This was written after seeing the Minisode, The Night of the Doctor, with Paul McGann as The Eighth Doctor, when he regenerates into, John Hurt, The War Doctor.
"EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!"
The sound of Dalek guns permiated the air, the sounds of explosions sounded as the creatures came through the city. The oldest city in the universe. Gunshots rang out, "MY VISION IS IMPAIRED! I CANT SEE!" A man in a long coat ran through the fray, carrying a strange weapon, it a some sort of long gun. He stopped, taking a knee and took aim at a Dalek. He fired, an electric blue beam shot out and struck the creature, sending shrapnal and bits of the creature in all directions.
He quickly stood and ran off towards the large building in the center of the city, skirting around corners and jumped over fallen pillars, the strange gun across his back, it bouncing some as he ran. He skidded to a stop, hearing something coming, and looked up, seeing Davros's ship, the leader of the Daleks, on fire. He watched it streak across the night sky and...towards the Nightmare Child.
The man had no choice but to look away as the creature's jaws snapped shut. He moved on towards the city's center as quickly as his long legs would carry him. He ran up the steps to the capital, bursting through the doors, kicking them shut, this was the only place that hadnt been touched by the Daleks, yet. 'Where are you. Come on, where are you.' There was a shout and the nameless man ran towards it.
He ran through the halls of the capital, bursting into a room, seeing the counsle of Time Lords were meeting, and the Lord President, Rassilon was speaking to the large ampathearter. "We will assend to consiousness alone!" The nameless man listened in, "We will assend until the Time Vortex is ripped in two!" 'He's insane! I have to stop this.' He thought.
He turned upon hearing the cries of his people, being exterminated like pests. He growled, 'I could have prevented this! This war could have been prevented! I was to sentamental! No more! THIS WAR ENDS NOW!' He moved out of the large building, blue eyes blazing like fire. He moved towards his TARDIS and unlocked the door.
He moved inside and closed the doors, he moved around the console, prepairing his TARIDS for flight. Once off of the planet, he moved through the console room, down the hall and out of sight. He moved up the stairs to a...delapidated room, moving inside and closed the door. In the middle of the room was a large firey ruby, that the Time Lords refered to as The Moment. He moved towards it, his palms already beginning to sweat with nervousness.
He stepped up onto the dias that surrounded the large firey ruby, looking at it. Could he do it? Could he really destroy his own people and planet. To save the whole of creation, he would have no choice.