful creatures…possibly even greater than the Time Lords of Gallifrey. It is said that before the universe began, two Great Beings—one: the creator and the other: the creation—fought. The created being lost… although it was graced to live on this barren planet—away from all other forms of life—alone, save his troops. His troops of this army were changed into the most hideous of creatures. They learned to mask their appearance by a small ring on their hand. Their power was so great that in order for this perception to be contained they were forced to forge weapons and store their power there. Most of these creatures chose not to sacrifice all their power, so they only made one or two swords. So much death, so much destruction did these creatures bring that they were banished from the mouths of the inhabitants of the universe by the Shadow Proclamation. As time passed, legends were formed and a place was conceived, but the planet—forgotten… almost, anyway.

The Daleks found this planet during the Great Time War as a last ditch effort to win the war. As did the Time Lords. These creatures were battle-starved and desired to help whoever would accept them. The general was bound to the planet and could not fight so, as a general would, he commanded his troops to follow the orders of whomever they decided to help. The Daleks or the Time Lords.

When the Time Lords had the chance to go through the remaining troops –and I emphasis the word remaining—, it was declared that men could choose men soldiers and women could only choose women, as a way to preserve the races of both the Time Lords and the soldiers. Although the Time Vortex was also seen on Chaos, the Time Lords didn't find this a problem…but that is another story with a very bad ending…

There was one child on Chaos, the only child of the warring peoples that was ever conceived in all of time. He was a special child born in a most unusual way. He did not look like any of the soldiers before him. He was pale—white even. Neither horns nor bloodlust, no desire to kill was in him. He was known to his people as the Chaos Lord because his power, when angered, was matched only by the General of the Army. Even in his youth, he did not care for anyone—or anything for that matter—instead; he focused his powers in to a book, known as the Book of Chaos. In the center of the book, was a placeholder for a ring. The child was forced to forge a ring as a sign of continuance of the race (because he had no need for it as a perception filter). The child wanted to make sure that even if he summoned the book, and it was stolen, the thief would not have access to his powers. He created this book as a way to seal all his power that he hadn't already focused on what we know today as the Dark Arts. He had excelled in mastering these arts, despite no one ever learning that they too could focus their powers as he did.

He made an exception for one soldier, older by 500 years. The child fell in love with this soldier. Nothing was known as to why to any of the creatures why the two fell in love, but no questions were asked. After a hundred years of solitude, in this child's mind, he needed a companion. They were never seen without the other. When the child went out, his lover was seen with him. The child went to a concept sort of what we would consider boot camp/school. After that, and during the child's down time, the soldier was seen bringing lunch, and eating with the child. Two hundred years of this had gone on, until the dreadful day that the soldier told the child the soldier was going to serve the Daleks. With sorrow, the child reluctantly give his soldier the support of going off to war. The child cried bitterly until he met the Doctor.

The Doctor, of whom we all know, found this child to be intriguing because he didn't understand why the child looked so different. The child was only 300 years old…

He displayed the reason behind his name. His power took the form from his book of an albatross. His mastery of the Dark Arts was shocking, causing chaos and death in its wake. With a single move of his finger, entire battalions would disappear from the field of battle. Towards the end of the battle, a soldier siding with the Daleks began to crush his weapon, to absorb the power contained within. The child looked over and saw the soldier whom the child had loved for 200 years. His aura of the albatross disappeared as he glided over to the soldier. "What are you doing? You know you are forbidden to crush your weapon!" The child, placing his hand on the soldier's shoulder, was shocked to see this once honorable warrior doing this deed. The soldier replied, with eyes full of tears, "The will of my master." With sorrow filling the young creature's heart, a spell was chanted. "Bound in Heaven. Written on Earth. Seal in Hell. Book of Chaos,—now filled with sorrow—come forth." Immediately, a book of unmatched proportion, charred from the outside in with a leather binding made of pure gold, materialized between the two soldiers, once lovers, now enemies. "Forgive me, my beloved. I, also, am following orders." With these words spoken, a tear was shed and a scythe ripped through space. Where the soldier was, was no more. The child fell into a chasm of space, wailing with a sound that would transcend throughout time and space causing the universe to begin to crack ever so slowly.

With the Time War over, the Doctor felt sorry for the little child, so young to kill so many of his own people, including his lover. The Doctor showed compassion, as is his nature to anyone that is the last of their kind, to the child. He asked that if the child would like to stay with him.

"What is your name, sir?" he would ask the Doctor repeatedly. With a kind and warming smile, the Doctor replied, "I'll tell you my name if you tell me yours, child." The child told the Doctor, "Fine then… call me David. It isn't my real name, but I like that name." He said this in a pouty voice and with a great big grin on his little face. And with this, the Doctor and David set out in the Doctor's TARDIS.

As the Doctor aged and regenerated, the child gained swords as a sign of his increasing power. With each of the regenerations of the Doctor, the child would convert the time energy into a sword, and he would carry it with him. As the more time went by, David grew ever fonder and fonder of the Doctor. The Doctor, with every regeneration, was always oblivious to David.

Nevertheless, the power of the Doctor's regenerations that David was accumulating served a two-fold purpose. David would begin to develop the power into the creation of the White Arts. The second benefit of absorbing the time energy was that David would have to the power to use one giant burst of time energy to alleviate all the chaos and literally "undo" any event that he deemed "catastrophic to the universe as a whole".

The Doctor's companions would come and go as time passed, but David would have the pleasure of always being with his Doctor.

What is this new creature, a Chaos Lord? Who would want to befriend it?