Time
Time flickered.
On a world that had never known invasion by an alien force and had been content in its misguided belief that they were alone in the universe was violently proven wrong. On another planet, a massive explosion rippled across its surface wiping out all life – including a young girl who might have become something more. In another time, a fissure opened in space unnoticed and unchecked for not only were the Time Lords gone – so was their only legacy.
Time sighed.
On the third planet of the Sol System, changes in history rippled across its surface as the planet itself began to flicker. A moment, and it was a burnt husk of a world supporting no life beyond that of single celled organisms. Another, the cities that covered its surface were burning from the onslaught of merciless alien weapons. Another, the world seemed calm and serene – but for the fact that no intelligent life walked upon its surface. A second passed, and it returned to the way it had always been – a blue, green orb supporting its varied life forms as it spun through space.
Time flickered.
In a closed room in London, Adam Mitchell watched the Doctor's body slowly grow transparent and grinned.
Time rippled.
Jack broke free.