Post by chris97 on Aug 8, 2010 9:16:46 GMT -5
The golden corridors of the Cidatel reflected the burnt orange sunlight of Gallifrey's suns.
Silver leaves blowed down the empty rooms and red grass blowed in the mild wind.
Gallifrey was silent.Many evacuated, fearing the worst.
Borusa was sitting around the High Council, his red robes covering the chair he sat on.
"Now, we all know what the future holds for us," he began, slight fear in his voice.Well, who could blame him? "We have chosen Gallifrey's best fighters to protect the planet.But it won't hold them off for long.I suggest we-"
He stopped in mid-sentence as glass and dust rained down on him.
Looking up, the glass of the High Council's meeting room was cracking before him, and, five seconds later the entire room caved in on them.
***
Dalek Vras looked out of the Mothership.
A slight cackling could be heard coming from within his gleaming black casing.
"PREPARE THE DESTRUCTION OF GALLIFREY!" he screeched, commanding his soldiers.
The doors of the Dalek Mothership opened, and, like bees fleeing from their hive, the Daleks made the sky of Gallifrey black.
The high-pitched noise of Dalek Anti-Gravity Transporters were ringing the planet like a bell.
Explosions dotted the barren landscape and screams echoed.
That's when the enitre Cidatel collapsed.
But, unknown to the Daleks, Borusa had escaped, clutching the Hand Of Omega in his own, frailed, hands.
He knew he was in his final hours, and he had to warn other planets...
Silver leaves blowed down the empty rooms and red grass blowed in the mild wind.
Gallifrey was silent.Many evacuated, fearing the worst.
Borusa was sitting around the High Council, his red robes covering the chair he sat on.
"Now, we all know what the future holds for us," he began, slight fear in his voice.Well, who could blame him? "We have chosen Gallifrey's best fighters to protect the planet.But it won't hold them off for long.I suggest we-"
He stopped in mid-sentence as glass and dust rained down on him.
Looking up, the glass of the High Council's meeting room was cracking before him, and, five seconds later the entire room caved in on them.
***
Dalek Vras looked out of the Mothership.
A slight cackling could be heard coming from within his gleaming black casing.
"PREPARE THE DESTRUCTION OF GALLIFREY!" he screeched, commanding his soldiers.
The doors of the Dalek Mothership opened, and, like bees fleeing from their hive, the Daleks made the sky of Gallifrey black.
The high-pitched noise of Dalek Anti-Gravity Transporters were ringing the planet like a bell.
Explosions dotted the barren landscape and screams echoed.
That's when the enitre Cidatel collapsed.
But, unknown to the Daleks, Borusa had escaped, clutching the Hand Of Omega in his own, frailed, hands.
He knew he was in his final hours, and he had to warn other planets...
