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A/N: Just an idea for a multi-crossover story I have. I hope you like it!
The sound of metal pounding against wood could be heard as fingers drummed on the table. The fingers were placed inside of a metal gauntlet that was inscribed with ancient markings from the past of a powerful. The owner of the hand belonged to one donned in a long, majestic red robe with gold markings on the edges. The being had the face of a man, but he was far more ancient than any human.
Ancient blue eyes stared across the table, towards other human-like beings wearing similar outfit. There were a total of three other beings, each one carrying their own sense of dignity and respect of their positions. They were older than any human, but far younger than the one sitting at the head of the table. The ancient being sat back in his golden seat and remained silent as the others chattered among themselves.
One of the said beings, a male with a golden cap on his head, talked with his compatriot, "Are you sure about this?"
His compatriot, a female, presented a high-tech pad with calculations to the male. "There's no doubt about it," she answered. "The stars here have different astronomical positions. You can see for yourself."
After inspecting the calculations, the same being sighed as he placed the pad on the table and laid back in his seat. "So it is true. We are no longer in our own universe."
Another male who sat across from the two compatriots spoke up. "How is that even possible? We should have been destroyed in the blast!"
"But we're here, instead," came from the female. "It is a great mystery. None of us could have seen it coming."
The first male stared at the only female at the table. "Mystery or not, we're in another universe with no way back. We're trapped."
"Trapped, you say?"
All eyes fell on the ancient one, who finally broke his vow of silence. While his fingers now remained still, his voice carried a great weight that made the other listen and none dared to speak up as the ancient being continued. His voice was filled with great ambition and power. When he spoke, no one dared to speak up against him.
"Don't be so quick to assess our situation, Castellan," he spoke, staring at the first male.
The first male, the Castellan, only stared back at the ancient being. "What do you mean, Lord President?"
The ancient one, referred to as 'Lord President' stared at them and his other hand went to the large staff rested against his seat. The large staff clanged against the floor as the Lord President rose from his seat with a look of ambition that matched his voice. The Lord President spoke with the words of millennia of knowledge and power that made the others of his kind respect and fear him.
"We have been driven from our own universe, yes, but this is a new opportunity for us," he began. "There are dozens of worlds out there, new timelines for us to explore! This is the chance we have been wanting for so long. This is the chance we can use to rebuild the former glory of our race!"
"But we no longer have our ability of time travel," the Castellan objected. "We can't be the guardians of time if we cannot master it."
The female male interjected, "Actually, we still have the technology necessary for us to do so. We will need to consult our engineers first."
"Excellent," the Lord President felt a smile appear on his face before turning to the other male. "Coordinator, have your agents in the Celestial Intervention Agency on standby. I want them to explore the nearest star system for us to establish our new base of operations."
The Coordinator nodded. "Yes, Lord Rassilon,"
Rassilon turned his attention to the other two. "You are dismissed. We have much work to do."
All three beings at the table rose from their seat and bowed to their Lord President before they took their leave. After they left, Rassilon found himself in the chamber with only his guards standing in the far back of the chamber. The smile on his face turned into a grin as the ambition in his voice rose.
"This is a new day for the Time Lords," Rassilon, Lord President of the Time Lords, spoke. He raised his eyes to the new sky over his head.
"We shall rise, once again."
AN: That's all I have for now. What do you think? Good, bad? Let me know in the reviews and please leave constructive criticism. Also, this idea is not up for adoption. Thank you.
Raika out!