Run. It's all he'd ever done, he'd spent a good thousand years of his life running. His son had done the same, spent the past three hundred years of his life running. His son was Jack Darby. Son, of the Doctor. He went by many names, like his father he was sometimes called Doctor, other times, the warrior, but then there was his more common name, one which Jack was ashamed of, Unicron, he was revered by cybertronians, he had been labled the chaos bringer after their god of evil. It was another typical day for Jack, he was at the autobot base, he found it slightly funny really, He saved Arcee's life back on cybertron when he was just 139 years old, he died there, that day by the hands of Megatron, He had waited until the autobots cleared off before he regenerated and made broke for his TARDIS. He sighed slightly and looked around him, Miko and Raf were sitting on the couch playing a video game, in a few years time, he'd look the same, he'd have to either tell them or run, he was sick of running. His parents and him were the last time lords alive. The autobots were the last of their kind too, most of them scattered to the stars. He must of done something out of the ordinary for a human because Ratchet kept staring at him.

"Something you want Ratchet?" Jack asked absently.

"I swear, you remind me of someone I knew a long time ago." Ratchet said with a curious tone. Jack shrugged, he'd never seen Ratchet until he came to Earth but his mum often said he looked like his Father.

"Doc, How old do you think I am?" Jack asked sarcastically.

"You look sixteen but those eyes, they look much,much older." Ratchet explained as he looked at Jack's face.

"Probebly a lack of sleep." Jack yawned.

"Probebly." Ratchet said distrustingly as he went back to his work. Jack let out a soft sigh, the eyes were always a give away, always.

"Hey Partner, need a lift?" Arcee asked him softly, Jack looked down at his watch and noticed he should get going.

"Sure, need to get home before mum gets mad." Jack shrugged then all hell broke loose, all the base's alarms blared.

Ratchet and the kids looked around in worry as the old medic began checking all the systems then a video opened up on the command screen, it looked like a bronze metal robot with one eye colored blue.

"We demand the timelords, surrender the timelords, or you shall be exterminated. EXTERMINATE EXTERMINATE!" The robot buzzed with a hateful voice.

"What the frag is that?" Ratchet asked as his jaw dropped.

"A dalek." Jack told him sternly. Arcee muffled a yelp. "And they're after me, mum and dad."

"WHat? You're not a timelord!" Arcee protested in shock and fear.

Jack looked her dead in the optics, smiled and said with an awed voice. "Geronimo." Arcee gave a shocked look and backed of slightly.

"You..." She whispered in shock.

"Still ticking!" Jack laughed as he pulled a sonic screwdriver from his pocket and aimed it at the bot sized console, it made a pitched whirling noise immediatly the console sprung up with global relays, orbital information and target tracking systems. "Right, now if two hundred years of fighting these tincans has taught me anything, it's they're stuborn, proud, bossy and dangerous, so..."Jack clapped his hand together. "Who wants to go on a suicide run?" Miko immediatly shot her hand up. "Asides those who are humans, Miko." Miko groaned and slouched back in her spot. "Nobody? Well, time to call in the calvery!" Jack pointed the sonic screwdriver towards the roof and a series of pinging sounds emmited from it. With a lurching whirl a blue teliphone box faded into existance in the middle of the room.

"OI! Who did that?!" Called someone from inside the box. "I swear to the pits if that was you I...I I I, JACKY!" Called a fez wearing man as he climbed out of the box.

"Dad." Jack nodded then gestured to the screen. "MEET MISTER FULL OF HIMSELF DALEK!"

the doctor looked at the screen and laughed slightly. "they're still around?"

"and still ticking" jack chuckled lightly. "right dad, meet the autobots."

"ahh, ratchet, long time no see" the doctor called happily.

"doctor." ratchet chuckled happily. "still leaving those breaks on i see?"

"he likes the sound." jack shrugged with a small smile before arcee pickwed him and and hugged him against her chassis.

"ahh, autobot arcee, right...er, sorry about cliff and tailgate." the doctor nervously sighed.