Fictions Mentioned: Doctor Who/Faction Paradox, Star Wars, Tenchi Muyo!
Episode 4 – What Are We Fighting For?
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Mother - YU-NO: Kono Yo no Hate de Koi o Utau Shoujo(Opening 2 Full w/ Lyrics & Subs in English)[4K]
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Modern Warfare 3 [Soundtrack] - Track 03 - Prague Hostilities
"EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!"
The Doctor - or The Time Lord who had taken that Name during a millennia of rebellious space-time travel from The Time Lords - shut all of the outer audio sensors of his helmet, though he did left the communication channel that linked him and the other Time Lords, The Temporal Powers Alliance (TPA) Member Forces and The STARS Clone Troopers fighting on this planet wide open across the multiple time battlefronts. There was little point in keeping the channel open if he were to be honest, The Daleks wouldn't have anything worth saying to listen too beyond their usual battle cry and their threats of extermination. He should know, he had fought The Daleks for countless millennia even before The Time War began, he had fought them in two different Meta-Timeline Zones before The Time Lords sent him back to a point where and when his archenemy, Davros, Creator of The Daleks, was finalizing their creation and The Daleks branched off, becoming even more robotic rather than the more guileful Daleks he had fought before his 4th incarnation although that had changed as The Meta-Centuries went on.
BANG!
Something exploded dangerously close to where he and another Time Lord were standing. The Doctor winced inside his armoured suit before the gyroscopic stabilizers kicked in and kept him on his feet, before leveling his blaster carbine staser at The Dalek Line. He picked out one of The Dalek Degradations - a spider model - and fired, using his ability to slow time down to keep the disgusting mutant from scuttling around too much to line the creature up before he fired. The alpha meson burst out which destroyed the top section of the creature, showering the ground and other members of its brethren in pieces of polycarbide armor and Kaled protoplasm.
Another Dalek Degradation was lined up, and he destroyed it. The Doctor felt nothing for the deaths he'd just caused, nor did he care since they were Daleks. They never cared about anyone anyway.
A hand touched him. Through the viewplate of his helmet the Doctor saw another Time Lord face, and it was only over the audio link he was able to pick out what the other man was saying. "How many Daleks are out there?"
The Doctor blinked in surprise at the question. "Too many," he replied, turning around and he was just leveling another Dalek Degradation up in his sights when the Time Lord grabbed him again, startling him so much he fired prematurely, but he didn't know whether it had taken another Dalek Degradation out due to sheer dumb luck or if he'd just made a small hole in the ground.
"That's not an answer-"
"THEN COUNT THEM!" The Doctor shouted through the comm link. "We're fighting for our lives here, and you're too busy trying to figure out how many Daleks there are here. Now get lost and start firing at them before you get the both of us killed!"
The Doctor dropped to the ground just in time to avoid the multiple blaster bolt burst of Dalek Degradation firepower.
The other Time Lord fell as well, but instead of trying to line up a target, he just glared at The Doctor. "How dare you speak to me like that-" he shut up quickly when the Doctor, finally having enough, jabbed the carbine into his face. Their armored bodysuits were a closed environment designed to resist Dalek firepower, though if the Daleks concentrated their weapons then they could severely damage the suit and kill the Time Lord inside. But a Time Lord weapon was powerful enough to destroy the suit and kill the Time Lord with a single shot.
"Is this some sort of joke to you? We're fighting The Daleks, so it doesn't matter how many there are. I don't care about you or your house or your personal history. Now start fighting you fool!" The Doctor turned back to the battle and loaded a bastic grenade into the mechanism before firing his staser rifle once more, pushing the annoying Time Lord out of his mind in order to get his mind back on the battle. The grenade landed very close to a small contingent of Daleks - 3 Spiders, two Special Weapons, and 3 Regulars. The Daleks noticed the grenade in a nanosecond before it exploded with twice the force of a Dalekanium bomb.
The Doctor spent the next minute loading extra grenades of varying yields into his carbine, but his mind was on this mission. Separated from his TARDIS for front line duty, something he strongly disagreed with for this mission because The Time Lords had sent him and his men out on a mission to an unknown world in an unknown universe that he had never visited before as far as he can recall which was all the more complicated since his last incarnation that is well known as the incarnation with multiple bouts of amnesia cases which was considered as a constant joke and a running gag among the many members of The Temporal Powers Alliance (TPA).
That, and because without his TARDIS with him, he felt truly lost.
But there were practical reasons as well as sentimental - with access to The TARDIS's records and charts, he could work out why both The Daleks and The Time Lords were fighting over this world like vicious dogs over a piece of meat.
Pushing those thoughts to the side, The Doctor began to wonder on why did The Time Lords had bothered sending so many of their people to this primitive planet - the people who lived here already weren't dissimilar to the native American Indians from Earth, and they had a ritualistic culture. He had asked himself why so many times since landing on this unknown planet in this unknown universe. When they'd arrived, The Time Lords had ignored the natives besides setting up a small base and sending their number out on recon and patrol although a few members of The Temporal Powers Alliance (TPA) had established diplomatic relations with the locals. Members such as The Jurai Empire spring to mind.
Thinking of The Time Lord's base of operations on this planet made him frown in concern though. He had no idea if The Time Lords were simply here to set up a base where they could make this planet into one large listening station to decipher Dalek transmissions throughout the multiversal cluster, but he had been forced to stay away from the base, so he couldn't be sure which was why he sent in his scout troops from The 501st to report back to him of anything that they could manage to find but alas they too could find nothing.
Ordinarily this wouldn't be a problem in the first place since he knew his every way of breaking into places without others knowing due to a millennia of experience in his adventures throughout The Known and Unknown Multiverse, but The Time Lords had warded him away by using his imprimature print. The Time Lords didn't trust him, that he already knew, for they were worried that he might interfere with whatever their operations were on this planet, and that greatly worried him in turn. It also worried some of the members of The Temporal Powers Alliance (TPA).
For it only meant only one thing.
That they were doing something he would go out of his way to prevent, whether he was technically on their side or not.
His old friend and ally, Washu Hakubi, had also voiced her concerns to him regarding this shady operation as well which was one of the reasons why he decided to take part in this operation in order to find out why.
The Doctor, The 501st Legion, Temporal Powers Alliance (TPA) Member Forces and The Time Lord Detachment that was sent here had been present for 8 Days of Meta-Time already, and had spent over 6 of those Meta-Days fighting and killing as many Daleks and their axis allies as they could.
But why were they here in the first place, he wondered to himself?
There was nothing really special about this unknown planet in this unknown universe, unless its people were actually higher dimensional aliens who had deliberately decided to stick to 4 dimensions to live their lives simply, and The Time Lords were trying to force them into fighting against The Daleks.
How ironic, he thought grimly and sarcastically, for he remembered The Daleks doing the very same thing which triggered The Enigma Incident.
The Enigma was a race that existed in a different dimension entirely, which had no concepts that The Main Dimension of N-Space had.
The Enigma could create illusions such as "Shadow Daleks" and alter timelines. The Daleks used The Enigma to try to erase The Time Lords from History, replacing them with The Daleks.
It honestly didn't work which is expected really for The War had spread too far out into The Multiverse already for it to be fully reversed on either side.
What The Enigma did only affected The Universe of N-Space.
The Prime Timeline Time Lords and The Prime Timeline Daleks were no longer the only ones involved in this fight.
The Alternate/Parallel/Divergent Timeline Time Lords and Daleks from their own Multiversal Clusters were directly involved in the fighting as well.
If not… The Doctor knew the long term fate of any primitive species unlucky enough to encounter The Daleks due to seeing it happen with his ancient eyes so many countless times before and after.
Chances were that the race that lived here would be wiped out from existence as well, but he had asked around. None of the other Time Lords knew why they were here anymore than he did, and more than one of them had expressed discomfort on being away from Gallifrey. Not that he could blame them in the slightest for many of them were all forced to fight in this War while being forced to leave their families behind on The Clone Homeworlds (Gallifrey) for their protection in order to keep all of them safe.
"How long will it be until The Daleks would finally breach The Transduction Barriers of The Clone Homeworlds (Gallifrey)" The Doctor thought grimly.
Someone dropped beside him, startling him out of his thoughts. He relaxed when he saw it was Rodan. When he'd first met Rodan millennia ago in both their personal Meta-Timelines, Rodan had been a simple traffic controller. Now she was a renegade who, like many others, had grown bored to death of the monotonous life on Gallifrey, and like him had been forced to join the Time Lords.
"How's it going over here?" she asked breathlessly.
"I'm not sure, my battle computer link was cut out when The Daleks fired that graviton burst. Why, what's it like elsewhere?"
"Not good. If you're expecting reinforcements, don't get your hopes up," Rodan's face was grim. "The 501st and the others are fighting 15 Dalek platoons all over the continent."
"15 platoons of Daleks!" The Doctor thought grimly.
Before the Doctor could say anything, Rodan had pushed him to the ground, using her own body as a shield to avoid the Dalek artillery shells which exploded all over the landscape.
"Sorry," Rodan apologised once they'd picked themselves up, and they both began firing at The Dalek Degradations when the battle computer built into the Doctor's helmet kicked in, letting him know that one Dalek Degradation was above them, too busy to notice them since it was firing at a Time Lord anti grav chariot.
Knowing how vulnerable these Dalek Degradations were underneath, The Doctor took careful aim and fired free bolts at the base. The impact exploded The Dalek, ripping its lower base to pieces in a flaming inferno before its upper section dropped to the ground like a stone, before that too went up in flames.
The Doctor and Rodan had moved to a cannon by the time the order came. The cannon's crew had both been killed by a pair of lucky shots, but they'd been avenged by The Doctor and Rodan, who took control by sitting inside the thrones. Using their suits computers they took control and started firing at The Daleks. After turning the cannon to the sky to fire on the Dalek fighter pods in the sky, The Doctor pushed aside all of his thoughts as he fired one bolt and explosive shell after another at the Daleks. Rodan and the Doctor had just been joined by two other cannons which had been abandoned or their crews had been slaughtered during the battle and three chariots which swarmed above them to give them aerial superiority, and they had just wiped out a number of hoverbout crews when something came over the audio link.
It was typically a Time Lord message; "RETURN TO TRANSMAT SITES. PREPARE FOR PICK UP."
The other Time Lords, TPA Member Soldiers, and STARS Clone Troopers immediately filled the air, voicing their frustration over what was going on and the lack of real answers about what was going on.
"What in Rassilon's name is going on?"
"It's like that Ravalox thing all over again, they won't tell us a thing!"
"Surely if we were here to build a simple base you'd think we'd be allowed to know what was going on."
The Doctor ignored all of their chatter though he had his doubts about the last one he heard since The Time Lords suffered from the problems of defection like any other war, but he was surprised that The Time Lords were abandoning this planet so quickly.
From what he'd seen, The Time Lords hadn't really had time to do more than build the nuclear power plant that powered the facility and built the antennae, that would make sense but it was just the rest of the secrecy which bothered him. The Time Lords were preparing to activate their short range transmats which would send them all to the main transfer point when The Doctor caught sight a few light purple humanoids. Time literally seemed to stand still as The Doctor studied them, noting their hewn wooden weapons and bows and arrows. The aliens were looking at them, blinking their massive black-white eyes in what seemed like fear and superstitious dread. The Doctor wondered what they were thinking about what they could see. He knew primitive races seeing this would think they were seeing their gods fighting a pitched battle. But he knew that barring a miracle these people wouldn't live to see another day.
"Airstrike! Harden armor, quick!"
The cry from The 501st Clone Trooper snapped The Doctor back into the real world, and he hardened his suit just in time when the world exploded in blinding white light.
Blinking from the harsh light even though his suit had automatically polarized his helmet's visor, but then no polarized material could ever truly deflect such a flash, the Doctor picked himself up. He'd been knocked off his feet by the force of the explosion which had made the ground rumble and even now had thrown up dust turning the formerly blue-turquoise sky of the planet into a reddish color with the sun coming out as orange. The Doctor checked the sensors of his suit and the battle computer picked up the biosigns of some of the other Time Lords, TPA Members, and his 501st Troopers, but he noted that one or two of them hadn't been in time to harden their armored suits and had simply been blown to pieces. The sensor readings made him frown. The bomb was a solar-fusion bomb, a device that scooped up the fusion material of a star and combined it with an ordinary nuclear weapon. A bit primitive by The Temporal Powers Alliance's standards especially since The Daleks had a long history of biological, chemical, and nuclear weapons, hell they'd been created in a nuclear holocaust and practically lived on it the way ordinary humanoids needed air. His blood went cold and he turned to face the direction he'd seen the inhabitants of the planet. They weren't there anymore, but then again neither was there much life anywhere else.
The bomb had scorched the surrounding landscape. Where a massive valley of long, thick, luxuriant grass had once stood surrounded by tall trees though since the battle had begun a massive forest fire had begun, caused by runaway energy bolts, explosions caused by grenades, destroyed Dalek casings of hoverbouts which had leaked the flammable chemical lubricants which of the equally flammable electro fluid the casing used in the place of blood, or wrecked and ruined war machines both species had brought with them, the solar-fusion bomb had put those fires out…..by incinerating the forests.
The Doctor didn't want to know how large the blast radius was, and truly he didn't have a single clue where the bomb even detonated, but he knew it had to be close by. The only thing he could hear outside was silence, but he could still hear the telepathic voices of his people but he couldn't hear them verbally speak. The Doctor spun around, panting inside his suit even though it wasn't running out of air, trying to see around him but the dust clouds around him made it hard to see anyone. Finally he saw a silhouette and he stiffened - until he saw it was a humanoid, but he wasn't sure if it was a Dalek trooper, and he hadn't heard of any humanoid contingent with The Daleks besides his own men.
He smiled when he saw the figure was clad in the armor of The 501st Clone Trooper Commander with Jaig Eyes that was sported on his helmet. "General! Are you alright?"
"I'm alright, Rex." The Doctor assured his commander who was helping him on his feet. "Where are the others?"
"They have already been evacuated and pulled out sir, we're all standing by for further orders."
"Doctor!" Rodan called, staggering up to them. She was exhausted he could see.
"Rodan, have you seen anyone else?" The Doctor grasped her wrist gauntlets to steady her.
"One or two, have you both seen any Daleks?"
"We haven't seen any yet, mam" Rex turned his head to look. By now the dust was clearing and he could now see the familiar humanoid forms of people wearing combat armor. "You?"
Rodan looked sheepish through the visor. "Yeah, tripped over a spider back there, but I haven't seen a live one. Have you heard anything, I think my audio receptors are a bit jammed from the explosion?"
Just then the voice came over the receptors in their helmets. "PREPARE SUITS FOR TRANSMAT! STAND BY FOR EVACUATION!"
The Doctor looked at both Rex and Rodan, spearing The Time Lady and The Commander of The 501st with a look as they started heading towards their transmat site to transport to whatever ship would pick them up, "Does anyone of you have any idea what's going on? What's the point of travelling to a planet and then abandoning it after one single time battle? Even for The Time Lord's lack of real commitment for this war you'd think they'd have a bit more concern for whatever they're building."
Out of the corner of his eye the Doctor could see the frown on the faces of his commander and his fellow renegade.
"I'm not sure, sir. Me and the men were all assigned to patrol duties in order to survey the alien lifeforms on this unknown planet."
"Same here." Rodan let out a sigh that spoke volumes about her sorrow, "I saw the natives forage in the forest, hunt and gather fruits and other vegetables. I saw the way they lived their lives. Another race lost to The Time War."
The Doctor momentarily closed his eyes. He had seen genocide many times over the millennia, but for the last millennia of his current life he had seen too many species die, and in such a short span of time. But this species….. He had found caves and caverns during moments when his curiosity which had gotten him into so much trouble over the years but was a fundamental facet of what made him who he was. It was strange, he was so prepared to push away his former life, forget the days before he had learnt of The Valeyard's existence during the time of his trial and just travel around The Multiverse while believing that morality and ethics could save the day, but the caves on this unknown world had been similar to the artistic displays primitive peoples left all over The Multiverse.
There was a whole cave on this unknown planet after he had left frustrated that The Time Lords would just not tell him what was going on, and he had decided to go exploring, hoping for a distraction. The cave he'd found was like an artist's gallery or showroom. It was decorated with atypical sketches of animals, but there were others as the aliens living here had grown more intelligent and their pictures had moved on from crude pictures scratched into the rock with other pieces of rock to basic paints. The thought all that had been destroyed saddened and sickened the Doctor - it was bad enough many of the higher species wept over the war, but it was the primitive species who hadn't had the chance to grow that suffered though many of them didn't even know or was aware of the war.
The Doctor nodded when he saw the look on Rodan's face as she peered at him clearly wondering if he had finally lost his marbles while Rex gave his empathetic look and accompanying nod that was directed towards him to which he received with gratitude and thanksgiving.
"Let's go," he said.
The bomb had certainly done its work, the Doctor thought as he and Rodan walked in the direction of the transmat site. There were shattered Daleks everywhere, some of them had probably been wounded by the Time Lord weapons before the blast finished them off. But there were pieces of hoverbouts, transsolar discs littering the valley over dead or dying grass.
The two Time Lords and The Clone Commander had joined up with three other Time Lord Soldiers when a sixth approached at a run, holding his carbine. The Doctor recognized him as The Time Lord who'd annoyed him earlier before all hell broke loose, and if the outraged look that the other sent him, he knew it too. The Doctor ignored him, they had other things to worry about. Once again, the idiot asked foolish questions.
"Are they any Daleks around?" he asked almost hysterically.
One of the soldier's that The Doctor and Rodan had found, a Time Lady snapped derogatorily at him, "Calm down you idiot."
It seemed that the others had much the same view of him. "Of course there are Daleks present, sir. If most of them are dead, there will be survivors, it's what they do," Rex added in a straight to the point tone.
The other Time Lord sniffed, the sound came out enhanced over the communication bands. "I am aware of that, clone, but I wish to know how many are around-"
"Then go and find them," Rodan said, walking around the foolish Time Lord and carried on towards the transmat site, and without sparing the annoying man with a glance the others followed - why was he seemingly obsessed with numbers anyway? - and kept an eye out for any Daleks which may have survived. It didn't take long for them to find out some of them had survived. The Time Lord group had been halfway towards the site, coming across various humanoid native corpses in various states of scorching, or in one case melting, on the ground.
"I wonder what they were thinking when they died," one Time Lady whispered.
The Doctor turned his head, grateful that the war had made a small majority of his people aware of the life that existed beyond Gallifrey's star system. For too long The Time Lords had been content to ignore The Multiverse and its beauties, wonders, and divinities, and everyone on Gallifrey had grown up hearing that other races were inferior compared to The Time Lords. It wasn't their fault that they didn't have an Eye of Harmony, it was not their fault they didn't have the knowledge of The Time Lords. It was good that The War had changed their perceptions, but not all of it was good or even what The Doctor wanted.
Just as The Doctor was thinking that The Time Lord who had done nothing but annoy people all day decided to speak. "Probably thinking they should leave their betters to it," he said, not even bothering to deign to glance down and see what the carnage had caused.
"Betters?" Rodan snapped, whipping her blaster out and leveling it between the bastards eyes. "These people, their way of life, it may not be as….. intellectually stimulating as it must be on Gallifrey for you, but they were better than many Time Lords. They're not self pretentious fools existing in the shadows of Omega and Rassilon."
"H-How dare you point that t-thing at me, I can have you-"
"Have me what? Demoted, executed? Our people and many others are fighting for our lives, for The Multiverse, but most of all, for those who can't fight back. Figure out whose side your on."
The Doctor and Rex had pulled out their own weapons to show the foolish man that they were firmly on Rodan's side.
The Doctor had to admire Rodan's courage, noting as well how uncaring she was; the man was acting like he was Rassilon reborn (hard to pull off because Rassilon had returned), and was now threatening a woman he didn't seem to realize simply didn't care about what The Time Lords said or did. If there was a member of his people who had a reason to be that way, it was Rodan. All those boring years doing tedious jobs on Gallifrey before she decided to tell The Time Lords to screw themselves had that effect.
The Time Lord didn't have a chance to say another word. A bolt of blue energy smashed into his chest armor, clearly unhardened. None of The Time Lords and The Clone Commander watched him actually hit the ground as they were too busy firing repeatedly all around the surrounding area.
The Time Lord Commander, safely smug and secure on the command ship, told them to prepare for emergency transmat.
The Time Lords and Commander Rex ran towards the site, their armor hardened as they rushed towards the transmat site. When they got there they found the whole site under heavy fire from Spider Dalek Degradations, and The Doctor was grateful for once that The Time Lords, being a non-warlike species initially, had never really understood the need to sacrifice soldiers for a cause by leaving them behind. A blast smashed into Rodan's shoulder, and she staggered, her gasps of pain rasping echoing through the link.
The Doctor and Rex fired in the direction of the bolt – They might not be able to see The Dalek, but it felt good to think one of their blaster bolts from their stasers would turn a casing into a Roman candle - and held onto Rodan, careful not to touch the woman's arm.
"What happened, I thought your armor was hardened?" The Doctor asked in concern.
"So did I," Rodan panted, and with his help along with Commander Rex, she was able to stand steady and wait until the last stragglers joined them. It seemed to take forever for them to arrive, time which was spent constantly hardening and re-hardening their armor to avoid being killed or force regenerated by Dalek gunfire. By the time the transmat activated, The Time Lords had returned to the site.
"We need medical attention," The Doctor said to the officer overseeing the transmat operation, hauling up the protesting but still gasping Rodan to her feet alongside Rex. The officer didn't looked impressed. "So do the others. She'll have to wait."
The Doctor, Rex, and Rodan walked off, as far from the pompous Time Lord as they could. The Doctor and Rex took her to one of the empty rooms close to the corridor. It had a window. Rodan was forced to lean against the glass port window, groaning in agony. The Doctor stood up, "I'm going to get a med kit, Rex, stay with her until I get back."
"Yes, sir." Rex said resolutely and with a nod of assurance while Rodan waved him off.
The Doctor came back a few minutes later and helped soothe her wound while Rex was standing guard outside. It seemed that an artillery shell had exploded close to Rodan, and a piece of shrapnel had wedged itself in a flexible part of her armor. When The Dalek had fired on her, that piece of metal had gone through the plates covering her shoulder. It wasn't a truly serious wound, but the flesh was bruised. It only took him a minute to clean it up and heal it. Rodan smiled at The Doctor, moving her arm and shoulder without wincing. "Thanks," she said.
"Your welcome."
Any further talk was halted by a general alarm call that reverberated throughout The Time Lord ship. Rodan looked out of the window and saw what had caused it. "Oh my god!"
The Doctor and Rex looked out as well, their eyes widening in surprise as millions of Dalek saucers poured out of hyperspace, all of them gleaming in the new bronze-golden color which now seemed predominate with Dalek technology nowadays like stars against the black space. The Time Lord ships and Temporal Powers Alliance (TPA) ships nearby turned to defend themselves, opening fire as soon as they got close enough to get a lock. The Daleks fired back, ignoring their ships being destroyed by The Time Lords and The Temporal Powers Alliance (TPA) as they advanced relentlessly towards the planet in the multiple directions in space-time.
"I've got to get to the bridge," The Doctor said, "find a way to move the battle away from the planet-"
"I think you'd be wasting your time, sir." Rex said, shaking his head though he didn't take her eyes off the fighting. "Look at them, they're far too interested in killing each other."
Rodan also did not like this anymore than they did, but she and The Doctor had both regenerated to join in the conflict their people had gotten themselves into. Like The Doctor, many renegades like Rodan had simply refused to join in the fighting. Their reasons varied from person to person. In Rodan's case it was simply because she didn't like what her people had become. It was like seeing their people in a nightmarish dream only to wake up and see the dream was reality. But when she had regenerated, Rodan had decided to join in, much like he had done when he'd failed to rescue Cass.
The Doctor closed his eyes in remembrance of the woman who had been so eager and alive, only to become cold and hateful when she found out he was in fact a Time Lord. In hindsight, his eighth self should have been prepared for this, but he had just wanted someone to keep him from joining the fighting and he'd hoped Cass would have done that. He had been wrong, and he would never forget the look of hatred she had for him when she found out who he was.
The Priestess of the Sisterhood on Karn had been right - he couldn't ignore the war forever, no matter how tempting.
For All of Reality is Burning.
For The Multiverse is Burning.
"Wait a second," The Doctor whispered, "what's happening now?"
Both renegades and the clone frowned when the view outside the ship showing the planet, the Dalek ships and the Time Lord warships fighting each other disappeared, replaced by the swirling vista of the Time Vortex. "We're leaving," Rodan whispered, "but why?"
But she was wrong. The Time Lord ship the Doctor and Rodan were on left the vortex, and from the look outside they hadn't gone far; The Doctor estimated they'd crossed to outside the system.
"Still think we shouldn't get to the bridge, Rex?" The Doctor asked his second in command with a pointed look.
"After you, sir."
They joined a few of the other Time Lords on the bridge of the ship, in the time it took to reach the bridge they had felt the ship traverse The Time Vortex. A few other renegades were there already, and The Doctor headed over to one of them. "What's going on?"
"We don't know," The Time Lord sent a rather dark look over to the command dais where the commander was. The Doctor followed his gaze towards the garishly garbed figure. He hadn't really bothered to form an opinion of the commander, except that he knew The Time Lord was typical of the species. "But it's big, we've crossed over 15 light years across from one end of the universal cluster to another."
The Doctor looked at the bridge's massive glasslike panels. Except they weren't glass. They just looked that way. No, the technology was similar to the scanner technology used in TARDISES, only they could be used like telescopes to peer into distant corners of space and time throughout The Multiverse. They showed the solar system and universal cluster which they'd just left behind, and he was even more puzzled. Why the interest in a solar system and universal cluster where all the main fighting was still going on? His insides began to chill and he knew whatever was going on he wasn't going to like it one little bit.
"But why cross so far?"
"Everyone - cover your eyes!" Rex suddenly ordered, and it came just in time. The world exploded in bright, white blinding light, enhanced by the viewing panels. There were cries of surprise from members of the crew, and The Doctor ground his teeth together as he squeezed his eyes tightly and firmly shut. Suddenly it had darkened, and the Doctor opened his eyes and removed his hands to look at the panels.
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"No," he whispered in horror. There was nothing left of the universal cluster, every sun in every galaxy had gone nova, killing and destroying everything. The Dalek, Time Lord, and Temporal Powers Alliance (TPA) ships were also gone which he had found hard to believe since The Daleks were more than capable of building shields capable of withstanding a nova, The Time Lords history with black holes and novas made them aware of ways to blink through them, and many members of The Temporal Powers Alliance had shields that can withstand even the big bang itself but what was tragic to him was the loss of an uncountable number of lives- the shining unknown planet with that race that hadn't even had a proper chance to grow along with countless others - all that was left of it were burnt out embers of cinders and ash. He looked around. His commander looked around. The other renegades looked around. All of them were just as appalled as he felt, though the members of the squad of troopers who lived and breathed Time Lord propaganda didn't look interested.
The Time Lord Commander's delight was palpable. "Success! Contact The High Council, inform them that the nova detonation went as planned-"
"What was that?!" The Doctor shouted, furious, storming up to the commander. The two members of The Chancellory Guard instantly drew out their Stasers, but The Doctor ignored them while Rex drew his DC-Omega Staser Pistols in order to protect The Doctor for he too was outraged at what had just happened.
"What was that?" he demanded again.
The commander didn't look concerned about him and his anger. "Why, we used a supernova to destroy The Daleks of course. We have spent the last Meta-Month letting word reach The Daleks to make them think that we were using that primitive planet to house a listening station. The Daleks swallowed the bait and dispatched an entire fleet of ships. The operation was a success."
"At the cost of many innocent races, many of my own men, and our own allies," The Doctor whispered before storming off in disgust while his commander withdraw his weapons and followed behind him with an expression of disgust as well, but he could hear the commander say behind him, "They were primitives, nothing compared to what we're fighting for, Doctor-"
"You don't know what you're fighting for, and that's the tragic thing," The Doctor yelled behind him as he walked away, a glance over his shoulder letting him know that his clone commander and the other renegades were following him. He was disgusted by what had just happened, but what disgusted him even more was the fact he could understand and even agree with some of The Time Lord's logic. Cass was right, but she had said something he was beginning to doubt, especially after seeing that.
He knew that this incident would not go unanswered.
He knew that this incident would reach the ears of many of the members of The Temporal Powers Alliance (TPA).
He could already hear their cries of outrage at this horrible atrocity that was committed.
He could already hear their demands for justice and retribution.
How much of this Universe was left now, he wondered?
How many more Universes were left to suffer the same fate?
These were the summary of all the dark questions that plagued his very complex thoughts as he stares through Space-Time towards The Future of The Future.
ED Song:
Kono Yo no Hate de Koi wo Utau Shoujo YU NO Ending 2 Full
Characters:
The War Doctor – A: John Hurt
Commander Rex (STARS) – A: Temuera Morrison
501st Clone Troopers (STARS) - A: Temuera Morrison
The Daleks - A: Nicholas Briggs
Rodan
TV/EU Reference:
** The War Doctor (audio series) - Casualties of War (audio anthology)