[imported_kitehimuro]

The Doctor stood in the console room, looked at the scanner monitor with a deep sigh. He was back, orbitin Sosaria. He pressed a button on the control panel. A white panel slided at the side of the room, revealing a white walkway going deeper into endless mass that was the TARDIS.



The roamer that was once Dimudu entered a jet black hall, full of book reaching up into the endless void of the hybernaculum. He asked a few questions from the age-old creature that was the librarian. The little thing snapped his finger and four large books came flying from the shelves, carried by small black shapeless blobs. Dimudo took the books and set himself down to one of the black reading compartments.

'There was a time beyond what we concieve as time. We built the city of Mithrandale as was instructed by the Gods and by our Liege the Lord Atadema. With his power it was all possible. We revel in joy as we mention his name, for he brought as fame and glory, now we are the strongest beings in the universe.'

Dimudu turned a few pages and found the tone of the book changed considerably.

'The master has lost its mind. He has challenged all the gods. After a long war, finally the God of Time, Gallifrey has came down upon us with his legions. The city now lies in ruins and the furious God unleashed a darkness that will devour the entire planet. The doom is now certain as our Lord has been destroyed.'



Kite grinned. It was still there. He opened the wooden door on the side of the white corridor, and stepped inside. It looked like a small cottage with wooden walls, and a japanese style shrine in the far end. A peach-colored, slightly glowing katana was enshrined on it. The Time Lord looked around, on the walls old memorabilias of his last time in Sosaria. A yellow bow, a Hell's Halbred, an elven leather armor. Near the katana, a robe and a headband, the same peach-colour as the sword. As he stepped on the tatami of the room, he noticed something. A ghostly image of someone standing in the middle of the dojo. He stepped closer and the figure was now getting less transparent.
"What?"
The figure now completely visible, a tall dark-skinned woman wearing a black robe. Then the form disappeared just as suddenly as it appeared.
"WHAT?!"



'It has been ten thousand years since they imprisoned me here. I reckon this place has been created by them, the roamers a race called Charon which they removed from time itself for experimenting with time travel. Their crude devices remain, and I can use them to move my allies and choose the right moment to strike.'



The Doctor arrived at the console room running, already turning switches and entering numbers, running around the central column. The engine started with a screeching sound and the TARDIS, floating around the skies of Britain, has dematerialized. The blue box appeared next to what seemed to be a two-story wooden cottage in it's prime days, but that has been at least fifty years ago. The doors of the police box flown open and Kite entered the rotting wooden structure. His eyes scanned the structure, everything was rotting inside, it was a wonder the place still stood. But most importantly nothing was moved for ages. The L'Barra Inn was empty. Kite shook his head and headed back to the TARDIS. Something was seriously wrong. There were nothing out there in the universe with enough power to force himself inside the relative dimension of the TARDIS, and someone just did that.
"Just to be safe..." he mumbled, and flipped a switch. The blue box disappeared to the unknown.