The tenth regeneration of the Doctor knew when his time had come, he had been feeling a strange sensation in the air for days, out of the ordinary but oh so familiar.
The planet that he had just saved had seemed like a normal one when he had first landed his TARDIS. For a moment he had thought that it was Earth, and had started to reminisce about Rose, Martha and Donna but stopped immediately when he saw the blue skinned woman carrying what looked like a brown cat.
"Hello" he had greeted the woman, and tickled the cat under its chin.
She had been most accommodating telling him all about the cute little animals that had appeared one morning, seemingly out of no where.
They had quickly become the pet of choice, everyone had to have one.
He had noticed then that everyone had one, a girl had one in a basket of her bike, a boy had one sitting on his head, and a man had one peaking out of his coat pocket.
He was almost tempted to get one himself, but being a time lord he had seen many things, and the sweet cat with its twinkling eyes was no temptation to him.
He had said goodbye to the woman and was just about to leave, when he noticed a picture stuck to a nearby lamp post. Underneath the smiling girl were the words, "murdered in New Sec Park, witnesses required."
"Have you heard about this?" he had asked the woman pointing at the sign.
She had shrugged, "who hasn't?" she had commented, "the deaths are all over the news."
"Deaths?"
"Yeah, mysterious ones, people have been found all over the city, not a mark on them, but all the liquid in their bodies had been drained."
The Doctor had pursed his lips at this; he had made it his mission for more years than he cared to remember to protect the innocent.
He had soon found out what was happening, that the cute little animals were really space vampires, conquering a planet through their cuteness, they then proceeded to suck it dry.
The Doctor had stopped them but not before one of them had bitten him, taken some of his blood, and now he was dying, though he knew that he would regenerate.
"But what a way to die" he had moaned, as he had stumbled into the TARDIS, "death by cat."
And as he flung out his arms, the light bursting from him, he didn't notice the small cat that mewed at his feet, caught up in the light.