Fictions Mentioned:


Episode 26 - A Certain War


OP Song:

Adele - Skyfall (Lyric Video)


501st Clone Trooper Journal (STARS):

"Sometime in the Time War, we and the boys in the 7th Sky Corps are to assist the Doctor in rescuing the only survivor of ACMI Universe-Prime. It was the Magic God Othinus, the briefing would say. Honestly, what's mind boggling about this is the fact that the Daleks would actually take a prisoner in this godforsaken war. Was it a trap? Maybe. But the Doctor didn't cared about that, and neither did we. What this mission is also connected to is the fact that the Daleks are now about to weaponise the Phases of ACMI Universe-Prime for the war effort, having found a weak point to the timeline. And the Daleks would use this weak point to spread an infinite infernal fire that would spread across several universes and counting. Naturally, we cannot allow that to happen. And so, off we went. Us and our allies. But it would appear that things are not as simple as it seem..."


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Halo Theme x Vode An (Republic Commando) | EPIC VERSION (Star Wars x Halo Mashup)


There was war. There was death. And it was everywhere.

The Last Great Time War.

Advance warships littered throughout the vast battlefields that employed the use of weaponry that seemingly defy the laws of physics. Each phase had been turned into nothing but an eternal hell. The once highly priced concept of this universe that has a rich history of blending colors, with each religion and belief and prosperity seemingly influencing it in a sort of collective thought for all humanity.

Now, each of these universe-sized phases were unique in structure. Some even contained creatures that were never human. Angels, demons, gods, monsters, and whatever form of the supernatural that lay hidden in the myths and legends of old that were influenced in some way through the belief and perception of mankind.

Now, it is for naught.

With each swinging motion, Dalek Warships would open fire and kill anything in sight, firing from omnidirectional patterns and initiating impossible maneuvers that forever defy the laws of motion and weight. Their ships would advance and fire rapidly as they decimate any unlucky combatant from within range. But there was also the swiftness of full retaliation as the turrets would set in motion and fire at an unstoppable rate.

More and more Dalek Warships fell to the firepower of several Hyper Space-Time Star Destroyers, advance gigantic warships that seem to move at impossible speeds that were arbitray to compute, whether if it was mere seconds, or if it was a nanosecond. For time itself is being used as a weapon. Size would not matter in this conflict. All it mattered was whether one could truly break the stalemate that was set about the battlefest.

And this intense battle was located within one phase. For there are far more that were suffering the same fate. Explosions of an esoteric nature were sent both backwards and forwards in time, seemingly becoming a mere mimicry of the Big Bang that once sprouted the beginning, but would now come about to an end.

The angels of one phase that would try to intervene in this growing atrocity, were seemingly struck down as if they were nothing. It was not the work of a spell or that of the biggest sci-fi gun that one could think of. No. It was simply a matter of pressing buttons. Literally and figuratively.

When it came to a conflict like this, one would have no need to be directly close to the enemy. For such things are antiquainted at best. No. Rather, there was the manipulation of information. Information meant everything to this conflict. As long as one attain the 'right' information, one would know where to strike. And that in turn lead to numerous erasures of many undesirables from their timeline. That is...so long as they weren't either protected outright or had been given 'false' information.

"All batteries, prepare to fire upon 23.5%."

"It will be done, my lord."

Somewhere upon the bridge of a great ship that was both an advance military vessel and a shrine dedictated to the worship of the gods (kami) was the presence of a great figure. It reminded of one who could be found in the tales and practices of the old religion of Shinto or Buddhism as it is practice in the Land of the Rising Sun. He wore a garment worn for the use of attending religious ceremonies and activities, a jōe to be precise. The face of this person was quite handsome and tall, but also strong in will and in spirit, a man of honor and of his word.

Lord Ninigi-no-Mikoto.

And as of now, his attendants who were at the controls of one of their most advance and powerful Shrine Warships — Shōhei Maru (昇平丸) — as it would begin to perform evasive maneuvers in an elegant style, defying any form of law of motion and managed to redirect the erasure bolts away from the ship and landed them upon the enemy, taking them out from the fabric of history.

The chaos was present from the reflective windows. Many souls suffer so as the Enemy does not fire indiscriminately. It would seem that the chaos would stretch even to the very past itself, and then beyond to the future itself. Nothing left unturned as the erasure bolts resounded and were parried.

Evasive maneuvers ensued from the shrine ship that would telekinetically the abominable but alive Dalek Warships that were of a mind likened to that of their master.

"My lord, it would appear that the Daleks have begun breaching through coordinates 34WOS, 534QD, and 435OS. Multiple phases appear to have grown unstable and are being reported to shift. Multiple holes in the fabric of space-time that are also located within those areas are letting the Living Dead walk through undetterd, but they as much as the Daleks and their allies are being thoroughly engaged by our ships and that of our allies."

One of the attendants who was present at the controls reported to his superior, who in turn noted the report as he breathe a heavy sigh.

"And what of our other allies, what of the Ranaevians?," Lord Ninigi asked.

"It would appear that the Ranaevians seem to be able to contain the situation through the use of their Thelemic Spheres. I have also confirmed from the official reports that Lord Doctor has managed to retrieve the surviving Magic God and requests that we buy enough time for their escape route."

"Then buy time we shall. Deploy the Kamikaze Stealth Fighters and send them to the following time coordinates that are to be marked for reinforcing the defenses."


There was hell throughout the Dalek Installation that was floating from the heart of many corrupted phases.

Staser fire was rapid upon the men of the 501st Legion and 7th Sky Corps, firing everything that they could muster and block the demat weaponry of the Daleks with their shields that are to be found throughout their wrists, or in many cases, throughout their entire person, to the discretion and advantage of the troops.

"EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!"

Firing round after round, the men in white armor, clones and warriors by nature and honed training, stood their ground as they fight to the bitter end. With every men loss, another is added to the enemy. But the primary advantage of wielding time is the fact that the dead can be brought back to fight again. And thus it came to be.

For every Dalek that was loss, two more would take it's place as they fire bolts that would produce electroshock effects that would seemingly erase one from mere existence. The same could be said for the men who open fired upon them in droves.

In light of the fire fight, many of the men were holding their ground and leaning against the marble walls. Multiple machine constructs were seen to already be severed from their root. The equipment that is used as a means of both harnessing, experimenting, and torturing the poor woman known as Othinus had all but been destroyed. And now...

The Doctor was currently attending to his patient. The man who had denied his name when he decided to take the face of the Warrior on Karn was now donning the name once more, if only for the sake of this poor woman who did not deserve this hellish fate. And her cry was one of the few that reach his ears. For alas, she was one of the lucky ones. The others weren't so lucky.

As the Doctor completed scanning Othinus through the use of his sonic screwdriver, he turns to his right, spotting a very tall and bulky individual in an olive green armor with a gold visor that was right close to him, wielding what appeared to be a modified MA5D Individual Combat Weapon System (ICWS). He'd recognize him from anywhere, especially with the '117' mark on the left side of the chest.

"Chief, I'm going to require you to provide some covering fire. I'm going to carry the girl and take her to my ship which is not far from here."

"Of course, General," the iconic Master Chief nodded obedienty, readying his assault rifle.

"Well, I guess we're about to get the fight of our lives, Chief. Let's do this, gentlemen."

The one who spoke was an advance onboard artificial intelligence that was present within the armor, serving as an advisor and assistant to Master Chief. Cortana was her name, and she was stretching her arms as if warming up, sporting a confident expression. The Doctor would begin to gently carry Othinus within his arms, with the latter sporting a grimaced expression.

"No matter what happens, close your eyes. You've seen enough bloodshed for one lifetime to many," the Doctor ordered.

Othinus couldn't help but complied in silence, not uttering a word and simply let the weariness take hold of her and fall unconcious. The Doctor would turn towards Chief as he said in a grim determined tone.

"Let's move out."

And with that, both men would begin to charge headfast towards the frey. Multiple Daleks are to be seen screeching in sheer unadulterated glee and madness as they spotted their greatest enemy within their line of sight.

"ALERT! ALERT! WE HAVE THE DOCTOR!"

"ALL UNITS! OPEN FIRE UPON THE DOCTOR! MAXIMUM EXTERMINATION!"

And by the time the Daleks that were nearby would begin to open fire, they would suddenly be overwhelmed by advance endoskeleton suits that suddenly teleported to their location and managed to dismantle them through the use of esoteric repulsor rays that fried them from the inside out. These suits are known to be the Iron Legion, advance droids designed with a mutitude of purposes.

As each Dalek tries to open fire, Master Chief, employing the use of his advance armor, would begin to intiate a phenomenon that would be related to Einstein's Relativity. Lightspeed attacks were employed. Time stopped for a fraction of each nanosecond for both Master Chief and the Doctor, the former in turn was beginning to use his rifle to open fire from multiple angles, piercing through the eyestalks of each Dalek with each bolter round specifically designed and improved for the use of fighting the Daleks. And in each count, the Daleks would all simultaneously explode, turning into mere combustion.

Then by the next moment, they seem to have gone through another corridor that was clear of any form of Daleks. And that seem to be the case for now as they made a sprint from one direction upon another as they would still hear the ensuing battles that was happening from every layer of the station.

And they stepped through another corridor, but with the Daleks awaiting them, this time in the form of Spiders.

"Spiders! Take cover!," one 7th Sky Corps clone trooper from the background would call out as he and many others would form instant vector shields to parry the erasure bolts that managed to erase some Daleks out of history.

Master Chief would begin to dodge each round and fire with his own, blasting multiple holes upon the shields and penetrating the Dalek shell, exploding and crumbling to mere dust and ashes. The Doctor in turn was also protected by an automatic shield of his own by mentally using the sonic from his pocket, making use of one of his emergency situation skills in the form of mere mental capacity.

And they would run. And run. And run. And run.

The clone troops would help them by providing cover fire for the both of them as they destroy every Dalek within their line of sight.

However...

"Target Identified: The Doctor. Termination authorized."

There were golden chrome armored sleek humanoids with red jack-o-lantern faceplates — Ultron Sentinels — were about to aim their repulsors at them. And they were seemingly denied such when from out of nowhere, a telekinetic push sends many of them towards each other and others would fall backwards to the pavement, exploding in turn by a couple of repulsor blasts.

The one who came to the aid of the two was none other than the Invincible Iron Man — Anthony Edward "Tony" Stark — wearing an advance endoskeleton armor that consisted of the classic red and gold. And he was aiming his repulsors upon the Daleks and the Ultron Sentinels that were trying to target both Master Chief and the Doctor.

"Perfect timing as always, Stark," Cortanna spoke from the comm-channel.

"Anything for the lady," Iron Man smirked before turning serious, firing another round that exploded a couple of respawning Daleks. "Doctor, Chief, I got this. Go!"

The Doctor nodded, turning to Chief. "Let's keep moving."

Then they would move swiftly. And they passed through many corridors and open-ended hallways that had unnatural battles that couldn't just be described. For with each clone killed, they would arise once more, not permitted to rest. The nature of time is broken in several open spaces.

As they pass through one corridor, a rift would open and a giant tentacle would come out which prompted Master Chief and the Doctor to stop from their tracks, the former opening fire and managed to hit the suction cups and cut the tentacle in half via explosive rounds, with the Doctor promptly closing the rift with the help of his screwdriver.

And then they kept moving. They would dodge another round of demat fire coming from the south, with Master Chief firing his assault rifle from behind and managing to hit a few Daleks nearby, exploding in turn.

Two Ultron Sentinels would hover from above and fire repulsor rays at them, only for it to be denied by Master Chief who made use of his reflective shield and send it back towards them, exploding to pieces and scrap metal. But they seem to be a temporary measure at best as they would automatically try to reform. By the time they have done so however, Master Chief and the Doctor had already fled the scene and continued to keep running towards the faithful ship that was no doubt waiting for her raggedy old man.


Thousands of planets from thousands of galaxies were being replicated endlessly by the Daleks in order to be fired at FTL speeds towards their designated targets. And the targets themselves just so happen to be the angels who were dying left, right, and center.

But it wasn't just them. Other targets are being killed by each speeding planetary bullet that was being fired, likened to that of a cosmic gunfight. Only these weren't mere bullets of metal. These were actual planets. But it wasn't just planets. Soon galaxies were being replicated and thrown as well. And the massacre was quite apparent.

Multiple solar explosions that managed to engulf Earth by every single nanosecond of it's existence.

The pressure was likened to that of mere hell itself.

Not even Accelerator, with all his power, could survive without breatable oxygen, at least in his earliest of iterations that were so. Chaos throughout the time stream meant that Accelerator had died by more than a thousand times, driving the poor young man mad and insane. The same could be said for everyone else who was present on Earth. Nothing could be overturn, for the boundaries of probability belong only to those among the stars who were doing battle against the menace that plagues this universe.

ACMI Universe-Prime was burning.


After more than a few hours of running and fighting through the hellish battles, they had finally managed to enter the TARDIS, with Master Chief providing cover fire as the Doctor enters the door that lead to the main controls, with Master Chief firing a few rounds before entering as well, closing the door from behind.

"Chief," the Doctor would gently hand the unconcious Othinus over to the Soldier. "Take Othinus to the med bay. The TARDIS would show you the way from there."

"Yes sir," Master Chief complied as he heads to the med bay.

The Doctor in turn was beginning to sprint from his main console and flip every switch and lever, thereby alllowing the ship to finally take off. And take off it shall.

Vworp Vworp Vworp

The TARDIS would dematerialize as it heads off into the Time Vortex and would perform practical and impossible evasive maneuvers in order to dodge the trip wires and booby traps that were layed ahead for TARDISes and other advance ships, before finally making it's escape into the far reaches of the battle.


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501st Clone Trooper Journal (STARS):

"With the timely efforts of the 501st and of the 7th Sky Corps, both Master Chief and the Doctor had managed to make their escape from the ground and into the Time Vortex, with the package in hand. Now all that's left for us is to survive and fight as we clear the path for our other allies to draw near and put a stop to the ambitions of the Daleks and their allies. For the Battles of the Infinite Hells have only just begun."


ED Song:

Terminator Salvation - Break The Silence (Soundtrack)


Incarnation(s)/Regeneration(s) of the Doctor:

The War Doctor - A: John Hurt

New Characters:

Othinus - VA: Asami Seto

Master Chief Petty Officer John-117 - A: Steve Downes

Cortana - A: Jen Taylor

Anthony Edward "Tony" Stark/Iron Man - A: Robert Downey Jr.

Lord Ninigi-no-Mikoto

The Daleks - A: Nicholas Briggs

Ultron Sentinels - A: Tom Kane