Doctor Who?

The Kasterberous Ring

May pulled Zly out of the ship, unsure over what to do next. She had never been on Delta CC-3X and was overwhelmed by the structure of it. It was unlike anything she'd ever seen, yet so close to her home. The technology was so... Underdeveloped. Zly gave her a glance as she stopped running, confused as to where to go. He furrowed his brows, straining his memory until a thought bobbed to the surface. "Follow me." he told May, and, grabbing her hand, ran cautiously to an old service hatch. "I visited this place a while back. It was one of my first trips..." he withdrew a screwdriver from his purple overalls and began prying at the edges of the hatch. It had rusted around the edges, and the metal crumbled to the touch. Clearly no one had used it for a very long time. He furrowed his brows again and gestured for May, who had stood guard, to come closer. "Look at this." He pointed to the hatch. "This should be sparkling clean, yet..." "It's not. Hmm, I was wondering about that as well. Shouldn't this place be full of people, I mean, I know it's not exactly a major port but still..." added May. Zly suddenly stood up straight, a shocked look on his face. "Oh no." "What?" replied May. Zly gulped. "I don't think there's been anyone here for a long time." "So..." "Why did we journey here?" he gulped again. "Because it's a trap." They stood in horror for a short time, till Zly was slapped by a thought. "The Doctor!" They both shot around to look at the spaceship they'd just escaped. "He's in danger!" May sighed, "Well he should have realised that". Zly shot a disgusted look at May "We can't just leave him!" He made as if to run back onto the Yard but May held him back. "Look, the Doctor knew he was heading for trouble. I suggest that we just leave him be, and search for an escape." "No." "No?! I though he killed your family." Zly felt blood rush into his cheeks and looked sheepishly down at the ground. "Well, not exactly," he mumbled, "it's more that he didn't save them. I was just a child at the time. I was the only one he saved." he turned his head back up and said, more confidently, "I held a grudge against him. All my life. I never... I never thought I'd meet him again. But now I have, and... He saved me again. But this time, I'm going to help him. He saved you too. Don't forget that." Instead of becoming humbled, May looked at Zly with pity. She spoke as if to a child. "On my planet, he's a outlaw. He may have rescued us during the War, but he's still an criminal. In fact, I've heard that he halted Rassilon's plans to end the war earlier. He may seem like a figure of heroism to you, but do you know what he really is? A-" May clutched her right cheek, which stung from the slap that Zly had just given. They stood then, eye to eye, glaring not with hatred, but a stranger, more complex emotion that cannot be described.

Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Zly cut his stare from May and looked at the panel which was now beeping. It had take him by surprise, as he'd thought that the equipment was out of action. "So there is something we can do..."

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"I'm arresting you on article nine, section seven of the Shadow Proclamation. You have the right to remain silent." The security captain was reckless as he spoke to the Doctor, who stood in the arms of two junior officers. "You have the right to remain-!" started the Doctor, but on second thoughts didn't complete the phrase. He cringed as he felt the cold metal of handcuffs forced around his wrists. The Doctor's ears pricked up as he heard a third party enter the room. They had a commanding voice, yet did not raise it to a shout. "I'll take it from here." "Excuse me, just who do you think-" "You will obey me." The once powerful security captain fell silent, and the Doctor assumed they had gone. Then the new-comer spoke to him. "Honestly Doctor, what would you do without me?" The voice was familiar, snagging at a memory in the Doctor's mind. The cuffs that imprisoned his hands were unlocked and the Doctor nursed his sore wrists. "Who- who are you?" he questioned. "Surely you can't have forgotten me? Tell me, what incarnation are you in, 8th, 9th, 10th?" The question wasn't answered. "Doctor?" Still he did not reply. The Doctor was somewhere completely different, inside a palace of his memories. That voice... He shut his eyes in remembrance.

That voice... 'You will obey me...' Where had he heard that before... Somewhere. Come on Doctor. Search. That voice... Seventh, no, Sixth, Fifth, FOURTH. He unclenched his jaw slightly. Hang on, no, it was all of them... 'There is evil in all of us Doctor, even you' What was that? That was it, the voice, now when, no where- both, did I hear it. The FIRST time... His sense blurred as he forced all processing power into finding the source of this voice. When? Where?! Wh- Traken. The Doctor's eyes snapped open. He faced the Master. "You? You?! But, how?!" The Master smiled "Come now Doctor, how long did that take you? Looks to me as if your brain isn't as used as it used to be, old man." He smirked at the Doctor, then beckoned him to follow.

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"Well! Where is it? Where are they?!" "Where do you think?" This second voice held a sneer, high above the other. "Argh! You've tricked me." "No, you idiot, I've trapped you. Ha!" "And yet, you think you hold the upper hand." Their voice went quieter "I had plans for you, Godred. I fear you've failed me..." "What are you talking about?" This reply was overconfident, pre-jubilant, "I've got you!" Godred shattered into dust as the blast of green blew through him. "It's not you, it's me." The gun slowly lowered, powering down, a smirk on it's owners face. But it was too late, to stop his fate. The trap was already closing. Somewhere, deep in the heart of Delta CC-3X the main engines were starting to fail. Pressure gauges fell and an alarm sounded out. The monitor attached to the main computer showed a countdown. 59 minutes till total engine failure. Survival rate: 0%.