The History of the Last Great Time War

The Horde of Travesties(Part 1)

The Tardis suddenly went dark.

Surprised, the Warrior, pulled a few levers and clicked a few buttons. He even pulled the dematerialization lever up and down again. Nothing worked. Checking the status of the Tardis on the console, it showed him that the Tardis had locked itself down due to a paradox, activated defense mode(ABSOLUTELY nothing can get in, ABSOLUTELY nothing can get out.), and the gauges were spinning crazily, calculators literally showing '$+1@OpEn Pigg8'.The Warrior, due to his personality, immediately wanted to take a closer look at what could cause a time-ship to behave like this.

After trying a few more accessories, he smiled. The Tardis had shut down everything--except the Anti-Gravity Floatation Device. He pulled the lever again and again, until he felt the dark Tardis suddenly become weightless.

The Warrior began to float around, while the G-Force kept on increasing. Eventually, his blood vessels overloaded, and he was knocked out by the amount of speed.

After a quite a while, the Tardis landed with a thunderous crash that could probably be heard hundreds of kilometers away.
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"Uhhh", moaned the Warrior, rubbing his head. Around him were the damaged and broken pieces of buttons, displays, roundrels, levers, and consoles. Sharp, metal pieces were everywhere, even on his own body. Sparks were flying everywhere--it looked worse than when he had just regenerated in it.

Pulling the broken bits out of his skin and hair, he strapped on his bandolier full of grenades, ammunition, explosives, knives, and a plasma-pistol. He took his intact (severely modified) Staser-rifle attached with a grenade launcher, a laser-aim, a wavelength manipulator scope, a bipod, and more.

He didn't even have to open the door--the remaining parts were lying beside him, still smoldering. He stepped out into the light and shielded himself from the bright sun.

It was a vaguely familiar planet, somehow untouched by the War. Around his feet were grass, something he hadn't seen for as long as he could remember. He pulled a handful of the grass, attempting to save it as a souvenir. To his surprise, it immediately wilted and died, the Warrior feeling a indescribable sensation ricocheting throughout his body.

"Well, that's weird", he thought to himself, dropping the remains of the grass. He kept on walking; anywhere and everywhere his feet touched immediately disintegrated, the Warrior feeling the same tingling sensation again.

He kept on trudging through the increasing-in-height grass, until he saw a village.

He rushed inside the premises, finding the human-like villagers walking around, in a pattern. None seemed to notice the Warrior--however, if he got too close, they would cut the pattern and follow a new one.

Finally, a little boy cut the pattern, and walked up to the Warrior.

"Hello, Sir."

"Oh, uh, hello."

"Sir, please come with me."

Then Warrior followed the little boy into the heart of the village. The Warrior finally knew why the villagers had followed the pattern, but it was already too late............