Back in Time
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The Time Vortex The TARDIS Date: Indeterminable
The TARDIS tumbled through the Vortex, as she usually did. The Doctor, solitary, walked around the control panel flipping switches seemingly at random. I watched him, from across the room, invisible to the naked eye as he continued working on the console. A few seconds after I faded in, the Doctor stiffened and whirled around, facing in my general direction. “Who’s there? Show yourself...” He sounded nervous. It was not easy for most things to get onto the TARDIS while she was in transit, so he had reason for concern. The last couple of times the TARDIS was breached disastrous consequences ensued. I released the force that was keeping me invisible, then smiled and waved at. To his credit, the Doctor managed to not gawk when I appeared. Just to be fancy, I faded in and out for a few moments until I was fully coherent, and made the same whining noise the TARDIS always made when she materialized. I was not the strangest person that he had seen; at least that’s what he thought. I think the TARDIS knew who I was; she seemed to react with familiarity to my presence, though the Doctor didn’t have the foggiest idea as to who I was, but he would find out soon enough. He broke the uneasy silence with a question. “Who are you? What are you doing on my TARDIS?” I smirked, and replied. “I’m reluctant to tell you who I am, as I think if you found out you wouldn’t like me very much.”
The Doctor raised an eyebrow at that comment, but waited for me to continue. “As to why I’m here, my dear Doctor, I’m here to give you what you want, anything at all.” The Doctor shook his head angrily, “What, and all I have to do to get it is to blow up a few planets? Unleash hell on earth? No thanks! Now get out!” I shook my head, “On the contrary, Theta Sigma. I want you to stop the gates of hell from swinging open.” This time the Doctor did gawk at hearing his childhood nickname. “Okay, who are you? How do you know that name?” I sighed, and answered his question, “My dear Doctor, I knew your name before you emerged from the loom…” Oh no, he’s still confused.
“Doctor, what did they teach you in that academy about the religious mythology of the early Gallifreyans?” The Doctor looked puzzled, and replied, “They taught us that before we became enlightened in the ways of science that we believed that the first Gallifreyans were created by Time itself, to watch over the time stream. It didn’t really make sense until we discovered time travel, but it’s all a load. There’s nothing I’ve ever seen that’s made me believe in Father Time, at least as a creator and protector, if there was a God of the Time Lords he wouldn’t have let me do what I did to my people, even if it would have saved countless lives.”
My heart fell at the turn of the conversation. I was hoping he wasn’t going to bring that up. “I’m so sorry. You don’t know how hard it was, even with the rest of the universe at stake. Standing by and watching everything I set in motion just be unmade was the single most painful thing I’ve ever had to do. The Daleks were too great a threat to allow them to exist.” The Doctor made a face. “What? So let me get this straight. You’re God?” I shrugged, “Not the God. No capital G. I’m a god, technically. To put it simply, I’m the personification of time. I made your people to guard the vortex.” Wait for it…
The Doctor inhaled sharply and appeared to be incensed. “How could you?!” He shouted, looking like he was ready to throttle me. “It wasn’t my choice… If there was anything more that I could’ve done, I would’ve done it. As it is, I skirted the line by allowing you and the Master to survive. My non-interference was ordered by a higher power. The highest power, actually. I knew you’d be one of the last.” I looked at one of the last of my Time Lords sadly, then the Doctor seemed to remember something I said a moment before, “Wait, what do you mean one of the last?” I smiled, “Theta Sigma… You are not alone. Who do you think told Jack to tell you?” The Doctor yet again appeared to be gob smacked. “But that’s not possible, the only Time Lords who were alive after the Time War, the Master and Jenny, are both dead…” I shook my head, “Bzzt! Wrong! Try again! You should know better than anyone that Koschei never really goes away…” The Doctor’s eyes widened. Yeah, I’ll let him sweat about that for a while.
“If you agree to do this thing for the humans, I’ll send Jenny your way.” The look on his face was priceless. Got him!
“But she’s dead! She didn’t regenerate!” I clicked my tongue at him, “Wrong again! You think you crashed on Messaline, and gained a daughter, just to have her taken away a short time later?”
I walked over and patted the control console fondly, and addressed the TARDIS. “Thanks for the assist.” I turned around and faced the Doctor again, and leaned against the console and continued talking. “So what do you say?” The Doctor looked like he was getting a little emotional. “You’d do that?” I nodded, “Yeah, it’s the least I could do, after everything… Besides, she’s already where we’re going anyway.” His eyes widened, “Tell me, where is she?” I shrugged, “I’ll do you one better, I’ll take you there.”
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