{"id":7509,"date":"2025-08-06T15:13:41","date_gmt":"2025-08-06T19:13:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/?p=7509"},"modified":"2025-08-06T15:13:41","modified_gmt":"2025-08-06T19:13:41","slug":"gallifreys-rebirth-part-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/gallifreys-rebirth-part-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Gallifrey&#8217;s Rebirth: Part 1"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Drifting far off in space and time was a planet. It looked to be volcanically active if seen from space, but going down to the surface would reveal it to be rust-brown with brown lakes and gray clouds against a permanent sunset orange sky. On the continent the locals called Wild Endeavor, in between the Mountains of Solace and Solitude, there stood a massive citadel with what looked like a broken snow globe suspended over a pit. This was the Citadel of the Time Lords, the capital of the planet of Gallifrey. Right now, a woman in a blue flamenco dress with a blue rose pinned to her long, wavy, brown hair was connecting wires together in the Panopticon, the main hexagonal chamber of the Capital that, ordinarily, would be green but rubble and ruin took it away. The woman mopped her brow, then heard what sounded like a wheezing, groaning noise that many would liken to \u201cVWORP VWORP\u201d. She made her way to the noise as quick as she could, given her dress. The noise then changed to a single thud and the woman turned a corner to see a 1960\u2019s London Police Box. While the sign said to pull to open, the doors swung INTO the police box rather than to the outside. From the box came a woman in a blue coat and green skirt, a pink furred woman in a black dress, and a blue skinned woman with two headtails sprouting from the back of her scalp. \u201cDoctor!\u201d greeted the woman in the flamenco dress. \u201cAnd Amy! And\u2026a new companion, I see.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHello again, Rassilon,\u201d greeted the woman in the blue coat, the Time Lord known as the Doctor. She closed the police box, her TARDIS. \u201cI presume,\u201d she said as she locked the TARDIS, \u201cyou\u2019re wondering about Lurra Rus here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWe JUST finished an adventure involving Project Necromancer and Davros,\u201d explained Amy. \u201cSuffice to say, he tried to make himself Force-sensitive, but failed, and now he flew away in a DARDIS.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI have to admit,\u201d said Lurra Rus the Twi\u2019lek, \u201cI much prefer a TARDIS.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cTold you!\u201d chuckled Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026Then Dr. Davies has left?\u201d asked Rassilon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHe went back home after I dropped you off,\u201d explained the Doctor. \u201cBut Lurra Rus is an engineer, although if I\u2019m reading this right, she wants to be a model.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd find a new home away from my old galaxy,\u201d said Lurra Rus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI see. Well, I do apologize for thrusting you into our problems, Lurra Rus,\u201d replied Rassilon. \u201cHowever, I do appreciate your promptness, Doctor.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd I think we\u2019re due for an explanation, Rassilon,\u201d remarked the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYes, the reason for why I called you, Doctor. \u2026I need your help in wiring the Time Scoop to the Eye of Harmony.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe Time Scoop?! What on Earth for?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cTo rescue two Time Lords I believe you know, Doctor,\u201d explained Rassilon. \u201cDo the names Susan Foreman and Romanadvoratrelundar mean anything to you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026Susan and Romana? What about them?\u201d asked the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDoctor, I have a radical idea of using the Looms to restore Gallifrey\u2019s people and I\u2019m referring to ALL of her people, not just us Time Lords, but I need Romana\u2019s experience as the President of the High Council and Susan\u2019s learned humanity to help make the new Gallifrey better,\u201d elaborated Rassilon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cBut isn\u2019t Romana in some alternate dimension?\u201d asked the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cShe is, but I know a way to get her and all the knowledge I initially put in there back onto Gallifrey, right here in the Capital,\u201d replied Rassilon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd I presume that\u2019s going to be done via the time scoop.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThat\u2019s the idea.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cRight then.\u201d The Doctor then turned to her confused companions. \u201cSusan and Romana are both Time Lords. Romana was my companion and Susan\u2026well, she\u2019s my granddaughter.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYOUR GRANDDAUGHTER?!\u201d yelped Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThat can\u2019t be! You\u2019re nowhere near old enough!\u201d protested Lurra Rus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWell, that point, I\u2019m not too terribly worried about,\u201d remarked Amy. \u201cTime Lords live longer than us anyways. But still, you were married and had kids and grandkids?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMy first marriage ended in a divorce,\u201d replied the Doctor. \u201cDidn\u2019t do so well with Susan\u2019s parents.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026Doctor, it sounds like you\u2019re terrible with long-term relationships,\u201d remarked Rassilon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOI! Get off your high horse, Miss Lord President Eternal!\u201d snapped the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOkay, fair enough. In any event, Doctor, I need your help because, after I use the Time Scoop, I need it deconstructed.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNot going to risk someone using it to put people in the Death Zone? I can get behind that. You\u2019ll need Susan\u2019s coordinates.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat can we do to help?\u201d asked Amy. Rassilon looked embarrassed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWell, unless one of you is an engineer\u2026\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI am, as the Doctor pointed out,\u201d answered Lurra Rus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThat she did! I do beg your pardon!\u201d replied Rassilon. \u201cAmy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNope, that\u2019s still not my forte,\u201d sighed Amy. \u201cWell, that DOES make me a-.\u201d Her ear twitched as she heard a noise. \u201c\u2026Everyone.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI hear it too!\u201d replied the Doctor. \u201cThat\u2019s a Type 75!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh no!\u201d complained Rassilon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, not her!\u201d realized Amy. \u201cPLEASE tell me not her!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI did NOT call her!\u201d Rassilon said to the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cErm, what\u2019s-?\u201d asked Lurra Rus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s Miss Tarae,\u201d explained Amy. \u201cShe\u2019s a Time Lord.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, like Rassilon and the Doctor?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo, not like us!\u201d replied the Doctor. \u201cShe\u2019s a petty dictator.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026Doctor, <em>I<\/em> was a petty dictator,\u201d reminded Rassilon. \u201cStill working on it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYeah, but SHE\u2019S not. So what is she up to? \u2026Amy, I hate to ask, but-.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou want me to go greet her?\u201d asked Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cUse your hammer if you need to,\u201d replied the Doctor. \u201cYou know, in case she gets a little racist.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, yes please!\u201d chuckled Amy as she summoned her hammer. She then followed the noise with a wicked grin on her face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026Where does that-?\u201d asked Lurra Rus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo clue,\u201d replied the Doctor and Rassilon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNow, Doctor, Miss Rus,\u201d said Rassilon, \u201clet me brief you on the idea.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>Amy entered a hangar. There were berths meant for something to rest in. Right now, only ONE berth was being used. In it was a silver cabinet. A tall compartment inside the cabinet then slid out and out stepped the familiar blonde, pink Lolita outfit wearing Miss Tarae, usually known as the Master. Miss Tarae blinked when she saw Amy. \u201cWelcome home, Miss Tarae!\u201d greeted Amy. While she had the fa\u00e7ade of being cheerful, Amy\u2019s voice was venomous.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMiss Rose, what, pray tell,\u201d hissed Miss Tarae, \u201care YOU doing here? Did the Doctor decide to take you on a field trip?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWell, believe it or not, this is my second visit,\u201d replied Amy. \u201cThat\u2019s thanks to Rassilon saying that alien friends of Time Lords are welcome after the Doctor lifted her exile. As for why I\u2019m here now, well, Rassilon needs the Doctor\u2019s help.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m smarter than the Doctor,\u201d remarked Miss Tarae.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re also more treacherous than her and Rassilon needed someone to trust.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cTrust. BAH!\u201d scoffed Miss Tarae.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m surprised you\u2019re not rotting in Ganondorf\u2019s dungeon,\u201d remarked Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo primitive cell can hold me,\u201d replied Miss Tarae. \u201cAs for why I\u2019m here, well, I need to speak with Rassilon immediately.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWell, she\u2019d love to have a chat,\u201d said Amy, acting like a secretary, \u201cbut she\u2019s up to her eyeballs in paperwork. Perhaps if you could make an appointment for next week?\u201d She suddenly found herself staring at a heart-themed wand. \u201c\u2026Is that a magical girl wand or that Tissue Compression Eliminator I heard about?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s the latter, I assure you,\u201d replied Miss Tarae. \u201cNow, perhaps if you could see your way to getting me an audience with the Lord President Eternal?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026Well, if you\u2019re begging me,\u201d said Amy. \u201cThis way.\u201d She led the wicked Time Lord away from her TARDIS.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cInduction channel steady,\u201d reported Lurra Rus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cFlux Comparative at proper flux,\u201d said the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cFeeding in the power from the Eye,\u201d called Rassilon. \u201c\u2026Time Scoop activated. Coordinates confirmed. Retrieving now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI certainly hope it\u2019s after her partner\u2019s death,\u201d sighed the Doctor. Inside what looked like a closet, a strange, shimmering, triangular shape appeared. The shape then dissipated to reveal an old woman with short, wavy hair and a naturally bewildered expression.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat in-?! Where am I?!\u201d yelped the woman. \u201cWho are you?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMiss Foreman, easy,\u201d soothed Rassilon. \u201cIt was a Time Scoop, but I needed your expertise on humanity to-.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cA Time Scoop?!\u201d said the woman. \u201cYou plucked me out of my home with a Time Scoop?! And is this Gallifrey?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt is, Susan,\u201d replied the Doctor. \u201cSpecifically, we\u2019re in a room outside the Panopticon. We\u2019re home, after all this time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026Home?\u201d asked Susan as familiarity crossed her features. She then gasped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYes. It\u2019s me,\u201d said the Doctor. \u201cThat stupid old buffer that left you on Earth after the Dalek Occupation.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026Grandfather!\u201d whispered Susan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWell, GrandMOTHER, if you-.\u201d Susan interrupted the Doctor with a hug as tears rolled down her face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI thought you died!\u201d she sobbed. \u201cThe messages stopped and I thought you died!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026I lived, Susan,\u201d soothed the Doctor as she hugged her granddaughter. \u201cBut the rest of Gallifrey didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d asked Susan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, yuck!\u201d complained a voice. Everyone whirled to see Miss Tarae pointing her TCE at Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026Announcing the presence of Miss Tarae,\u201d muttered Amy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Drifting far off in space and time was a planet. 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