11-23-2007, 12:12 AM
"It is impossible" Kite stated the obvious, standing in a large chamber, empty save a burnt out remote control device, and a huge portal of swirling darkness. "An untempered schism... a rip in the fabric of reality where one can spectate the entirety of the Time Vortex... and they... entered it!" He picked up the remote and whirred it with his sonic screwdriver, but threw it away upon realizing it has been burnt out. Whoever came down before him, they manage to overload the vortex core of the stattenheim remote to open a gate outside reality. Kite just hoped it was unintentional. Suddenly he felt the air sparkle around him and just dodged out of the way before the place he stood exploded in bigger and smaller explosions of magical origin. A man wearing plate armor and holding a spellbook in hand stepped out from one of the alcoves.
"Identify yourself before I fry you where you stand!" he said, in a demanding voice. Kite picked himself up from the ground, and stopped right in front of the man
"I'm the Doctor, and it is I who demand some kind of explanation of THIS right here! Do you even have an idea what manner of destruction this thing is capable of, young man?" he answered in a calm, reserved voice "Whataver happened here -must- be reversed and that can only be done from the inside"
"You cannot go in! My master and another has been swalloved by the gate and didn't come back ever since"
"That's because they don't have - me -!" Kite grinned "I'm a Time Lord, I know the Time Vortex like how you know the cobblestone streets of your hometown"
"Time... Vortex? You hail from inside the hybernaculuüm?"
"Ah no of course not. Not many things can live inside there and believe me when I say no sane person would ever want to see them."
The knight sighed
"Whatever mad idea you have, I won't be accompanying you inside. I have to report to the Lord that the mission was a failure and this place must be sealed so noone can ever come down here."
"Sealed won't be enough my good sir, if I don't return, or close the gate, you must bring down this place and bury the Untempered Schism for all eternity."
"And what of your fate if that happens sir Doctor?"
"Aaah, I'll figure out something, always do... well, most of the times I do" grinned Kite, and jumped inside the Time Vortex.
*Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhggggg*
Kite fell outside of thin air, on a dusty ground submerged over a timeless plain of nothingness.
"This is not the Time Vortex... not even close to it! This is..." he suddenly noticed three forms standing in the distance. Two humans and a huge ophydian. And just that was the time when he heard a familiar sound. The sound of a time rotor in motion. The sound of an operation TARDIS. Kite began running towards the figures.
"Stop it!" He yelled at them, but sounds seemed to travel slow in the inky darkness. He realized that means the sound of the TARDIS engine must've been made many minutes ago.
He finally reached the figures, now only two present. The robed man was the first to notice the Time Lord, motioning the ophydian to to focus his attention on the new arrival.
"Huff... where is.. huff... the TARDIS... huff...?" He asked, not even stoppin to catch his breath.
"What do you babble about? And how could you follow us here, it is impossible to reach this place for any human!" asked the old man, seemingly surprised that for once something happened that bedazzled even one of his knowledge.
"Ah, an ancient chinese proverb goes if you think something is impossible, don't bother the man doing it. And it's not even impossible, it's just a relative dimension suspended in time in the nucleus of a black hole, I just wonder WHO made this place, and more importantly WHY?" Kite pondered "Ah but first I should introduce myself, I'm the Doctor, and... Ooooh yes. Where did that TARDIS go?"
The ophydian picked a huge halbred from the soil-less ground of the hybernaculuüm and held it against the throat of the stranger.
"Thou shalt not talk in such voice to my master, or thy shalt not utter a word ever again!"
"Ah you have a wonderful butler Dimudu. Wonderfully violent" Kite grinned despite the grave danger he was in. "Now where was I... ah yes the matter of the ancient TARDIS seemingly marooned inside this place, and also the matter of us being marooned in this place as well. If you can show me the... machine, the one you call denimus, I can get us all out of here."
The ophydian looked at Dimudu, who motioned him to lower the halbred.
"I fear that will not be possible, young warrior. I will devour your soul and your body will rot in this dark place forever. And all your knowledge shall belong to me. And with that we will bring a new dark age of opression, blood and magic on your beloved Britannia" said the old man in a cold voice.
"Ah indeed, except I will have a few words to say against that." Said Kite, and stepped before Dimudu and looked down on the old man "Because I just realized WHAT you are. And you know what that means Dimudu. The power of the NAME. It surprises me your kind still exist and I won't be the one to destroy you, but I will leave you here for all eternity."
The old man looked at the ophidian, a glint of his eye signalling attack. By the time the Feyor has raised his halbred to strike, Kite was already running towards the corridor in which more of Dimudu's kind converged now, guarding the entrance. Kite stopped before them. An unusual sight, an unarmed man standing before two dozen Roamers, scarf floating behind him, like if strong wind was blowing... the gravity fluctuations caused by the creatures focusing their power for a deathblow.
"Not so fast. I name you. Charonite!"
The dark creatures yelled out in pain, hitting themselves against the wall unable to stay floating any more. Kite didn't care about them any more, he kept running inside the dark walls of the building, the ophydian following.
Finally he reached an oily black chamber with no other exit. A large ornate stone slab was just materializing in the center, with the tell-tale engine sound. As the stone slab appeared completely, Kite jumped on the pedestal used his sonic screwdriver to unlock the door and slipped inside.
"No way!" he yelled. The time capsule was ancient, probably came from even before the Dark Times. It was one of those which wasn't even dimensionally transcendent. He stood in a stone capsule which was the same size from the inside as it was from the outside. He quickly ran his hands over the controls, quickly finding this device was so old nothing was really familiar. He quickly found one lever for which the gallifreyan inscription still didn't fade: "Last target". He pulled it and braced himself for the roughest ride through the Time Vortex he ever experienced in a thousand year.
"Identify yourself before I fry you where you stand!" he said, in a demanding voice. Kite picked himself up from the ground, and stopped right in front of the man
"I'm the Doctor, and it is I who demand some kind of explanation of THIS right here! Do you even have an idea what manner of destruction this thing is capable of, young man?" he answered in a calm, reserved voice "Whataver happened here -must- be reversed and that can only be done from the inside"
"You cannot go in! My master and another has been swalloved by the gate and didn't come back ever since"
"That's because they don't have - me -!" Kite grinned "I'm a Time Lord, I know the Time Vortex like how you know the cobblestone streets of your hometown"
"Time... Vortex? You hail from inside the hybernaculuüm?"
"Ah no of course not. Not many things can live inside there and believe me when I say no sane person would ever want to see them."
The knight sighed
"Whatever mad idea you have, I won't be accompanying you inside. I have to report to the Lord that the mission was a failure and this place must be sealed so noone can ever come down here."
"Sealed won't be enough my good sir, if I don't return, or close the gate, you must bring down this place and bury the Untempered Schism for all eternity."
"And what of your fate if that happens sir Doctor?"
"Aaah, I'll figure out something, always do... well, most of the times I do" grinned Kite, and jumped inside the Time Vortex.
*Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhggggg*
Kite fell outside of thin air, on a dusty ground submerged over a timeless plain of nothingness.
"This is not the Time Vortex... not even close to it! This is..." he suddenly noticed three forms standing in the distance. Two humans and a huge ophydian. And just that was the time when he heard a familiar sound. The sound of a time rotor in motion. The sound of an operation TARDIS. Kite began running towards the figures.
"Stop it!" He yelled at them, but sounds seemed to travel slow in the inky darkness. He realized that means the sound of the TARDIS engine must've been made many minutes ago.
He finally reached the figures, now only two present. The robed man was the first to notice the Time Lord, motioning the ophydian to to focus his attention on the new arrival.
"Huff... where is.. huff... the TARDIS... huff...?" He asked, not even stoppin to catch his breath.
"What do you babble about? And how could you follow us here, it is impossible to reach this place for any human!" asked the old man, seemingly surprised that for once something happened that bedazzled even one of his knowledge.
"Ah, an ancient chinese proverb goes if you think something is impossible, don't bother the man doing it. And it's not even impossible, it's just a relative dimension suspended in time in the nucleus of a black hole, I just wonder WHO made this place, and more importantly WHY?" Kite pondered "Ah but first I should introduce myself, I'm the Doctor, and... Ooooh yes. Where did that TARDIS go?"
The ophydian picked a huge halbred from the soil-less ground of the hybernaculuüm and held it against the throat of the stranger.
"Thou shalt not talk in such voice to my master, or thy shalt not utter a word ever again!"
"Ah you have a wonderful butler Dimudu. Wonderfully violent" Kite grinned despite the grave danger he was in. "Now where was I... ah yes the matter of the ancient TARDIS seemingly marooned inside this place, and also the matter of us being marooned in this place as well. If you can show me the... machine, the one you call denimus, I can get us all out of here."
The ophydian looked at Dimudu, who motioned him to lower the halbred.
"I fear that will not be possible, young warrior. I will devour your soul and your body will rot in this dark place forever. And all your knowledge shall belong to me. And with that we will bring a new dark age of opression, blood and magic on your beloved Britannia" said the old man in a cold voice.
"Ah indeed, except I will have a few words to say against that." Said Kite, and stepped before Dimudu and looked down on the old man "Because I just realized WHAT you are. And you know what that means Dimudu. The power of the NAME. It surprises me your kind still exist and I won't be the one to destroy you, but I will leave you here for all eternity."
The old man looked at the ophidian, a glint of his eye signalling attack. By the time the Feyor has raised his halbred to strike, Kite was already running towards the corridor in which more of Dimudu's kind converged now, guarding the entrance. Kite stopped before them. An unusual sight, an unarmed man standing before two dozen Roamers, scarf floating behind him, like if strong wind was blowing... the gravity fluctuations caused by the creatures focusing their power for a deathblow.
"Not so fast. I name you. Charonite!"
The dark creatures yelled out in pain, hitting themselves against the wall unable to stay floating any more. Kite didn't care about them any more, he kept running inside the dark walls of the building, the ophydian following.
Finally he reached an oily black chamber with no other exit. A large ornate stone slab was just materializing in the center, with the tell-tale engine sound. As the stone slab appeared completely, Kite jumped on the pedestal used his sonic screwdriver to unlock the door and slipped inside.
"No way!" he yelled. The time capsule was ancient, probably came from even before the Dark Times. It was one of those which wasn't even dimensionally transcendent. He stood in a stone capsule which was the same size from the inside as it was from the outside. He quickly ran his hands over the controls, quickly finding this device was so old nothing was really familiar. He quickly found one lever for which the gallifreyan inscription still didn't fade: "Last target". He pulled it and braced himself for the roughest ride through the Time Vortex he ever experienced in a thousand year.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
"He's fire and ice and rage
He's like the night, and a storm in the heart of the Sun
He's ancient and forever
Burning in the center of time
He can see the turn of the Universe"