When Stars Collide, a BH6 x Dr Who crossover

Chapter Thirty One: Confrontation

The elevator settled, the chime sounding as it reached the lower of three floors. Honey held a chem. Ball ready to hurl. Rose wielded the dart gun, her pack slightly open so she could switch out to the reinforced darts if necessary.

Slowly, the doors opened and Fred almost hopped out. Rose grabbed his arm at the last second. And it was a good thing she had.

Several work stations stood a dozen or so yards away from the elevator, with techs concentrating on their work. Honey counted six stations with four workers each. And beyond them was an assembly line, where various parts slowly ran down the conveyor belt.

"I think we've found the main manufacturing area," Honey whispered as they peered around the opening. The doors slid closes and she quickly pushed the stop button, in case anyone tried to call the car to another floor.

Rose nodded. "If we can take this area out, that should put a huge dent in their plans. We just need a distraction."

At that moment, an alarm began to sound. "Intruder alert! Intruder alert!"

It took Rose a moment to realize the sound was coming from a headset on one of the techs they'd take out. She quickly relieved him of the device, plugging the earpiece into her other ear.

"We have a breach on ground level. Repeat. All available units respond."

Honey looked into Rose's eyes. "Looks like we have our distraction."

Fred practically danced up and down as he clapped his hands. "It's tranq time!"

They each quickly put on the small masks Jack had provided, then pressed the button to open the doors. Overhead, a red light flashed, but the workers continued their tasks, albeit looking a bit nervous.

Honey chunked a chem. Ball, sending pastel foam flying. Her next volley was heated by Fred's fire, evaporating the sleeping agent into the air.

A few techs called out in alarm, starting to run in panic. Others went to storm the intruders, but with the second volley of sleeping gas, their movements became sluggish. One by one, they fell to the ground. Rose aided by darting those least effected by the gas.

Honey nodded to the still moving conveyor, motioning for Fred to join her there. She programmed in another formula and threw it at the belt, causing the rubber to warp as the acid ate through it.

Rose waved towards a large machine that reminded Honey of a 3D printer, only much bigger. The chemist smiled behind her mask as she typed in another formula, getting three chem. Balls back this time. She handed them to the Londoner.

Rose bowled the balls into the mechanism while Fred began spouting fire at the remains of the conveyor belt. She pulled the dart gun to bear and expertly fired at the three balls in the machine.

Their skin breeched, the chem. Balls rapidly expanded with industrial grade plastic foam, filling the crevices and gumming up the machine. For good measure, Fred zapped the thing with his upgraded taser tail.

Jerking her head to indicate they should return to the elevator, Rose led the way back through the chaos, the others following close behind her.

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Thomas almost flew into a rage when he heard the alert over the radio. "What is going on!" he yelled as he stomped into the main command center.

All around, techs and other officers manned computers, running scans and sensor sweeps. "Sir, we have a breach on ground level," one tech announced. "No information yet on who, what, or how many.