Chapter Four: Broken

5 0 0
                                    

The Doctor watched in terror as the Dreamers hands released the power of the Time-Vortex upon them all.

"What do we do now?" asked Hamish.

"No Idea."

*

A sudden beam of light flowed through the ground breaking it apart, John opened his eyes and both of them stood up watching the Daleks as they stood in the light, frozen and deteriorating, rusting away into nothing-ness.

"What's happening?" asked Kate, quizzical.

"Don't know," answered John.

The two of them bolt for the door and make it before the whole of the room is engulfed in the light and is swallowed up, rusting into nothing.

*

The Doctor stood watching the Dreamer growing in power, his hands and head flowing with Time.

"I AM TIME, THE WHOLE OF EXISTENCE FLOWS THROUGH MY VEINS, I CAN CONTROL ANYTHING, MAKE SOMEONE DIE, MAKE SOMEONE LIVE, I CAN DO ALL, I CAN LIVE!!!"

"No you can't," shouts the Doctor, desperate for the Dreamer to stop.

"I WILL, I ALWAYS WILL..."

"What?" asks Hamish, "Will what?"

"WIN."

The Dreamer flows his hands and head into his chest then extends them the fire of the vortex bolting out, the Doctor and Hamish run out into the other room, the dead Daleks sitting there, killed by the Vortex.

"How do we get out?" asks Hamish.

"I've got a plan."

"What's the plan?"

"No idea, you asked too fast, didn't have enough time to make it up, sorry."

"So we have no way of getting out?"

"Yeah."

Suddenly a whezzing groaning noise penetrated the walls.

The Doctor looks up, amazed.

"THE TARDIS!!!"

The TARDIS appears and Grace and John step out.

"We've seen you at the controls before."

"Brilliant," remarks the Doctor, "absolutely Brilliant."

Broken TimeWhere stories live. Discover now