"Now, I see where you get it from, are you out of your freakin' gourd?!" Lila balked at the thought of them somehow dealing with the mutants without using an explosive, bring a body of a mutant to whoever they can find that won't turn on them for dirty money, bring people down here, and pray to the Force that what they did's enough to sway an entire world against Alex Industries. "If you think we can Rambo our way out of this situation, I have a bridge to sell you."
Exhaling sharply after Theodore told her their plan, Lila sees the look in his icy blue eyes, and she knew it well, before she winced at it.
He's serious about it and she's at a loss on what they're supposed to do, since they're out numbered, they can't exactly do much without causing a collapse that risks the loss of innocent lives, and they're underground with no easy access to the surface, it's impossible for them to escape without the TARDIS, even if they can get it close to them, because the moment they incite these things, they're coming after them, hard.
"You have your knife, yes?" Theodore looked at her as she gawked at him before she bluntly replied that she does, and he points at her while telling her that it'll be enough.
Hearing this, Lila exhaled sharply before she remarked, "You really think this will go smoothly, have you kept track of our track record, man, we're lucky we haven't been called to Death's office!"
Seeing him confident didn't give Lila the same feeling, but Theodore asserts that he has a plan, and Lila's terrified what that happened to be, because there's no way they're Rambo.
They're a short woman and an aloof giant with a knife and a multipurpose tool.
Not exactly Rambo.
"Oh, you of little faith," Theodore looked down to her as she crossed her arms with an exasperated look on her face.
She retorted this with, "Like I said, we're on a tight margin on luck."
Thinking to himself, Theodore went over the plan in his mind, and the way it's looking, they'll have to corral all the mutants in a room they can't escape. Kill them that way, bring one out for their use, keep the rest for the journalists and responders to find, go from there.
Killing them shouldn't be too much of a problem, provided it's quick, something that'll take them down effortlessly without them enduring more agony.
Carbon monoxide poisoning's something that's tried and true, they won't even know what's happening to them.
"How're we going to lead them into a room without getting trapped ourselves much less them escaping it?" Lila pointed out a snag in Theodore's plan.
Oh yeah, luring them into a sealed room would've been impossible since they're strong enough to break through the walls, enough they'll make the efforts worthless.
Didn't think that one through, Theo!
"There's always a way. If there is none, we make one," Theodore summed how if one plan didn't work, then he'll make another one on the spot that will.
"Enough standing, let's go," Theodore motioned with his large hand as he had them move slowly, going by what he knows, if the mutants are corralling them, then any areas they try to escape to's already coordinated to keep them from escaping easily, or ensure they're murdered horribly.
There's a path they want them to follow and if he and Lila didn't follow it, they'll get irate.
Continue following the path, they'll die horribly, maybe.
"What're the odds that these mutants still retain a part of their humanity?" Lila brought up the idea that the mutants roaming the underground facility aren't animalistic as they think, that there's still something behind their eyes, and if they went ahead with Theodore's plans, the implications.
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The Bizarre Adventures of Doctor Who
FanfictionIt's never easy stepping into the shoes of the Doctor-more when you're his son-and so, begins the tale of Theodore Levy Smith. The son of the Doctor. Or specifically, his second son. His father's the progenitor of the title and it'd seem that the ti...