Time's Champion by Time's Champion (Craig Hinton & Chris McKeon)

Time's Champion by Time's Champion (Craig Hinton & Chris McKeon)

Author:Time's Champion (Craig Hinton & Chris McKeon) [Champion, Time's & McKeon, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


the spoils of my war, and the glories of my victory. All you need to do is remain close...'

Of course he had fled at the first opportunity, stealing his father's own escape craft. When word had reached him of Morbius's capture and

execution, he even felt a sense of freedom, freedom to follow his own

path, and fulfil his own destiny.

So he let Fate guide him in his wandering through the galaxy, to

seek out any source of information about the war his mother had

foreseen. Many places became his home, each teaching him a vital part

of the mystery: Amongst Dronid's heretic cults he learned of the

Breakdown and the role of Fate's champion, at Kar-Charratt's Library

he discovered the existence of Gallifrey's Matrix and the fine points of its structure, in the Abbey of Felescar he studied the secrets of quantum mnemonics as the means to penetrate the Matrix's stronghold, and

finally on Caliban he infiltrated the vast resources of the Izarus Intent's computer systems to construct his ultimate weapon.

But it was not enough; to his shame he had found that he could

not accomplish his task alone - he lacked the raw power necessary to

wield the mnemonics without danger to himself. But then, when all had

seemed lost, he finally remembered his mother's parting gift, and he

watched with delight as he opened the amulet and the majesty within

emerged...

And now, after so many years of preparing and waiting, he finally stood on the threshold of the promise Fate had allotted him: the Panopticon of the Time Lords, where deep beneath the fallen splendour his demon

was waiting for him. Clasping his hands tightly together, the Chaplain of Spite accepted his lot and stepped into the Panopticon. A moment

later, the archway to the great building collapsed, like ancient bones breaking...

Back in the console room, the Doctor was trying to soothe the damaged

TARDIS' systems long enough to carve out a time corridor to 1908,

when a sudden concussive wave swept through the room -

accompanied by a discordant screech - and the main doors flew open.

Across the threshold, a bright blue haze crackled and vibrated.

'I think that's my ride,' the Doctor said as he prepared to leap

into the void, but an odd warbling sound from the console diverted his attention. Leaning over, the Doctor studied a circular read out screen and slammed his fist onto the marble surface, growling in frustration.

At that moment, the Valeyard, dressed considerably better than he had

been minutes before, returned, followed by Benton.

'Are you having difficulty unravelling a problem, Doctor?'

'No, it's an answer I find particularly unnerving - the corridor is

too unstable for my body's tissue systems to withstand; the

concentrated temporal distortion would rip me into so many shreds I

wouldn't even be able to regenerate!' The Doctor furrowed his brow as

he stared at the pulsating energy beyond the doors. Then, he shrugged

his shoulders. 'Well, if not to die doing something very brave, then

maybe to survive just long enough to do something really daring!'

The Doctor crouched down, preparing to launch himself

towards the time corridor... before the Valeyard's pale hand clamped

itself upon his shoulder like a vice, holding him fast to the spot.



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