You and the rest of the group stand scattered around the counsel room. You and Jack - not Dalek Jack, stand on the platform you were sitting on earlier, watching the Doctor pace around the counsel.
"Only one thing I can think of. Nuclear option." She pauses. "Nuclear option that might backfire."
"If it's what I think you're thinking, you'd better stop thinking it right now. Way too big a risk." Jack sternly defies.
"How big a risk?" Yaz asks.
"And by nuclear option, you don't actually mean nukes?" Izzy timidly clarifies.
"Planet-threatening." Jack looks to Yaz.
"No, I'm not talking nukes." The Doctor looks to Izzy, "Anyone got any better ideas? Cos I'm all ears." Everyone looks to each other, no one speaks up. "Exactly," she sighs.
"So, what is it you're going to do?" Ryan asks.
"They're built from the original Reconnaissance Dalek. I'm going to give them what they wanted in the first place." The Time Lady flicks a few switches.
"What are you doing?" You slowly step forward.
"Something you never want to do." Jack sighs, very clearly not happy about this.
"Doc, what have you done?" Graham accusingly asks.
"Sent a message through the timelines into the Vortex, cos I know they're in there, like sharks in water. Always scoping, always ready." She tightly answers.
The doors fly open, the Doctor and Dalek-Jack running over to them, looking over the sky. Above them, a very large ship flies overhead.
"Who's in there?" Dalek-Jack demands.
"The ship you never want to see arriving on your planet." She grimly answers.
"What's on it?" He asks again.
"Death Squad Daleks. Think of them like the SAS of Daleks."
"Only way more brutal." The other Jack adds.
"They're our best hope right now." She counters, her voice still uncertain.
"But they're going to kill more humans." Graham reluctantly points out.
"They don't care about humans. They're the enforcers of the Dalek race." The Doctor counters again, this time more certain.
"To combat Daleks, you've brought more Daleks?" Yaz clarifies.
"Yes, but they don't know that I'm behind the transmission, and it's quite important that they don't realise I'm here. We've got previous. We're not best mates."
"All right, look, so if your plan works and this set of Daleks kills his lot-" Graham starts.
"It's not my lot." Robertson interrupts.
"Thank you. How do we get rid of the new ones?" He questions.
"That's phase two of the plan. It'll be down to us."
The TARDIS floor shakes, sending you stumbling onto the ground. Looking up, the Doctor and Robertson are already at the door, speaking loud enough for you to hear.
"You are impure!" A Dalek screeches, "The Dalek race must have purity! Exterminate!" The sound of a laser guns echo.
"Exterminate the impurities! Exterminate the impurities!"
"That's the thing about Daleks. For a race born out of mutation, they're pretty obsessed with purity." The blonde says with slight amusement, but mainly dislike.
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13th Doctor x Reader: Lost
FanfictionYou have spent the last few years of your life protecting your sister, when no one was there to protect you. Just when you are about to give up, a woman with a box shows up, taking you places beyond your wildest dreams. This takes place right before...
