Me: Hello! it's me again! I know, I know. I'm a horrible horrible person. But I really can't work on my other stories right now. I just looked back at them a couple of years later and... Well yeah. They kinda suck. Except Moments. I like that one. I hate it when people re-write their stories, so I won't be doing that, but I also hate when they just give up on them so I won't be doing that either. I'm thinking about putting them up for adoption, but they're still my babies, so I've been putting off the decision for a ridiculously long time. And I still am. But I've not given up on writing. Not by a long shot! If nothing else The Army won't let me!

Army of EVIL Plot Bunnies: Eh. We did go on vacation for a while.

Me: Yeah. I did notice. It was lovely and quiet for a while. If mildly creepy.

Army of EVIL Plot Bunnies: Well we're back now *smirk smugly. Pitchforks appear as if by magic. Smirks turn into evil grins and the background is replaced by an unholy miasma promising death and misfortune* Heh Heh Heh.

Me: That... That is very Not Good. Very Not Good indeed... I'm doomed... *Runs off screaming*


Somewhere, somewhen, forever and never at the same time, there was a planet. Home to the most technologically advanced species in the universe.

Another place, another time, except not really, there was another planet. Advanced, but not in the same ways. Home to another species. One feared as much as the others were advanced.

There was a war. A horrible, horrible war. The worst war the universe has never seen. It wasn't just them of course. Wars are messy and complicated things. This one even more so. But they were the key players. The stars of the stage.

No-body won. No-body lost. No-body could. There was no black and white in the end (as much as an end was possible). Just increasingly darker shades of grey.

It took place across all of creation. All of space and time. Then it never happened at all. Sealed away, separated from the universe. No trace that either of them had ever existed. It was the end of both the Daleks and the Time Lords.

All but two.

Eternally rivals, they danced among the stars. An elaborate dance across the universe. Best enemies until the end.

But nothing lasts forever, and everybody dies.

Icarus flew too close to the sun, and fell to his death.

You should never meet your heroes. Myths are bloody and legends aren't all they're cracked up to be.

And then there was one.

There was a war. A horrible, horrible war. The worst war the universe has never seen. Sealed in a time lock, only one survivor.

But…..

Sealed away, separated from the universe, a man is lying on the ground. Amidst the ruins of his once great civilisation, he is deathly still. Suddenly he awakens, disturbing the calm that had settled around him. His eyes shoot open.

Icarus smiles. It hasn't ended yet.


Me: *Finds a conveniently placed storage cupboard and hides as if her life depends on it. It just might.* Yeah *Huff* Okay *Pant* It's a one-shot. *Gasp* Thinking about making it a series. Not sure yet. Depends.

EVIL Plot Bunny Number 1: She went this way!

EVIL Plot Bunny Number 2: Find her! She can't have gotten far!

EVIL Plot Bunny Number 3: Hey check out this conveniently placed storage cupboard! Also I found torches! Yay!

Me: Eep!