Stargate Alliance: Worlds of the Doctor; The Lost Daleks of Skaro
An Epilogue and Prologue: The Best Laid Plans of Daleks and Timelords Often Do Explode
(Author's note: Not too long ago I thought this story to be finished, but it seemed to confuse some of the readers about just what happened to Jack and the Doctor and the Daleks, so here now lies the story behind the story of Stargate Alliance Worlds of the Doctor, Krist Martin)
The last great battle between the Daleks and Kaleids reached an abrupt halt when a crack in time split open the universe and stole from it their greatest leaders. The Daleks fled and in the void a mind unhindered by Dalek technology bloomed into reality.
Unlike the other forms of Dalek created before him, even the supreme Daleks named as gods, thought to be perfect and undistorted by emotion, none of them compared to this great mind. This Dalek took the name of his planet, Skaro, and he formed a pact of power with the Dark Ones, those banished from the realm of reality into the Howling.
"Supreme Dalek" said the second in command Acalo, "this place is true darkness. I think I feel…I feel…" the Dalek's voice, tinny and cold cried out, "I feel fear…"
"We are perfect beings, perfect, we have nothing to fear" came the Supreme Dalek's voice. The planet on which they stood teamed with the nega-life, people of the negative coordinates that make up the Howling. A great city was formed in front of them, of glass and steel, behind them only the darkness of empty space. The city was the beacon of life in the Howling, the only singular planet to exist in the void beyond the negative coordinates of normal space. Here a faction of dwellers convened, unknowing of the Daleks from the normal space that approached.
"The experiments are a failure, we have nothing…nothing from the normal space to connect with. The Carionites failed in their manipulation of the void, we don't even know where they have gone." A massive red hand slammed against the black marble table sending a quaking echo into the room. The hand belonged to devilish body, a creature only known as the Destroyer. Banished there for all eternity by a run in with the Doctor.
A small voice echoed from the other side, a craigy screech, which emanated from a lone Carionite, "My sisters were captured by the wretched Time Lord and h is blue box. I saw him, his eyes a blaze burning has he threw them into a hold in his ship. They are trapped between us and the never-reach, with in the void its self."
"Your sisters failed!" came a third voice, a darkly hooded figure stood on the opposing side of the table. Next to him was another devilish looking creature with a permanent sneer, and at the last quadrant of the table sat a normal looking human, dressed in black with a paltry frown pressed across his otherwise out of place face.
"My efforts, on the other hand, have thwarted the Jaffa, the Tokra, the Goa'ulds, and the humans."
"Gah!" said the Destroyer, "You freely walk between the worlds, across the void, yet you cannot bring us a piece of that reality to lead us back?"
Anubis pulled to a full position, "You will find that I have done just that. They are waiting outside of this very room backed against the door as the poppers of this city threaten them."
Indeed the doors opened and the hoard of menacing creatures, demons, monsters, and the like backed away and the two Daleks entered into the room.
"What are these tin-buckets?" said the otherwise normal man, "they look like nothing more than toy robots."
"Hahaha, you, a time agent, don't know what a Dalek is?"
"I always dealt in future matters, the Daleks were only legends, wiped out by the Doctor and his meddling companions."
Acalo and the Supreme Dalek turned to face the room as the doors closed. Their eye pieces crossed the small gathering and the information flowed. They recognized the Carianite, and by account only, that of the Destroyer. Yet the remaining three registered nothing.
"Daleks, you've been brought here," began Anubis, "to assist us in the destruction and recreation of all of time and space."
"We are Daleks, perfect beings, we do not serve anyone" said the Supreme Dalek.
"Here, in the Howling, you're nothing. The creatures you'll find here are thousands of times more dangerous, thousands of times more powerful, than the Daleks have ever been. It is the dumping ground for all of reality. This single planet contains the sum power of all the banished creatures of all time. Nothing dies, nothing ages, we are outside of time its self, imprisoned here. Save for a few of us, capable of leaving this place with the right conditions. Those of us you see here, we are the few who can leave and come back." Anubis pointed to each of them before gesturing to the Daleks.
"Supreme Dalek, do you wish revenge on the Doctor?" said Anubis.
"Revenge is a feeling, Daleks have no feelings. I only wish to remove him as an obstacle for the Daleks." The tin voice of the Supreme Dalek betrayed his arrogance and his emotions, which slowly seeped out.
"Then we have a plan, a plan that will bring the whole of creation to its knees, ready to be rebuilt, ready to be made in the image of the Howling, when it was a time of blood and magic and unending chaos" said the Destroyer, his hand twitching with pure energy.
"We will attack Earth, all Earths, every Earth ever found in existence. There is a rift, guarded by a former time agent that runs through every Cardiff. We will use its power and unleash the Howling." The normal human spoke.
"But," said Anubis," we need an object from the Doctor's reality, which is you, to bridge the gap between the Howling and that Reality."
The Supreme Dalek shook, "we will use your plan. The power consumption necessary to bridge the gap is far to great. Even for our combined efforts. It is beyond Dalek technology."
"That is where that half-ascended and I come into play," said the Carianite in her still screechy voice, "we will use our mental capabilities to manipulate the latent power of the Howling to rip open a point in time where we can begin to emerge."
Acalo turned his dome and eye-piece, "the magnitude of psychic power is at over fifty billion rels. Neither of you imperfect beings could generate a level sufficient enough to manipulate the Howling. We Daleks will create that power necessary. We will evolve, you will witness the power of infinite psychic energy and the Daleks will be supreme rulers of all realities."
"And how do you plan to do this?" said the Destroyer, who for the first time was smiling manically, bearing his over developed teeth.
"There is a human who cannot die, he is an anomaly of space and time. We will use his energy to evolve our genetic code and become an anomaly just as he is. With his power we will rule."
And so it was, the Timeless traveler went into Cardiff and set the trap, bringing back Jack and Tosh to WWII, set the stage for the Destroyer, the Devourer of Worlds to eat the life of Jack Harkness and, in his weakest moment, place in him a point of displacement, a point of the Howling, where the emerging super mind of the Supreme Dalek now the god of all Daleks Skaro could emerge.