The Girl Who Survived (Doctor Who)

Dalek

3rd Person POV

"We've tried everything. The creature has shielded itself but there's definite signs of life inside." Van Statten said as they counted down a hall, into a type of examination room. Large screens and numerous papers and pens clustered around the desks. "Inside? Inside what?" The Doctor asked, as intrigued as the Rebel who strode next to him. "Welcome back, sir. I've had to take the power down. The Metaltron is resting." A man came up to Van Statten

"Metaltron?" The Rebel asked. "Thought of it myself. Good, isn't it? Although I'd much to prefer to find out it's real name." He looked at her, making her feel uneasy.

"Here, you'd better put these on." Simmons handed them both pairs of gloves and suits. "The last guy that touched it burst into flames." He smirked. "We won't touch it then." The Doctor smirked. "Go ahead, Doctor. Rebel. Impress me." Van Statten smirked at the two in front of him.

They stepped through the heavy metal door and it snapped closed behind them.

Rebel's POV
The dimly lit room made it hard to see the specimen clearly, but I got a faint outline. "Look, I'm sorry about this. Mister Van Statten might think he's clever, but never mind him. I've come to help. I'm the Doctor. This is the Rebel..." The Doctor tried to soothe. A white light blinked a few times, and was followed by a blue glow.

"Doc Tor? Re Bel?" It spoke, crackly voice.

My face only registered as shock and pain. "Impossible." I spoke, breaking the deathly silence. My voice cracked on the last few letters as my throat suddenly went dry.

"The Doctor? The Rebel?!" The voice became clear and angry. "No no no!" I panicked, eyes wide and breath fast. The Doctor stood frozen in his spot, eyes never leaving the pepper pot.

The lights came back on and revealed a damaged Dalek held in chains. "Exterminate! Exterminate!" It screamed, shaking slightly. I started to hammer on the door screaming, "Let me out!" The Dalek just kept repeating one word. The one word that haunted me for a long period of my life. A word I heard in my nightmares. "Exterminate!" The door never budged.

"You both are an enemy of the Daleks! You must be destroyed!" The Dalek tried to use its bent gun arm, but nothing happened. "It's not working." I smirked. The Doctor came back to the present and laughed.
"Fantastic! Oh, fantastic! Powerless! Look at you. The great space dustbin. How does it feel?" The Doctor got closer to it, within touching distance, as I stayed huddled up by the door. "Keep back!" The Dalek yelled. The Doctor stood only inches away from its eye piece.

"What for? What're you going to do to me? If you can't kill, then what are you good for, Dalek? What's the point of you? You're nothing." I stood on shaky legs, walking closer, confidence mixing with anger and hatred. "What the hell are you here for?" I yelled at it. "I am waiting for orders." It replayed simply.

"What does that mean?" The Doctor asked, anger clear in his blue-grey eyes. "I am a soldier. I was bred to receive orders." It said. "Well you're never going to get any. Not ever." The Doctor spoke. "I demand orders!" It yelled.

"They're never going to come! Your race is dead! You all burnt, all of you. Ten million ships on fire. The entire Dalek race wiped out in one second." I screamed, tears falling down my face, eyes ablaze with anger.

"You lie!" It denied. "We watched it happen. I made it happen." The Doctor sadly remembered. "You destroyed us?" It asked after awhile. "I had no choice." The Doctor uttered.

"And what of the Time Lords?"

"Dead. They burnt with you. The end of the last great Time War. Everyone lost." I sighed.

"And the coward survived. And the science experiment." The Dalek's smug voice made me want to kill it right then and there. "Oh, and I caught your little signal. Help me. Poor little thing. But there's no one else coming 'cause there's no one else left." The Doctor taunted. "I am alone in the universe." It realized.
"Yep." I turned around, not bearing to face the ugly thing. "So are you. We are the same." It tried.
"We're not the same! I'm not-" I started. "No, wait. Maybe we are. You're right. Yeah, okay. You've got a point. 'Cause I know what to do. I know what should happen. I know what you deserve. Exterminate." I pulled a lever on a nearby console and the Dalek lit up in electricity. The Doctor only watched.

"Have pity!" The Dalek screamed in pain. The irony was painful. "You never did!" I yelled.

"Help me!" It cried in pain. A guard came rushing in, grabbing me by the arms as I tried to ramp up the electricity. "No! You've got to destroy it!" I screamed, wanting revenge for all the time I was tested on, tortured, hurt. For every time I wanted to die. The Doctor grabbed my hands and wrapped his arms around me, the guard letting go of me. The Doctor still had a stone look on his face as he lead me out of the cell, only for Van Statten and Simmons to enter. The Doctor sat me on a seat as he rubbed my arms, trying to calm me.

"The last in the universe. And now I know your name. Dalek. Speak to me, Dalek. I am Henry van Statten, now recognise me! Make it talk again, Simmons. Whatever it takes." Van Statten ordered, closing the door to the cell.

"The metal's just battle armour. The real Dalek creature's inside." I sighed, calmed. "What does it look like?" Van Statten asked, as I huddled my self on the seat, the Doctor's leather jacket around my shoulders. My light blue crop top freezing my torso.
"A nightmare. It's a mutation. The Dalek race was genetically engineered. Every single emotion was removed except hate." I muttered to the American man. "Genetically engineered. By whom?" He asked.
"By a genius, Van Statten. By a man who was king of his own little world. You'd like him." I laughed.
"It's been on Earth for over fifty years. Sold at a private auction, moving from one collection to another. Why would it be a threat now?"Goddard asked. "Because we're here. How did it get to Earth? Does anyone know?" The Doctor stood asking around.

"The records say it came from the sky like a meteorite. It fell to Earth on the Ascension Islands. Burnt in its crater for three days before anybody could get near it and all that time it was screaming. It must have gone insane." She said. "It must have fallen through time. The only survivor." I snorted.

"You talked about a war?" Goddard asked us. "The Time War. The final battle between our people and the Dalek race." The Doctor explained.

"But you survived, too." Van Statten said.
"Not by choice." The Doctri answered dimly.
"I was captured and experimented on. Still not sure what they to me, to be honest...." I trailed off.
"This means that the Dalek isn't the only alien on Earth. Doctor, Rebel, there's you two. The only ones of your kind in existence."