A policeman walks by the IM Foreman scrap yard sign, soon walking past the sign for Coal Hill School, the Chairman of the School Governors being Ian Chesterton. In a classroom, located two meters from the loo and water fountain and twelve meters from the library, Clara Oswald, who was recently hired, writes on her clear whiteboard a quote from Marcus Aurelius.
"Waste no time arguing about what a good man should be," she said to her class, some who were anxiously looking at the clock as they were awaiting the end of school. "Be one."
Brrrring!
The students get up from their seats as they leave the classroom, as one of the fellow teachers, Adrian Davies, rushes into her classroom. He pants, Clara giving him an odd look. "Have you been running," she asked, Adrian continuing to pant as Clara had no idea why he'd be running.
"Are you okay," he asks. "There was a call for you at the office, from your doctor."
Clara smiled, excited about continuing to travel with the Doctor. "Did he leave an address," she asked. He handed her a peice of paper and she was off.
Clara stops at the crest of a hill and looks down to where the TARDIS is on the side of the road. She smiles and continues on. She honks the horn as she gets closer and the doors open. She stopped the motorcycle just before it hit the concial. The DOCTOR looks up from his book "Advanced Quantum Mechanics" at her arrival but doesn't look over. He licks his finger and turns a page while Clara removes her helmet.
"Draught," was all he said to her. She smiled and with a snap of her fingers, the doors closed.
the Doctor wore a burgundy cashmere coat, black waistcoat with a light pattern, black jeans, brown leathers boots and a plain purple bow tie.
The Doctor closed his book and asked, "Fancy a week in ancient Mesopotamia followed by a trip to future Mars?"
"Will there be cocktails," Clara asked, craving a cocktail.
"On the Moon
"The Moon'll do!"
They both laugh, meet halfway and hugged. The DOCTOR lifting and spinning Clara around. "How's the new job," he asked, curious of how Clara thinks of Coal Hill. "Teach anything good?"
"No," Clara joked. "Learn anything?"
"Not a thing."
They raise their hands and slap in a double high-five. At that moment, there is a clunking sound and they both look up to the ceiling. The scanner suddenly read:
ALERT
TARDIS INTERFERENCE DETECTED
The Tardis shook, the Doctor grabbing the console and Clara grabbing the railing to her right. "What's happening," Clara asked, unsure of what was actually going on.
"Whoa, whoa," the Doctor exclaimed, the Tardis continuing to rock as he almost lost his balance. "We're taking off, but the engines aren't going."
/
Outside of the Tardis, the lifting grappling hook from the helicopter grabs the top of the Tardis, taking it off the ground. "Windmill Eleven to Greyhouse leader," the pilot called into his com. "Blue Eagle is airborne. Ready to receive. We're on our way."
Inside the Tardis, The Doctor and Clara hold on to the console as the TARDIS sways. The Doctor heads for the door as he knew what he had to do.
He had to make a phone call.
/
Kate and her personal assistant, Osgood, stand outside the White Tower. Around Osgood's neck, she wears a scarf almost identical to the Fourth Doctor's. Kate's phone, which is in Osgood's lab coat pocket, picks it up as she answers.
"Hello," she answered inquisitively. "Kate Stewart's phone. Oh, hold on."
Osgood put the phone to her shoulder, running over to Kate, as she accidentally bumps into a man, quickly apologizing as she ran up to Kate, who was sitting on a bench. "Ma'am," she called. Kate was too busy looking at the remote control ravens. "Ma'am!"
"The ravens are looking a bit sluggish," Kate commented, not turning to look at her personal assistant. "Tell Malcom they need new batteries."
"It's him," Osgood informed. "Sorry, it's your personal phone, but, I recognized the ring tone. It's him, isn't it?"
Osgood took a few deep breaths, Kate figuring that she needed her inhaler. "Inhaler," Kate ordered, Osgood nodding in agreement as she retrieved it from her lab coat, using it as Kate took her phone, getting off the bench. "Doctor, hello," Kate greeted, last encountering the Doctor during the Year of the Slow Invasion. "We found the Tardis in a scrap yard. I'm having it brought in."
/
The Doctor hangs out of the door, his coat flying in the wind, using the emergency external telephone. "No kidding," he responded, looking below at some of London's landmarks.
/
"Where are you," Kate asked through the phone.
/
The Doctor holds up towards the helicopter as they fly over the Thames.
/
"Oh, my God," Kate exclaimed, shocked that the Doctor was still inside the Tardis, which she was not expecting. "Oh, Doctor, I'm sorry. We had no idea you were still in there." She put her phone up to her shoulder, turning her com device back on. "Come on." Kate began to walk off, Osgood following.
/
"Roger," the pilot responded. "New heading two zero seven. Changing course."
The helicopter turn sent the Doctor falling backwards out the door, Clara luckily grabbing hold of the Doctor by his feet. "Doctor, can you hear me," Kate's voice asked, which could be heard by the telephone that was dangling beside his ear.
He grabbed it, holding it to his ear. "Next time, would it kill you to knock," he asked, a bit cross at his current situation.
/
"I'm having you taken directly to the scene," Kate responded, continuing to walk as Osgood attempted to match her speed, but, due to her asthma, she could not. "Doctor, hello, are you okay?"
/
"Whoa," he exclaimed. "I'm just going to pop you on hold."
The Doctor's feet suddenly slip from Clara's hands as she gets a horrified look on her face. "Doctor," she yelled.
She climbed to the edge, looking down as she saw that he had changed his position, hanging onto the base of the Tardis. He laughed amusingly, looking down as he saw Nelson's Column a few hundred feet below him.
/
The helicopter hovers about a meter off the ground, the Doctor dropping from the base as he walks out from under it, the helicopter gently setting the Tardis on the ground as Clara walks out. The two of them realize that they were in Trafalgar Square, along with numerous armored UNIT soldiers, Kate Stewart and Osgood. "Atten-shun," one of the soldiers hollered.
The Doctor saluted, which was alien of him. "Why am I saluting," he asked himself, suddenly returning his hand beside his hip.
"Doctor, as Chief Scientific Officer, may I extend the official apologies of UNIT," Kate said.
"Kate Lethbridge Stewart, a word to the wise," the Doctor began. "As I'm sure your father would have told you, I don't like being picked up."
"That probably sounded better in his head," Clara reassured, the Doctor's words most likely sending off a different message.
"I'm acting on instructions direct from the throne," Kate responded. "Sealed orders from her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth the First."
Kate retrieves an envelope from her coat, handing it to the Doctor as it is sealed by a red seal. "The Queen," Clara asked, confused on how Queen Elizabeth I could have told Kate to do what she dead, due to being dead for over four hundred years. "The First? Sorry, Elizabeth the First?"
"Her credentials are inside," Kate informed. The Doctor was about to break the seal, Kate pointing to the National Gallery. "No. Inside."
The Doctor nodded, putting the envelope in his coat as they began walking. He turns, seeing Osgood wearing the scarf that was almost identical to his Fourth incarnation's. "Nice scarf," he commented.
"What's our cover story for this," Kate asked Osgood, not wanting to have the entire population of the United Kingdom going in a frenzy about a possible alien invasion.
"Er, Derren Brown," Osgood responded, blaming the incident on English illusionist.
Kate could not believe that Osgood blamed the incident on Derren Brown. "Again?"
"Oh, we sent him flowers," Osgood added, Kate thinking to herself that flowers won't solve the blaming.
The Doctor and Clara soon see that Kate caught up with them, a soldier escorting them in. The Doctor and Clara walk ahead into the National Gallery. "Did you know her, Elizabeth the First," Clara asked, curious of the connection between the Doctor and Queen Elizabeth I.
"Unified Intelligence Task Force," the Doctor responded, ignoring Clara's question.
"Sorry," Clara asked in confusion.
"This lot. UNIT. They investigate alien stuff. Anything alien."
"What, like you?"
"I work for them them."
Clara was flabbergasted by the concept of the Doctor, who's so alien and wears ridiculous bowties, to have a proper job. "You have a job?"
"Why shouldn't I have a job," the Doctor responded, offended that Clara thought he could not handle a job. "I'd be brilliant at having a job."
"You don't have a job," Clara concluded, the idea being too fiction for her to believe him.
"I do. This is my job. I'm doing it now."
"You never have a job," Clara responded, still thinking the Doctor couldn't handle a job.
"I do. I do."
They enter a large room, with a painting covered by a white sheet as two armored UNIT guards unveil the painting, removing the sheet as the Doctor and Clara stare at the painting, the Doctor immediately recognizing it as being the fall of Arcadia. The Citadel on fire is depicted, the Doctor remembering witnessing it. "Elizabeth's credentials, Doctor," Kate informed, walking up beside him.
"That's impossible," Clara exclaimed.
"No more," the Doctor stated, acknowledging that that was the title of the painting.
"That's the title," Kate responded, telling the Doctor the title even though he already knew it.
"I know the title," the Doctor responded.
"Also known as Gallifrey Falls," Kate added.
The Doctor shook his head. "This painting doesn't belong here, not in this time or place."
"What is it," Kate inquired.
"It's the fall of Arcadia, Gallifrey's second city."
"But how is it doing that, how is it in 3D," Clara asked, stepping forward as the picture suddenly became bigger.
"Time Lord art," the Doctor commented. "Bigger on the inside. A slice of real time, frozen."
"Elizabeth told us where to find it, and it's significance," Kate informed.
Clara stands back by the Doctor, taking her hand as he gets traumatizing memories of the Time War. "You okay," Clara asked, knowing that the Time War was a life changing event for him.
"He was there," he commented.
"I don't understand," Clara responded confused.
"Me. The other me. The one I don't talk about. The one you saw in my time stream."
"I still don't understand."
"I've had many faces, many lives. I don't admit to all of them. There's one life I've tried very hard to forget. He was the Doctor who fought in the Time War, and that was the day he did it. The day I did it. The day he killed them all. The last day of the Time War. The war to end all wars between my people and the Daleks. And in that battle there was a man with more blood on his hands than any other, a man who would commit a crime that would silence the universe. And that man was me."
/
The Last Day of the Time War
Arcadia, Gallifrey's second city, is now the main target for the Dalek's attack. Gallifreyan soldiers in armor, flying Daleks with the soldiers firing at them as building deteriorate into rubble. The citizens of Arcadia flee, with help from Gallifreyan soldiers. "Get them away from here," a Gallifreyan soldier yelled to his comrade. "Get them away from here now!"
The soldier nodded, fleeing with the Gallifreyans.
BOOM!
The Gallifreyan soldier turned, seeing half a dozen bronze Daleks emerge. "Exterminate," they all exclaimed, differing in pitches from high to low. "Exterminate! Exterminate!"
They aimed the gun stick at the soldier, the soldier tossing his gun to the side, putting his hands on his head as he accepts his defeat. "Do it then," the Gallifreyan soldier said under his breath.
The Daleks pointed their gun sticks at the soldier, firing as the blast hit the soldier, who hollered in pain as he tumbled to the ground.
On the other side of Arcadia, a Gallifreyan soldier manages to get away from three Daleks, hitting behind a concrete wall as he speaks into his com device. "Message for the High Council, Priority Omega," he said into the com device. "Arcadia has fallen. I repeat, Arcadia has fallen."
The soldier turns, seeing the Type 40 Tardis that belonged to one of the main warriors of this long and terrible war. The owner of the Type 40 Tardis began to come towards him, looking aged and weary. The War Doctor.
He had deep silver, short, spiky hair, green-brown eyes, wrinkles as he had fought in the Time War for hundreds of years and had sported a white mustache and beard. He wore a distressed leather overcoat with a bandolier secured on the left side of his chest, a Victorian waistcoat similar to his Eighth incarnation with a fob chain, a frayed scarf that had a zig-zag pattern, aged trousers and combat boots with weather gaiters. He approached the soldier, who was unsure of what the War Doctor was going to do.
"Soldier, I'm going to need your gun," the War Doctor requested, the soldier finding his request peculiar.
Three Daleks approach fleeing Gallifreyans, the Gallifreyans stopping as they figured that this was their demise. "Exterminate," the Daleks proclaimed. "Exterminate! Exterminate!"
"Please," a Gallifreyan man pleaded, trying to save the lives of his family. "Please, just don't."
The Gallifreyans closed their eyes out of fear, but they were surprised by what the Daleks said. "Alert! Alert! The Doctor is detected."
"The Doctor is surrounded," a high-pitched Dalek shouted.
"Inform the High Command we have the Doctor. Seek, locate, destroy."
The Doctor fires the blaster, etching the following words in the concrete wall:
NO MORE
"Find the Doctor," the high-pitched Dalek ordered. "Find him and exterminate!"
The Tardis smashes through the concrete wall, smashing into the Daleks as they are destroyed, two-thirds of them being destroyed as the final Dalek, who was near death, discovered the words etched into the wall. "What are these words? Explain. Explain!"
It exploded, a large ball of flame surrounding it.
/
War Room- The Citadel
"The High Council is in emergency session," Androgar, a member of Gallifrey High Command, informed the General. "They have plans of their own."
"To hell with the High Council," the General shouted, stressed out because of the Last Great Time War. "Their plans have already failed. Gallifrey's still in the line of fire. So, he was there then?" The General was referring to one of the more strategic and violent soldiers of this war, the Doctor.
"He left a message, a written warning for the Daleks," Androgar informed. "He's a fool."
"No, he's a madman."
The building begins to shake, the High Command members grabbing things to hold keep their balances. "As you can see, sir, all Dalek fleets surrounding the planet now converging on the Capital, but the Sky Trenches are holding," Androgar told.
BOOM!
"Where did he go next," the General asked, seeing that the Doctor just took his Tardis, travelling to a location.
"What does it matter? This is their biggest attack ever, sir. They're throwing everything at us!"
"Sir, we have a security breach to the Time Vaults," a Time Lady of the High Command informed.
"The Omega Arsenal, where all the forbidden weapons are locked away," the General said, knowing that must've been the Doctor's next location.
"They're not forbidden anymore," Androgar commented. "We've used them all against the Daleks."
The General knew that his fellow High Command member was one because there was one weapon he knew that no other Time Lord or Lady would use unless the circumstances were so dire. He turned to Androgar, staring at him. "No," he proclaimed. "No we haven't."
They leave the War Room, heading down a long corridor that lead to the Omega Arsenal. They all enter, a large black plinth that held the most dangerous weapon created by the ancient Gallifreyans and in the universe, was now empty. "The Moment is gone," the General announced, the prospect sending chills down his spine.
"I don't understand," Androgar responded. "What is the Moment? I've never heard of it."
"The galaxy eater. The final work of the ancients of Gallifrey. A weapon so powerful, the operating system became sentient. According to legend, it developed a conscience."
"And we've never used it," Androgar commented.
"How do you use a weapon of ultimate mass destruction when it can stand in judgment on you? There is only one man who would even try."
/
"Time Lords of Gallifrey, Daleks of Skaro, I serve notice to you all. Too long I have stayed my hand. No more. Today you leave me no choice. Today, this war will end. No more. No more."
The War Doctor shifts the sack containing the Moment that's on his back as he walks on the desert planet, which is about half of a light year away from Gallifrey. He's miles away from the Tardis as he suddenly sees an old and abandoned barn. He pushes the door open, confirming that the barn was empty. He puts the sack down on the ground, pulling out the Moment, which was a brass inlaid clockwork box. He sets it on the floor of the barn, it's operation complex to the Doctor.
"How, how do you work," the War Doctor inquired aloud. "Why is there never a big red button?"
He hears mysterious scuffing noises, deciding to get up and investigate as he opens the door, just seeing the seemingly never ending sand of the planet. "It's nothing," a woman informed. Shocked, the War Doctor turns around, seeing a blonde woman sitting on the Moment. "It's just a wolf," she continued.
"Don't sit on that," the War Doctor ordered.
"Why not?"
The War Doctor grabbed her arm, picking her up and heading towards. "Because it's not a chair, it's the most dangerous in the universe," he responded, pushing her outside.
He shut the door, now knowing he had to activate the Moment, destroying his home, people and enemies. "Why can't it be both," the same woman asked, the War Doctor turning around to see the same blonde woman he threw out earlier, sitting on the Moment. "Why did you park so far away," the woman asked. "Didn't you want her to see it?"
"Want who to see," the War Doctor asked, confused on who the woman was referring to.
"The Tardis. You walked for miles, and miles and miles and miles and miles."
"I was thinking-."
"I heard you," the woman interrupted the War Doctor.
"You heard me," the War Doctor inquired, still suspicious about the woman's identity.
"No more. No more."
"No more."
"No more," the woman continued to mock. "No more."
"Stop it," the War Doctor ordered.
"No more," the woman mocked one more time, smiling.
"Who are you," the War Doctor inquired, but was soon distracted when the Moment made a noise, the War Doctor turning his attention to it. "It's activating. Get out of here."
He reaches down, trying to take hold of the box, only to be burnt. "Ow," he exclaimed.
"What's wrong," the woman asked.
"The interface is hot."
"Well, I do my best," the woman responded.
"There's a power source inside," the War Doctor responded, suddenly realizing that the woman's comment gave away her identity, being the physical interface of the Moment. "You're the interface?"
"They must've told you the Moment had a conscience," the Moment said. "Hello!" She waved, smiling. "Oh, look at you. Stuck between a girl and a box. Story of your life, eh, Doctor?"
"You know me," the War Doctor asked.
"I hear you. All of you, jangling around in that dusty old head of yours. That celery on your lapel and that question mark umbrella! I chose this face and form especially for you. It's from your past. Or possibly your future. I always get those two mixed up."
"I don't have a future," the War Doctor stated, planning to kill himself after he destroyed Gallifrey and the Daleks.
"I think I'm called Rose Tyler. No. Yes. No, sorry, no, no, in this form, I'm called Bad Wolf, Blaidd Drwg. Are you afraid of the big bad Wolf, Doctor?"
"Stop calling me Doctor."
"That's the name in your head."
"It shouldn't be. I've been fighting this war for a long time. I've lost the right to be the Doctor."
"Then you're the one to save us," the Moment commented.
"Yes."
"If I ever develop an ego, you've got the job," the Moment commented again.
"If you have been inside my head, then you know what I've seen," the War Doctor pointed out. "The suffering. Every moment in time and space is burning. It must end, and I to end it the only way I can."
"And you're going to use me to end it by killing them all, Daleks and Time Lord alike," the Moment responded. "I could, but there will be consequences for you."
"I have no desire to survive this," the War Doctor commented, melancholic about the actions he was about to do.
"Then that's your punishment," the Moment responded. "If you do this, if you kill them all, then that's the consequence. You live. Gallifrey. You're going to burn it, and all those Daleks with it, but all those children too. How many children on Gallifrey right now?"
The War Doctor knew that the Moment was guilt-tripping him so he would not use the Moment, but he knew he had to. "I don't know," he responded.
"One day you will count them," the Moment informed, preparing him for his future. "One terrible night. Do you want to see what that will turn you into? Come on, aren't you curious?"
The Moment opened a whirring portal, the War Doctor standing back up. "I'm opening the windows on your future," the Moment informed. "A tangle in time through the days to come, to the man today will make you."
Unexpectedly, a fez drops and a muffin with 2 bite marks came through the portal. "Okay, I wasn't expecting that," the Moment commented, the origin of the fez and muffin a mystery to both the War Doctor and the Moment.
/
Somewhere in another universe.
"RUN!" Somepony yelled as he and his assiatant galloped through the halls of an exploding metal ship as fast as they can. One was a male brown pony while the other was a grey pegasas. They both ran down until the saw a door. His assistant flew to the door and opened it for him as he raced inside and she closed it. "Excellent job, my dear."
"Anytime" his assistant said blushes as they walked calmly to the Tardis. "You know after an adventure like this, I think we deserve a break."
"Capital idea!" he said as he opened the door for her. "How does a nice picnic sound?"
"Sounds like fun, but first we need to talk to Carrottop about our treasures." She said as she went in.
He nodded as he walked in and went to the controls. "Quite right. We'll pop in see how their doing and see if she can watch them a little longer for us to have that picnic."
She blushed and smiled at him. "Sounds like a plan."
He pulled a lever and said the her with a smile. "Just another day for Doctor Whooves and Ditzy Doo!"