Epic Author's Note: I don't own any character created by BBC America. I do own a poster of the Doctor, some lint, and the characters Sophie, Hobbius, any enforcer, and all the characters from the Order. Basically anything not from actual DW. I wish I did, but sadly, BBC America will not take my lint in exchange for ownership rights.

And since some people have trouble figuring out what the members of the Order are...think a government ran by sentient guillotines.

Happy reading.

The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS, into an abandoned warehouse. Sophie quickly followed.

"Where are we, Doctor? When, are we?"

"Earth, Paris, 2345," he replied.

"Oh…you really like Europe, don't you?"

He didn't reply as walked around, inspecting their surroundings. It was an old warehouse, looking like something out of the Reign of Terror. It was dark and dismal, made almost completely of wood. Strange, he thought. This far in their future and there shouldn't be buildings of this material being built in a major city. It was strange indeed. Almost as if humanity regressed. As if someone—or something—had thrown a switch and stopped everything, then hit the reverse button. Maybe this was why the TARDIS was thrown off course. Someone was meddling where they didn't belong.

"Well, it seems we're here to stay for a bit. See the sights," he moved towards the door, shoving his hands into his pockets.

"There's something else going on, isn't there?"

The Doctor stopped and sighed. Sophie had amazing powers of perception. He turned around.

"Yes, there's something else. There's something wrong. This is supposed to be a very advanced time in Earth's future. Something has a strangle hold on humanity's progress. And I need to find out what."

"We need to find out what."

He sighed again. "Fine, but first sign of danger you get out and to the TARDIS."

Sophie made a face at him.

Far away, in a larger room with screens and monitors around it, the President of the Order stirred. Something was wrong. The monitor screens showed a disturbance of time and space. He hissed in annoyance. Ever since the Earth fell to his government, there had always been problems. He had considered many times of simply purging the Earth of the native population, and selling it for a high price. But he enjoyed such power too much, and he had discarded those ideas. He called up the local Order authority nearest the disturbance. Within seconds, that Order member responded.

"Yes, my lord?"

The President of the Order purred. "Send a scouting party to the disturbance in time at grid 76586-Alpha."

"I obey."

He purred again, then went back to stand-by.

Back in Paris, several enforcement units were assembled, and began marching towards the warehouse the Doctor and Sophie were in. The peasants scattered, staying away from them. Even the upper classes quietly retreated back into their homes. Their orders were simple. Go to the site of the temporal disturbance.

If there was no one, use the sensors and record the data. The data could be used by their masters to push for time travel.

If there was people, they had instructions to arrest the travelers and bring them to the District Leader. There was talk such people would be important enough to Project Time Blitz that the President of the Order would have them brought to him personally.

The enforcement leader looked at the units under his command. "Hurry! Time cannot be wasted! The future of the European Alliance is at stake! The leaders of the Order watch our progress! Failure will result in the order for death!"

The enforcers moved faster. None of them wanted to be executed. Or even have to face the Order. Despite their loyal demeanor, they were not fond of their rulers. But they knew the consequences of showing that rather well.

The entire group of enforcers finally got to the old, run down warehouse. They encircled it, raising their shields and drawing their swords. The enforcer leader strode in front, near the door.

"You are unregistered citizens! You will come out, where you will be arrested and detained! Resistance will lead to the use of force!"

Yes, it's short. Yes, there's a cliff-hanger. Yes, I have disappeared on you all. And no, I will not give you money. But eventually, yes, I will give you the next chapter. And maybe it will also have terrible, evil cliff-hangers.

MWAHAHAAAAAA!

I hoped you enjoyed this somewhat depressing dystopia.