Ex-ter-mi-nate!

By AbbyRomana (Ann)


"Ex-ter-mi-nate! Ex-ter-min-ate!" cried the Dalek, swinging his death ray.

That word terrified the Doctor. Against the sliding door, he pressed himself and pleaded to be let out. There was no answer. He pounded on the door, still no answer.

His breathing became laboured and his eyes widened with fear. A cold sweat covered him sending shivers up and down his body. He knew this was the end.

Lit by florescent lights, the Dalek aimed and, without another word, fired. The last of the Time Lords slumped to the ground.

The Time War had ended. The Daleks had won.