The Time war - The first conflict

by Moriarty2014

The Doctor has renounced his name. Now a participant in the Time war, he meets a young orphan on the planet Aractus. The Daleks have almost burnt the planet to a crisp. But that's the thing, "almost". Why did they stop their attack? This is his first conflict. Author's note: I don't own Dr who.

A blue box slowly appeared, surrounded by ash and fire. As the man walked out of it, the child resisted the urge to call out. He hid behind a piece of shrapnel as the man slowly began to walk down the street. The child didn't know why the man was going there because that part of the city had been destroyed in the last attack by the Daleks.

The child followed the man, sprinting from hiding place to hiding place. The man stopped at the empty shell of the old command building, where the Time lords had overseen the defenses of the planet. "What happened here child?" asked the man without turning. The child slowly approached him. "How did you know I was there?" The child asked. "Answer the question." The man answered. "The Daleks destroyed it in their last attack." "I know that, but why did they stop?" The man asked thoughtfully. "I don't know sir, we're just glad they did." "I wouldn't be child. It means they're up to something. Darleks don't stop."

The man turned abruptly and began walking back the way he had come, the child hurrying to keep up. "What's your name sir?" The child asked. "I don't have a name." The man replied. "Then what is it you do sir?" "I used to be a doctor."

"This is where I leave you child." They had reached the man's mysterious blue box. "Go home, back to your family." The man opened the door and entered, slamming it shut behind him. As the man reached the console, he began fiddling with the controls. "Come on old girl, let's get out of here," The man said as he pulled a handle. But nothing happened. The man looked at the monitor. It showed the child sitting on the ground, crying. "I suppose you want me to go see what's wrong don't you?" The man asked to no one in particular.

The child didn't notice he was there until the man touched him on the shoulder. "What's wrong child?" The man asked. The child didn't answer. The man's face was unreadable. He sat down opposite the child and just stared at him for a few minutes. "Come on then." The man said as he got up. "I can't just leave you here, crying in the dirt. What would the TARDIS say?" The child didn't question this statement, he just cried silently as he was picked up.

The man carried him into the TARDIS, placing him on a bed where he fell asleep almost instantly. The man looked at the child, asleep on the bed. He had short, straight black hair that was singed and burnt in places. He had minor burns on his hands that snaked up his arms. The man stood there watching the child, determined not to let any harm come to him.