The Timepony's Journal

Chapter 5 -Skaro

Out of breath, Susan rushed into the cell her friends and grandfather father were contained in. Trailing not far behind her was one of those things, called Daleks according to Susan. She'd met someone out there, but she wasn't sure how much she could say. Everyone was relieved after receiving the anti radiation treatments they required and began to regain their wits. She'd also received from the mysterious stranger a vinyl cloak to protect her from the now harsher climate outdoors.

A Dalek entered in again, requesting for Susan. It was worrisome considering they had no need for her except when she retrieved the medication. She was asked to write a note of truce to their enemies the Thals. She followed their orders seeing as there was no other choice than paralyzation. But the most alarming question was how had they known she'd had any interaction with beings other than ones similar to themselves?

There was a feeling that someone or something was watching them in the air. Spark spotted a camera wedged in the corner without looking directly at it. It was merely in the corner of his eye. It was best not to do anything until Susan returned. She was rather shaken up when she did though, a pool of deep fear and regret in her eyes.

Soon afterward he pulled the camera out of its corner as quick as he could. It would certainly buy them some vital time to plan out the path ahead.

"Susan, what's the matter? You seem rather frightened about something." Blue asked as she rested a comforting hoof on her shoulder.

"The note, i-it was a trap. The ponies they called Thals, they're going to use my note against them. They'll be lured into a false sense of security and it's all my fault..."

Blue gave her a comforting hug as she nearly started crying into her shoulder. There was a time for tears but now was likely not the time. The Doctor put a hoof to his lip in contemplation, trying to remember anything about the Daleks that could be used against them.

"Did you ever notice how the Daleks got around?"

"They just floated around, right? It feels like there's something I'm missing though." Spark responded back.

"Has you noticed that there was a distinct smell in the air whenever they moved?"

"Yeah, what is it? It's something I don't recognize."

"Static electricity. All the floors, ramps, elevator floors, they're all made out of a conductive metal. This city may be advanced but it's likely that they've been isolated with limited means of movement. Hopefully these are the only ones left."

"That's a disturbing thought. Still, how do we block off this static stuff if it's giving them mobility?"

The Doctor paused again and looked over Spark's shoulder. The translucent vinyl cloak was laying on the ground, the light reflecting off of the hexagonal latticework decorating the material. He picked it up and observed it.

"We'll use this. It'll block the flow of electrical power and render one of them useless. It might not be able to take out a large amount of them but it will be able to take out the guard."

"It sounds like a good idea, but how'll we get it onto the tarp?"

Susan scraped bit off mud off of her hind legs and began to mix it with the water that they were provided with to drink. The amount of mud grew as the water became a muddy brown.

"I believe I may have an idea" she beamed with a large clump of mud in her hooves.

It wasn't long before one of the drone Daleks came to check up on them and likely fix the broken camera. Every pony acted normally until Susan came from behind and slammed the mud into it's eye sensors. The machine cried out in panic with its' monotone voice, thrashing and spinning around until it was pushed onto the tarp. It's cries dropped in octaves as it lost power and finally shut down. A brief moment of victory washed over the group.

"What do we do know? I can't run away with pins and needles still in my legs now, can I?" Spark complained.

Considering the options, there was really only one good option. It wasn't like the Dalek would be going anywhere anytime soon. After all, they couldn't just let its' casing go to waste now could they?

"Say, do you think you could fit inside of this thing?" Susan said as she brushed the rim of the lid.

"Oh no, there's no way I'm getting in there!"

Long story short, he could fit and he was very unamused about the fact. Spark was never going to live this down if he survived to not tell the tale.

"Not only is this not the way I expected to go, but if we really do die I'm never going to let you hear the end of this."

The group merely laughed and ignored his sarcastic disdain. They were pushing him along since it wouldn't be worth the risk to have him try to use the controls himself. Their go to excuse was that they were being transferred to another section until reaching an elevator.

"I will contact my superior to confirm"

The Dalek guarding the elevator turned to the control panel to initiate the intercom. The seconds to their doom were ticking down slowly. Susan suddenly got a bright idea and tried to escape. This got their attention and the Doctor quickly helped Blue maneuver Spark to make it seem like he'd captured her again.

"Assist me with the prisoners, none of them shall escape again." Spark declared in his best Dalek impression.

They all entered the lift cautiously as the guard sanctioned for it to work. Once the doors closed and the interior began to rise the Doctor immediate disconnected the door control temporarily just in case. They may have avoided the fire but none of them were out of the oven yet. When trying to get Spark out of the casing the lid was stuck on, magnetically bolted shut. The elevator reached it's destination about when the connection began to loosen slightly from their efforts.

The elevator stopped an inch short of it's intended stopping point likely due to the discovery of their deception. Luckily the gap wasn't too high up for more than a slight incline but this also meant that the casing Spark was in couldn't properly exit. Once they were all out they immediately combined their efforts to pull Spark out or get the lid unstuck. Even though it seems like the situation couldn't possibly get worse the lift began to descend again as it was recalled.

Spark was still struggling to get out, attacking with brute force now that his limbs could finally function. Everyone was panicking above while the ambush laid below. Floor three, a buck to the lid,. Floor two, the Daleks were waiting. Ground floor, the codes were secured to unlock the door and reveal what was left inside.