The Time Family

A Dead Boy

Kazrans POV:

My dad opened the doors of the TARDIS with the most dangerous adventure of my life waiting beyond the doors. He turned around to Nico and I.

"Allons-y!" He said. We darted out and I closed the doors. My dad held up a finger to his lips, meaning for us to shut up. We did. I telepathically asked my dad what was wrong.

"Daleks. Lots of em." He replied.

"A what?!" I asked him. He turned around and put his his fingers on my temples. I saw them, the Daleks. Killing people, Time Lords, to be exact. I saw them flying into the void. I saw one attempt to kill my mum, more like millions of them, but she destroyed their king and they went away. He removed his fingers from my temples.

"That's what they are son. Killing machines. They're actually little aliens that look like octopi bit talk and have the brain capacity to build things. They live inside those metal cages from the day they're born. They killed billions of people over the hundreds of years that I have been attempting to stop them. I hate them more than anything." My father rambled in my head. Nico was looking at us like we had two heads, and we might as well have because we had huge brains. After all, to know almost everything you gotta have enough storage room. My dad stands up and starts walking off. Nico and I followed. He turned to the right, and we walked down an alley for about 30 seconds before he turned to a door on the left and soniced it open with his sonic screwdriver. I really needed one of those things. We walked in. Nico closed the door behind us, making a tad bit of noise. I heard someone in my head. It sounded like... no. It couldn't be. That person was 🏪dead. I'm just imagining it, wanting it to be true. We heard a noise. A Daleks popped out of another room.

"Who are you?!" It yelped at us.

"I'm the Doctor." He said. It looked at Nico and I.

"Who are they?!" It squealed.

"I'm Kazran, his Time Lord son! And this is Nico Di'Angelo, my best friend!" I stated, wanting it to just shut the void up. (A/N: Get it? Void? No? Ok...)

"Size them!!!" It yelled. My dad sprang over to me and grabbed me in his arms, trying to keep me away from the people that came out. Seven of them were used to haul my dad away from me. At the same time, three were grabbing me from the back of me. Nico cut one on the arm with his sword, but got knocked out with a frying pan to the head. While this was happening, we were both shouting for one another. My dad looked terrified. I'm sure I did too. My dad was taken into another room and the door was shut. I still heard him yelling.

"LET ME GO!!! LET ME HAVE MY SON!! GIVE ME MY SON!!!!" I'm sure he was swinging at them, even though he hates violence. I couldn't stand this.

"I WANT TO GO TO MY FATHER!! LET ME GO TO HIM!! HE NEEDS ME!! MY FATHER NEEDS ME!!!" I yelled, still trying to escape.

"Shut up!!" A man yelled at me. I was forced into a chair with straps and strapped in. Both my arms and legs were useless. The man that told me to shut up pulled out huge needle.

"What're you gonna do with that?" I asked him. He tilted the needle up and made some liquid come out of the tip.

"I'm going to inject this into your blood vein. It'll kill you."He said, looking for one of my blood veins.

"Why? What are you doing this for?!" I asked it, wanting answers. I was frantic, not wanting to die, more like not wanting to leave my dad without a family again.

"Because, your mothers death and your death will kill the Doctor. We want him dead, and this will make him kill himself." He said, finally finding a blood vein.

"You people are sick!" I said, wincing a little from the sudden prick of the needle. It was taken out, and I started to feel lightheaded.

"It's not us, boy. If we don't do what these Daleks say, they'll murder our families. If we had a choice, we wouldn't be doing this. But we don't. We're sorry, but we have to." As he finished saying that, I died.

Doctors POV:

I was taken away from my only family in the universe. I was only focusing on getting back to my son, that was the only thing I cared about at the moment. After I was taken from Kazran, I was placed in a cell along with the unconcus Nico. We were both chained to the wall, on the ground with our hands behind our backs. The cell was made of rusty iron, with a concrete floor and a single light hanging from the ceiling. It was a barred cell, so I could see into the other cells. Unfortunately, I didn't see Kazran.

"Why in the name of Tartarus are we chained to a wall?" I heard Nico say.

"Those Daleks don't want us messing anything up. They have to keep us contained." I told him.

"Stupid Daleks. I once got trapped in a bronze jar, once. I nearly ran out of air. I ate pomegranate seeds from the underworld to survive. We won't be needing any of those though. Plenty of air." He said, trying to calm me. I was struggling to break free of the chains and to get to my son before the hurt him.

"That's unfortunate about getting stuck in that jar. Sorry about that." I said to him. Not moment after I had finished saying that, two guards with masks and some sort of gun came into the cell. They grabbed me up and took of my chains. Each one grabbed an arm and they started to take me out of the cell.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"That doesn't matter right now. Just do as you're told and the boy in here doesn't have to get hurt." The one on the right replied. I stopped and shook of their hands. I looked at both of them.

"What have you done to my son? Where is he!!" I asked them panic and anger swelling up inside of me. One of them pointed to a door. The door was grey with a silver handle. I ran towards it, afraid of what I would find. I was right to do so. When I opened the door, I saw a table with a body on it. The body had a white cloth over it, so I couldn't see who it was. A man popped out next to me.

"Hello, Doctor. How was the cell? Was it clean enough?" He asked me in mock.

"Where's my son?!" I asked him, grabbing his shirt. His eyes wandered to the body on the examination table. I walked over and yanked of the cloth. It was him. They had killed my son. I sank to my knees.

"No, no, no, no, no, NO!!!! Why did you do this!! He was just a child!! He never did anything to harm anyone!!!!" I cried. I took his body of off the examination table and held him. I rocked back and forth while I whispered a song in Gallifreyan. I couldn't believe that I was alone in the universes again. I decided that I would get out of here, drop off Nico, and then bury my dead wife and son. They would get a proper Time Lord funeral.I sat there for hours, holding my dead son, my only family, in my arms, him never going to come back.

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