Their Burning Hatred
Hate.
All they knows is hate. That was all they must know to win. To destroy every single, living organism in the universe. For them to be victorious all they have to know is hate.
All they must know is hate.
And all they know is hatred.
But they were lying. They didn't just feel hatred towards anything other than themselves.
They felt fear.
They feared him.
They feared the Oncoming Storm.
No matter how many times they try to kill him, he keeps coming back for them. He won't ever stop.
But neither will they.
They had billions of them.
He was only himself.
Just one. It only takes one of him to kill them all. To almost kill them all. But they will still survive.
Their hatred keeps them going. His his hatred on them keeps him going. In the end they both rely on the same thing... hatred.
No matter how many times he denies it. He needed it. He needed the burning pain of anger and hate to bring himself to destroy them. Without his hatred they will win.
Without their hatred he will win.
Neither of them will ever win. But still they fight. And still he kills them all. All except one. It only takes one of them to bring their species back. But then he finds them and tears them down before they could kill everything, before they could achieve what they have never reached.
Their hatred runs deep.
Too deep for it to ever be gone completely.
Even if one of them does succeed in killing the other, their hatred will never die. It will still be there.
No matter how far he runs he'll never escape the hatred.
No matter how many lives they take their hatred will never run out.
Their hatred was too strong.
The hatred will out live both of them in the end.
As the universe collapses in on itself... it will still be there. Waiting for someone to need it. But no one will ever the need their hatred.
For they are all dead.
Humans.
Robots.
Viruses.
Daleks.
...
Time Lords.
Everything will be destroyed but the hate.
Their hatred is burning them alive.
But they refused to stop. They refused to let go of their hatred, for it they do then who will they become? Their hatred makes them everything they are, and without it, who are they?
Hatred.
It will kill us all in the end.
Even you, Doctor.
You think your above it, the hatred.
You think it's beneath you.
But you Doctor, are beneath the hatred.
Hate always wins.
So who's side are you on?
Denying your hatred? Like our fearless Time Lord.
Or accepting it? Using it to win, like the cruel Daleks?
Pick your side, before it is chosen for you.
Their burning hatred will live on... forever!