His body lay in the centre of a table in a 1950s diner. Dust and sawdust covered the poor man's face as he lay motionless as if he were dead. A gap in the roof of the diner opened up to the night sky. He arose to find that if he looked up through the gap, he could see his blue police box in a ball of flames crash down in a somewhat near area to him. The legs just didn't seem to work as it was almost as if he were paraplegic. With as much might as he had to survive, he gained enough strength to speed walk with a limp out of there before he was killed by his long time friend.

The TARDIS only drew closer towards him as it seemed to be a controlled fall. His first thoughts as he began to run were that the ship he was threatened by was the one controlling the police box to crash in his direction. He ran into a truck which looked as if it could take the weight of a crashing Time ship. The passenger seat had some spare clothes in a sack which he had to change into. In the sack was a black leather jacket with a pair of blue jeans. His only option at this point was to disguise himself as someone from this time period to get away with being killed.

"Oh for Strax's sake! I've only just got used to being a woman and dressing like this, it's comforting." He said as he quickly got changed into this new and uncomfortable attire. "This jacket is very old on me. Can't carry it off for too long. Man I wish I was still a woman. Wait, I could still be." He looked in an unseen location to reveal his new gender. "Oh no. I loved being a woman. It was.... different." The camouflage was on and he stepped out in the new style wanting to try and get away with not being who they are looking for. He struts his way towards a fuel refill station at the corner to seem natural when an insanely bright light beams down onto the Doctor. The ship that was targeting him previously was now making him out to be the target they anticipated. A robotic voice could be heard bellowing from the spacecraft.

"Doctor, your reign of terror is over. Quit saving all these undeserving species from total destruction and let them be destroyed." The voice continued to ramble on as the Doctor payed no attention to anything it was saying. Instead he carried on with his new persona.

"Sorry mate, wrong person. Try Colorado, I think there's a Doctor there."

The beam faded away with this statement as the ship floated up and zoomed across the night sky. However, the TARDIS was sent crashing towards the diner's roof. It went down in what seemed to be frozen as when it reached the diner, it did not move. It was still at the angle and motion it came in at. A ball of flame was partially escaping the doors in a frozen motion.

"Oh God, newly regenerated, wanting to be a woman in the 1950s and stuck running away from some form of space police. Well, it's fair to say I'm stuffed..."