So this is the beginning of the End of the World, tell me what you think.

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End of the World: Part 1

"Right then Tylers," the Doctor said, throwing and catching a ball as we ran into the TARDIS room, shutting the door behind me. I leapt up the stairs to lean on the console, as Rose joined up much more slowly, "You tell me, where do you want to go? Backwards or forwards in time. It's your choice, what's it going to be?"

"Err," I smiled, knowing that I would never be able to choose where to go. I looked at my sister, "Rose, you choose, I'd spend years," I told her, waving a hand in her direction, "If we could go anywhere in time and space. Where would you go?"

She looked overwhelmed a little, "All right," she tapped the console in front of her, "Forwards,"

He placed a ball onto the console and flicked two switches. I wondered how long it had been since he had another person in here. It seemed so old but the Doctor only looked around forty so I was rather hesitant on how many years it had been for at least him. "How far?" he asked her.

Rose shook her head, plucking a number out of her mind, "One hundred years," she said and he rattled a wheel, the TARDIS rumbling slightly below us. I held on, not wanting to crash to the floor in any circumstances. I smiled at the console. I wondered if she was ever going to land smoothly, or whether she could.

He turned it off, "There you go," the Doctor said, holding his hand out, towards the doors, "Step outside those doors, it's the twenty second century,"

"You're kidding?" asked Rose, and I smiled at that. Imagine stepping out into the future not knowing where you were or where would could have possibly gone. That idea was more attractive that it really should have been but I couldn't help but anticipate doing just that.

"That's a bit boring though," the Doctor wrinkled his nose a little, at the prospect of the 22nd Century. Personally I didn't mind if we went further than the twenty second century, anything was good at the moment, "Do you want to go further?"

"Fine by me," I inputted, shrugging a little. If there was anything to be said by this method of travelling, it had to be this. It was brilliant, and there was something...childlike about the way that the Doctor was playing this game with us. It was like he was trying to test us into going as far as we would dare.

He grinned, turning the wheel harder, pumping the piston and turning the button again. The TARDIS shook as we headed further into the future. The Doctor switched the button off, again, "Ten thousand years in the future," he answered our silent question, "Step outside, it's the year 12005. The new Roman Empire,"

Rose laughed, shaking her head, like she didn't believe him, "You think you're so impressive," she said, laughing. I chuckled slightly; she was trying to goad him into doing something, going further. As far as we could have ever gone before.

"I am so impressive," he protested, straightening up slightly, looking mock affronted. I laughed at him, shaking my head. He was walking into this trap that Rose had set for him and although he probably had an idea on what she was trying to do, but he was playing along either way.

"You wish," she said, grinning at him wildly.

"Right," he grinned wickedly, and I smiled, at his playful behaviour, "You asked for it. I know exactly where to go," he turned the wheel faster, and the TARDIS shook even more violently, "Hold on," he bustled around us pumping the piston loudly, pulling different buttons and levers throughout the TARDIS console. I held on tightly as the ship rattled around a bit and then calmed.

"Where are we?" asked Rose. The Doctor merely held his hand out to gesture to us that we leave the TARDIS to see what lay outside.

I smiled, "Doctor," I asked, "What is out there?" he merely looked smug as he gestured towards the door, "Come on, Rosie," I grabbed her arm, moving both of us towards the door, "Let us take a very interesting look," We skipped outside and I gasped at the sight in front of me, a little disappointed, but so very different to what I was expecting. We had indeed moved, but where we were, I had no idea, "This is very interesting," I muttered.

"It's a room," Rose sounded a little mollified at the look of the room, "A room with a grille," And indeed we were in a room, with an iron-grey grill at the end. It was perfectly bizarre. It looked like it was all made up of different panels of wood. I couldn't see a door, but it was different.

"Well let's see then," I said, smiling at the Doctor who had just come out of the TARDIS. He went to the panel and buzzed it. The panel slowly came down and my mouth hung open with the sight that lay before us. Down before, beautiful and gigantic; lay the familiar sight of the earth that was my home. It looked almost exactly the same, with its blue oceans and green covered land. I had thought I would never get to see the Earth from this angle. It was wondrous.

The Doctor stopped next to us, "You lot," he smiled at the sight of it, "You spend all your time thinking about dying, like you're going to get killed by eggs or beef or global warming or asteroids. But you never take the time to imagine the impossible- that maybe you survive," he looked impressed with himself, "This is the year 5.5/apple/26, five billion years into your future," That was a very nice number I supposed, a very very nice number if one would think about it.

"We're a long way from home then," I said softly, still staring at the Earth below us. I looked sideways and saw that Rose had the same expression on her face, "A very, very long way from earth,"

"And this is the day," the Doctor continued, looking at his watch, "Hold on-" Suddenly the sun exploded into red and yellow light. I blinked and shielded my eyes from the light of the red star. When I looked back at it, I noticed that the Sun had grown in size and I got a faint quiver of fear in my stomach. That didn't sound so good, "This is the day the Sun expands," the Doctor informed us, "Welcome to the end of the world," I looked sharply at him; the Earth was going to burn?