They gathered together. The Time Lords of Gallifrey. They had important matters to discuss. Very important. The most important they had had in a very long time.

"Fellow Time Lords. The Daleks have pulled back their surge, just as we are about to unleash our legions. They are playing defensively and hitting and running in ambush technique. What is going on? Where is the main Dalek army hiding?" inquisitioned Rassilon, Lord of the Time Lords and the First President of Gallifrey, until his death and revival.

"Oh great Rassilon! Four Dalek ships currently orbit Arda. They appear to have invaded the world, despite us never touching it! They must have detected something valuable on the surface," said one of the Council.

"Well then. Send an agent. The best we have available to send. I don't care who, but I need intel on the Dalek's plans. And then I need them to be stopped. Whatever it is, it can't be good if they would give up fighting a war they were winning to take it," ordered Rassilon. The rest of the Council left to collect an agent.

"Ummm… Mr. Doctor, I think we have a deal. You go to Arda, learn the Daleks plans, stop them if possible, and then contact us. We shall discuss further when you contact us. Good luck," said one of the high ranking Time Lords to the Doctor. The Doctor was a renegade Time Lord. He had broken their laws many times, and yet he always strived for the good of mankind. Maybe, in this case, he would beat his old enemy, the Daleks.

The Doctor got in T40 Tardis, and with the familiar whir of justice, it dematerialized. It would soon, after journeying through the Time Vortex, materialize in Arda to begin the quest to beat the Daleks.

The Time Lords were coming to Middle Earth. But they were not the only force preparing to take action against the Dalek intruders.