Chapter 2

My head was pounding; I looked sideways to see an unconscious woman lying next to a strange machine. Where was I? Who is she? Who am I?

A man with slanted eyes and tentacles hanging from his mouth stood in front of me. "Who are you? Who am I? Where are we?" I asked, he was slow to answer as he picked up a small glowing ball from his pocket,

"You are The Doctor, we are in your TARDIS." His voice seemed to come from the ball rather than his mouth.

I was absolutely puzzled, "Doctor who?"

He seemed to chuckle, "Many a' people have said that to you, Doctor. Never have I thought you might say it yourself. Do you still have dreams of your future? Tell me Doctor... What happens next?"

I had no idea what he (I was assuming it was a man on account of the Navy Blue suit) meant, but at the same time I knew exactly what he meant, words spew forth from my mouth with no conscious effort on my part, "The TARDIS will take off, utilizing its emergency accelerator and we enter a time stasis, the woman then wakes up, and uses a concealed gun to shoot you in the chest, two inches from your heart!" I let out a gasp, because the words came out of me like vomit from a sick man. Just then the 'TARDIS' as he had called it, shook to life and we entered the inevitable time stasis. How did the man know of my dreams of future time? I had not told anyone, fearing that my enemies would come after me, using the dreams like an oracle for their will.

The woman was waking, she eyed the room slowly, "Doctor? What happened? Did we save Paris?". It was slowly coming back to me, this 'Paris' was in danger, but by whom? Then it hit me, DALEKS! My mind was still in fragments but I knew what who I was against. Daleks, they hail from Gallifrey, I think. NO! I come from Gallifrey... Is that somewhere in Ireland? It was coming together slowly, then I remembered what I said earlier, I shot a look at the Woman and she had a gun in her hands,

"No! Stop! Don't", 'PKA' the gun fired and the man with tentacles was shot, he looked into my eyes and gave a blink that seemed to be of satisfaction, his words were slow, as his strength was weakening,

"Doctor. We will meet again, I know that we will meet again, because you told me. All those years ago, you told me you would look different, and I didn't believe you, but here you are. The man who wore bowties no longer wears a bowtie, and I am dying, does this fit into your plan, Doctor? Does this fit into your prophecy?" His eyes turned red for a moment and the blood gushed out of his chest, and he fell to the ground, dropping his glowing ball, he spoke his last words with what seemed like a smile, "Does this fit into your prophecy, Doctor?"...

"I am not the man who wore bowties... I am the man who will." I had used those words before, but when? I turned my head towards the woman, her arm still holding the gun outwards in the direction of the man, she was trembling,

"Doctor, what have I done to that poor little mutant man? What have I done?!" she exclaimed. I walked towards her cautiously, then wrapped my arms around her, "Doctor, what must we do? I killed him." The dreams began to rush through my head; I remembered that the dreams plagued my life, but didn't remember what these dreams contained. I felt sick as the images flashed through my mind, the whole Earth being choked out by gases emitting from cars, a man burning millions of spider hatchlings, blobs of fat floating towards the sky. Then I heard voices outside the 'TARDIS'... "EXTERMINATE HIM WE HAVE THE TARDIS LOCKED IN THE VORTEX THERE IS NO ESCAPE! EXTERMINATE THE TARDIS! EXTERMINATE THE DOCTOR" The woman was still shaking, her arms down now but the gun still in her hand, she began to weep,

"Why did I trust you?

I didn't know how to save us, hell; I didn't even know who I was. The images that flashed through my head had slowed, but we're still coming, little things here and there; a pocket watch that whispered when it was opened, waking up as a different man... That one recurred quite often; men dying, but waking and living through another body, what did it mean? A scarf, a fez, all things I wore or will wear... And, there's something else... celery! Wait, celery? I didn't have time to think, the TARDIS shook, and the doors opened, we were flying through what looked like a multi-colored tube. Two upside-down trashcans floated in, they seemed to have a plunger and a Earth-Whisk attached to them... Wait! These are Daleks, not trash bins! After they had settled, one to the left of the now closed TARDIS door, spoke, "YOU ARE THE DOCTOR, YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED."

"No! Wait! Stop! Listen to me, I don't know why you want to kill me, why?!", I spoke quickly, fearing these creatures might not think for themselves.

They stopped, and pointed their strange stalks at each other, which I assumed functioned as their eye or eyes. They spoke to each other in a calmer voice, now. "The Doctor is struck with amnesia, is this possible, Dalek Yahn?"

"Yes, it is possible, amnesia can be found within many creatures of the universe, Gallifreyans as well." Their voices were still obnoxious and robotic but I'm glad they weren't screeching, I turned my head to look for the woman. She was hiding behind the TARDIS console; I think that's what it called. She had a gun and was readying it for another shot, she put her finger in front of her closed lips, as to shush me. I shook my head, back and forth vigorously; a gun would not work on these metal machines. She looked confused, but gave me an eye-roll that I knew meant she would obey. I continued listening to the Dalek conversation, we're they stupid? I could have escaped by now, but I wasn't going to leave the woman. "Yes, this has indeed has happened before, Dalek Fahl."

"If we can isolate the Doctor, he will no longer be of threat to us." I saw something in the corner of my eye, on the console, above the woman, and my brain recognized it as a 'Sonic Screwdriver', it had a purple tip and silver handle, but what was it used for? "Dalek Yahn, I do not understand your logic."

"Dalek Fahl! I AM YOUR SUPERIOR! YOU SHALL NOT DISOBEY, I AM COMMANDER OF THIS MISSION, YOU SHALL BEND TO MY WILL. YOU WILL DO WHAT IS BEST FOR THE DALEK RACE!" Their voices had raised again, and the one called, 'Dalek Fahl', hovered over to me, he raised his plunger-looking tool and it inched towards my face, I used my peripheral vision to look at the woman, she had the 'Screwdriver', she also had a piece of paper that had a language I immediately recognized as Gallifreyan, scribbled on in red pen.