War Cry to Nowhere (War Doc X Fitz Kreiner X 8th Doctor)
Dec 16, 2013 16:18:20 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Dec 16, 2013 16:18:20 GMT -5
Standing on the edge of a massive battlefield mind darkened with the memories of the recent fight, a man once revered as noble and just surveys the damage with a gun over his war tattered shoulders. His young face as of yet unblemished yet still is beginning to show his fight. This man was once the great Time Lord known far and wide as the Doctor, now he is known as the Renegade, or to some as the Warrior Doctor. He was born from war and created to end the War, he renounced his name and now he fights. So now as he surveys the battle, glances over bodies of his comrades shot before they could regenerate and the wreckage reeking of burnt Dalek he growls and hefts his gun back onto his shoulder. "This war needs to end now." His young voice somehow speaks with age his face does not represent.
The man turns and heads into his TARDIS, a once gloriously bright blue police call box, now she is sadly a faded blue. He opens the door and enters the larger on the inside console room, he sets his gun down and heads to his console. "The outer lines are secure again what is my next destination?" He reads the location and sighs. "But I just saved that location yesterday? Where are all these rust buckets coming from?" He sighs and sets the coordinates and then sends his TARDIS into time with it's customary wheezing dematerialization song.
Suddenly the TARDIS takes a sharp turn and a sharp downward plunge causing the Renegade to have to grab the console for support. "Whoa easy girl what's going on!?" He looks at the readout and gasps at the confused console readout. "What are you doing!? I said go right not left! Last time I let you drive!" He quickly tries to right the wrong turn and finds his console is locked. The TARDIS sends a sharp hum followed by a jerk at him. "What do you mean this is for my own good? I'll decide what is for my own good, and right now it's blowing up rust buckets." The TARDIS responds with another jerk and sharp hum. "OI!! No need to use that language!" He looks at his console and huffs as his TARDIS continues to, and he's shocked over this as well, smugly carry him back into his own time line. "You know I thought you were supposed to stop me from doing stuff like this." The TARDIS gives a smug hum and then goes through it's landing song. "Oh really I thought I was the Renegade." He takes a step out onto Gallifrey's land and smiles at the less ravaged plains he has always longed to see.
The man turns and heads into his TARDIS, a once gloriously bright blue police call box, now she is sadly a faded blue. He opens the door and enters the larger on the inside console room, he sets his gun down and heads to his console. "The outer lines are secure again what is my next destination?" He reads the location and sighs. "But I just saved that location yesterday? Where are all these rust buckets coming from?" He sighs and sets the coordinates and then sends his TARDIS into time with it's customary wheezing dematerialization song.
Suddenly the TARDIS takes a sharp turn and a sharp downward plunge causing the Renegade to have to grab the console for support. "Whoa easy girl what's going on!?" He looks at the readout and gasps at the confused console readout. "What are you doing!? I said go right not left! Last time I let you drive!" He quickly tries to right the wrong turn and finds his console is locked. The TARDIS sends a sharp hum followed by a jerk at him. "What do you mean this is for my own good? I'll decide what is for my own good, and right now it's blowing up rust buckets." The TARDIS responds with another jerk and sharp hum. "OI!! No need to use that language!" He looks at his console and huffs as his TARDIS continues to, and he's shocked over this as well, smugly carry him back into his own time line. "You know I thought you were supposed to stop me from doing stuff like this." The TARDIS gives a smug hum and then goes through it's landing song. "Oh really I thought I was the Renegade." He takes a step out onto Gallifrey's land and smiles at the less ravaged plains he has always longed to see.