"The servants of the Gods. The ones who will take us on our final journey," the old man replied before examining his sword. "I cannot wait another moment. It will be good to fight in the realm of Valhalla rather than die of sickness and fall to the cold of Helheim."<br/><br/>"Father, don't say such things!" Astrid spoke with alarm, before placing a large bowl of nuts and fruit in front of them.<br/><br/>"I don't fear death Astrid. It is my honor to be taken up to Valhalla. Even if it isn't by beautiful warrior women riding winged horses," the man spat before picking up a steel axe and examining the blade.<br/><br/>"If you're so eager to go, then why didn't you run outside and join in the fighting?" The Doctor asked, stealing a few berries and popping them into his mouth. "Don't you want to fight and prove yourself?"<br/><br/>"I already have," the man replied before pointing behind him. "I am an experienced warrior, just like old Dustin who was taken by the Gods the other day. He fought by my side in countless battles. If he's made it into Valhalla then its obvious that I will be taken as well."<br/><br/>"But yet you have doubt," the Doctor spoke casually whilst munching on the fruit. The man glared at him viciously, but the Doctor continued on regardless. "These creatures that take the warriors you know are different from what you have been led to believe. They scare you, even if you don't want to admit it."<br/><br/>"That's why your daughter guards the door. She fears you'll be taken and not for the reasons that you hope for," the Doctor spoke, casting a glance at Astrid. "So tell me...what do they look like?"<br/><br/>"They are the servants of the Gods," the man replied simply, his eyes falling to his weapons.<br/><br/>"So you keep saying, but you haven't answered the question. You avoided it the moment Robin brought it up," the Doctor spoke whilst staring down the old warrior. "What do they look like?"<br/><br/>"You'll see them soon enough young man," the old man spoke, raising his axe and examining it in the dim light. "They always come again after a battle has been waged."<br/><br/>As if one Que a sudden humming sound filled the air and the house began to rattle. Bright light shone through the cracks in the door and sparks began to crackle in the air around them.<br/><br/>The Doctor jumped to his feet in alarm and pulled out his sonic screwdriver. The light of the device shone through the shadows of the house as he spun on the spot to scan over the ensuing chaos.<br/><br/>"What is going on!? What is going on?!" The Doctor yelled over the noise, actual fear beginning to surface in his old eyes.<br/><br/>"They have come for me," the old man spoke before getting to his feet and making his way towards the door. "Goodbye young ones. Take care Astrid."<br/><br/>"No Father, don't go with them!" Astrid called after him, getting to her feet as she watched him approach the door. A helpless and fearful look on her face.<br/><br/>"This is impossible..." the Doctor whispered as he thrashed the screwdriver through the air. "These readings are impossible! I haven't seen this type of atmospheric and time disturbance in ages. Nothing I've encountered should be able to do this! It shouldn't be possible!" He yelled before turning to the door and leaping at the old man as his hand rested on the handle.<br/><br/>"You can't go out there!" The Doctor yelled as he grabbed the man's shoulders, who immediately buried his elbow into the Doctor's stomach and sent him flying back into the table.<br/><br/>"Watch me Doctor! I will not be denied my glory!" He roared. The light from outside had died down a little and the room had stopped shaking, but the sound of that eerie hum was still present. In fact it had multiplied and become even clearer than before.