"Better wait here while I go check dear." He said to River, who smiled at him and nodded. He slipped out the door and closed it tightly.
And came face to face with a Dalek.
"THE DOC-TOR WILL BE EX-TER-MIN-ATE-ED" It called as the Doctor swivelled around grabbing his Sonic out of his pocket and buzzing the Tardis, which took off almost immediately.
The Doctor looked around at his 'captors'. There were Daleks, bronze and coloured ones, the one having talked to him being big and white. There were also Cybermen, positioned behind the Daleks standing tall with their arms pointing at him in a basic 'Delete' position.
What surprised him was the fact that there were also Judoon and the Sycorax flanking him and behind him, where the Tardis used to be.
Only then did he glance at his surroundings.
Around him and the miniature army were trees. Normal, forest trees, standing there innocently, swaying against the wind. Only then did a plan come into the Doctors head.
Pointing his Sonic Screwdriver at the Daleks and Cybermen, it started up with a loud buzz. The Cybermen recoiled whilst the Daleks started shutting down dramatically.
He ran. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him into the trees, hoping he had bought himself some time.
Only minutes later came the screams of "EX-TER-MIN-ATE!" "DELETE" and other various noises of the aliens following the Time Lord into the bracken.
The Doctor ran for his life, swooping past bushes and jumping over logs until he reached a clearing.
Then he realised it was a dead end. A cliff. He couldn't get past.
He turned to try another way, only to find himself surrounded once more. He sighed, this wasn't going well. He turned once more, looking for some way across from one cliff to the other. He looked down, the only things there would lead to his death.
Water ran through sharp, forbidding rocks underneath him. He looked up, and spotted it.
It was a branch. Big and mossy, but a branch none the less. He took a few steps back towards his enemies, before running and leaping with all his might.
He breathed a sigh of relief as his hands grasped the branch and he began to swing, the moss helping somewhat. The chorus of death threats increased behind his as, with no warning, he released the branch and landed, somewhat wobbly, on his feet.
He turned to his followers and bowed to them, raising his voice.
"Well fellows it was nice to see you again, but I have to go now! Don't worry though! I'm here all week!" He called as they tried to find a way across the chasm.
He began to run again, for fear of them catching him. He once again dodged big pointy rocks and after 10 minutes couldn't hear the calls of his 'captors'.
After half an hour of walking and running the Doctor finally found shelter.
Yes it was a little cave, wet with water from the early spring morning, and slightly mossy because of that, but the Time Lord couldn't care less. It was shelter, and that was all that mattered.
As the Doctor settled down, he only hoped River and the Tardis would find him before the miniature army.
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