Chapter 9 - The Next Battle

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Twilight sipped a cup of coffee, contemplating on what to do. Radiance was still in the guest room, now sound asleep. The book laid by her side on the coffee table, still in the same place as before. It had barely been touched over the past few days. It caused Radiance so much torment only in the span of a moment. She picked it up in her magic, carefully observing it.

It was just an ordinary book, nothing more and nothing less. It was the contents that continued to trouble her. The page she left off on was marked by a small red bookmark sticking out of the top. Last time the Daleks were holding him and his companions prisoner, and they'd just barely escaped. Spark was stuck in a Dalek casing as the elevator lowered towards the enemy.

She probably should continue now. After all, now seemed to be a better time than ever—finally, not much to worry about and hopefully nopony to disturb her reading.

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Spark clasped to the edge of the elevator exit, the real elevator slowly continuing its descent below him. The red of them let out a sigh of relief before helping him up.

"Oh my colt, that was a close one, Hmm?" chuckled the Doctor.

"It's not over yet, the elevator's rising!" said Spark as he rushed to the door.

He rapidly looked around for any ideas, everypony in as much as an alarm as he was. There was a computer terminal next to the elevator, large and heavy.

"Quick, help me shove this down the elevator shaft!"

With a hefty amount of effort, they all began to push the terminal, making a rough grinding noise as friction tried to resist. With one last shove, the bulk toppled down the shaft like a targeted missile. The elevator crumbled under the force and crashed to the lowest level. Everypony cheered at their victory, but they weren't out yet.

"Look, there's a window. You think you can see how to get out?" asked Berry.

"It seems we're at the top of one of those buildings. A spire in the sky overlooking everything." the Doctor mused.

"What's that down there? I can't see clearly."

Suddenly everypony was crowding around the window to get a good look. The skyline was a magnificent array of silver metallic spires connected by hundreds upon thousands of bridges. A city that may have once been constructed for beauty was now decrepit and occupied by the seemingly malicious Daleks.

"Another Dalek most likely." Spark replied.

"No, it looks like another pony."

"The Thals! They must be the other race the Daleks warned us about." Susan gasped.

"If they're the less mutated, then what must the Daleks be like inside their metal casings?" pondered the Doctor.

"What if the Thals are peaceful? It could be an ambush."

"They are, one of them gave me the cloak that helped us as well as the extra anti-radiation drugs."

"Well, there's no time to waste, c'mon help me prop this door open."

Spark then proceeded to clasp at the sliding door attempting to wedge it open. With a little more joint effort, the door roughly slid open, and they all rushed inside, down one silver corridor to the next. It was a risk to help them, sacrificing themselves to possibly prevent a massacre. Finally, they were at the last junction, where the exit to the outside laid, and the Thals began to enter.

"Now that we're here, I believe that it's time to split the party. You three get to the ship while I go and warn the Thals," said Spark.

"No we can't, we all have to stay together." Susan cried.

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