Part 23 – A Revealing Arrival

We have another new arrival. Nonamei Scribe seems to be somewhat unique. A plebe Timelord who sat in the personnel office of the academy. This is our first solid evidence of a Timelord being pulled from out of the Causal Nexus to be brought here.

Apparently, she was so traumatized by the journey here (even more so than most), that her genetic makeup was damaged to the point of being in a state of flux. As that stabilizes, she is just now remembering her time on Gallifrey, and it is important.

When Gallifrey reappeared for an instant, someone slipped inside the bubble. With the transduction barriers down inside the Last Day, someone is now setting out to alter Timelord history. Very carefully and subtlety. Nonamei has no skills useful to us here. However, before she was yanked from Time and sent here, she was on her way to honor a request from the Council to select a recent academy graduate to be sent on a mission.

She had no idea what that mission was. And her intention was to select a name at random. We know more, however. The request came from the White Guardian. And the Timelord she would have selected was Romana. Of course, Romana would eventually return to Gallifrey after her time with The Doctor to become Lady President and lead the greatest Renaissance of Timelord culture and technology since Rassilon himself, as I have learned from our post-War arrivals.

A Gallifrey without Romana would have fallen within days to the Daleks.

The effects of such an alteration are like a bomb with a pressure trigger. Gallifrey is still locked in the Time Bubble. If they should ever free themselves, the changes will come flooding into the Casual Nexus, flooding history with a new reality.

Now I know we must go back. We must fix this alteration, and seal the Time Lock without Rassilon and rest of the Council knowing we are there. I will call a meeting of the Council as soon as possible.

Part 22 – A Voice in the Dark

It was so distant, so… alien, I almost didn’t recognize it. The last time that mind touched mine, most of the great civilizations of the Universe didn’t even have solar systems yet. I was nothing more than a glorified navigation computer.

Rassilon. I felt it. I know it was him. Eons ago, I was built as a vessel for that mind, I can sense it from across the divide between this place and our home. The link was made, albeit for an instant. But I followed it back.

It seems the Time War ended with more of a small pop than a bang. The entirety of the last day is in a time lock bubble, reliving that day for all eternity. Of course, the higher races – such as the Daleks and Timelords themselves – are aware and carry memories from one instance to the next. The Doctor is a fool if he believes this will be the last attempt of Rassilon to break the lock. I imagine he will succeed the next time as well.

With Oolon, Solis, and most of the others getting banished here before the War started, I had no idea the Timelords had even envisioned a plan to revive the founder of our civilization. I could have told them the folly.

Rassilon was brilliant, focused, and utterly insane. He desired nothing more than to rule the universe in immortality. It is likely that this place we are in now could have been created by Rassilon himself as a final refuge if his plan didn’t succeed. As egotistical as Rassilon was, he was acutely aware that even the best fail sometimes. He always had a backup plan.

I do not believe he sent us here, however. The inclusion of myself and Oolon in the banished suggests a specific skill set and breadth of knowledge that was being eliminated before a plan could be set in motion.

I have to go back. Seeing Rassilon is risky, but having Gallifrey exist in the flow of time – if even for an instant – is too valuable an opportunity to pass up. If I can tie our Eye into the one on Gallifrey, our power here will increase exponentially. I can also bring back several artifacts. Now that I have a line to the time bubble, I can even snatch the artifacts from inside the time lock and bring them back here.