"Get comfy and know that what you are about to hear will change everything you have just spent the past ten minutes thinking, doing, saying, drinking, ect," said Ace, deadly serious to the group.
"Spit it out," said River anxiously.
"From the moment I stepped in this TARDIS, we've been at war," said Ace eerily. They all stared at her with different expressions. Eleven was not surprised in the least; he had on that are-you-serious-you're-doing-this-to-me look. River and Ten looked shocked; Sherlock and John looked to Ace in shock, then to each other sadly. Their eyes both seemed to say, "This is goodbye."
"How are we at war exactly?" asked Eleven.
"Think of everything you've ever faced. Weeping Angels, Cybermen, Daleks, The Silence, Vashta Narada, and the list goes on and on," said Ace.
"Vashta Narada…I'd hate to have to face that. Must be hell," commented River softly. Ten nodded in agreement.
"You will face all of those things all at once. They will all have the same objective. It's a race to get to the one thing they all want," explained Ace.
"What do they want?" asked Ten.
"Me," Ace sighed.
"Why do they want you?" asked Clara.
"There's something you don't understand, I am the second most powerful being in the cosmos and I hate it. My people burned. I was on Earth at the time. The rest of my people who were on Earth left because they're self-righteous bastards who'd rather die with their people than be left alone on the scorched planet. They want their names in text books. Despicable…" Ace shook her head.
"Who's the most powerful being in the cosmos?" asked Clara.
Ten and Eleven straightened up, preparing their witty remarks after they assumed Ace would say the most powerful being in the cosmos was The Doctor.
"That is to be revealed at a later date," Ace replied. Ten and Eleven frowned and slumped back down.
"Why all the mystery?" asked John.
"You know full well why, John," snapped Ace impatiently. That shut everyone up for long enough that they noticed a strange tapping noise.
"What's that?" asked Ten.
"No one knows, obviously," answered Sherlock sharply.
"No shit, Sherlock," retorted Rose. Clara laughed heartily. Rose smiled at her own joke. John stared at them angrily confused. They all stared around, listening for what the tapping was. Eleven looked down at Ten's hand horrified.
"Doctor, stop that," said Eleven panic-stricken.
"Stop what?" asked Ten quickly with equal panic.
"Look at your hand," whispered Ace.
Ten was tapping four rapid beats on the wall of the TARDIS. They all stared at him as he slowly turned to see his hand was tapping. His eyes widened and suddenly, Sherlock, John, Clara, and Rose were all doing it. A symphony of terrible noise filled the ship. The first to collect the ultimate prize had arrived.
Dun dun duuunnn
