The Doctor ran towards the console, shedding his green velvet jacket on the way. He reached the console and began stabbing and pulling, yanking and pounding any form of control he could get his hands onto in his desperation to escape, anywhere, away from that disaster.
A ginger Scottish girl and a guy who looks like me expecting the Doctor think I'm not the Doctor, but actually this guy called Rory; I don't know what to do!
The TARDIS landed with a crash and the sound of the cloister bell could be heard from deep in the heart of the TARDIS- The Doctor didn't seem to notice the warning and dashed over to the door.
On the other side was an empty room.
The room was about seven meters by seven meters and there didn't seem to be a door.
The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS and crept around the back… there didn't seem to be a door around there, either.
He noted that as soon as he got the chance, he would change out of his too-short trousers and too-formal clothes, into something better. Like jeans and a polo shirt, or a checked shirt… or… maybe even a centurion's armour…
He looked around the empty room; the walls were a faded brownish colour, and the floor just seemed to be smooth concrete. There was one single round window- quite high up- that seemed to be letting in all the light. The only other thing in the room was a small box in the corner.
The Doctor decided to take a look out of the window first, to see where he was. So he managed- with difficulty- to climb up to the height of the window using the edge of the TARDIS and the wall.
It was Gallifrey.
But not the Gallifrey as the Doctor liked to know it; it was at war. The red sky was stained with streaks of gun-fire and silent explosions – the window didn't seem to let sound through. Past the clouds he could just about make out rows of sky-trenches and far away on the ground he could see disaster. Buildings and houses were in tatters with smoke billowing from the remains. People, Timelords, children and Gallifreyans alike were running about in panic as the chaos engulfed the entire planet.
But as the Doctor watched, he saw where the explosions were coming from, and he saw who was in the explosions. He saw who was being killed by the endless streak of gun-fire, and he saw, he saw though that small, round window, in that small, empty room, who was winning.
The Timelords.
The Daleks were being completely obliterated in the war and from what he could see, they weren't going to last another day.
In his glee, The Doctor hopped back onto the floor and punched the air. But his eyes quickly fell on the small box in the corner. He walked over to it and brushed the dust off the wood, now curious as he slowly lifted the lid. Inside was a small scroll and a delicate looking glass pot that held a strange, purple-ish substance that didn't seem to be a solid, liquid or gas. The Doctor watched it swirl around for a few seconds before picking up the scroll and undoing the neatly-tied bow. He unravelled it and began to read.
This box contains the single most significant item in the universe. To have it in your care is a great honour and responsibility to behold, such a great decision is never easy to make.
The substance in the vile is the key to the future of the universe, and you, now- assuming the vile still resides within the box- are the most powerful person to ever have lived.
The circumstance in which the substance (I will not state the proper name of the substance, for if anyone were to know how to create it… I cannot imagine) is to be used, is very special. It must only be used if the war between the Timelords and Daleks is so horrific, so blood-curdling and awful that the only other solution is to wipe out both races completely.
The purpose of the substance is to do exactly that.
If the situation is to occur that the substance needs to be used, then you need only to break the vile and release it into the universe. Upon that moment, both races of Timelords and Daleks will fall, and the war will be no more.
Good luck, Soldier.
The Doctor blew a sigh of relief- he would never have to make that choice! Who, in their right minds, would want so badly for a war to be over because it was too bloody, that they commit double genocide? It would completely miss the point! Anyway, thought the Doctor, The Timelords had pretty much already won, so the best thing to do would to just leave the box, as it is, in the strange room, forever.
But the Doctor considered where it would be safest and decided to actually keep it In the TARDIS from now on.
He rolled up the scroll and put it back into the box next to the vile, closing the lid on top. He then picked it up with both hands and began to make the few steps back to the TARDIS, when suddenly; The newly regenerated Doctor tripped over his own feet and hit his head on the TARDIS doors. The box slipped from his grip and landed on the floor, the lid toppling off as it did so.
The Doctor scrambled to his feet and regained his balance, leaning against the TARDIS. He looked over at the up-turned box and saw, to his dismay, a whiff of purple rise up from the inside. It was mesmerising to watch the strange substance drift and fall and swirl about in the very strange way that a substance did when it was neither solid, liquid, or gas; but The Doctor came to his senses and dashed back inside the TARDIS.
He stabbed the controls, but not at random this time, and The Doctor and the TARDIS entered the time vortex on their way to a, hopefully, harmless London 2005.
He noticed an orange glow appear from his hands- it was always the hands first, he thought to himself- and he lifted it up towards his face. Of course, he had just accidentally committed double genocide, and he would not know how to live with himself! What he had done was not at all in the name of the Doctor, so for now- which was not very long seeing as the flame coloured glow was beginning to spread throughout his entire body- he decided he would change his name and not be the Doctor.
Thinking back the strange encounter quite a while back, he chose one.
And, so, Rory Williams died once again.
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