AUTHOR WHO?
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Prologe.
In New York 1963 the lightss of a small book store was on,as a man who look kind of like Drown was locking up his small store that read ARDIST he turn around to make sure no one was a small robot like thing came on and came out of the shadows and started to speck.
"THIS IS NOT THE DR!WHO IS HE!"The Robot ask as the man pull something out of his lab caot that look at the he scan all of the robots with then Smiled.
"Well what do we have you finlley found me have you?"He ask as the robots known as the Darlkas began to speck.
"YOU ARE NOT THE DR?WHO ARE YOU?"It ask as the man jump up in the air and landed on the Darlkas and began to open up the shells of the Darlkas and began to kill them one by one,but he left one of them alive.
"WHO...ARE YOU?"It ask as the man man took the Darlak from it robot body and look it stack in the eye.
"You want to know who I am Darlak.I am the one who they send when all the others think it to tuff.I am the one they send when there a good story.I am the one who writes all the stories of every Time want to know who I am.I am the Author!"He said as he killed the Darkla and he could hear the nosie of the Tardis was appaering And that was his cue to he unlock the book store door and made it vanshies.