The Seven Doctors

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Really this was one of the stupidest, insane plans he'd ever come up with in his entire life, but the last time he'd gone out drafting for war, people died. Good people, people that he liked. And in the end, they ended up with greatest failure he'd ever had suffered.

Not this time. Too much was on the line.

The Doctor knew who to bring with him. If you want to do a job right, do it yourself. Lucky for him, there just happened to be multiple versions of himself. The Eleventh ran around the TARDIS, chasing a monitor that was hunting down the perfect extraction points for himself.

"Ah yes. When I was alone. Tegan and Nyssa were in Amsterdam, and I was on my own. This is perfect."

He pulled the ignition and off he went to begin his draft.

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Finally Florana.

The Doctor had finally managed to successfully land on the sneaky planet. Such lovely flowers carpeting the ground, far as the eyes could see. Oh, and the effervescent waters, what an extraordinary place!

"Oh! This is lovely."

And then, the wind began to make the oddest noise. Why, it sounded just like.

"What!?" The Doctor turned to see an arriving TARDIS. Curious though, was that it wasn't just any TARDIS, it was his own. That was entirely too confusing, "You know you're breaking all the laws of time, don't you!?" The Doctor shouted at the materializing TARDIS.

He sighed, "Oh, what do you care? You're just going to do it anyway. Very well then." As the TARDIS locked into place, he took a deep breath and then went to enter through the door, pushing it open, "This is incredibly dangerous, you know that, right?"

As the two had a talk, the TARDIS began to dematerialize.

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"This is incredibly dangerous, you know that, right?"

The elder Doctor nodded a bit and then said, "Of course I know it's dangerous! But this situation calls for more of me in one place at a time."

"Don't you have anyone with you? They could help you. My standing here is a paradox the size of-"

"Yes yes," The Eleventh waved the Fifth's warning off, "The size of Beligium, I know. But we don't have a choice here. I do have someone, I just haven't found her yet, and there isn't enough time. All of reality is at stake, we'll have to risk the paradox. And, possibly make it bigger."

The younger Doctor looked perplexed, then it dawned on him, and the worry in him grew, "It's that serious then?"

"I'm afraid so Doctor. Off we go, to pick up the next one. Do me a favor and mind the thrust. I can see the colors of his coat from here!" And off the duo went.

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The Doctor was finally embracing his well needed solitude. He'd promised to pick Peri up in a few weeks, as she was wanting to spend some time with her family. Which was all well and good for him anyway - humans couldn't put up with a Time Lord in hermit status.

As he promptly recalled the last time he tried to drag Peri off.

"Here we are, then," The Doctor announced to an empty console room. He was actually used to having Peri staring at him from the other side of the console, bickering about where they were going to end up next. Perhaps he did miss her, he honestly wasn't sure. "Yes, a well needed rest. A fight for survival, parked in the wilderness deep in the oldest planet of the Universe... but... hello? What's this?"

The scanners were blinking something shocking. The Doctor struggled to calm the old girl down, flicking switches back and forth and scurrying around the console. Sparks flew and bit him on the nose, and suddenly his TARDIS landed with a jolt, sending him backward on his well-rounded behind.

Gathering his composure and suddenly wondering if it were a trick of the Rani's or the Master's (as he no doubt accepted that the pair of them were clever enough to get out of the spell he'd left them in,) he marched to the doors and opened them, staring out at the barren wasteland before him.

It was another sound that caught him, however. "No," He called out. "It couldn't be. That's my TARDIS!"

Indeed, not too far away; the battered old Police Box materialised before his very eyes.

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It was just as the Sixth incarnation of The Doctor said, that was his TARDIS materializing in front of him. The TARDIS had locked on and connected to the next youngest version of The Doctor. The Fifth and Eleventh incarnations of the Time Lord were running about the console, doing all that they could to maintain the massive paradox. In the days of the golden age of Gallifrey, the Time Lords would be able to do this for The Doctor, however in relation to the eldest Doctor, they no longer existed, there was nothing the ones relative to the younger incarnations could do.

”Are you sure we can’t reach the incarnations before me? I’m quite sure that they could be most helpful.”

The Eleventh pulled down a lever, which immediately sparked in retaliation for the continuing paradox, “I tried, but there’s some kind of block on any of the versions of ourselves before you. It’s very odd, and a bit disconcerting as well.”

After the TARDIS had materialized, the doors both pulled open and the pair of Doctors stuck their head out to face their fellow self.

“There you are!”

”We’ve been looking through all of time and space for you. So, you’re who I’m going to be next then. I can’t say I’m very fond of the outfit. But my, to be that tall again will be quite nice.”

The Eleventh shot an odd look at his youngest self in the area, “Are you really critiquing a fashion choice that you’re going to make in your own future?”

The Fifth relented a bit, “You have a point. Anyway, Doctor! There’s no time to waste, you must come with us right away. We’ve got a lot to do and very little time to do it.”

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The Doctor stared, mouth agape as two heads popped out of the TARDIS. One he recognised as his former self, and his mouth snapped shut as he tucked his fingers underneath his coloured lapels. A brow rose, somewhat perplexed; thinking he had been done with that form for good. 'Sweet,' Peri had called him. His eyes darted to the face next to his former self, again another young face and wearing what appeared to be tweed and a bow tie.

He raised his finger as his fashion choice was insulted by his younger, most loathed form. He then lowered that finger and marched up to the pair of them. “Now listen here...”

He assumed the other Doctor was a much older form, as the celery-wearing Doctor cut in again measuring this was a matter of most importance.

The Doctor sighed. “It usually is, isn't it? Crossing our own time streams after all is dangerous within itself. It's not the first time this has happened! Why, just a few months ago I ran into my second form...” He then decided to furrow that noble brow of his and fold his arms. “You,” he pointed to the Fifth “I could believe. But you...” He pointed to the other Doctor. “How far along are you in my life?” A pause. “I dare say I'm not fond of the bow tie, and I have been warned to never trust a man with a large chin.”

As much as he hated the thought of traveling with his old form and a new form, the TARDIS was speaking to him. She hummed as he patted the side. “All right, move aside. Let's get this over and done with.”

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“Now listen here...”

"Sorry," The Fifth cut in, "No time to listen. We have an awful lot of stops to make. Do come inside? We can listen after you're in."

The Eleventh Doctor waved off his Sixth self remembering the time he met their second incarnation, "Yes, yes, we were both there when we were him. In fact, I was there twice." The Sixth mentioned he wasn't fond of the bowtie or his chin, "Oi! Bowties are cool, and that's very rude! You're going to be shaving this chin one day, mind your manners!"

He paused a moment before saying, "Also, you know our Fifth, obviously. Me, I'm Eleventh. This is my version of our TARDIS. Now, on our way to pick up the next. As many of us as we can locate. I've locked on to Doctor number Seven." The Eleventh began running around the TARDIS, "Youngest me, fill in next Youngest me, would you?"

The Sixth agreed to come on board, and as soon as the door was shut, The Fifth Doctor filled the Sixth in on what was happening, "We should do this the quick way while we're on our way, Contact?"

There was a psychic transfer of information and then the three Doctors continued on their way to go and find the Seventh Doctor, trying their best to extract him from a moment when he was all by his lonesome.

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Alone, being alone.. something The Doctor had gotten used to lately, it wasn't like he was pining for anybody though, in all honesty he didn't seem to mind his own company, his own thoughts. He walked slowly down the streets of Jalian 17, he had left the TARDIS somewhat far behind although he always knew his way back.

He heard the sound before the thing had even appeared, the all too familiar sound, seemingly out of nowhere, as if by magic, the TARDIS materialized in-front of his very eyes, he knew instinctively that it wasn't his TARDIS, this one was more blue.

He used his umbrella to tap against the door and was surprised as it swung straight open, inside he saw the three Doctor's, "I hope you've all got a good reason for this, you're breaking all the rules you know." The Doctor stepped inside the TARDIS without hesitation, muttering to himself about breaking the rules of time.

He walked up the steps to the console area, glancing around at the new interior of the TARDIS, he seemed impressed, The Doctor turned to the other three incarnations of himself, "Okay, so what is it then? Why are we here? What's happening?"

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The Eleventh beamed when his Seventh self entered his TARDIS. He spun on his heels to face him before saying, "Oh good. You're being much more agreeable than our Sixth incarnation." He shot the multi-colored Doctor a look before continuing.

"Mavic Chen, you remember him when we were just a kid, yeah? He's returned, somehow. And he's got this, this device that can undo reality." The Doctor explained for the third time, "I can't beat him alone, and I don't want to involve others. So, who do you turn to when you've got a problem this large?"

The Doctor smiled to his younger selves, "The Doctor, or The Doctors in this situation. I'm rounding all of us up. Well, any of us that we can locate at least, I can't seem to get a lock on our first through our fourth incarnations yet."

The Fifth spoke up, "So now that you're here. We're onto the next one. He might be a bit tricky. His timeline seems to be covered in a shroud."

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The Doctor walked around the TARDIS' new interior, well, new to him anyways, he listened as his future self explained everything, "Mavic Chen, you remember him when we were just a kid, yeah? He's returned, somehow. And he's got this, this device that can undo reality."

A smile now appeared on his face at the mention of Mavic Chen, "Hmm.. yes, I remember.." He stood leaning on his umbrella, "Not a very nice fellow, I can see why you're gathering us now."

He briefly glanced over at his previous incarnations outfit, thinking to himself, "Did I really used to wear that?" He quickly dismissed the thought and took a quick glance at his fob watch, smiling to himself.

"Well if you're having trouble finding the next one.." He turned to the oldest incarnation and gestured with his umbrella, "You should be able to find him, see unless there's a time displacement device around here, you've already seen this happen but through our eyes."

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It was another older form, the Doctor was quick to realise. Rather short and dumpy in appearance, he was hoping for something more of a better improvement. “Being agreeable with my other forms isn't high on my to-do list,” he retorted, shooting the Eleventh Doctor a look of his own.

The look soon faded when Mavic Chen was mentioned, along with a plot to undo reality. What was worse, the eldest Doctor couldn't get a lock onto his earliest forms. This made the Sixth Doctor rather concerned and rubbed his chin. He wandered to the console and marvelled at how much it had advanced. The simplest switch managed to achieve complicated feats, and it did impress him. After all – he did manage to fix the Chameleon circuit once.

“How far along the Time Line is this one?” The Doctor asked, eyeing the Fifth. “It is rather concerning that you cannot locate our earlier selves. I seriously hope that reality hasn't started being 'undone' already.” He didn't like the idea that this Doctor was covered in shroud, either.

The Seventh spoke up and the Sixth nodded. “Yes, you should be able to find him with ease if that's the case.”

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“How far along the Time Line is this one?”

"Well," The Fifth Doctor retorted, "You could ask me, seeing as I'm right here."

He continued by saying, "And while I'm not exactly sure what it is that you are insinuating, I will not be spoken to by someone that goes from this," He motioned to his clothes, "And then puts on that," motioning to the Sixth's. He huffed, "Now. Unless you can locate the scarfed one, ruffles, the other bowtie or our original self, I'd be oh so pleased if you didn't throw the blame."

The Eleventh looked at the Seventh and said, "I forgot how emotional I was when I was young. Being you really grounded me. Thank you."

Then suddenly, the eldest called out again, "Located our Eighth incarnation. Now, unfortunately Doctors, I'm going to have to ask you not to stand near the door or look outside while I fetch him. It's very important to the timeline that you don't. Thank you!"

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"The Great Key of Rassilon. I was hoping I wouldn't have to use this, but he's given me no choice." The Eighth Doctor stared at it, it was a simple golden key that would unlock tools otherwise lost to time and space. Tools that he'd need to handle the weapon provided to him by The Meddler. Without it, he would surely die upon using the Moment.

Sighing, The Doctor looked beyond the key now, it was a forest all around him, the Gamma Forrest specifically. And, it was in the Constellation of Kasterborous, he could see Gallifrey from here. There was no war from far away. This was quite the serene place. He came here often to think, when the Zero Room wasn't enough. He was about to do something terrible. Destroy his entire civilization, who could think that was alright?

But, it was the Time Lords and the Daleks, or the Universe. The Doctor had too many friends, there were too many people who had touched him in his lives, he couldn't let them down. The Time Lords, the Daleks, this war ended, tonight.

He was about to leave to do it when the sound of a TARDIS began to arrive. The Doctor turned, his TARDIS was, there. Then, he whipped back, the TARDIS had materialized, his TARDIS, but not his TARDIS. A future TARDIS.

"No. No no no! You cannot come here! Not now!"

He didn't wait, The Eighth Doctor marched into the TARDIS, barely noticing the different desktop, "You have no right to be here!" He blinked looking around at all the faces he recognized, "None of you! You need to pack up and fly away, right now!"

The one that he didn't, a young face in a bow tie and purple suit, stepped up and spoke to him, "I'm sorry, Doctor. I'm so sorry, but this was the only time I could extract you from. And we need you. We really do."

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The Doctor smiled at what he figured was an compliment from his, seemingly older but younger self, he continued to pace around the new console lay-out but making sure not to get in the way of himself.

"Located our Eighth incarnation. Now, unfortunately Doctors, I'm going to have to ask you not to stand near the door or look outside while I fetch him. It's very important to the timeline that you don't. Thank you!" The Seventh occupied himself by fiddling with his fob-watch as the TARDIS came to a stop, if there was one thing this incarnation had embraced more so than others, it was his duty as a Time Lord, the last thing we wanted to do was accidentally disrupt his own time-stream, it was beside the point that there was also currently a lunatic trying to tear apart the fabrics of reality.

Although, the shouting he heard outside did intrigue him for a brief moment, he turned his head toward the door's to the outside world for a second before occupying himself once more. The Doctor watched as one of many incarnations charged into the TARDIS, shouting about how they had to leave right now.

He, once more, used his umbrella to lean on and gazed upon the man with the leather-jacket, his face looked set with a deep sadness that this incarnation couldn't understand, "There is currently a man.. out there in space, trying to tear apart reality itself... if he succeeds, whatever you're doing won't matter, understand? So I suggest we all stop bickering and get the job done."

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"You don't understand," The Eighth fired back, "Today is very important, today is the day that I have to-" The eldest Doctor in the TARDIS spoke up.

"We understand," the one in the bow tie spoke up, "Or, I do more than they do. But, you shouldn't talk about it. Not now. Now isn't the time." The fact of the matter was, to The Eighth Doctor's frustration, he really couldn't finish the sentence he'd been about to. How could he tell his younger selves that he was about to destroy their home world?

Taking a deep breath, he looked to his Seventh incarnation as he explained the situation, "If reality is undone, then nothing will have ever existed in the first place. We can't have that." He breathed out, ran a hand down his face and finally gave in.

"Very well. If this is absolutely necessary, than we need to go now," it looked as if a weight had been momentarily lifted off his shoulders, "I suspect that you are not my Ninth incarnation, call it a hunch."

The elder nodded, "Eleventh. We still have at least two stops to make. Let's go!" With the pull of a lever, they were off.