Disclaimer: Hey there, Destinies Trek here, and finally with new story. Well anyway, I've been pretty busy for the last few... Months, but now things were finally beginning to slow down again. Any way, let's get this show on the road before I start babbling uncontrollably... I don't own Digimon nor Doctor Who, now matter how I may fanaticize... So, DON'T SUE ME!!!
"Captain, we're exiting temporal orbit!" Shouted the commander. The heart of the ship was pulsing away, as the small crew of five rode the shockwave of temporal energy to their escape. The captain, as she called herself, was holding onto the consol of the ship, as the death cries of both their homeworld of Gallifrey, and the race of the Dalek's as they were both wiped out in literally the blink of an eye. Both her, and her companions where originally supposed to be on a scouting mission in the past to when the Doctor had first made contact with the who called himself "The God of the Dalek's", and therefore, completed the Genesis of the species. But, their mission had failed, and they where immediately captured by the Dalek's of their own time. Most of the crew had been killed. But still, they at least, survived.
"Prepare to make the jump through the time vortex! Once we're in, we can follow the Doctor to safety!" Shouted the captain. The young human woman, whom called herself Sora, manipulated several of the controls on one of the control panels, as she guided the ship along the shockwaves leading edge. The captain couldn't help but like the more than normal semi-intelligent human whom she had rescued from the Dalek fortress. She knew exactly how to use the ship's controls in such a way, that even she was impressed.
"Entering temporal vortex!" Shouted the Professor, as he too, worked his panel. He was an old man, at the end of his last life. He had already regenerated the limited thirteen times that all Timeloard's where limited too. But no matter what he seemed like, the man had had a long, but largely uneventful life. He had once told him, that while he was in the Dalek prison; while in one of their torture devices, his entire life flashed before his eyes... Eventually, he got board, and began shouting for the Dalek's to just kill him.
"I've got the TARDIS on scanners!!" Shouted Kunji from the last consol. He was the other human whom the captain had helped to liberate from the Dalek fortress. He, along with Sora, where both time agents from the era of the ninth great and bountiful human empire. While he may not have been as intelligent as the other human, he was still an excellent tactician. The ship lurched beneath their feet, as the shockwave of temporal energy caught up to them.
"Professor, stabilize the quantum transducers!" Shouted the commander, as he tried to stabilize the vessel. Several capacitors exploded, as an overload of power from the main grid rerouted through them. The captain tried to bleed off the power surge, but, as fate would have it, the only way to do that, would be to shut down the engines.
"I'm sorry commander... But the quaniton coals are fused! There's just that I can- AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" Shouted the Professor, as he was thrown clear across the control center, as the consol that he was working on exploded.
"Professor!!!" Shouted Sora from her place next to where the elderly Timeloard had once stood. The captain stole a glance over to her fallen comrade. She saw blood gush out from a huge gash on the left side of his head, along various other wounds scattered across the top half of his body. The Captain pushed what had happened to the back of her mind. Right now, there where more important things at stake. The deck beneath the group's feet lurched again, as another phase of the wave hit the ship, causing several more conduits to overload.
"We can't keep this up for much longer!" Shouted Kunji from the captain's side. He looked back down at his controls.
"Shit! He's right! At this rate, we'll create a temporal implosion!" Thought the Captain. She closed her eyes, as she began shutting down the engines. She herd the steady pulse of the ship's heart disappear from the rumbling, and groaning of the ship, as it was pulled apart.
"Captain, what the hell are you doing!?" Asked Sora from the panel across from him. She opened her eyes, and looked over at the human woman.
"That's it. Game over, we've lost." She said, in her normal, and unusually clam voice. The lurching of the deck beneath the remaining group of four stopped, as the ship stabilized. They all looked around the dark room that was all but deadly quiet. Outside, they could still hear the death throws of the Timewar. As so many trillions of people died.
"What have you done, Captain?" Asked the commander. The Captain did nothing, except give the younger Timeloard a stern look.
"The only thing I could do... I've preserved our kind. Here, in the abyss." She said. She looked back down at the now dead controls, as what little life that was left in them vanished. Pulled back into the heart of the ship, where it would be preserved until the rest of the ship could be given a chance to heal. The ship itself was an intelligent being, but it's only will, was to serve the Timeloard's, and their quest to preserve all of time. But even it had it's limits. The deck lurched again, as the rumbling outside the side disappeared, only to be replaced with something, else. Something far worse.
"What the hell was that!?" Asked Kunji, as he reactivated his consol.
"That... Was a time-space rupture...?" She said in her calm voice. The last thing she could remember, was being tossed away from her main consol, as the ship made it's landing to it's final resting place.