The TARDIS slowly came to a halt, as the Doctor sprung up from his chair.
"Now if I remember correctly I saved the day again, as usual, and then got wounded. At least I hope that is what happened."
As the Doctor made his way to the door he fixed his tie and ran back to the scanner. What he saw he wasn't in New York City, but in fact, a war torn London sometime in the near future.
"Hmm, that's not how I left it, better see what is going on."
As he stepped a foot outside the TARDIS a rather large man pointed a sword at him and smiled. The man was rather tall, with thick brown hair and blue eyes. He had no nose and looked exactly like every other soldier patrolling the grounds. He was in perfect fitness, and was only wearing pants and a collar with a number on it. He poked the Doctor slightly to make him move, and they were off.
The Doctor tried to talk to the large man but all he would say back is "Will", he assumed they were creatures made for war and he was right. The city was full of soldiers protecting their stations and, in a few sections, he saw the "enemy". They looked to be just as tall but slender with slicked back black hair. They were more violent and had razor tongues and claws. They seemed more animal-like than man, and this scared the Doctor. A war seemed to be taking place and the humans were stuck in the middle.
"Take me to your leader!" The Doctor bellowed as they brought him to an abandoned house.
They threw him on the ground and dragged him into a large throne room made for the likes of a king. This is exactly what the Doctor wanted, to see the man in charge. He was going to get down to the bottom of this mystery right now.
A man that looked like all the soldiers rose from his chair and smiled. He had a few slight differences in that he was taller then the rest, and on his collar he wore jewels. He saw the Doctor's attire and laughed as he picked him up and set him on a rather stiff seat.
"Hello, I am sorry for how my men have treated you, but in this war we can not trust anyone. We treat all prisoners who do not look like Fear, to the best of our ability."
"You said Fear, and war, what exactly is going on. I'm not from around here and well, I just thought I would visit and this place did not have any of the likes of you ten years ago. What happened?"
"First we dine, and you tell me more of your strange ship the men said you had. It just appeared they said!"
"Okay let's have a little dinner... and I'll tell you about me if you let me in on the war and why it's on Earth, deal?"
The man laughed again and shook the Doctors hand.
"I am Will, the king of all the land you called Europe, and my men are built for war. The perfect fighters."
As he said this a table was brought with fine food upon it, but the people making the food were clearly human slaves. This displeased the Doctor, but before he could save them he had to know what exactly was going on.
"Okay, well. I'm the Doctor, an Alien like you. My ship is called the TARDIS it travels in time and space. Now, what is this Fear you spoke of?"
"The Fear are in control of the land of Asia. They have been our rival ever since we were created. back on Arrow 3. Our home world was destroyed and we had to take our war to the planet that looked like ours the most, and it seemed to be Earth. Fear made it second to the planet and only took over Asia but the first creature to land took all of South America and his slave race took North America. "
"Wait there are more of you? Not just you and Fear?"
"No. There were seven of us all together. We were created by Father Death and Mother Life. From Death came Hate who has taken your South America. He created a slave race, Greed to take over the Northern half of America. Mother Life, made our only sister Love. She is my only ally as of now as she lives in what you call Australia."
"Let me stop you there! You ruined your world so you came to war here? This is really, really not good. I mean, for starters this goes against every known universe law in place even at this time."
"We are above all laws... And now, Doctor, I shall bid you goodnight and send you to the cellars with the rest of your human kind."
"What, no more story time? I'll get it later then. Wou gave me enough for now to ponder on."
The Doctor got up and two large men of Will grabbed his arms and dragged him to his prison. They opened the rusty, creaky door and out feel a rotting corpse.
"Oh, gross! I'm going to be in there, could you at least clean it first? Okay. I am sorry old chap, but I don't want your dead germs on me."
The Soldiers looked at him oddly and threw him in, shut the door, and turned off the lights.