Dr Who: The Wheel of Time

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PREMISE

Space, the final frontier.

Time, inescapable and undefeatable.

The Ancients had learnt that lesson early and well. They had tried vainly and unsuccessfully to master SPACE and TIME. But in their experiments they found doorways to other dimensions, these dimensions were different each and everyone of them.

The dimensions were complex and varied. They could only be accessed by an artifact called the Wheel of Time that had been created at the time of the FIRST CREATION of the universe and its dimensions.

The Ancients had explored one by one each dimension for a new home amongst the stars. For their own homeworld was unravelling. They had called the ending Ravnarok: The Voice Genesis.

And in their search for a new homeworld, they found a world that would accept them, except the world was a living Gaia, and one by one the Ancients gave up their physical bodies to become part of the ever increasing powerful voice of Gaia. But the Ancients left one of their own still on their ancient homeplanet, constructing a dome on a great chasm on the largest landmass.

And so the Ancients bar for one, had vanished through the doorway, possibly never to return for they had become one with Gaia, a Gaia that was expanding and had goals of her own.

The Wheel of Time had been the last ever symbol of the Ancients. The Ancients had vanished through the Gate but had left in its wake an Ancient who was known as the Wheel of Time Guardian without a name that has not been spoken in eons. This guardian was in charge of protecting the Wheel of Time and not allowing it to get into the hands of any who would mis-use its power.

The ancients had also created the StarGate system that allowed instantaneous travel only within this dimension to worlds with gates such as Genesis held. The Gate known as Aslaris, was the focal gate, the first gate of transcendence. It had not been used in many eons but had been kept maintained with its dialling system.

And the Wheel of Time was kept in a dome in the centre of the largest landmass of this planet Genesis. The Indegenous beings of this Planet was in awe of the dome and the silent and mute being that guarded their holy grail, their God. They built a settlement around the closed dome and paid homage and pilgrimage to the dome. The indegenous race of the Planet were cousins of the Ancients who had been dna altered by the Ancients in fear of these beings called the Kharasii from attaining full sentience. For all their intelligence and technological prowess the Ancients had been a race scared of their cousins attaining intelligence in fear of being overpowered. So the Kharasii have been DNA altered forever to only achieve a tribal organisation.

But one indegenous being was too inquisitive, the being touched the dome and was killed instantly when the Wheel of Time started to turn at first slow but steadily faster and faster, shooting a beam of pure white light at the being who dematerialised in screams of agony. But the Wheel of Time was not done, the Wheel turned skywards and shot a beam high through the atmosphere into space. The beam did not stop, it travelled light years until it reached the nexus of the universe where it caused a rift in the time and space continuum.....the dimensions were opened and this is where the story of different beings from different time-frames/dimensions came together and were led to the Planet Genesis.

And now the doorways were open and from many of these doorways beings were transported on paths of beam towards Genesis. The Guardian touches the Wheel of Time and the beam slowly but gradually stops spinning and the beam vanishes...leaving the rift open and the doorways open.

And now the race for control of the Wheel of Time begins.
 
The Master

Gallifrey

Within the Stasis field of the Trans-regeneration chamber, a being was held concious but the figure could not move. He was inmobile.

Within the field, he was being regenerated. He was a Time-Lord, having reached his 12th regeneration body. He was known as the Master. The Master had been outwitted by his arch-nemesis the Doctor also a fellow Time-Lord. His last body had been burnt beyond recognition and his body had tried to regenerate but it was unable to because it had no more life-cycles left.

The Doctor had on the Dalek planet Skara, outwitted him, quite superbly by tricking him in entering his TARDIS and and unbeknownst to the Master, the Time-Lord council had taken control of his control, sending him back to face the tribunal for crimes he committed.

How he hated the Doctor. How he hated the Time-Lord council so much more. They were a pack of power hungry moderati. They had judged him and had placed as his punishment him in a stasis field. They would regenerate him and give him a new cycle of 12 lives to live out in time eternal in this prison he could not escape from.

So the Master was on his 1st Life.

As the rift began to open, a wave of immense power spread out as if in a pond into a ever wide ripple, where the wave of invisible energy hit, power was momentarily disabled....and so the wave rolled through Gallifrey and for the briefest moment the power to the Master's prison was disabled and this was his chance of escape and the only escape.

The Master fell from his prison onto the floor and stood up unsteadily. I am free! He opened the chamber door and the lone guard turned and looked in horror before being hit in the head smoothly and with a thump by the Master.

The Master quickly reached down and took the laser gun from the unconcious guard and knew where his TARDIS was, in the holding compound. He needed to escape before the power came on and his escape could register. He put the laser gun in his tunic and walked almost jogged down the corridor. People passed him faces registering fear and uncertainty at why the power was off. Nothing like this had happened ever before.

The Master had no time to think about that, but had too escape. He disabled another guard at the door to the holding cell and found his TARDIS in the shape of an antique Earth style grand-father clock. As he reached the door to his TARDIS the power re connected and just a few seconds after that a shrill gong sounding warning pierced through the intercom system.

His escape was detected. Quickly entering the TARDIS, the Master moved to the control panel and pressed the dematerialisation lever. He opened it would work...hoping the Time-Lords had not disabled his ship.

With a groaning sound, the Master's TARDIS vanished before the lockdown could be instituted by the Time Lords.

The Master was free! He laughed loud and deeply.
 
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Deep within the darkest depths of space, in an uninhabited area of the Milky Way Galaxy, a lone ship deshrouded from the inky blackness, becoming real and tangible within the material world.

"Shroud removed," said a monotone, metallic voice from the bridge of the space ship. "We have achieved physical normalcy."

"Excellent," said the equally emotionless voice of the Cyber Leader. Unlike his underling, his tone was deeper yet had uncharacteristic twinges of emotion in it. The silver giant stepped closer to the holographic viewscreen and read the sensor data. "The anomaly is still stable?"

"Affirmative, Leader," said the Cyberman at the helm.

The Cyber Leader turned away from the viewscreen and lumbered over to the bridge's control podium. He placed his right hand against the flat, featureless surface. Before long, the panel fluxuated around his hand, and he was able to push it into the podium, as if the metal were liquid. His head jerked slightly as he became plugged into the ship's computers, from which he alerted the rest of the fleet to his intentions.

Weeks ago, the Cybermen had discovered a strange anomaly forming within the fabric of space. They sent several probes into it, and from the data they analysed they were able to deduce that it was some type of high dimensional wormhole. The decision was made to send a small research/reconnaissance force into the gateway to learn more about its purpose.

So thus, this Cyber Leader and his small contingent of 200 troops were ordered to board a modified scout ship and fly into the wormhole. They were to ascertain where the gateway led and if anything on the other side could help further the Cyber Race. If the Leader decides that there valuable technology to be gathered, or if the race who had constructed the gateway was worthy of absorbtion, then he was to send word back. A Fleet of ten thousand heavily armed carrier vessels, each holding a contingent of a thousand Cybermen, were waiting in nullspace for the Leader's signal to enter the gateway.

That is, if he sent the signal. If in any event, he or his troops did not send word within seventy standard cycles, then the Fleet would consider his team lost. They would then destroy the gateway and move on. Two hundred Cybermen were of no loss to the Fleet.

The Cyber Leader disengaged himself from the control podium, then turned back to the viewscreen. "Fleet has been informed," he spoke aloud to his crew. "Proceed."

"Affirmative," said the Cyberman at the helm.

With a burst of the thrusters, the small scout vessel shot forwards, heading towards the bright, gaping spacial anomaly.
 
Daniel Jackson SG-1

Earth

Daniel Jackson was in his study room within the Mnt Cheyenne Special Base that housed the secret SGV. He was making notes on an artifact discovered on Astarqis, the most recent mission that had been successful in procuring alien technology to help fight Earth's pressing enemies; the Goa'uld.

He was hard at study handwriting notes in his book of the object when a sharp rap at the door broke into his thoughts. Looking up almost cross, Daniel saw a ensign who stared at him in almost wonderment.

"Sir, General Hammond would like to see you in the briefing room right now," the ensign said in a clipped proffessional manner. Even though Daniel was the only civilian in this military funded project he was still treated with military respect, which Daniel found interesting sometimes but mostly a pain in the ass most times.

"Do you know what it's about?" Daniel enquired.

"No, sir. Only that yourself, Major Carter and Colonel O'Neill are to report at once."

"Ok, I will go now."

The Ensign left and Daniel took his SG-1 jacket with him as he remembered that Teal'c was on Chulak visiting his family. Would he be recalled? Were they heading to a mission? What had happened now?

Daniel Jackson would find out in due course, and only if he knew that soon he would be on an adventure of a lifetime. If he only knew.
 
The Master

Outer Space

The Master hovered over the controls, trying to see where his TARDIS location was locked into.

Suddenly a warning light on the locational proximity device sounded. Immediately the Master looked up from the control panel to the screen that showed the TARDIS was in empty space but ahead of him was what appeared to be a gaping hole in space. The Master's smile from escaping turned into a frown as he realised the controls of his TARDIS was no longer functioning.

From Space, his TARDIS could be seen tumbling like a piece of refuse in the wind toward the hole that seemed to be forming into a doorway.

The Master inside his TARDIS was helpless, as the TARDIS was rocked by massive forces, he hit his head on the wall and the last thing he remembered before he fell into blackness was entering the 'doorway'.......
 
The New Dalek Empire

The Dalek Supreme watched the wormhole. Five saucers were under his command, holding the last five hundred daleks in the universe. Unless, that is, Davros had survived with some of his Imperial minions. He found that doubtful, though.

Skara was gone. The Daleks were homeless. He was the last Dalek with true individuality left. He had decided to make a new beginning. To start over, to build a grand empire to the supreme race: the Daleks.

But there was the Doctor, and the other Time Lords. Not to mention Abslom Daak. This place was very dangerous. Their tactics had left them with few allies, and an ever-growing number of enemies.

The twin light on his dome flashed as he spoke. "Into the wormhole, my Daleks. Let us see what we can see, and conquer what is there to be conquered."

The saucers began to move forward, into the wormhole, and the Dalek Supreme questioned himself for a moment, and then decided that if it was certain doom he was sending him Daleks into, at least it would be a new form of destruction.
 
Shilokh - Kharasii

For centuries the indegenous population of the Planet had went about their lives happily and with dedication. The Ancients had called them the Kharasii which means in the Ancient tongue - 'The Watchers'. And indeed they were watchers and inquisitive watchers they were.

For eons, timelessness as it was for these beings, they had settled around the mysterious dome that was inpenetrable and the race had learned fast. For one of their own Shilokh had passed over to the Godlands having touched the dome and being killed.

Shilokh would also be remembered for bringing about the time of the Arrivals and would herald the time of Great Changes. For when Shilokh had touched the mysterious dome a power was unleashed and all the Kharasii fell on the ground and prostrated themselves to the God within the transluctant dome. A powerful beam shot out into space far from the eyes of this race - but how they wondered what it meant.

And not soon after that the first arrivals appeared - strange aliens from strange places that made the Kharasii want to know more about the power of the dome.

But the Kharasii had become pawns in an even wider story that was just beginning to unfold on this planet named GENESIS.
 
The Master

Arrival on Genesis

In a swampy clearing some distance off from the dome and the Kharasii settlement around it a noise began. This noise was foreign to the ears of many of the animal and wildelife of the planet and they fell quiet. The noise sounded like the throngs of a old Earth grandfather clock.

BONGGGGGG

BONGGGGGG

A shape seemed to slow materialise in the middle of the clearing surrounded by dence tropical swamplands. A ship in the shape and mask of a grandfather clock sitting upright.

BONGGGGGG

After the third throng the TARDIS materialised fully and the thongs died down leaving the surrounding area deafly quiet.

Within the TARDIS, the Master started to regain conciousness, sitting up he rubbed his eyes and focused his eyes on the control panel that showed his TARDIS had landed, but where and why and how?

He stood up gingerly and felt for anything broken - he was fine and thankfully for that as well. The Master glanced at the screen that showed a picture of swampy marshes and his TARDIS had landed within a clearing.

Moving to the side wall panel of the control centre he pressed a lever and a part of the wall became an alcove, here were weapons and devices he had gleaned from his past adventures. He took a phaser laser and a quantum diffuser stunner and put them within his clothing.

"Let's see where we landed," The Master said to himself out aloud. Closing the alcove he opened the doors to the TARDIS, making sure he had his locator door key.

He cautiously walked out of the door into the clearing, and breathed in fresh oxygen rich air. The Master shut the door behind him and looked around. Infront of him, mere yards, led a broken looking path through the swamp. He started to follow that path.
 
The Daleks

The saucers began their descent onto the world. It seemed fertile enough. The question was, were their any native sentient species? Suddenly, one of the specialty Daleks broke onto the bridge.

It's lights flashed as it quickly relayed its message. "TARDIS activity indicated. To faint for trace. TARDIS activity indicated."

The Dalek Supreme motioned the dalek to be silent, and all fell quiet on the bridge. He thought a moment, and then turned his eye stalk to the Red Commander Dalek in charge of his saucer.

"Contact the others, I want a scouting party sent out immediately. Use of extermination is disallowed unless in cases of need."

He wondered, to himself, about the TARDIS signal, but decided there was nothing to be done about it now, and decided to just keep his guard up.
 
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The Master

The Master followed the path that he had seen from his TARDIS. He held his right hand on the butte of phaser laser as his eyes darted one way then the other. The path was little more than a soggy dirt track.

"What, is this infernal planet just a big swampfest?" The Master said out aloud a bit annoyed.

The native strange life-form noises had restarted again after this TARDIS landed and suddenly the dinh of noise fell quiet again. The wildlife noise was replaced by the pulsing beat.....and the Master cringed half in disgust and the other half in annoyance. He looked up through the canopy and indeed it was what the Master feared. The noise was a DALEK scoutship. Once again he would need to deal with the infernal Daleks. This time they would not have the upperhand. That is what the Master promised himself.

His thoughts were interrupted suddenly by a noise other than the pulsing beat. It came from behind him, and the Master turned and his eyes widened as he saw a strange looking being had been following him.

When the Master stopped it stopped. The Master regarded this strange creature when a unbidden and strange words were telepathically communicated; "Greetings stranger. Welcome to Genesis."

Genesis?
 
Colonel Jack O'Neill - SG 1

Jack was not exactly happy. In fact, Jack was downright UNhappy... He'd made plans to go to a quiet mountain lake for a bit of fishing and stargazing. While the Stargate technology had taken him to more than a few of those pinpoints of light up in the sky, he'd never quite lost the feeling of wonder looking up at them had given him ever since he was a child.

Ahead of him in the corridor leading to the briefing room, he sighted another member of his team. "Daniel," he called. "Looks like you aren't going to be the fashionably late one for once. Good job."
 
Daniel Jackson SG-1

With his jacket slung over his right shoulder, Daniel walked down the corridor to the SG-1 main mission meeting room where they held all their 'important' meetings.

"Daniel," Daniel turned around knowing the voice instantly - the voice of Colonel Jack O'Neill. "Looks like you aren't going to be the fashionably late one for once. Good job."

Daniel waited until Jack caught up to him before answering. "Thankyou Jack, so very kind of you." Even though it was always Jack late and Daniel and Carter and Teal'c always there before their CO.
In a change of subject and more to the point, he asked.

"Jack, do you know what this meeting is about?"
 
Colonel Jack O'Neill - SG 1

Jack smiled slightly at the way Daniel avoided being baited, "Not a clue, Daniel. Since SG-1 is supposed to be on leave until next week, it had better be important." He cocked an eyebrow wryly, "Maybe we should have gone to Chulak with Teal'c.. at least made the General work a little harder to interrupt our vacation."

The colonel reached the door to the briefing room, and walked in, readying himself mentally for whatever news or mission the general felt was important enough to gather them to hear.
 
The Daleks

The saucers landed, having found a suitable area to accomodate all of their crafts. A portal opened on the first, and a ramp was deployed.

Ten Daleks moved down to the ramp to the planets surface. Hovering a few inches above the surface, it was a Black Commander Dalek with a smaller force of eleven. Ten normal troops and one equipped with a TARDIS sensor.

The commanding Dalek motioned, and they all set out, scouting the surrounding area.
 
The Cybermen scoutship landed atop the flat summit of a small mountain. Below them was a vast bog, stretching for miles into the foggy horizon. The ship's sensors had detected numerous life readings as well as evidence of technology, but they could not be pin-pointed since a strange energy from the mysterious planet they were on was interfering with their instruments.

The Cybermen quickly followed protocol, setting up a defense perimeter around the ship. While the troops did so, Cyber Scouts were sent out to ascertain the terrain and take more accurate sensor readings in the valley below. The smaller, black-colored Cybermen left the rest of the expeditionary force without complaint, blindly obeying their instructions to the letter.

"How much longer until the defenses are up?" asked the Leader of his Lieutenant.

"Six units," answered the Lieutenant. "The unknown radiation from this world is continuing to interfere with our equipment. We must recalibrate them, causing a delay of point seven units each."

"Continue." The Cyber Leader marched off, his large silver form headed back to the entrance of the scout ship.
 
The Doctor

"Melanie, how in the name of all that's holy did you manage to accidentally push the exact sequence of keys needed to start the rampage mode on that ancient warbot's controls? I mean, really... there were," the curly haired Timelord paused for a second, cocking his head to the side as he calculated, "13,473,642 possible combinations, and I'm quite certain only ONE would have had THAT effect... Until you happened along, that thing had been nothing more than a rusting, bird-dropping encrusted statue for tourists to gawk at for centuries!"

The Doctor and his latest companion, Melanie Hennesy, had been relaxing on Vega 5, some several hundred years after it was a site of a truly vicious battle in the Hawkestonian Empire's war against the Silurians. For nearly a millenia, the most hazardous battle there had been between portly tourists bent upon getting the last shaded chair on the beach.

"Thankfully, its armaments had been removed.. still, the Director of Tourism was quite put out at..." The Doctor stopped in mid-rant, a glazed look coming over his face.
 
Melanie

Melanie, better known as Jinx, sighed as she had explained it to just about everyone for a million times but no one seemed to believe her.

"I don't know!" She said, throwing her hands up in the air and pacing the floor of the Dr's TARDIS. "I was just curious! I mean, you were just sitting there doing nothing and I got bored. And then that Toursist Director was very rude. I wasn't meaning to do anything, I just wanted a closer look. But he was all heated up over the fact that I was touching the thing and I just...well, I was going to show him that it wouldn't hurt if someone simply touched it...and the next thing I know..."

She had turned in her pacing and stopped her ranting long enough to notice that a strange look had come over the Dr's face. Forgetting about the most recent incident in her long past history of 'jinxes' from which she derived her nickname, she ran over and waved a hand in front of the Dr's face.

"Doctor? Hello? Can you hear me?" She said, leaning up against the control panel as she did so and not realizing that she had made contact with it.
 
The Doctor

As Jinx watches, the Doctor's face grows paler, his eyes grow larger, until he sits abruptly upon the floor of the TARDIS control room. Unnoticed by them both, the TARDIS has dematerialized and is in motion.

"Jinx, the High Council has contacted me, telepathically." The Doctor's pale face contorts into a snarl, "the fools let the Master escape, again!" Noting the puzzled expression on her face, the Doctor stands up and leads Jinx into another room of the TARDIS.

"I'm going to have to go after him, Jinx, and I'd like you to come with me, but I cannot allow you to come blindly this time. The Master is the most dangerous opponent I've ever faced, and the most evil creature in the universe. Sit here, and I will use this mind interface device to quickly show you my memories of him."

A soft glow envelops them both as the Doctor calls up all the memories of his past lives when he fought the Master throughout time and space.
 
Melanie

Melanie did as she was told, trusting the Doctor completly. As she sat there, images that were not her own flickered across her mind like a view screen.

When it was done, she blinked and shivered. He hadn't been kidding when she said this guy was dangerous. But she nodded in determination.

"I'm with you, Doctor," She said, the determination on her face mirrored by the tone of her voice.

Then a bit uncertaintly,"Ummm, exactly where do we go to find this Master guy? And do they know where he is? Or are we going to have to spend alot of time searching for him?"
 
The Doctor

As the last of the images faded, and the Doctor's mind returned to normal, he only half-heard Jinx. Distractedly, he stood up and paced around, muttering. "Where is he? Surely, he'd have found the TARDIS by now... what CAN be keeping the man?" Suddenly, he stopped his pacing and whirled on Jinx, snapping at her, "How can I think with you humming like that?!? You make as much noise as the TARDIS in flight!" As he glared at her, he could plainly see that she was not in fact, humming. "No... no, I didn't start the TARDIS, and you don't know how, so, logically, you must be humming.. that can NOT be the sound of the old girl in motion. Here, Jinx, have a jelly baby! Have several, just tell me how you are humming like that." He smiled at her encouragingly.
 
Melanie

Melanie looked at the Doctor as if he had gone stark raving mad. In fact, for a moment, she had thought he had. Of course she wasn't humming. He could see that plainly for himself.

"But Doctor," She said, gesturing her own confusion,"I'm not humming. In fact I don't have any song to hum to. Or I wasn't thinking of one at the moment, anyway."

Tapping her chin with one finger, she added,"And I haven't been around the controls all day. Not since the first time that I stumbled on the TARDIS and you told me that you couldn't take me home right away and I got angry and things started smoking when I...oh...oh...I...well...when I saw you...you know...with that look...I kind of went over and I might...just might...have leaned my hand on it when I tried to....oh but I don't know how to work them! I don't...and I didn't press anything deliberatly."

Jinx's face was a mask of concern, fear and deep gut knowing that, once again, she had caused a calamity without meaning to.
 
The Doctor

Melanie was showered with Jelly Babies as the Doctor took a moment to really comprehend her words, then bolted from the room headlong, scrambling to the control room.

His mad dash stopped the instant he toggled the switch to lower the observation screen, showing the view outside the TARDIS.

Grinning hugely, he turned to Melanie, "Not to worry, not to worry.. I know precisely where and when we are!"
 
Melanie

Picking Jelly Babies out of her hair, Melanie ran after the Doctor, screetching to a halt just before she slid into him and looking over his shoulder to see the view on the screen.

When he turned to her, she gave him a puzzled look. "That's great!" Pause. "I think."

Glancing from the Doctor to the screen and back again, she said,"Um...then when and where are we...exactly?"
 
The Doctor

"A spot in the spacetime continuum I have visited again and again, growing as accustomed to it as I am to my third leg.." he told her, in sonorous tones. Pausing for dramatic effect and thrusting his long arm, graceful forefinger extended towards the star-speckled inky blackness upon the screen, he slowly said, " Lost. As. Shit."
 
Melanie

Melanie's puzzlement did not ease with his words as she looked at him with growing concern.

"But...if you have been...lost...before...you came back, right? So...so you know what to do to get us...unlost...right?"

Her voice held more hopelessness than hope. And, at the moment, she was wishing she was back on Vega 5 doing nothing more than avoiding a destruction machine and being chewed out by an irate tourist director.
 
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