arillios

1. Carnival

rillios - a small blue planet that sat dead centre in the Miradvia System, a planet that for centuries had been feared by even the most powerful of star systems. Arillios had been the home for the Cadinollium - a race of super-human warriors whose goal of galactic domination was halted by a totally unexpected reason - that of humanity.

When the Cadinollium actually saw the devastation they had caused through the Galaxy and the many threats of retribution they had received, they set their genetic birth tanks to produce a clear, pure race, and they then locked themselves in the bowels of Arillios and terminated their life support systems.The tanks had been pre-set to operate ten years after the last Cadinollium had died, and robo-servants were programmed to maintain all the buildings on the world, so that when the new race of Arillios were "re-born", it would be a new Genesis, a brand new start, with no knowledge of the past.-genocide as one of the great heroism, and decided to hold a year of celebration on the Centenary of the Cadinollium mass suicide.

The Arillions ( for this is what the second wave generation called themselves ) set up large Lance Laser Projectors (LLP) and using a large burst of energy, beamed images of the leaders of the Cadinollium into the four dark moons that circled the planet.

Now, this was alright and everyone marvelled at the spectacle and had a great time, but this caused two unforeseen problems. One was the appearance of a large mound in the middle of one of the building complexes, the other was the appearance of a blue Police Box.

2. Starfall

ayhem was the only word that could suitably describe the Doctor’s predicament at the present moment. One minute the TARDIS had been quite happily journeying through time and space, everything was normal - Mel was deep in the depths of the TARDIS trying to re-juvenate some ancient fitness equipment she had found to full working order, and the Doctor was snatching forty winks in a large cane chair that he had moved into the console room and then - WHAM! The TARDIS had hit something very powerful, which blew its main drives and was plummeting out of control.

A scream that accompanied the unexpected starfall gradually rose in pitch, and Mel, who had virtually crawled to the console room fell backwards, hands on ears, scream on lips. The Doctor was faring little better. Haven been brutally woken, and then forcibly pushed from his chair, he was now clinging on to the console for dear life as smoke and sparks burst from the console and rose in grey and yellow pillars to the ceiling.

Blindly stabbing at controls, his eyes seared by the acrid fumes, the Doctor hit a large yellow control, and the TARDIS levelled out to its normal upright position, throwing the Time Lord to the floor. But still the TARDIS fell like a stone in a lake, the main drives blown, its power fading fast, the Doctor staggered to his feet and made his way to Mel, who was lying unconscious, a pool of blood dripping onto the floor from a head wound. Wrapping his arms around, the Doctor had just started muttering a Gallifreyan prayer, when they hit Arillios.

3. The Problem Begins…

he Doctor’s eyes flickered open, glanced left then right and then upwards. The blackened TARDIS ceiling stared back.

‘Good grief, what a mess…’ he muttered when he saw the ruined console, melted metal and plastic hanging like blackened stalactites from the underside of the console. Shaking his head to assemble his thoughts into some logical order, he turned his attentions to Mel, who was starting to stir, congealed blood in a long jagged stream down her face.

‘What happened, Doctor?’ she asked faintly.‘Sshh, keep quiet, I’m just going to get the medi-kit.’ He replied, before he vanished past her into one of the many doors. He emerged with the box, and washed and covered the wound. ‘There, as good as new,’ he said and grinned.