The Doctor felt the heat of a broken world as it crumbled around him, and he stared at the older looking male who, in fact, was younger than him. Staring back at him, at the nameless 'Doctor', he frowned and clutched Clara in his arms as they began to back away. He heard the man say something along the lines of, 'What I did, I did without choice. I did in the name of peace.' The Doctor frowned and glared back at this man with understanding, "But it wasn't in the name of 'The Doctor'..."
The world began to shake again as memories began to fold in on themselves and had to right themselves. They'd overstayed their welcome, and he had to get out now with Clara or they'd both burn up and die on the weight of his own memories. He grabbed her and they moved, climbing the rocks, he found the shaft of light he'd used to get here and sailed through it with Clara back to the fields of Trenzalore themselves. Collapsing into a heap as they burst into the control of a future TARDIS, he took her by the hand and they moved as fast as they could through the lost and dark corridors, pushing through doors and walls, and eventually coming up through his wife's gravestone.
Bursting through the earth they turned and began to spin in place and he then ran back towards his TARDIS, Clara's hand in his. Bursting through the doors of his TARDIS he began to run around the center console, flipping switches and buttons and all that he could, before looking back towards the young, scared, but so brilliantly brave woman. She had to be confused now, and the ordeal... god that ordeal. How could a Time Lord survive it, let alone a human girl? But she was... she was such a special girl. He smirked then spun again as he went to work on the console and pointed towards a nearby railing, "Hold on. She's not going to like this much."
He hit the final lever and slammed it down, the TARDIS worped to life, but the engines sounded labored and it screeched in pain as it tried to get out of this hell hole faster than it ever had gone. Yet the timelines and broken laws were so much, they crossed the time stream and caused the TARDIS to veer out of control. The thing spun through the air, through the Time Vortex, but completely out of control. He fought to gain that control back, but he was losing it and he looked back towards Clara... she was gone. She wasn't there. He flipped a switch on the main console, and frowned... that didn't, well it just didn't make any... sense? She'd been thrown from the TARDIS, back to her own time, her own world. He looked up at the TARDIS, it's power cells were shutting down and he smiled. It had risked what power it had left to make sure she was safe, as the TARDIS itself lost its power. It would have thrown him safely from its interior, but he'd never have gone. If they were to die, it was always together. Always them.
He ran around the console, picking up what power he could muster in the crash units, in the stabilizers, and held on for dear life. He grit his teeth and smiled, "Geronimo."
The TARDIS fell through the Time Vortex, and then swirled into what looked like a black and purple funnel, spinning through it was spun out of control and rocked left and right, until shot from the vortex, from the sky, and skyrocketed down through the clouds that blanketed this desolate world, and slammed hard into the ground below, tumbling across the ground until it landed on its back, the doors facing up towards the sky. The Doctor himself had been thrown around the console room, and down a few corridors, but managed to keep alive.
Crawling through the interior, he managed to claw his way to the control panel and hit a button that forced the doors open. He snatched up his trusty grappling hook and threw it up, so that it hooked onto the edge, and climbed towards the door of the tiny blue box. He popped his head out suddenly and looked around... blinking as armed guards made their way towards his crashed ship.
He smiled to them all as they pointed at him. He dragged himself out of the ship and dropped in front of them, brushing off his hands on his pants before smirking at them all, "Hello, I'm The Doctor."
"Welcome to die Festung, Doctor... you're going to come with us." Guns cocking as they pointed towards the man and his box.
He gave a face at the guns, "Always with the guns..." he waved them off and began to walk around the TARDIS, checking it out here and there, before then turning around to face them, "Mind helping me give it a push? Should really be stood up... also anyone have some gum? Have to pop my ear."
Said as he stretched and worked his jaw while sticking his pinky into his ear and swirling it around a bit.