Touch of a Hand- The Pandorica exploded. Everything would be okay. But then there was a cylindrical container with the hand of a Time Lord inside. AU because Donna never touched the severed hand in Journey's End.
The Pandorica exploded with the TARDIS brilliantly, and the Doctor thought it was quite a beautiful last moment for him. The two boxes collided and erupted together, creating the Big Band Two. Everything inside the Pandorica, small amounts of cells, combined with the restoration power of the same Pandorica created a recreation of all of life throughout the universe. And it was broadcasted by an explosion happening all throughout space and time- an exploding TARDIS. Some materials inside the TARDIS were involved in the explosion and therefore also received part of the Pandorica's restoration power. But that was no harm, the Doctor was sure. Everything in the blue box was from somewhere in space and time that was being restored correctly- except for a Time Lord, but he was falling through the cracks on a rewind.
Then there was a cylindrical container with the hand of a Time Lord inside.
*DW*DW*DW*
It was all a blur as his life flashed before his eyes in reverse. It was almost like each moment in his life he could watch as it slipped away, erased from any living memory. He saw so many regrets, so many mistakes. But he also saw wonderful moments.
He slowed down for some moments, mostly just snapshots of his most recent regeneration. When he got to the night little Amelia Pond waited for him, he stopped and whispered softly to her, telling her about the TARDIS and the adventures they had that she would surely dream of.
"I think I'll skip the rest of the rewind," the Doctor whispered. "I hate repeats," he added, his voice cracking slightly before he kissed the top of her head.
But he didn't skip the rest. Not really. He saw Donna next, that day when Davros and the Daleks had tried to use the reality bomb to wipe out the universe. He watched as his companions all worked together to save the TARDIS, how Donna almost touched the cylinder with his severed hand, how the Doctor disabled the Daleks' plan.
And then he watched as he left all of his companions, every last one- Donna, Martha, Jack, Mickey, Sarah Jane, and Rose. Then he was alone. It was almost too much to bear the second time through. But then it was gone and replaced by more memories from before Donna.
He passed through Martha and Rose, more regrets filling his mind. After watching his eighth regeneration, the Doctor closed his eyes, unable to watch anymore, the memories flying by unwatched. When he finally opened his eyes, he was staring down at a wooden cot with stars on a mobile and swirls on writing on the sides. Inside that cot was a baby Time Lord, cared for by his parents, soon to explore his home planet.
The Doctor felt tears come to his eyes as he heard voices from the other room- voices of other Time Lords- his parents. It made both of his hearts ache to think that in the room right nest to his there were others of his own kind, his own species. It had been so long since he'd spoken to another Time Lord.
He reached out a trembling hand to turn the doorknob to the room next door, watching with anticipation to see his mother's face through the crack opening up between the door and the frame.
But he blinked. And then another crack, a white crack curved into a cruel smile, swallowed him whole, not allowing him to see even a wisp of his mother's ginger hair.
With one blink, his rewind ended and any memory of the Doctor was cleansed from all the universe.
A/N: This is a short chapter to introduce the beginnings of what will happen, like a prologue. This is going to be a twist in the original plot, taking it AU for the end of the Big Bang. So, any thoughts? Interesting yet? More should come within at the most a week.