A/N: Hola peoples of the world. Here's my new fic. All credit goes to Smart Girl cause it was her idea, I just did the wordage. Hope you like it, and please review!

Note- this is in an AU of Leviathan, where Volger didn't stay with the Darwinists when Alek and his men went back to the castle with Deryn and Dr. Barlow. This takes place during Leviathan when they're preparing to bring food to the ship, and I'm not sure about the timeline of DW, but I'll figure that out before it becomes important.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Chapter One

Prince Aleksandar von Hohenberg was 467 years old, had lived through the Great Time War of Gallifrey, was heir to the throne of Austria-Hungary, and had walked his father's TARDIS all the way to Switzerland. And yet sitting in the castle with the Darwinists and his men, he felt young, weak, and completely alone.

"You do know we've put those people in danger, don't you?" Volger asked as he helped Alek load cargo onto the Stormwalker.

The prince sighed. "The Germans were after them long before we came. I haven't put them in any more danger than they were already in."

Volger glanced at him cautiously. "The Germans may have used their human weapons against the Darwinists had we stayed properly hidden." He glared at Alek to show he believed it was completely Alek's fault that they hadn't. "But now that we're here, and the Germans know that…"

Alek stepped back from the walker and stared at the Hapsburg crest engraved on the side. "They'll bring the Daleks into the fight too," he realized. "We'll get all these people exterminated, as well as ourselves."
"All because you had to be a superhero," Volger agreed, glaring at him.

Alek sighed and closed his eyes so he wouldn't have to look at the man. "I came to this planet to help people, Volger. That's what Time Lords do!"

"No!" the count snapped, making Alek jump and open his eyes again. "No, Alek, that is not what Time Lords do. That is what one Time Lord does, and he is a madman with a box. Do you understand me? You may be a native of Gallifrey, but you are also the prince of Austria, and I will not have you turning into the Doctor. He was a fool, Alek, and he got banished from Gallifrey long before the Time War began."

"So did we!" Alek pointed out angrily.

"Yes, but we came back to fight for our side! The Doctor destroyed the Time Lords! Nearly destroyed us!"

Alek turned to face his mentor, glaring as hard as he could. "Volger, the Doctor helped us in that war!"
"You regenerated five times!" Volger roared. "How is that helping?"

"That wasn't the Doctor's fault!" Alek shouted back. "We were being ambushed by Daleks- laser guns against crowbar and sonic screwdriver! If it weren't for the Doctor, I would've regenerated twice that many times, and probably wouldn't have survived at all! If it weren't for the Doctor, there would be no prince of Austria!"

There was a moment of cold, harsh silence as the two Time Lords glared at each other, their fists clenched, their total of four hearts thumping.

A loud crunch made them finally break eye contact, spinning towards the sound. Dylan Sharp was leaning against the Stormwalker, watching them with one eyebrow raised, a half-eaten apple in his hand.

"What in blazes are you two blethering about?" the boy asked.

Volger growled and stomped away to the castle, leaving Alek alone with the midshipman. The prince sighed. "Nothing, Dylan. It's nothing."

Dylan slowly took another bite of his apple, obviously not believing him. "Right then. The lady boffin said to tell you we should get going soon. The bumrags who shot us down could come back any time. And with reinforcements."

Alek nodded. "Yes, yes, I suppose you're right…" He sighed and rubbed his forehead tiredly. If it were up to him, he would leave the food with the Darwinists, then take his men in the TARDIS and disappear. At least that way the Daleks would leave the Leviathan alone.

Dylan frowned at him. "Alek? You all right?"
He nodded and turned away from the boy. "I'm fine, Dylan. It's just… the Germans have weapons you could never dream of. I'm afraid that if your captain doesn't let us go… I'm afraid they'll send those weapons after you."

"What kind of weapons?" Dylan asked. "Tell Captain Hobbes—maybe we can defend ourselves!"

Alek shook his head. "No. There's nothing you can do. The only way to save yourselves it to let us go."

Even facing away from him, Alek could tell Dylan was watching him suspiciously. A hand touched his shoulder, making the prince flinch.

"Alek," Dylan said softly. "What's wrong?"
Alek took a deep breath and turned to face his friend. He opened his mouth to explain everything and—

"EXTERMINATE!"

"Get down!" Alek shoved Dylan into the snow as blue light lit up the air and an explosive hole appeared in the castle wall.

"Barking spiders!" Dylan exclaimed, his voice an octave higher than usual. "What was that?!"

"Dylan, get inside the castle!" Alek commanded, slowly getting to his feet. "Keep yourself and Dr. Barlow away from the doors, and send Volger out here. Tell him to bring the sonic- he'll know what it means. Now hurry!"

Alek turned away, trusting his friend to follow orders. He grabbed an iron crowbar from behind the Stormwalker and hefted it bravely, searching for the alien that had tried to shoot him.

"Show yourself!" he called out, the words echoing in the empty air. "Come out, you coward, I'm not scared of you!"
For ten horrible seconds, there was silence. Then:

"TIME LORD."

Alek flinched at the sound. The voice that had been in his nightmares for months was now suddenly too real.

"TIME LORD! DALEKS ARE SUPREME. YOU SHALL BE EXTERMINATED!"

Alek took a deep breath and held his crowbar high. "Come and fight me!"

With a loud scraping noise, the Dalek slid out from where it had been hiding, the gun that served as one of its arms pointed straight at Alek.

"EXTERMINATE."

At the last possible second, Alek dropped to the ground and a laser even bigger than what the Dalek shot hit it straight in the face, blowing its head off.

Alek jumped to his feet and spun around, staring at Count Volger, who was dramatically pointing a smoking wrench at the Dalek's remains.

"I told you to bring out the sonic, Volger. Not the laser wrench."

The count shrugged and tucked the wrench in his belt. "The sonic wouldn't have saved you from getting killed." He paused for a moment, watching the prince carefully. "I told you this would happen."

Alek sighed. "I know."

"We can't stay here now."

Alek looked at the snowy ground. "I know."

Volger sighed. "But we can't leave the Darwinists here." Alek looked up hopefully. "Get Dylan and Dr. Barlow in the TARDIS—I'll ready the men."

Volger spun around dramatically and retreated to the castle. Alek up at the TARDIS his father had left him, its Chameleon Circuit disguising it as a Cyklop Stormwalker, and grinned.

He was finally going to travel again.

A/N: There's chapter one. I hope you liked it. Please review!