callisto, an alien from a far away planet, is trapped in a museum of alien artefacts. a man with no name and only a job title finds her and invites her to join him and his companion through space and time.
invasions happen, strange visits and many m...
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TRYING TO KEEP a group of carnivorous people behind a door with a broken lock while the doctor tried to fix the vortex manipulator on jack's wrist wasn't exactly the easiest thing callisto had done. it wasn't helped by the fact the doctor kept yanking on jack's arm, pulling his weight from the weak door, or martha screaming and shrinking back into callisto, which she couldn't really blame her for doing when she caught sight of the healing bite in callisto wrist.
"hold still! don't move!" the doctor yelled, hovering his sonic screwdriver over jack's wiggling wrist.
"i'm telling you, it's broken, it hasn't worked for years!" jack shouted.
"that's because you didn't have me. moon, martha, grab on!" the doctor ordered, reaching for the pair. the two woman slapped their hands back towards him and he guided them onto the vortex manipulator. "now!"
they disappeared into the time vortex, the door slamming open and leaving the futurekind hungry still. after what could be described as a very rough few seconds, they landed in an alleyway by some bins. immediately, martha held herself slumped against the brick wall, jack stumbled from dizziness, the doctor bent with his hands on his knees and callisto bent backwards to crack her back loudly with a relieved groan.
"oh, my head!" martha gasped, on hand clamped to her forehead while the other rested on her cramping stomach.
"time travel without a capsule, that's a killer!" the doctor sighed, standing back up straight as jack cracked his neck to the side, the doctor doing the same.
feeling a lot better than they had been in the time vortex, they walked out of the alleyway and into the city. it was clear they were back in the 21st century, probably not that long after they left cardiff and jack hopped onto the outside of the t.a.r.d.i.s.
"still, least we made it. earth, 21st century, by the looks of it." jack said, choosing to see the bright side. "talk about lucky."
"that wasn't luck, that was me." the doctor replied as they sat on some high stones in the city centre.
"the moral is, if you're gonna get stuck at the end of the universe, get stuck with an ex-time agent and his vortex manipulator." jack smiled, tapping the device on his wrist proudly.
"but this master bloke, he's got the t.a.r.d.i.s, he could be anywhere in time and space." martha said glumly.
"no, he's here. trust me." the doctor responded.
"who is he, anyway? and that voice at the end, that wasn't the professor." martha stated.
"the master's a time lord, then he must have regenerated." jack assumed.
"what does that mean?" martha asked.
"it means he changed. completely, his face, voice, body. he's entirely different." callisto explained, trying to ignore the rhythmic tapping of a coin on a homeless man's metal cup.
