The Girl Behind The Watch (A Doctor Who Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Four: Remember The Daleks

"Alright, I need you to shine the spotlight directly on it." The Doctor stood below me, the jellyfish thing hooked into the machine that he'd made. I turned on the light, shining it directly on it. "That's good, Catherine! Perfect. That's it. We need to heat you up." I jumped down, and the Doctor put his glasses on, looking over the thing. "This is artificial."  He skimmed his thumb over it.  The announcer for the show started talking. 'Ok, Catherine?"

"Yeah?"

"I need you to take this," He handed me the cyllinder again, "And scan right into there." I pressed the blue part against a cord, pressing the button.  "Yes, excellent. Genetically engineered. Whoever this is, oh, you're clever."

"You think a person made this?" I asked. 

"Not at all. Fundamnetal DNA type four six seven dash nine eight nine. Nine eight nine. Hold on, that means planet of origin...Skaro." I gasped. He looked up at me.

"Skaro! I've heard that name before!" I exclaimed.

"I suspect that you have." I furrowed my eyebrows. "Listen, Catherine...there's something I think you should know about that watch of yours-" I heard a scream and got up, looking over the ledge at the stage. Martha ran off the side of the stays, while the dancers lay in a mess. 

"Doctor, I think Martha's found something. We've got to go."  I ran down the stairs, the Doctor following closely behind me. 

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Talullah and the dancers were talking in the hallway, when the Doctor interjected.

"Where is she? Where's Martha?" 

"I don't know, she ran off the stage." We heard a scream and took of running down the hallway in that direction. We ran through the door to the prop room.

"Martha!" The Doctor ran over to the manhole. I followed, him, almost running into him. The cover was open slightly. The Doctor grabbed his coat, putting it on.

"Where are ya goin'?" Talullah asked.

"They've taken her."

"Who's taken her?" He climbed down into the hole. "Whata ya doin'?" I followed him down, and much like before, he grabbed my waist, helping me to the floor. "I said what the heck are ya doin'?" Talullah started down the ladder.

"No, no, no way, you're not coming."

"Tell me what's going on." She demanded.

"There's nothing you can do, go back!" 

"Look. Whoever's taken Martha, they could've taken Lazlo, couldn't they?" I nodded.

"Yes, it's possible." 

"Talullah, you're not safe down here."

"Then that's my problem." I nodded.

"Sounds eerily familiar." I said, looking at the Doctor.

"That's differnet-"

"No, it's not. Let the girl take her own risks, Doctor."

"Come on," She stated, "Which way?" She took off down the tunnel to our left. He sighed, starting straight ahead.

"This way." I fell into step beside him.

"Before...in the lighting booth...you were going to tell me something...something about this." I took the pocket watch out of my pocket, holding it up to him. He glanced at it. "This watch, it isn't just a normal watch, is it?"

" Afraid not." I ran my thumb over the engraving.

"When you showed up, back at camp...it talked," I told him. "Well, not talked so much as whispered...it whispered your name." 

"Yes."

"And then you calm, waltzing in with your technology and talk of other planets, and pig men, and...it should astonish me. But it doesn't. It doesn't surprise me, almost as if...subconsciously, I already know it all. What is this watch, Doctor?" He glanced at it again, then met my eyes.

"It's you." I furrowed my eyebrows. "You aren't human, Catherine. Well, you are. Well, this version of you is."

"W...what?" I asked.

"This doesn't make sense to you now. But it will. Because one, day, just like that watch told you my name, it's going to tell you to open it. When it does, do as it says, even if it scares you. Once you do, all of this will make sense. Trust me." I nodded.

"Ok." I nodded, before reaching down and grabbing the Doctor's hand, intertwining our fingers.  We ducked under a grate. 

"When you say they've taken her, who's  they exactly? And who are you two anyway? I never asked." Tallulah said.

"Shh."

"Ok, ok."

"Shhhh!" The Doctor urged, peering around the corner. A shadow came around, and a metal creature came around the corner. Once I saw it, images started to fill my head of these creatures, and explosions, and death.

"I mean, you're handsome and all but-" The Doctor put a hand over her mouth, pulling her away from the corner. I pressed my back against the wall, touching a hand to my face. I was crying. I hadn't even realized it. A name popped into my head.

"Daleks." I whispered. The Doctor dragged Tallulah and I into a nook in the wall, his hand still over her mouth, and his other arm around my waist. The Dalek passed us and I looked at the Doctor. He noticed the tears. 

"You remember." He realized. I nodded. "You remember the Daleks." Tallulah pulled his hand off of her mouth. The Doctor stepped out of the hole. "They survived...they always survive when I lose everything."

"What am I remembering Doctor?" I asked. "Fire, Daleks, people dying, what am I seeing?"

"The Time war." He replied.

"That metal thing? What was it?" Tallulah asked.

"It's called a Dalek. And it's not just metal, it's alive."

"You're kidding me."

"Does it look like I'm kidding?!" He asked. "Inside that shell is a creature born to hate, whose only thought is to destroy everything and everyone that isn't a Dalek too. It won't stop until it's killed every human being alive." His voice was angry, and upon looking at him, I was his brown eyes had darkened to an almost black color. I grabbed his hand again. 

"But, if that's not a human being, that kind of implies that, it's from outer space." Tallulah pointed out. The doctor shot her a hard glance. "Yet again, that's a no with the kidding.  Boy. Well what's it doin' here? In New York?" The Doctor grabbed Tallulah's arm, pulling her behind him in the direction we came.

"Every second you're down here, you're in danger, I'm taking you back right now!" We turned the corner, but ran into a pig man. Tallulah screamed.