THE GALLIFREY CHRONICLES, THE FALL OF GALLIFREY
A/N finale the sequel will be up soon, but due to my role playing stuff my updates are likely not going to be fast and I'm sorry that does apply to my other stories so please dont kill me. I really enjoy writing, but I also am really into Doctor who role play more but I do plan to finish every story I started. The new story will be called New beginnings and I have written the prologue for it. Please review and of course I own nothing. Beta read by toavoidconversation They stepped out to face an empty Gallery stripped completely of life. Where there was once pictures, now only rusty nails remained. She had been here before. Braxiatel had brought her to show her his collection but now there was nothing. "They used to be painting on these walls," Romana said. "Now I wonder who lives in a place like this, and why is he hiding in the shadows? Why doesn't he show himself?" Braxiatel stepped out to greet her. "Romana! What can I say?" "Oh, this had better be good." Romana said bitterly, narrowing her eyes. "Aren't you...?" Elbon started to ask. "Braxiatel, Irving Braxiatel. I used to be President of Gallifrey." "Only just, who was it who said that everyone will be President of Gallifrey for all of fifteen minutes." snapped Romana "In the circumstances I'd call that a fair comment." Brax replied with a slight smile. "Welcome both of you to my collection." "What is this Brax, revenge for your exile?" Romana gave him a distant stare. "If you can't rejoin the Time Lords beat them," he managed a weak smile. "But no." "Your collection...there's hardly any of it left." "Tragic isn't it? Although the collection will have to wait. Through here," as she followed him. Suddenly noticing the Time Scoop, Elbon gasped. "I thought they were all banned?" he asked, shocked. "Hmm, this one is second hand mind you." Brax agreed. "Prohibited in the twelve galaxies," Romana commented. "Brax should know, he wrote the legislation." "You may slap my hands later Madam, but for now shush. This bit's more fiddly. I could never get it right," Brax replied as a flash of light hit the room transporting Leela, K9, Narvin and Arkadian. "Leela, K9, Narvin too...oh well cant be helped." Commented Braxiatel. "Braxiatel!" The group chorused. "The one and only and he's got some questions to answer starting now." replied Romana "Doesn't stop, does she Brax?" Arkardian glanced at Romana. "My fifth wife was just the same, women bless them." Brax and Romana glanced at each other for a moment before Romana blushed furiously and Brax cleared his throat. "Is it all here K-9?" "Scanning Bio achieves scan complete. Bio data complete and in tact." "You Time scooped the Bio data too. Well never mind us ,you have to send it back." Narvin said with a confused look. "You don't get it do you Narvin? That was the point. Pandora's weapons they had nothing to do with it." Romana answered "Well not exactly, I am afraid you have all been had. I just wanted them off Gallifrey, they are not safe in anyone's hands." Braxiatel replied knowing he had done the right thing. "Brax, you've got one micro span to explain; make it good." Romana fixed him with a you better explain now look. "They are rumours out there in the big wide universe — more than rumours, in fact — that something's coming to Gallifrey, something worse than you could possibly imagine." "Yes, yes, now talk faster." Romana ordered "If the Imperiatrix had ruled Gallifrey she would have put down this threat crushed it without pity using those dreadful weapons of hers perhaps. You remember what you saw in the matrix projection Romana? The Nekkistani race has been snuffed out, now that the dogma virus is spreading across the planet weakening Gallifrey too weak to resist what's coming, I'm afraid. They had been a time the Guardians would have protected the Galaxy for what is coming but the Guardians are now gone." Braxiatel, confirmed to what she may or may not of known. "You are doomed, we are all doomed!" Elbon chanted. "You cant give up on Gallifrey, Brax!" Romana gasped "I would never give up on Gallifrey but with the matrix gone and the dogma virus running riot we have to conserve and protect what we can." "Don't you see, Braxiatel is building an ark!" Leela said. "Spot on! The bio data is safe removed from normal time and space just as we are by the way. Just a few syncs out of the universe. Now Gallifrey can fall and still be saved and reconstructed at a later date, and I don't just mean its buildings." "But what about the virus? What about the cure?" Elbon asked. "Ah yes, the cure..." Brax placed two hideous little rodents on the table. "Pig-rats; a breeding pair. They carry the cure, well if you can call it that. I found them in the academy labs that student Gillestes breed it in them. You see there's only one way to stop the hijacking of one's regeneration." "And that is to not regenerate in the first place." Romana cut in. "No more regenerations once its released. No more Time Lords, just people with no second chances. And that was free time's point all along. Release the cure you would be doing free time's work for them you could never use it; not without wiping out the species. we cant let them win Romana." He gently took her hand in his. "I didn't betray you," he said quietly. "I would never do that, not to you." "So what do we do now?" Leela asked "I don't know." Braxiatel said gravely "You have gone to all these lengths and you don't know!" Romana snapped pulling her hand away from his. "Why do you think I nominated Mathias as President instead of you?" "Brax, you not asking me to choose." "If you were President you couldn't choose; you would go down like a sinking ship like Matthias is right now, but you Romana, you are the wisest president... the cleverest Time Lord...the smartest person I know." "Don't even think to flatter your way out of this." "What do we do?" Damon asked looking at the President for help. Matthias stood there in silence, and the chanting was getting closer. They wouldn't be able to hold them off for much longer. Gallifrey was falling. "Lord President, what do we do?" Emmaline stuttered. She knew if Romana was still President she'd have a good plan. "I don't know," he said. "You are Lord High President, you must know!" hissed Damon. Braxiatel looked at Romana "You, Romana, must decide." "Either sterilise the species or abandon it in the hope of rebuilding Gallifrey Two. You don't make things easy, do you Brax?" "I have a question," Leela said. "Oh this is going to be good." Narvin scoffed. "And it's for you Narvin, where is Elbon?" "More to the point where are those pig rats?" says Romana "Over here." a voice came from not far away. "You can't decide, so I tell you; its easy, use the cure whatever it takes." Elbon was standing next to the TARDIS the pig rats in his hands. "That TARDIS won't take you any where it's being de listed; you will just end up back here," answered Romana. "We can't get out of the normal space anywhere; we are sealed off."Brax reminded everyone "Leela, why do you think he wants that cure so badly? Romana looked at her friend Leela gasped in realisation. "He is infected." "When we first met him he was only out for himself, then he's working for Gallifrey...and we never asked why." Narvin murmured as the penny dropped. Suddenly a shot was heard and Elbon let out a scream. "The servitor has shot Elbon why?" Leela asked "Oh no, all servitor's power down," Braxiatel said quickly."it was guarding the weapons in the battle TARDIS, didn't want Arkardian to take them. "Elbon is dead, which means..." Leela's voice trailed off. "Free time." "He is getting away." Leela mumbled. "I told you Leela, he's going nowhere, not unless the zombies have taken over traffic control." "Brax! Your own TARDIS?" "De-listed madam." "I don't mean to interrupt," Leela spoke urgently. "But where is Arkardian?" "Oh, great." sighed Romana "Arkardian has the weapons,"Leela said realising he had jumped into the TARDIS "And that so called cure is going back to Gallifrey." Narvin frowned. "There's an old earth saying. What is it? its all gone peach shaped." Braxiatel rubbed his tired eyes. "Pear-shaped," Romana corrected automatically. "Can we adapt the time scoop? Push that TARDIS back through the time vortex?" "39.7% chance of success," replied K-9. "Good enough. Lets do it." Suddenly a bang was heard. "The time scoop has exploded!" Leela gasped. "Over loaded actually, ah, I told you it was second hand. What do we do now My Lady?" "Romana?" Leela asked. "Mistress?" K-9 enquired "Right what we going to do is..." Note The Imperiatrix was what Romana had declared herself to be sometime ago when she was possesed by Pandora an evil Time Lady from the past, who also took a form of a previous body of Emmaline in case anyone wasn't clear. The Pandora virus was created by a group called free time who wanted to destroy the Time Lord race. And Braxiatel took the spirit of Pandora into his own body there may still be a small part still there hence the reason he had to exile himself the first time and why his behaviour is not always so clear on why he does certain things.
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