The Ice Warrior's Grave

Chapter 14

She opened the door and quickly stepped out, shutting the door behind her. "Don't shoot!" she exclaimed as she heard the guns powering up.

"Who are you?" the Ice Warrior on the right rasped.

"I am the Historian and I have come to request an audience with Lord Aklargad."

"Why should he want to have an audience with you," the one on the left rasped.

"He owes me a favor."

"Lord Aklargad owes no one a favor," the one on the right rasped.

"He does to me. Tell him Sahara Desert. He'll know what I mean."

The two Ice Warriors withdrew a little but kept their guns trained on the Historian. They conferred for minute before the one stepped forward."I am Zod. I will guard you while Skaxal meets with Lord Aklargad to find out the truth of your words. If you are lying you will be executed."

"I'm not lying. You'll see."

Skaxal turned and stomped his way down the stone corridor to find Lord Aklargad. When Skaxal found him he was in his private chambers. He entered the room and Lord Aklargad looked up.

"What are you doing here," he rasped.

"A female Time Lord was found. She seeks an audience with you. She wanted me to tell you Sahara Desert. Do you wish to see her?"

"Yes, bring her to me," Lord Aklargad commanded him.

Meanwhile Zod was still guarding the Historian.

"You know I hope Skaxal comes back soon because this is getting boring and a little awkward now," the Historian commented while leaning against the TARDIS.

Heavy footsteps were soon heard in the corridor coming toward them. Skaxal soon appeared, stomping his way toward them.

"So what did he say?" the Historian asked him.

"He will see you."

"Oh good. See I told you so."

"Follow me,"Skaxal said stomping off.

"Right behind you."

The Historian followed Skaxal with Zod bringing up the rear to Lord Aklargad's chambers. Once the mini procession neared the door Skaxal halted and called through, "I have brought her Lord Aklargad."

"She may enter. You stay out and guard the door, let no one pass."

"Understood."Skaxal opened the door and the Historian stepped through.

"This place hasn't changed a bit since I was here last," the Historian commented looking around. It was a simple stone room with a heavy wooden desk in the middle where Lord Aklargad was sitting.

"No, it has not Historian."

"Ah, so you remember me than."

"You saved my life. I am greatly indebted to you."

"Well I hope you can help me out with a small problem I have concerning a Lord Hodralk."

"Lord Hodralk," Aklargad rasped in anger.

"I take it you know him and not in a good way."

"Yes I know him. I was part of the group that exiled him,"

"Why was he exiled?"

"He murdered innocent unarmed Ice Warriors," Aklargad rasped angrily.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. He's on Earth now and wants a weapon that some humans recently uncovered."

"What weapon?"

"An experimental sonic lance."

"How am I to help you?"

"If you could send a task-force of ten or so Ice Warriors, apprehend him and then ship him off to some prison planet where he can't hurt anybody else that would be greatly appreciated."

"That could be done. What of the weapon?"

"I would keep it in my TARDIS for safe keeping."

"You helped me in my time of need so I will help you," Lord Aklargad responded after some consideration.

"Thank you!"

Lord Aklargad leaned forward and pushed the intercom button on his desk. "I require a task-force of ten of the best warriors to travel to the planet Earth and apprehend Lord Hodralk and his followers." He released the button and leaned back," It will be done. You may leave."

"Thank you again."

"I owed you a debt now it is paid."

"I understand."

"Escort the Historian back to her ship," Lord Aklargad called to Skaxal and Zod.

The Historian left the small office and allowed Skaxal and Zod to escort her back. It didn't take them long to reach the TARDIS. The Historian got her key out and fitted in into the lock. "Good bye, nice meeting you," she said as turned the key and opened the door. She stepped through and closed it behind her.