"To the TARDIS!"

"The What-Is?" Black Star asked as he and the entourage of children followed the Doctor outside the Death Room.

"Time And Relative Dimensions In Space" The Doctor explained, dashing down the hallway. "In short, it's a time machine and spaceship that I travel the universe in." The Doctor stopped and shook his head. "I must sound daft right now."

"Very." Soul said.

"So what's the big deal with this..." Maka couldn't believe that she was about to say this. "...time-traveling stuff?"

"Glad you asked!" The Doctor started. "Y'see, I'm a time traveler. And things don't particularly happen to me in the right order." The Doctor ran down the steps that led up to the school. "I might meet your future self, and you might have met my past self in two different times."

"So you've met Lord Death already?" Tsubaki asked.

"Well... He's met my future self, but I'm about to go and meet his past self, so that way his future self can point me to his past self..."

"Mind blown." Soul said quietly.

"It's all sort of... timey-wimey when you think about it." The Doctor stopped at a street corner to check where he was.

"Timey-wimey?" Maka looked confused.

"Ah! There she is!" The Doctor trotted up to his blue police box. "Right where I left her!"

"This is your big time machine?" Black Star tapped the wood on the side. "Doesn't seem too... machiney..."

"Oi!" The Doctor snapped at Black Star. "She's not much, but she's mine!"

"Well, no matter how you slice it, it doesn't seem very much like a space ship." Soul leaned up against the doors of the TARDIS.

"Yeah... on the outside..." The Doctor snapped his fingers, and the TARDIS doors swung open, causing Soul to fall into the TARDIS. Soul cursed and rubbed the back of his head, but stopped as he observed the inside. The bigger-on-the-inside. "Wha..."

"Time machine! Space ship!" The Doctor exclaimed, stepping over Soul and running up to the center console. "Anywhere in time and space!" He spun around the console like a child around his presents on Christmas day.

"This... this is..." Maka and the others were at a loss for words. The Doctor just ran around the console again and again, scanning and fidgeting with the many complex instruments and levers on the console.

"Yeah... it is." The Doctor puffed up with pride in his old girl. "Alright, you've had you're looks, now out!" The Doctor shooed the two team out the door.

"What?! Why?" The meisters and weapons pleaded.

"I'm going back on someone's personal timeline. If anything happens to the past, any of you may not have ever come to the DWMA, or maybe even have ever existed." The Doctor stood in the TARDIS doorway explaining the dangers.

"And that's... bad, right?" Black Star asked.

"Very. And I already have enough on my conscience." The Doctor's face grew solemn, and then snapped back to cheerful again. "Right then! Better get going!" He shut the doors, and poked his head out them again. "By the way, stick around for this next part. Most people love it." He closed the doors and ran up to the console. He pulled a lever, spun a ball-bearing, and pumped a sort of bicycle pump looking lever. The center tube sprang to life and began pulsing with light and the classic Vwoorp of the TARDIS. The kids outside of the TARDIS watched in awe as the TARDIS' top-light blinked and the whole of the blue box slowly faded out into thin air.

"Where is he?" Tsubaki asked in shock.

"I guess... in the past." Maka said.

The TARDIS rocked and shook about, and came to an abrupt stop. The Doctor ran up to the door and swung them wide open with exitement. He stepped out to a wide, grassy plain. Trees dotted the background in the distance. "Oh... how far back are we?" The Doctor began talking to himself. "Now that I think about it, probably should have asked when exactly Lord Death and I had met..." The Doctor's thought was interrupted by something poking his back. Something sharp and dagger like.

"Who are you?" The strange voice came from behind, pressing the weapon into the Doctor's back. The voice was clearly male. It was deep. And menacing. "How did you get here?"

"Oh, I'm just... a traveller..." The Doctor's mind was racing. How could he escape this one?

"Traveller, huh?" The mystery man scoffed. "No one travels 'round these parts."

"Tell me... what year is it?" The Doctor asked.

The man seemed puzzled by the Doctors question. "What kinda question is that?"

"I need to know." The man told the Doctor the year. The Doctor smiled. "Alright. One more question. Do you know anything about a guy named Lord Death?"

The man seemed to pause at that name. He let up the dagger from the Doctor's back. "How do you know Lord Death?"

"Oh, so you do know him then?" The Doctor asked smugly.

"I'm part of his personal guard. And you seem to be a threat." The man dug the dagger back into the Doctor. "And threats must be neutralized."

"Look." The Doctor began to plead. "Just... let me talk to him. I have information that may be important to him."

"Not a chance."

"Please. He may be in danger." The Doctor pleaded. His only other hope was the TARDIS sitting just barely 5 paces behind the two of them.

The man eyed the Doctor suspiciously. "Why should I trust you?"

"Because... I've got a very honest face."

"You're testing my patience." The man was about ready to stab the Doctor.

"Look. If I'm lying, then you can kill me where I stand. Sound like a plan?"

The man considered this for a moment. He pulled the dagger out from the Doctor's back and spun the Doctor around to meet him face to face. The man was sporting gray-black hair and almost lifeless grey eyes. He wore a black tank-top and black sport pants, over all of which he wore a tan bandage-like scarf, which the man kept flipped up to conceal part of his face. "Like you said, if you're lying, I'll strike you down."

The Doctor nodded. "Will do. Now... where is Lord Death?"

"This way." The man motioned in the direction which he ambushed the Doctor from.

"By the way... I never did catch your name." The Doctor stated. The man eye him suspiciously and almost hatefully.

"It's Asura."