❯ uneasy lies the head that wears the crown.
– henry iv part two, William Shakespeare
[FARREN]
After Farren had broken them out, they rushed out onto the chaos infested Factory Complex braving the war zone with sprinting gaits.
"I don't know where it is. I don't know where they've gone." The Doctor admitted, looking around but nothing was clear, everything overlapped. The snow fell faster than it had before, riling up a storm as it fell through the air in wind-guided swirls and bullets sliced through the cold noise persistently.
"What are we looking for?" Donna breathed, trying to ignore the Ood's and human dead on the floor and running around killing each other- it was a ghastly sight.
"It might be underground-" The Doctor started.
"Like some sort of cave or-or a cavern! Yeah?" Farren squinted through the riot to search for anything of that description.
"Yes, exactly," He confirmed and tried to lead to the two down a safer path- one they could go by unnoticed. They ran- much like they had been for a large part of the day and before Donna could input anything, they bounced off the ground at the force of an explosion.
The Doctor pulled Farren under his arms- instinctively as all three of them tumbled onto the ground. The young girl rolled to the side, momentarily winded and the Doctor looked to Donna "All right?"
She nodded.
"Erm, Doctor," Farren exhaled in some sort of wondrous fear, hand pointing over at the dispersing smoke. It cleared furiously quick to expose the only Ood whose eyes weren't tainted, Halpen's right hand- Sigma.
The Ood tilted his head at the travellers knowingly.
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Sigma led them to Warehouse Fifteen, allowing them to rush down the stairs first.
"The Ood Brain," The Doctor muttered once he'd caught sight of the large brain pulsated steadily. He, Donna and Farren leaned slightly over the catwalk- an electric blue circle jolted with static-noise around it. "Now it all makes sense, that's the missing link, the third element binding them together." He turned to his companions "Forebrain, hind brain and this- the telepathic centre. It's a shared mind."
"Connecting all the Ood in song." Farren finished, a light frown playing on her features on sight of the devices stuck to the catwalk.
The pulled away from the railing at the sound of a click and from a shadowy frame behind them, Halpen stood brandishing a gun. Blue glows sharpened his twisted features as he quirked them in a sickening smile.
"Cargo. I can always go into cargo. I've got the rockets, I've got the sheds," He began, walking towards them with Ryder at his tail "-Smaller business. Much more manageable, without livestock."
Farren, as ominously as a teenager could, took her position in front of her friends. "He's mined the area, hasn't he?"
"And he won't think twice." Ryder warned, a rippled of coloured light exposing the set of his own face as he spoke.
"You're going to kill it?" Donna concluded, a saddened tone alongside her outrage. She couldn't imagine how someone could be so coldly inhumane.
"They found that . . . thing, centuries ago beneath the Northern Glacier."
"Those pylons . . ." Farren muttered, staring down at the brain, oozing with life.
"In a circle. The circle must be broken." Donna finished- being right was usually a triumph in her books, but being right about that in particular, in that moment, felt like the biggest loss.
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Fanfiction"Are you always going to be running around saving my life?" He grinned at the young girl. "Pretty much, and one day, maybe I'll let you save mine." The blonde smirked and the two rushed through the destruction. .. Farren, when she ran from t...
