Doctor's POV

It looked quite grotesque, it's skin quite scaly, with small scars that looked like cracks that ran through it's skin like algae through stone. It's eyes dark purple with the pupil an empty black, so empty it could pull you in like a black-hole. When it laughed it's mouth looked coarse and battle-worn, as if someone had stripped a blender and attached a bunch of knives to the rotor and span it around. It made Davros look nice.

Suddenly, the screen sprang into life, split into sixths. Apparently the UNIT representative from Paris was smiling happily, then he saw, that. And his mouth was open gormlessly as someone had wiped his brain away. The UNIT representative from Shanghai had her hand pressed to her mouth, the American UNIT speaker, his emotions were unreadable, as if he wasn't going to believe what he saw, but, he knew he was facing reality. The London representative had his eyes transfixed on this monstrosity, like a Weeping Angel, if he looked away, he dies.

'I shall repeat myself, why are you here?' I asked him.

He just kept laughing, for about five minutes he spilt his guts, laughing non-stop.

The Brigadier seemed to regain his confidence.

'Is something funny?' He asked.

'This is Earth's saviours, you are laughing stock!' It replied in a low, coarse, croaky growl.

'It- it- it can- it can speak Engli- English.' Trembled the London representative.

'No it can't, the TARDIS is translating, really it's speaking Siacrovaxic.' I replied.

'The what is translating?' Asked London.

'TARDIS.' I told him.

'Do not speak of such witchcraft, we know about the Time War, the Time Lords are dead, along with all TARDISes.' Croaked the Siacrovax General.

'All except one, all except one...' I said.

'Don't be foolish, you do not intimidate us, the Time Lords are eradicated, though no-one knows how, are what happened.' It went on.

'Don't be so sure, imagine, if there was one Time Lord, who wanted to end it all, but the cost, genocide, he wiped out everything time Lord but himself.' I led him on.

'You do not intimidate the Siacrovax! A foolish man's lies do not fade anyone!'

'Please just tell us!' Came the man from Manhattan. 'Save us your victory speech and tell us, why are you here?'

'Ignorant man, puny man. You shall perish, in your own follies!' The general screamed.

'We shall fire our missiles, no one on Earth shall die anymore!' The American continued.

'No, you shall not!' I told him.

'Try me Doctor. You aren't in control of this operation.'

'I began this operation! Nothing in the job description said launch nukes, I started it to communicate, not destroy!' I tried to reason with him.

'I shall end it as a defence op! Don't get in my way Doctor!' He shouted again.

'Kiasiv didn't listen, look what happened to him!' I told him.

'He was out in the open, they can't get to me in here!' He said.

'You'd be surprised.' I muttered under my breath.

'The General clicked his fingers and a soldier walked up to him.

'Yes, sir?' It spoke.

'Identify this fools location.' Said the General, pointing at the sixth of the screen (I guessed.) where the American was shown.

'Manhattan.' Said the soldier, but pronounced it as "Manhutton".

He called over another soldier, and whispered in his ear. The soldier looked at his superior, and nodded before putting his arms over his chest in a cross like a Pharaoh would into his Sarcophagus. I guessed this was their salute.

'At ease.' Growled the General.

'You can't hurt us! We have the ultimate security!' Said the American Commander.

'Prepare, Earthling, to be, deported.' Said the General leeringly.

'Deported to where?' Asked the Chinese speaker.

'Valhalla.' Said the General.

'Where?' Asked London.

'Valhalla, a crater three-hundred kilometres across on the Callisto moon of Jupiter, you can see it from Earth, the Vikings believed it's where brave warriors went when they died.' I informed him.

'And these?' Asked London again.

'They believe it to be the opposite, they may have just been introduced to guns but they have amazing telescopical power they can see galaxies away, much more advanced than we can. I think they think it's where cowards go, also, I think they actually drop your corpse into the crater.' I said.

'They sound cheerful.' Said Rose.

'You shall still die!' Screamed the Siacrovax General.

'Ok, good to know,' Said the American. 'Launching in a hundred seconds!' He said, his back turned to the screen.

'Stop the launch!' I warned him.

'This is our planet, Doctor, not yours!' He replied.

'You shall fall in your follies!' Screamed the General again.

Looking at the Manhattan background, twenty Siacrovax teleported in a formation. One soldier screamed "We are under attack, please help us!" The Siacrovax had his head tilted forward slightly, a slightly recognisable smile appeared on his battle-scarred face. The others seemed worried, almost feeling sorry for their colleague.

Ten seconds later, the line went dead, the sixth in which Manhattan was in turned off and that space went black and flickered, before the screen re-assmebled itself into fifths.

A symbol of rage appeared on my face, though it was his fault, his death could have been avoided.

'There is your warning, humankind.' Jeered the Siacrovax General.

'Why are you here!?' I asked again.

'I shall tell you later.' The general grinned.

'No, you will tell us NOW!' I shouted, contorted with rage completely.

'Ahh, supposed Time Lord, I shall tell you later, and you can't change my mind.' He sneered.

'Maybe I can.' Said Paris. 'I have ordered a nuclear launch.'

'As have I.' Said London.

'Ordering now.' Said China.

'No! Don't!'

'Missile systems, online.' Said London.

'Here we go!' Said Paris.

Shanghai came next. 'Worldwide detonation in 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1-'