"Clara, Seer, get out of there. Get out!" the Doctor shouts, he goes to run out of the room but the Captain puts a gun to the Doctor's head "now, I've never seen one do this before. Actually, I've never seen one out of its armour before" the Captain lowers his gun.
"Won't it be more vulnerable out of its shell?" the Professor asks.
"No, it will be more dangerous" he runs out "Clara? Seer?" Clara and I run to the door and start to open it. Then something whooshes past us and down the passageway.
"Clara! Clara! Seer! 2!" the door opens and I drag Clara out.
"I'm ok. Ha, ha! I'm okay. I'm okay! Where did he go?" Clara asks the Professor picks up an irregular pattern of beeps on his earphones "how did I do? Was I ok?"
"This wasn't a test, Clara" I say.
"I know, but..."
"You were great, yeah" I nod.
"Really?" Clara asks.
"Really," the Doctor says.
"Doctor? Seer? The signal. It's stopped" the Professor says.
"Skaldak got no answer from his Martian brothers. Now he's given up hope" I say.
"Hope of what?"
"Being rescued. He thinks he's been abandoned. He's got nothing left to lose" the Doctor says.
*Time skip*
"But what can he do, stuck down here like the rest of us? How bad can it be?" the Captain asks, as he, the Doctor, Clara and I walk down a hall.
"This sub's stuffed with nuclear missiles, Zhukov. It's fat with them. What do you think Skaldak's going to do when he finds that out? How bad can it be? How bad can it be? It couldn't be any worse" the Doctor says, some tumbling rocks hit the submarine and water pours through a hatch. It gets closed quickly "ok. Spoke too soon" we all soon walk into the control room.
"Comrades, you know our situation. The reactor is drowned. We are totally reliant on battery power and our air is running out. Rescue is unlikely, but we still have a mission to fulfil. If the Doctor and the Seer are right, then we are all that stands between this creature and the destruction of the world. Control of one missile is all he needs. We are expendable, comrades. Our world is not. I know I can rely on every one of you to do his duty without fail. That is all" Zhukov says.
"Even if a missile did get launched, that wouldn't be it, would it?" Clara asks.
"It?" I ask.
"End of the world. Game over. I mean, what if they fired one by accident. What would happen then?" Clara asks.
"We told you, Clara. Earth is like a storm waiting to break, right now. Both sides baring their teeth, talking up war. It would only take one tiny spark" the Doctor says.
"Yeah, but the world didn't end in 1983, did it, or I wouldn't be here."
"New. History's in flux. It can be changed. Re-written" I say, the crew are all armed with rifles.
"How many of us are left?" the Doctor asks.
"Twelve. And we can't find Stepashin" Zhukov says.
"We split up and comb this sub. One team stays here to guard the bridge" I say.
"That's it? That's the plan?" Zhukov says.
"Well, it's either that or we stay here and wait for him to kill us" I reply.
"Ok."
"Is it true you've never seen one outside of its shell suit?" Clara asks.
"Shell suit? Clara! For an Ice Warrior to leave its armour is the gravest dishonour. Skaldak is desperate. He is deadly and we have got to find him" the Doctor says.
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The Oncoming Storm ²
Fanfiction(UNDER EDITING) What happens when the Doctor's wife travels with him through time and space. Seer: a person who is supposed to be able, through supernatural insight, to see what the future holds. Oc reader
