A/N: Oh my gawd! It's the last chapter! Everything is coming full circle! If you haven't been mindblown yet, I hope this chapter will do it! Though its pretty obvious what happens next! AND… This is the first story that has chapters that I've completed! YAY! Let me know if you like this AND would like it to become a series. I'm hoping I can do it, if enough people liked it.
After dropping off Davros at an abandoned lab (you remember? The one he got shot at by the Asian woman before he was a dalek?) And helping him make a few more daleks, the Doctor tried thinking what else needed to be done. He tried to kill himself through the Asian girl, and then saved Davros from the Crucible so he became a dalek… but what else was there he had to do? It suddenly hit him, like a slap to the face. It was him. He knew what he needed to do now. He set the coordinates for the planet Baika, in the year 7078. He exited the TARDIS and waited a minute, before remembering the TARDIS wasn't there when he was. So he moved east for three minutes, hovering over the sand and onto the metal surface of the other half of the planet. Then, after two hours, he finally heard the familiar whirrs of his home. He heard the door open. He felt nervous. What if the whole of time and space collapses because of this. It was now or never though.
"PLEASE, WAIT." He turned to his younger self. and soaked in the image of his first form. Old and white haired, wrinkled and grumpy. Those were the days . He remembered being scared of the dalek in front of him. But quickly remembered how it felt to have realized he wasn't like that anymore. Never will be again. "I PITY YOU."
"I'm sorry, what was that?" The dalek Doctor almost laughed remembering the confusion he felt. The next words came out like a waterfall. He remembered this day like it was yesterday. Well, now it was today… whatever.
"I PITY YOU. FOR WHAT YOU BECOME. YEARS FROM NOW, YOUR ENEMY WILL BECOME THE ONE YOU OWE YOUR LIFE TO. YOU WON'T UNDERSTAND NOW. BUT YOU WILL. I PROMISE." He turned around, inwardly smirking to himself. Even though he knew he had just tortured himself for the next few hundred years, of his past self's life, he felt better now. The mystery of the daleks was no longer that. He knew. who that dalek was. That dalek was him. He returned and entered the TARDIS, sighing in relief.
"NEXT STOP, PLANET EARTH! I'M BACK IN BUSINESS BABY!"