The Doctor watched the tragedy around him; the burning city was enfolded in heavy smoke, that made his eyes swell with tears and dried his mouth. He heard the screams, oh, so many screams.
The end was finally upon Earth.
The Bad Wolf has been unleashed.
Day One: The end as we know it
He went down some little street the name of which he didn't even know. Wounded and bleeding, he felt the end coming near. The regeneration energy was gathering itself between his fingers, slowly pushing its way up.
How did this happen?
There was no easy answer to that question, but the Doctor and his mind were cursed with constant analysis and deduction.
It all started a week ago, on a little planet called Grinith.
He was just handing back some incredible old and expensive religious artifact to the habitants of the planet after he retrieved it from treasure hunters. Honestly, the security systems for these artifacts were laughable, were those people even trying?
"And whatever you do, never, ever, even if she nicely asks, let a woman called River Song in here. Because you will never see your precious book again. Understood?"
The leader of the aliens sung a short, cheerful song in return.
"Yeah, I thought so. Anyway, I must go now, so take care."
Doctor returned to the Tardis, undisturbed. He pushed blue door to open it, and went inside. The ship greeted him joyfully as she always did, ready to travel again to the furthest suns and planets of the universe.
"So, what now, Old Girl? Should we go somewhere new and exciting? Or no, I have better idea, let's stop for a maintenance somewhere! All these travels have worn you out, don't you think? You could use some oil and parts exchange, hm?"
Tardis only chirped slightly, ready to follow the Doctor, no matter what.
"So it's decided then! We only need to find some nice and cozy planet when we can find these things. What about Scirxan? They have pretty good shops there, right. Well, let's go!"
The Doctor pushed down some buttons on the console, pulled the lever, and the ship, making the unmistakable, characteristic noise disappeared from the planet's surface, making its way to the Time Vortex.
Once they were there, Doctor calmed down a little, leaned on the console and sighed. He was feeling a little down lately, just a bit lonelier than usual. Maybe I could visit some friends, he thought, and quickly shook his head, discarding the idea. Who could he visit, anyway? They would all think some imminent crisis is upon the Earth, and he wouldn't want that now, would he?
Suddenly, the Tardis was thrown off its course by a powerful force. Doctor immediately fallen to the ground, but he could still feel the interference in the Vortex. Another turbulence nearly thrown him on a wall, but he managed to catch one of the levers before that happened. He struggled to get back on his feet again, and checked the readings on the console.
"Well, it's not good now, is it?" He murmured to himself as he pushed the buttons that he hoped would stabilize his ship again.
But it was of little use, the Tardis was shaking yet again.
"Okay, okay! Let's just find some place to land. Let's do it slowly."
The Tardis seemed to know what to do better than him, setting a new course and trying to stabilize itself. The mysterious force did not seem to chase them, as everything calmed down pretty quickly.
They landed.
"Now, where are we? It could be some new, undiscovered planet, or…" He opened the Tardis doors. "…or Earth. Of course it's Earth. For some reason it's always Earth. And it looks like London. Again."
The city was pretty peaceful; it was a beautiful,, sunny day. Around him, people were strolling, talking and laughing, oblivious to his sudden arrival. Just a blue box appearing suddenly in a place full of people; another normal day in London.
There was a good side to all of this; he wasn't seeing any Daleks, Cyberman or different signs of invasion. Whatever had attacked him in a Time Vortex hasn't yet reached this little blue planet yet. Doctor couldn't help but feel grateful for that.
His peace, of course, couldn't last long.
"DOCTOR!" He heard a scream. The voice sounded a little familiar. He sighed and looked and the sky, then turned around and spoke.
"Hello, Jack. How are you?"
"How am I?! Doctor, we've been trying to reach you for months…"
"Have you tried calling? The Tardis has a phone y'know…"
But Jack suddenly interrupted him.
"Doctor, this is not a laughing matter." He sounded serious. Doctor chose to listen what he has to say.
Jack took a deep breath.
"Martha is gone."