● Seriphia Galaxy

Alexandermacedon stood on the surface of Skaro, at the very beginning of it all... on the day the Daleks were made... and waited. He was told he needed to intrigue them in order to get them to come

There was a calm, slow, breeze. Then it quickened. Leaves began to swirl in the wind. Then there was a sound. The sound echoed from all around. A mechanical wheezing / groaning caming from all sides. Lights began to flash as blue boxes began to fade in and out around Alex and his own large, gray, Cylinder of a teleportation booth.

Alex smiled has the boxes became solid. On the top of the boxes was marked, "Police Call Box", a lantern on top of an almost temple like structure... mixed with phone booth. Each of these 12 boxes was a slightly different shade and structure.

After a moment, out stepped all of them, stepped out a different Doctor. The 12 original faces of the Doctor... all the ones that should have been.

The beings looked around at each other, then back to him.

"Welcome," Alex grinned, "I'm glad you were all able to answer my call. I need your help."

The men looked around at each other, again. They felt each other, as only a psychic could truly recognize a soul despite it's casing... but their was something... different the 10 Doctor realized. Something... almost... fragmented?...

Alex was the only one who felt truly whole.

"How is this possible?" The 10th Doctor asked, "All of us together should be creating some nasty distortions... but there's nothing. No reaction at all." The paradox should be creating a good bit of stain on this point in time. Usually the time streams would be all out of sync. That is why the earlier Doctors couldn't retain any information when they meet. Is why he didn't expect to remember this himself as their appeared to be a couple of Doctors he didn't recognize, likely future incarnations. One of them would know what is going on.

In fact, the 12th Doctor did, but he didn't know how to break it to the others as they seemed unaware... So be kept it to himself.

An older man, and ironically the youngest besides Alex himself, stepped towards said young man, "You asked for our help. I must ask a question in return. 'What, exactly, for'?" Asked his first regeneration... or what should have been.

Alex grinned, a playful grin, "We're going to stop the Time War."

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● Equestria
With the Time Tots

"NARUTO IS TOUCHING ME!!!" Harry yelled as his fellow infant held his finger just inches away from his adoptive brother.

"No I'm not." The blonde bab smiled mischievously, wiggling his hovering finger less then an inch away.

Twilight sighed, "Please guys. Twily needs her study time."

Spike was sitting next to her, pretending to write an essay like he saw Twilight do so often. The little boy was currently in the form of a purple lizard with a crayon in hand, scribbling incoherently on a piece of parchment.

Twilight was rather used to the babies randomly changing forms at this point. It had been a few months with the Uzumaki creature dropping the babies off with her every day. Apparently that was what their breed of Time Pony was called "Uzumaki".

This understanding baby talk was coming in handy. The babies were telling her all kinds of interesting things about their colony. All the while Twilight was teaching them about the things she was studying. The little guys didn't really understand it, being babies, but teaching them after reading new material helped her memorize it herself.

"TWILY!!!" Harry screamed, "Make him stop!!!"

Twilight sighed before looking back at them. "Naruto," she said the name like a warning, "Unless you want to spend some time by yourself in the Naughty Pen of Doom," what the babies had come to call the time out pen, "You will stop annoying your brother."

Naruto immediately put his hand down.

"Good Colt." Twilight nodded.

Then Naruto suddenly started to cry. "I'm so BOOOOOOOORD!!!"

Spike began to wiggle, "Let's play School!!!"

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Naruto cried harder, "Not Schooooooool!"

Spike just pouted.

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● Back at the Seriphia Galaxy

"How do you even know of the Time War?" The War Doctor regeneration stepped forward.

"THAT WOULD BE MY DO-ING?"

All the Doctors frozen as beside Alex, a shimmer of light peeled back to reveal... a Dalek.

It resemble a human-sized pepper shaker with a single mechanical eyestalk mounted on a rotating dome, a gun mount resembling an egg whisk, and a sink like plunger for an arm. As well as various fist sized balls attached to the base. Not exactly a very threatening design yet undoubtably the stuff of nightmares.

The Dalek spoke, in a loud mechanical voice that almost sounded like a more intimidating text to speak. "MY NAME IS OS-WIN OS-WALD."

The War Doctor glared, "You have a name, Dalek?"

The 11th Doctor spoke up, "She used to be human... the Daleks at their asylum did a full conversation of her."

"IS THAT SO? IN THIS RE-AL-IT-Y I WAS BORN DA-LEK. WE WITNESSED OUR PEO-PLE FLY A-CROSS THE STARS TO COM-MIT GEN-O-CIDE. WE DE-CLARED, 'NO MORE'."

"Regardless," the 11 insisted, "Her counterpart saved my life... I trust her."

The 12th Doctor studied the Dalek a moment. If this really Oswin... then what of the the other Clara echoes?

The 8th Doctor didn't miss a beat. Looking at the Daleks, he asked. "We?"

Four more Daleks shimmered into view. One announced, "I AM DA-LEK SEC." while the other declared, "I AM DA-LEK CAAN."

"I AM CALLED RUS-TY."

"I AM RUS-TY AS WELL." The last one informed.

All the Daleks that turned good in the other reality. Normally Daleks were irredeemable monsters. Evil manufactured as a living being and kept 'pure' by implants in their domed armor, designed to make them feel nothing but hate. These Daleks turned against those instincts inspite of such crafting.

"Doesn't that get confusing?" The 5th Doctor asked, referring to the 2 Rusty's. The young man absentmindedly fiddled a bit with the Celery he kept pinned to his coat.

"YES." All five Daleks answered.

Oswin explained, "WE WERE EX-PER-I-MENT-ED ON IN OR-DER TO TH-INK LIKE THE EN-E-ME. COM-BIN-ING HU-MAN-OID D-N-A... THE EX-PER-I-MENT WAS DEEMED A FAI-LURE, AND WE WERE CAST INTO SLA-VER-Y. A-LONG WITH HUN-DREDS OF O-THERS. TREA-TED NO BET-TER THEN THE MIND-LESS CORP-SES DALEK-S TURN INTO PUP-PETS. WE WISH SAN-CTU-ARY IN YOUR GAL-AX-Y AND YOUR HELP WITH TRAP-PING THE RE-MAIN-ING DA-LEKS IN THIS GAL-AX-Y."

The 4th Doctor spoke honestly, "I suppose we could always find some room on a deserted planet, but how do we know what you're telling us is the truth."

"YOU CAN SENSE IT." Insisted one of the Rusty's.

The Daleks pods began to open up... and the 10th Doctor gulped at what he saw. They were purple humanoids, with veiny bodies and an exposed brain. Their were short tentacles on the sides of their heads. They all only had one large, jetting out, eye and no nose... They weren't wearing any clothes.

Well the 10th Doctor recognized these creatures appearance. All of them noticed something else. Their psychic field reaching out and recognizing the creature's souls as... Time Lord.

Oswin continued, but it sounded as though she was out of breath while talking, "We can help you stop them. But we do not wish to be trapped with them."

The 10th Doctor dared to asked, "You said you were mixed with Humanoid, DNA?"

"Yes," the 1st Doctor spoke up once again, none of them wanting to believe what they were sensing, "What species, exactly?"

Alex spoke up, "That's not the right question. Not a 'what' so much as a 'who'. But if you want the what, that would be a combination of Earth style human... and Time Lord... specifically," Alex pointed to himself, "This Time Lord / Human Hybrid... when I first meet them, the Daleks stole some of my DNA... and later used it to grow a slave race. If you agree with nothing else then you must acknowledge we are responsible for these people."

The Doctors looked at each other, before asking as one, "What's the plan?"

"Simple," Alex clapped his hands together "We go back in time, to just after the big bang, and trap the whole of the Galaxy in a massive barrier to prevent anyone from leaving through even time travel. This way the Daleks don't ever learn there is a Galaxy beyond then."

The War Doctor glared, "What about the other lifeforms of the Galaxy?"

"Your TARDISes should be able to go through the barrier just fine, given their unique origins. You lot, and the other Doctors, will be able to continue to take care of them."

The 3rd Doctor pondered, "What do you mean by 'unique origins'?"

Alex stiffed. Then proved where they got their lying habit. By telling the Doctors themselves a half truth, "You're remembering things prior to this dimension is a result of you being echoes of that reality. You are not actually my future regenerations. Just fragments of a world that could have been. This is why I need your help, specifically. As your TARDISes will be able to set up the Barriers, then travel through them as a temporal anomaly."

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As the Doctors got to work some hours later, the 12th decided to have words with the boy. Alex's TARDIS was different then the other Doctors. It was a large Cylinder, functioning perfectly well and ordinary. A completely separate TARDIS. The large white room was a mess, as most boy's rooms tend to be. Wires and tools were thrown about as he fiddled with them in preparation.

Alex might be a young man by human standards, but by Time Lord? The first face was always considered a child, no matter how old it got. The Doctor couldn't look at this inexperienced man and see anything more then a boy trying to understand his place in the universe.

"How long has it been since you left Earth?" The Doctor asked.

"Few weeks. Just enough time to met the Daleks. Then have a race of slaves made from my DNA beg me for help... that ever happen to you?"

"It did not."

The boy nodded... then things grew into an uncomfortable silence.

"Why didn't you tell them their true origins?"

Alex stiffened, "Why didn't you? You clearly know."

"Because if I told them they had ascended into godhood they very well might blow this entire planet up in a fit of rage. But you? You don't have such insight."

Alex sighed, "I'm still coming to terms with what I am and frankly that's not helping."

"You're the one who told us to leave our companions behind. Usually they are the ones to stop us doing things like that."

"I'll remember that for next time... Are you worth it?"

"Worth what?" The Doctor asked.

"... my death?"

"... no... I'm not." The Doctor spoke honestly.

Strangely, the boy smiled, as only a Doctor would, "Why did you leave Gallifrey? In the other Reality."

"As a boy I fell into the catacombs of Gallifrey. The Server told me a Hybrid of two great Warrior races would destroy the planet... I knew she meant me, so I ran. I tried to put myself as far away from Gallifrey as I could."

"Did you?"

"Well running... I met the Daleks and them merely knowing life existed outside their planet caused the Time War. The leaders of Gallifrey decided to let the universe burn in order to save themselves... so I killed all things Time Lord and Daleks. I brought the Time Lords back eventually though. Couldn't live with the guilt of murdering my whole race I suppose... even if they had fallen so far."

Alex looked at him. Then at the ground, "Oswin told me about the Time War... it's what she is trying to prevent. She has contacts that smuggled her and her people out of the old Time Lock," The 12th had a hunch what those contacts might be, but kept his suspicious to himself as the boy continued, "and now they are trying to prevent the Daleks from every leaving the Galaxy... normally the paradox would be too big to handle... but not for an Elder God." Looking back at the Doctor. "I fell in the Catacombs to... but what the server told me is I only had one life to live. That my death would fuel the birth of the gods themselves. That at the birth of the universe all my regeneration energy would be stolen and fragmented to give birth you the universe's white blood cells. She wasn't even vague about it, as you would expect an Oracle to be... she told me about all 42 of you."

"42?"

"... the others are fighting off the Daleks in the Time War, to keep them from stopping us from settling up this barrier... I... I am destined to die..."

"We are all destined to die. My lifespan might be longer now but when the universe dies I will go with her. Everything, and everyone, will die some day. What matters is we do something meaningful to ourselves in the time we have... and hope we are remembered in some way."

"That.. is exactly what I'm trying to do." Alex twisted some wires together.

The Doctor got up and started to leave, but the boy stopped him.

"Do you know?"

"Know what?"

"Why I ever return to Gallifrey? I know what they will do to me. After messing with the Timestream so much, and after this huge slap in the face to the laws of time we are about to do... they will try to force me to regenerate. They won't even release the War I'm about to prevent... they will condemn me for saving them without realizing it... what could possibly happen that could ever get me to go back there?"

The Doctor automatically responded, "Spoilers." And he turned to to leave... but turned back a moment later, "But if it is any consolation... it will be the happiest day of your life, and so so worth the sacrifice."

Alex scuffed, "You mean it creates you and the other Doctors."

"No, that is merely an unpleasant side effect." The Doctor assured, "You will gladly lay your life down for something far more important." Your child, went unsaid. The Doctor merely left.

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When the 12th Doctor stepped out of the boy's TARDIS, he was immediately greeted by the 4th.

"We are all thinking up names for ourselves." The 4th grinned, "That way it doesn't get so confusing as just calling ourselves 'Doctor'. As apparently none of us are actually the Doctor, not if we are just Time Anomalies."

"We are all the Doctor," the 12th insisted, "That is more then a title or a single person. It is what we stand for."

The 4th smiled, "I image that's true, and most of us, and by that I mean all of course, seem to agree with you. Still, to prevent any confusion just call me Doctor Tom Baker. As we all wanted John Smith we declared that off limits for any of us."

The 12th thought about it a moment, "Doctor Peter Capaldi," he extended his hand and shook the 4th's. "It's a pleasure to see you from the outside, Tom."

"I hope to run into you again, Peter." Tom grinned, "You know I think I might actually be okay with this method of universe saving. A much better plan then simply wiping out the Daleks from existence. They will even have enough territory to expand their civilization without incident... provided our counterparts succeed in relocating those civilizations."

Peter blinked, "Pardon."

"Come now, Peter, I'm no fool. I'm well aware What we REALLY are. And the fact there are more of us. Ran into them a few times already. Although best let the others discover it on their own. Let them sort out for themselves what to do with this knowledge. It is quite soul shattering and best not to deal with while saving the universe ."

Peter nodded, looking over at the 10th. Honestly he was the one the 12th was most concerned about. Not even the War Doctor's reaction to the knowledge of what they really were, troubled him as much as what would happen when that man was told he was a god.

"Doctor David Tennant Uzumaki, troubling you?" Tom followed his eyes.

"Don't worry about it." Peter insisted. Hopefully 'Lord Uzumaki' wouldn't do anything too rash.

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Sec worked on cannibalizing his Dalek battle armor in the center of the blue police boxes. Plugging the TARDISes into his, and the other, Dalek pods to get the various coordinates and calculations available to them. Time Lord and Dalek technology was incompatible so this took some Jerry rigging. Most of the Doctors, and Humanoid Daleks, were walking around between the TARDISes and the Armor. Doing their own works. The 10th Doctor was actually helping him direct, plugging things into the armor and talking it apart to get at other things. They worked silently... at first.

"You created the Human Daleks," asked David, as he was trying to think of himself, "Didn't you?"

Sec stiffened, then sighed, "Daleks were at a low point during the war. I believed we could improve on perfection to get us out of it. To create a bipedal Dalek. Something that would possess the human ability to survive... and the Time Lord ability to repair the body at death. We were supposed to be the evolution of the entire Dalek race... and while hundreds followed me... billions refused to change. They claimed Daleks were already prefer and we were inferior. They kept us around as a labor force and cannon fodder... I doomed my people to that... because I wanted to save them... as Time went on we released our 'inferior' bodies came with emotions Daleks lack.

"Sympathy, compassion... an excitement over all that was different and an eagerness to explore... we tried to hide it from the Daleks but their were so many of us. One of us was bound to slip... so we reached out to the Predator of the Daleks, in a hope for pity. He helped us steal 5 suits of Dalek Armor... and lead our camps to freedom one after the other... We saw for ourselves why the Daleks fear the Doctor, yet he gave us hope...

"Now, so close to our plans completion... What do we do after this?"

"You settle down somewhere." David imagined, "And build houses... and skateboard, and hotdogs, and calendars marked with birthdays and Christmas... you live, in all the glorious ways life is meant to... In the ways I couldn't help you before..."

Sec tweeked with a circuit board, "We didn't make it in your reality... did we?"

David didn't answer, "We need to connect the secondary circuit braker in case of power surge."

Sec nodded and connected the wires

After a few minutes of silence the Doctor insisted, "What happened in my reality doesn't have anything to do with this one. Well some things may be similar others are completely different. Your version existence happened at a completely different time and in very different ways then I'm familiar. So it does not matter what happened in my universe. This is my universe now, and I intend to do things right this time."

All the Daleks suits suddenly lit up and information streamed from the unites

"Right-O!" David grinned as he stood up, "Everyone know the plan?"

All the Doctors rolled their eyes. However Sec explained anyway.

"Travel to the various key points around what will become the Galaxy and setup a Time Lock." Sec repeated what they all knew. "That will contain the Time War to this specific area of Space and insure the Daleks can't interfere with the rest of the universe."

David grinned like a loon, "You heard him. Let's get to work Doctors!"

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Alex watched as the Doctors left him behind, as they were always meant to do.

Sighing he still had to get the Humanoid Dalek to their new home. Sec walked past him, into the boy's own TARDIS, but handed something to Alex on his way in.

"What's this?" Alex blinked at the piece of paper, "Space Time Coordinates?"

"The 10th Doctor offered us sanctuary on his planet," Sec smiled, "Figured it be rude to not at least check out the property."

Alex looked at the coordinates, "...His planet?"