((hey all, lewdman03 here, I have just adopted this dead story so I'll be fixing typos and mainy lack of capitals so if there problems that's why.))

The tardis landed with a crash. Inside the startled silhouetted figures of the doctor. He struggled to see in the dying light of his ship. "We have been harpooned and dragged onboard a ship" the Doctor muttered, "but the technology is too advanced to find out anything more at just a glance... need a proper look" he turned to the door, "if we want to know our captors we will have to meet them face to face." he looked to his companion and told them to stay thier as he exited through the blue doors.

The Doctor was feeling rather unsure for the first time in a while. he is rarely placed in a position where he is out of his depth, but thats exactly how its worked out. he fiddled with his sleaves anxiously. The Doctor paused at the door, gathering his thoughts before busting through the doors with fake bravado.

"hello! Want to explain why..." he tailed off in shock. What he was faced with was something that had terrified him right back into his childhood.

"Hello Doctor, so nice of you to finally exit your shuttle" said the hooded figure. "Now I can contain it properly without spoiling out meeting" his hand raised sharply, as a blue, almost transparent shield contained the tardis. The Doctor fell back stunned. "So Doctor," the hood was whipped down, the robes abandoned and there stood for the first time in thousands of years in front of the Doctor was the man he'd never hoped to meet again.

Rogue timelord, sentient maniac, universal troublemaker, the Dealer.