Hazel After Alpha

"BLOODY SHIT!" I screamed, pressing buttons and turning nobs as the sirens still wailed.

"Couldn't have put it better myself," he replied, flipping switches and spinning dials. The two monitor screens, beamed warnings at us, telling us what we already knew. We were crashing.

The siren continued to wail, lights kept flashing, and nothing on the main console was doing anything to fix it. An indicator light informed me that the chameleon circuit was going haywire, but I didn't care too much about that, I was looking for the breaks.

O found it the same time I did. With big smiles on our faces, we grabbed onto the bannister nearby, and pulled the lever together, causing the ship to come to a sudden halt, and throwing us against each other. We laughed as we stood up, brushed ourselves off and check the monitors. Stopped in space, quadrent 4692 of the Omax galaxy, the chameleon circuit changed our ship into a rubber duck.

Now that things are less hectic, I can introduce myself properly. I am the Alpha, and my brother, the Omega. We are outlawed Gallifreyans and, even worse for them, Time Lords. We managed to escape from our beautiful home planet, Gallifrey, by stealing something the T.A.R.D.I.S. Time And Relative Dimension In Space. Apparently some mad bloke and his granddaughter called it the TARDIS for short. Unfortunately for us though, it takes six people to properly operate one of these things, and there are only two of us.

So here we are fleeing for our lives in an improperly manned ship, and all of Time and Space in front of us. But the question is; where do we go?

We can't return home, and we'd need to in order to find people to help man the ship. Authorities would recognize us even if we regenerated because we've been marked. Like actually physically marked with something nicknamed the "timetoo" (a tattoo that lasts for all time and cannot ever be removed). It's a series of intricate circles, dents, lines and dots stating our names, prison ward and rank on the 'wanted list'. Mine reads: ALPHA, CORRUPTION, 1. I can't remember if the ward was called corruption as a title or if the people in this ward tried to corrupt something.

That's another thing about my time in prison. I don't remember why I was there.