The Tardis console exploded in a shower of sparks. This wasn't all that unusual. Still a problem though. Always is. Which is why The Doctor sprang up and rushed to the controls. Knobs turned and switches flipped. Levers rose and fell. His hands flew from one control to another. The tardis began to weave violently.

"Forty regenerations and I still can't pilot this thing." The doctor muttered to himself as he fumbled around his thick plaid coat searching for the sonic screwdriver. A voice shouted out to him.

"Doctor! Will you cut it out with the racket! I'm trying to sleep!"

The doctor turned to see Helen, his companion dressed in her pajamas, her thick red hair ruffled beyond repair.

"Oh don't use that tone Helen, we're friends aren't we?"

"We will be once you stop the noise."

"Oh, come now this is exciting!" Helen looked on with a stern face, and sighed. The Tardis console let out a burst of hundreds of sparks.

"Oh you're no fun, why did I ever bring you along in the first place?"

Helen casually approached the Tardis console, she poked and prodded controls very deliberately, but in a haphazard pattern. The TARDIS calmed down.

"Oh yes… that's why."

"What's going on in here?" a voice inquired.

The Doctor and Helen turned to find Desmond, the doctor's other companion, looking on curiously.

"I'm not sure Desmond, the Tardis decided to go all… wonky on me suddenly." He plucked his sonic screwdriver from his pocket and scanned the console several times before the screwdriver let out a high pitched beep. The Doctor peered into to the device.

"Oh dear…." The doctor said before realizing his companions were looking at him stoically, "That's… no problem at all…."

Helen and Desmond crossed their arms simultaneously. You see, the Doctor had promised to take them to the galaxy Alison for months and they thought they would finally be able to do it. This whole business with the TARDIS going wonky didn't come at the best time.

"Oh sorry you two, but it seems something else has popped up."

Desmond let out a sigh and asked, "What is it?"

"That's the spirit Desmond!" the doctor sparked with enthusiasm "Well, it's not anything big, just a minor curiosity. "

"Doctor, what is it?"

"Oh, a hole in the universe is ripping open." The doctor turned and began looking at the monitors of the console.

"Um… doctor, that seems like a bit more that a minor curiosity."

"Really? Do you think so? Helen, what do you think?"

"I'm with Desmond, that's much more ominous than the other things we've been through. "

The doctor quickly stood up and snapped, "Oy! I'm the doctor, you're the companion; you're supposed to agree with me."

The doctor pointed to himself and stated "Doctor" then he pointed to Helen and stated "Companion". She rolled her eyes. He repeated this several times before one of the monitors began flashing red. An alarm blared out of the speakers.

"Ok, according to you two, that sound should be very very bad!" The doctor announced. He strolled over to the console and looked into the monitor.

"Yup, definitely bad! The hole has finished opening, something not from this universe just entered this universe."

"And that's… bad?"

"Oh yes, very bad Desmond, This hole, it's not a rip or a tear, it's elegantly cut, very efficient. Not only that, but my Tardis was alerted to the anomaly, but it's something more; the Tardis wasn't just alerted, it was… worried. Only one civilization is capable of such a thing."

"And who would that be doctor?" Helen asked, nervous.

The doctor looked at her, his enthusiastic expression from earlier was long gone.

"Time Lords", he whispered. "Time lords…"