A Life Less Extraordinary (Chapter 2)

Chapter 2 (Zero Point)

“Okay, you need to tell me exactly who you are,” said India, moving a little closer to Holly. “Did the Master send you or didn’t he?”

“No,” said Holly, looking frustrated as she concentrated on the readings on the console. She wasn’t sure how long it was going to take, but she knew that she was up against it. “Far from it in fact.”

“What’s that meant to mean?” asked India.

Holly turned to look at her. “How about you tell me how you met the Doctor.”

“I asked the question first.”

“Please,” said Holly, “tell me how you met the Doctor and I’ll tell you everything. I promise you I’m not a threat at all.”

India sighed and then relaxed a little. “I met him in a town called Huxley the other year.”

“You’re American though.”

“I’m an exchange student,” said India. “I was cutting home through the cemetery when the dead started to crawl out of the graves. The Doctor and Lilly were there and rescued me.”

“Interesting,” said Holly, thinking about to her time meeting the Doctor and Lilly. She had seen them in the cemetery at the time of her granddads funeral and then later met the Doctor one night when she and Roxy were out and about. “So the dead still came back to life?”

“What do you mean by ‘still’?” asked India. “They were all over the place. It took the Doctor a few days to work out how to keep them under control.”

“With Richard Hicks?”

“Yeah,” said India. “How do you know this?”

“I promise I’ll explain. What happened next?”

“I was injured by one of the dead people and when I woke up I was recovering in the TARDIS.”

“And then?”

“Really? Come on, give me a little bit of info here. This is all too one-sided for my liking.”

“This is important, India.”

India sighed. “We then went to this jungle planet and fought these cybernetic aliens called Cybermen. Then myself and Lilly got locked up in prison. Shall I go on?”

“No,” said Holly, looking sad, “it’s fine.”

“Now how about you give me a little bit of info?”

Holly nodded. “Fair enough.” She leant against the console and looked at India. “You may find this hard to believe?”

“Try me.”

“Everything that you’ve experienced with the Doctor and Lilly I experienced, albeit in a slightly altered way. It looks like you’ve all come off worse.”

“What? That doesn’t even make sense.”

“I met the Doctor in Huxley a few weeks after my grandfather’s funeral. We fought the dead, the Cybermen, ended up in prison, lived on an estate in the 90’s. The full works. Everything you’ve experienced.”

“How is that possible?”

“Because the Master has done something to the timelines. My experiences were the original experiences, and then the Master went back and changed something meaning that I never met the Doctor allowing you to be free to meet him instead.”

“What? That’s some crazy crap there!” said India.

Holly was about to continue when the escape pod began its landing sequence. Holly turned to the console and monitored the landing. When the pod fully materialised with a loud thump she checked the readings.

“Where are we?” asked India.

“Something called the Zero Point. Has the Doctor ever mentioned it to you?”

“No,” said India. “Should he have?”

“I don’t really know,” said Holly, “but apparently it’s something that can help put this right.”

“And what happens to me when you put things right? That’s assuming I believe the crap you’ve just told me.”

“Honesty? I don’t know,” she flicked on the scanner, “but your world seems pretty nightmarish from what I’ve seen. The Master, yeah?”

India looked away from Holly. She didn’t want to talk about it.

Regardless the two girls were distracted by the image on the scanner. Instead of showing where they were it instead showed static and a flickering flashes of white.

“Could it be damaged?” asked India.

“I don’t know,” said Holly. She checked the readings on the console. “If it is then it’s the entire escape pod. We’re not getting any readings whatsoever.”

“Maybe we should just turn back.”

“I can’t,” said Holly. She looked back at the scanner. “We need to take a look out there.”



The escape pod had landed in an extremely long, but narrow black corridor. The walls were comprised of polished, black, marble bricks. The ceiling had spotlights shining down at regular intervals and the floor was made up of marble flagstones.

Holly and India exited the escape pod and turned back to look at it. The escape pod had the same properties as the TARDIS and should have blended in to its surroundings, but this hadn’t happened. Instead of looking like the rock it had done when it left, it instead resembled the solid metal box of its base form.

“Let’s hope the escape pod isn’t damaged,” said India, “I don’t fancy getting stuck here.”

Holly touched the walls. “It’s cold.”

“And what’s that sound?” asked India.

Holly listened carefully. There seemed to be some kind of low-pitched rumbling coming from down the corridor.

“Which way do we go?” asked India.

The corridor stretched off both ways. Holly scratched her head. “Let’s just head forward, shall we?”

India nodded as the two of them made their way slowly down the corridor. The further they got the faster they began to walk, becoming a little more comfortable with their surroundings.

“So the Master hasn’t caused you any problems in your timeline?” asked India.

“So you’re starting to believe me?” asked Holly, with a smile.

“Look I’m not stupid. I’ve travelled with the Doctor and Lilly for months now. I know what time travel can do. I just never expected...this.”

“It must be hard to accept.”

“What, that my entire timeline from the moment I met the Doctor was any created because you didn’t meet him? Yeah, that’s pretty hard to accept.”

Holly raised her eyebrows. She seemed like a nice enough person, but she had to excuse India’s frustrations. This was a difficult situation for her to get her head around. “Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, we’ve had problems with the Master. Hence why I’m here now.” Holly frowned. “Can I ask you a question about your Lilly?”

“Go ahead; it doesn’t look like this corridor is going anywhere.”

“She seemed very lost back there.”

“And she isn’t in your timeline?”

Holly considered how much she should actually tell India. “When I met Lilly she was lost. The more we travelled the more I got to know her and the closer we got. The closer she got the better she got until she was ready to reunite with her father and give him a chance. She temporarily left us and we were on our way to visit her when the Master did this.”

India shook her head. “Sounds like you had a better time than we did. I tried to be friends with her, but she wasn’t interested. She always went on about Caleb and just got worse as time went on. The Doctor kept trying to help her, but it wasn’t working. She killed people as well. But he kept giving her more and more chances.”

“Why did you stay with them then?”

“Because I thought I could save the Doctor from her.” India shook her head again. “Lilly wanted to let go and go to the Master. The Doctor wasn’t willing to let go. The Master just kept coming time and time again.”

“So it was all me,” said Holly, trying to wrap her head around it.

“You must have had a big impact on her life for her to change that much.”

Holly didn’t know how to feel. She always wanted Lilly to find her own path. She knew she’d gone some way towards helping her to heal, but she hoped that she had also done it on her own steam. She felt quite concerned that the weight of Lilly was hanging on her shoulders.

“Wait!” said India, holding out her arm to stop Holly.

Holly nearly stumbled over but managed to stop herself. She looked down. A set of polished, black stairs led down through a gap in the floor. She had been so caught up in her thoughts she hadn’t even spotted them.

“Do we go down? asked India.

“We’d have to take a run and jump to get over to the other side of the corridor,” said Holly. “So I guess we have no choice.”

There was a flash from back the way they had come. Both girls turned to face the sound. Slowly, one-by-one the lights were starting to flash out. The rumbling wind was getting louder and louder.

“Go!” said Holly.

The wind instead started turning into a screech, echoing all around them.

“RUN!” shouted Holly.

The two girls ran as fast they possibly could down the stair case. Holly looked up as the last light above them shattered. The screaming was getting louder and louder. She turned her focus back to India and the stairs as they ran as fast as they could. She daren’t look back, but she had the feeling that something was right behind her. She could feel something gently breathing on the back of her neck.

“There’s a door!” said India.

Holly could just make out a wooden door at the bottom of the staircase. She prayed that it was unlocked as India ran head-on into the door.

Holly felt the tips of finger nails grasp at her neck as India barrelled through the door, streaming the staircase in bright light from the other side. Holly closed her eyes and followed her through. She tripped over something and fell forehead, hearing the door being slammed shut behind her, blocking out the screams from whatever was following them.

Holly opened her eyes to see India on her hands and knees, trying to catch her breath.

“What the hell was that?” asked India.

“Did you get a look at it?” asked Holly, looking around her. They were in a stone anti-chamber with candles burning on the walls.

“No, I daren’t turn and look at it,” said India.

Another door at the end of the corridor opened and Holly and India tensed. From the other side came a bald-headed man with a short-trimmed grey beard. He wore a set of striped blue and white pyjamas and wore a red dressing gown over them. He was holding a lantern and smiled when he saw the girls.

“Who are you?” asked India.

“Ah, hello,” he said. He was British and had a kind smile. “Welcome to the Zero Point.” He helped the girls to their feet and shook both of their hands. “You must be Holly Dangerfield and you must be India Macleod, yes?”

“That’s right,” said Holly. “But who are you?”

“I’m the Keeper of Zero Point.”

“Don’t you have a name?” asked India.



He tapped his nose and smiled. “You can just call me the Keeper.”

To be continued...

A Life Less Extraordinary (Chapter 1)

Chapter 1 (The Three Strangers)

Holly felt a searing pain across her forehead and fell to her knees. She balled up her fists and screwed her eyes shut tightly.

“What’s happening?” asked Lilly, sitting up and trying to clamber out of the time suit.

“The time line is about to change,” said the Doctor. “We’ve got mere minutes.” He ran towards a large, oak chest in the corner of the console room and opened up the heavy lid. He scrambled around inside, looking for something.

“The pain...” said Holly.

Lilly, unsteadily, scrambled on her hands and knees over to Holly and put her arms around her, trying to look into her eyes. “You’ll be fine. The Doctor will help you, Dangerfield.”

“I know, I know,” said Holly. She looked up at Lilly, tears in her eyes. “I’ve only just got you back.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” said Lilly, smiling at her.

“Shift,” said the Doctor, bustling Lilly out of the way. He grabbed Holly’s wrist and held up a black wrist strap to her face.

“Is that a Fitbit?” asked Holly, frowning at the bracelet.

“It’s a tether.”

“I beg your pardon?” asked Holly.

“Just put it on,” he said, slipping the device over her wrist and then stepping back. “We are in a very dangerous situation here.”

“What’s happening, Doctor?” asked Lilly. “Is she going to be okay?”

“Not exactly,” said the Doctor. “We have very little time before the effects of the timeline’s changes catches up with us.”

“Changes? What changes? I’m still here!” said Holly through the tears of pain.

“The Master must have done something and that has caused the timelines to shift and change. How, we don’t know, but this bracelet will keep you tethered to any possible altered timelines.”

“But I’m still here!” she said again.

“But you won’t be soon. Soon time will change around you and we may not even remember you. If you don’t wear this then the Holly you are now will cease to be, snapping into the new reality.”

“How do we know he’s changed the timeline?” asked Lilly. “He just said he was going to make sure I stayed with him.”

“I can feel the changes, Lilly. I can feel the changes in time coursing through my very body.” The Doctor closed his eyes and then shook his head quickly.

“This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening.”

“What can we do, Doctor?” asked Lilly, edging closer to Holly again and taking her hands.

“Nothing I’m afraid,” said the Doctor.

“You have to be joking?”

“I really wish I were, Lilly.” The Doctor looked directly into Holly’s eyes and took her head by his hands. “Listen to me, Miss Dangerfield, you’re going on a very strange and scary journey. You need to stay focused.”

Holly nodded at him.

“Activate the tether,” said the Doctor.

Holly pressed the small button on the top of the bracelet. Underneath the strap tiny little needles shot out and dug into her wrist. She screamed in pain.

“Doctor!” shouted Lilly.

“She’ll be fine,” said the Doctor. “The tether is now protecting you. You cannot take it off, remember that? The effects of taking it off will be more devastating than anything you can imagine. You are now a ticking time bomb. Literally.”

“Fantastic,” said Holly, wondering how much more pain she could take.

“Now when the timelines change we may not remember you. I may be distrustful of you. Don’t wait to reason with me. This timeline is going to be fake and you need to put it right sooner rather than later.”

“But if it’s an alternate world - ”

“It’s not an alternate world. It’s our timeline changed. Remember that. Once it shifts and changes you have to get to the escape pods three levels down. Just get in one and place your hands on the console. The escape pod will take you to where you need to be.”

“Which is where?” asked Lilly, grabbing Holly’s hands even tighter.

“Zero Point.”

“What the hell’s Zero Point?” asked Holly.

“A place that exists in the centre of reality. It’s not fixed to any time at all. It’s a dangerous place – a dark place. But in the centre is someone who can help you.”

“Who?”

The room shuddered and shimmered. The Doctor looked around the console room. “There’s no time. Stand back, Lilly.”

“But - ”

“Stand back!” shouted the Doctor, dragging Lilly away from her friend.

“Don’t leave me,” said Holly through her tears.

“You’ll be fine, Dangerfield,” said Lilly, getting to her feet unsteadily. “You’re the strongest person I know. You’ll put this right.”

“And what if I don’t?” she asked as the room began to glow white.

“Then I’ll find you. Somehow I’ll find you.”

“I’m sorry,” whispered the Doctor, barely audible. “To both of you.”

The room flared bright white again and Holly got to her feet, clutching at the bracelet on her wrist – the only thing that may save her. She stared right at Lilly. She didn’t even notice the Doctor.

“I love you,” was all she could manage.

“Love you too, Danger - ”

The room flared bright white again and Holly shielded her eyes. There was a large crack of what sounded like thunder and Holly felt the room vibrate. Then there was a final jolt and Holly fell to the floor. The sound of silence was replaced by the familiar humming of the TARDIS console room. Holly dared to open her eyes. It was dark, but she could make out three people stood around the console.

“Hello,” she said, getting to her feet and checking the bracelet was undamaged.

The three people turned from the console and moved into the light so she could see them. One was the Doctor, his beard full-length and his hair longer, tied back into a ponytail. He had a scar on the right side of his face, but still wore the same suit.

The second person was Lilly, her blonde hair had been cut short and her face was grubby and dirty. In fact the entire console room looked unclean.

The third person was a petite red-head in her early twenties. She had bright green eyes and looked like she used to smile a lot but hadn’t for a long time.

“Who are you?” asked the girl – she had an American accent.

“She just appeared from nowhere,” said Lilly. “He sent you, didn’t he? My father?”

“No,” said Holly, shaking her head at them. “No, he didn’t.”

“It’s a classic Master move,” said the Doctor, looking at her with disdain, “send in what looks like a perfectly innocent girl to infiltrate us.”

“I’m not here to hurt any of you,” said Holly. “You have to believe me.”

“He’s been attacking us for months now,” said the girl. “You can go back and tell him to give in. He’s not taking Lilly.”

“Taking her?” said Holly, looking back at Lilly.

Lilly laughed wryly. “India, sweetheart, you know you can’t stop my father. He will keep coming for me and coming for me. And you, my dear Doctor, will never change me.” She folded her hands and narrowed her eyes at the frustrated Doctor.

“You did change though, Lilly,” said Holly. “We both changed.”

“Never met you before in my life,” said Lilly.

“I will not fail you, Lilly,” said the Doctor. “I promise you.”

“You already have,” said Lilly. “He’ll get me eventually and then maybe he’ll let you both live.”

Holly wasn’t exactly sure what was going on here, but she suspected that whatever change had happened to the timeline had caused Lilly to spiral out of control – was this just a natural progression for her? She killed Caleb after all. Was this normal?

Regardless, she remembered what her Doctor had told her. He knew something wouldn’t be right. He told her not to try and reason with his replacement. He looked like her Doctor, but it wasn’t her Doctor. The only one she had faith in right now was the one that no longer existed. And Lilly. Her Lilly. She had to follow his instructions and get to Zero Point.

She waited until the three strangers were deep into their squabbling before she turned and bolted towards the door into the interior.

“She’s running!” shouted the American girl, India.

“After her,” shouted the Doctor. “We can’t let one of the Master’s agents lose in the TARDIS.”

Holly made her way down corridors of varying shapes and sizes, descended spiral staircases and went through numerous revolving doors before finally reaching a rocky cavern with a soft-green-sandy beach.

Against the wall were four, large rocks. The escape pod room had changed since she had seen it last – or maybe it was just the changes to the timeline – but the rocks looked roughly big enough to be the pods.

She could hear the Doctor, Lilly and India getting closer. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and entered the nearest pod.

Inside was a basic set-up. A round, mini-control room with a circular console sat in the middle, the glass time rotor rising high up to the ceiling. There weren’t any interior doors, but there was a bed against one of the curved walls.

She shut the doors and then put her hand on the console, closing her eyes.

“Take me to Zero Point,” said Holly.

The pod was about to depart when the door burst open and the redhead burst in. “She’s in here, Doctor!” she shouted.

But it was too late for the other two. The pod dematerialised, the doors closed, trapping India inside, and the journey to Zero Point began.

“Take me back,” said India.

“I can’t,” said Holly. “I have to put this right. I have to fix time.”

To be continued...

Story 15: A Life Less Extraordinary

“I have to put this right. I have to fix time.”


Holly Dangerfield is dead. Killed by the Master on the day of her grandfathers funeral. Killed before she even met the Doctor or Lilly Galloway.

Except Holly Dangerfield isn't dead. She's still alive. Sort of.

Holly finds herself in a new timeline created from her death in the past with just one instruction from the Doctor before he disappeared - to go to Zero Point.



Fleeing the TARDIS, Holly and her reluctant passenger, India, find themselves travelling to the Zero Point, chased down by the Nightmare and ending up right where time went wrong.

Can Holly put time right before the planet comes to an end? And who is the mysterious Keeper?



This is the fifteenth in a series of adventures starring James McAvoy as the New Doctor, Felicity Jones as Holly Dangerfield and Evanna Lynch as Lilly Galloway.

Dr. Who and the Men in the Moon (Epilogue)

Epilogue

“Feel sick?” asked the Doctor.

“No, actually,” said Holly, as she kept a firm grip on the side of the console. “Did we make it in one piece?”

“Yep,” said the Doctor, checking the readings. “We just had to follow our course back. A couple of wires re-jigged and we’re back. Simples.”

“Don’t say ‘simples’” said Holly.

“Sorry,” said the Doctor, “but I tell you what – whatever hit us in the vortex and knocked us off course is still out there.”

“What was it?”

“Shall we take a look?” He switched on the scanner. A person clad in some sort of armour floated silently in the swirling vortex.

“It’s a person,” said Holly.

“In some sort of experimental time suit.” The Doctor nodded, remembering something. “The Time Lords were developing them during the Time War. They were supposed to replace TARDISis. Instantaneous travel without the use of a craft, combined with built-in armour.”

“What happened to them?” asked Holly.

“They didn’t work. Always went wrong. They never found their targets and usually ended up killing their occupants.”

“Damn,” said Holly.

“We better bring this poor unfortunate fellow aboard.”

A few minutes later the TARDIS doors were open and the Doctor had managed to lasso the person with a length of rope and was pulling it onboard. He dragged the body up the slope and then closed the doors.

“We’re moving again,” said Holly.

“Let’s get the helmet off and take a look,” said the Doctor.

He felt around for the catch on the helmet and with a satisfying hiss the helmet came free. Holly and the Doctor both gasped in unison as the helmet was pulled away.

“It’s Lilly!” said Holly as the blonde girl’s eyes flickered open and she groggily looked up at the pair of them.

“She found us instead,” said the Doctor.

“Hol..Holly...” murmured Lilly, focusing on the dark-haired girl. “Oh, god, have I missed you Dangerfield....kiss me.”

“All in good time,” said the Doctor. “What are you doing out here, Lilly?”

Lilly frowned and then her eyes widened as though she had suddenly remembered something horrible. “I had to come and find you...I had to...get back to you.”

“What is it?” asked Holly, trying to brush her hair out of her face.

“It’s my father...”

“What’s the Master done now?” asked the Doctor.

“He...he just deteriorated. He ....kept me prisoner.” She tried to sit up but couldn’t, instead falling back down. “I...I tried to track you down. He...he says it’s all Holly’s fault for the way I am...I’m not...I’m not the daughter I should have been.”

“You can’t believe that,” said Holly.

“I don’t...you are the best bloody thing to happen to me in ever...” She closed her eyes, fighting back the headache, “but he said he had a plan to make sure I was always with him. I’m...I’m worried, Dangerfield.”



Huxley, the first day Holly saw Lilly

By the time they had left the house for the crematorium, the rain had eased off. A large, angry, grey cloud still loomed ominously in the sky, but Holly was thankful that it was getting dry now.

The procession of cars wound their way down the tree-lined road that led past nice-looking detached houses, a school and an allotment, before finally coming to a stop at the gates to the cemetery, the tall trees looming over them and swaying wildly in the wind.

Holly exited the car and waited for the rest of the family to make their way into the crematorium building before she closed her eyes, allowing the tears to run down her face again. She wasn’t prepared for this. She wasn’t prepared to say goodbye to her granddad.

“Holly Dangerfield?” came a silky, smooth voice.

“Yes,” she said, sniffing away the tears and wiping her eyes. She turned to face the owner of the voice. A man with a receding hairline and high forehead stood before her in a dark suit. His face was stone-cold serious, his eyes unblinking.

“Yes, you are, aren’t you?” he said, his lips curling ever so slightly into a smile.

“What do you want?” asked Holly. “Who are you?”

The man went to his pocket and pulled out a revolver, aiming it at her chest.

“What the hell…!”

But Holly couldn’t finish her sentence. She couldn’t even finish her confused thought. The shot rang out and Holly fell backwards, the bullet striking her in the heart. She fell to the graveled driveway and landed in a crumpled heap.

The last thing she sure was the man kneeling over her, his mouth turned into a wicked smile. “Remember who I am. Remember me as the Master. And remember that now Lilly will always be mine.”

She tried to speak. She couldn’t even gasp as the last of her life ebbed away.

And then the man simply vanished before her eyes.

And Holly Dangerfield died.



The End

Dr. Who and the Men in the Moon (Chapter 9)

Chapter 9 (Planet of the Time Kings)

“How can I trust him?” asked the Doctor as he sat beside the swimming pool sipping on a glass of lemonade.

“You have to,” said Dr. Who. “You have to put your faith in him.”

“He just blew up the last survivors of Mondas. How do we know he’ll keep his word to have a fair hearing about Rock and Dome’s people?”

“Life is about uncertainties, isn’t it?” said Dr. Who. “Borshack will do what he needs to do to protect his people, but it doesn’t lie with him in the end. The final decision will have to be decided between the Earth council and the Moon people.”

“I suppose,” said the Doctor, taking another sip of his pink lemonade, “I just hope we can trust the Earth council.

“Let’s think about it logically, lad,” said Dr. Who, nibbling on a large, multicoloured biscuit, “the Moon men are happy to leave the residents of Lunar City Alpha in peace as long as the Earth doesn’t build any more cities. If they do they may attack.”

“And there are more moon people then they realise,” said the Doctor.

“So the Earth council shouldn’t want to jeopardise what they already have here.”

“What do you intend on doing next?” asked the Doctor.

Dr. Who tapped on his chin, considering his options. “I shall continue on my path to the planet of the Time Kings.”

“You mean Gallifrey?”

Dr. Who nodded, a smile on his face. “If that is what you call it in your universe, then yes, Gallifrey.”

The Doctor finished his biscuit and then leant back on the chair, pondering the questions that had been rattling around in his head since he had first met this strange, white-haired man.

“You seem a little perturbed, my boy,” said Dr. Who, sipping on a tea.

“I am in a way,” said the Doctor. “Our lives seem to be so completely different. Whenever I’ve met an alternate version of myself he has always been from the same place – from Gallifrey. You’re from Earth.”

He leant back and interlocked his fingers. “I was found on the doorstep of an orphanage in London in the early 20th century. I don’t know much more than that other than there was a bright light in the sky that morning.”

“And how many hearts do you have?”

“I beg your pardon?” he chuckled. “What a funny question. One of course!”

The Doctor smiled.

“My brother used to say that we were meant for a different purpose.”

“You had a brother?”

“He came a few years later in exactly the same circumstances. I don’t see much of him now.” Dr. Who laughed. “You know, it’s funny – he used to tell me that we were half human on our mother’s side.”

The Doctor nodded and smiled. Instead of growing up on this alternate Gallifrey he had instead grown up on Earth. A whole different person had been born from totally different experiences. This version of him was old, but brand new at the same time. He had the entire universe to look forward to.

“Grandfather, are we ready?” asked Susan, running up to them.

“In a moment, Susie, dear,” said Dr. Who, patting her on the head. “We must first see Miss Dangerfield and Doctor Smith back to their spaceship, remember?”

“Have we got the fluid link fixed?” asked Holly.

“Yes,” said the Doctor, tapping his blazer pocket, “Ridge helped out with that, but if you don’t mind I wouldn’t mind accompanying you and your friends.”

“Oh, where too?” asked Dr. Who.

“The Gallifrey. To the planet of the Time Kings.”

“Well, if you really want to.”

“Oh, I do,” said the Doctor, touching him affectionately on his arm. “I very rarely get to visit my home planet now. It’d be nice to see how it’s doing on this side.”

“Doctor,” said Holly, “I thought we were going to our Gallifrey?”

“We are, Miss Dangerfield,” said the Doctor, “and I promise we shan’t be long.”



Susan, Ian and Barbara had said their goodbyes to the crew of Luna City Alpha and the Doctor was standing with Dr. Who and Holly opposite Borshack and Rock.

“Thank you, Doctor,” said Rock. “We have hope now.”

“You’re very welcome,” said the Doctor. He was about to crouch down and offer his hand before realising he didn’t really know what he was supposed to shake. Instead he just nodded.

“And you, Mr Borshack, have a lot to atone for,” said Dr. Who.

“I don’t regret destroying the Cybergiants,” said Borshack. “I did it to protect my world.”

“You may have protected your world,” said the Doctor, “but you’re going to have to live with that crime for the rest of your life. Try and make up for it by helping Rock and his people.”

“I have nothing to feel guilty about,” said Borshack, but in reality he knew this strange man spoke the truth. “I will, however, do everything I can do to help the Moon Men.”

“Good,” said the Doctor.

“Well, Miss Dangerfield, are we ready?” asked Dr. Who.

“Ready,” she said, smiling.



The three of them entered the TARDIS. Standing in the corner of the jumbled up, wire-strewn console room was the Doctor’s own TARDIS. Susan, Ian and Barbara were stood around talking.

“Bit more basic than your pad, isn’t it?” said Holly, looking around.

“I would dearly like to have a look around your ship,” said Dr. Who, crossing over to the large, red lever in the centre of the room.

“I’d love for you to look around,” said the Doctor, “but I’m not sure you’re ready for it yet. Remember – one stage at a time. Let’s get you to Gallifrey first.”



Outside Borshack and Rock watched on as the blue police box dematerialised.

Borshack stood staring at the empty corridor space for a good few seconds before shaking his head and walking slowly away with Rock.

“What shall we do with Mondas?” asked Rock, remembering the dead world hanging just next to the moon.

Borshack narrowed his eyes and then looked at Rock. “What indeed?” He smiled. “I suddenly see more space cities popping up, my friend!”



A glittering city of spiral staircases, glass buildings, golden trees and shimmering, liquid skies hung in space like a shimmering, shining beacon inviting travellers of all races and beliefs.

The planet of the Time Kings.

In the city of Polyhex in the destrict of Dijax stood the huge, golden tower of the Council of Time, like a great, metallic needle pointing into the wispy, copper-coloured clouds.

A large set of golden steps led from a cobbled walkway to the large, iron door.

“Now this is a little more impressive!” said Holly.

“I’ll say!” said Ian.

“More impressive than what?” asked the Doctor. “My TARDIS?”

“I mean the moon,” said Ian, “I didn’t see inside your ship, remember?”

“Oh, yes, of course,” said the Doctor, looking sheepish.

“Stop getting defensive,” said Holly. “I love the TARDIS.” She gave him an affectionate nudge on the arm.

“Well, here we are,” said Dr. Who. “I’ve been reviewing some of the information Rassilon left us. I believe this is the Tower of Time.”

“There’s nobody about,” said Barbara. “Shouldn’t we expect a welcome party or something?”

As if to punctuate her question the large iron doors suddenly clunked open and from them streamed row upon row of men, women and children all dressed in silver, white, gold, cream, red and all other manner of coloured robes with high-backed collars.

A man with a bald head and deep-set green eyes approached Dr. Who.

“You have brought friends.”

“Yes, my family,” said Dr. Who, indicating the rest of the travellers. “Is that a crime?”

“Not at all,” said the man. “I am the Emperor of the Time Kings - Rassilon,” he said, nodding his head.

Dr. Who bowed a little and then looked at the rest of the travellers, who followed suit.

Rassilon frowned and approached the Doctor, narrowing his eyes to look at him more closely. “This is interesting...”

“Erm,” said Barbara, realising the implications of her grandfather bringing his own doppelganger to the planet, “your letter mentioned tests.”

“Yes, of course,” said Rassilon. “One test in fact.”

“Which is?” asked Susan.

“It has already been completed,” said Rassilon, smiling.

“I beg your pardon?” asked the Doctor. He had been careful not to speak up too much, but he was confused.

“We have been watching your actions at Lunar City Alpha – your encounter with the Cybergiants.”

“You mean spying?” said Susan, looking furious.

“No, not at all,” said Rassilon, smiling again, “merely observing.”

Dr. Who relaxed a little. “So that was my test?”

He nodded. “Yes.” He raised his arms and held his hands about a metre apart. A wavy orange line curved and arced from his right palm to his left. Another orange line followed suit and the two lines intertwined.

Holly and the others looked on in awe. “Time is such a malleable construct. We were aware of the arrival of Mondas. What happened to it was the test.”

“But we failed,” said Dr. Who. “The Cybergiants were wiped out.”

“But the point is that you tried. You did your very best to save those unfortunate, wretched creatures. You were there for the encounter.”

“So I can become a Time King?” asked Dr. Who.

“Not yet,” said Rassilon. He clapped his hands together, extinguishing the orange lines and then stepped aside to present the staircase to the iron door. “There are many more studies you must embark on before you join our people.”

“What about us?” asked Ian.

“Your friends are quite welcome to stay until you have completed your training.”

Dr. Who turned to the others and they shrugged their shoulders.

“Do what you need to do, grandfather,” said Susan.

“Most exciting!” said Dr. Who, his eyes twinkling as he rubbed his hands together.

“You will learn of the secrets of time and space.” He nodded to a couple of aids who brought forward some white and black robes. “Come. I will show you and your friends around the Tower of Time.”

Dr. Who looked back at the Doctor and Holly, who had safely kept their distance from the limelight.

“One moment,” said Dr. Who, as his companions excitedly gazed around at the towering buildings.

“I suppose this is where we say goodbye,” said the Doctor, looking down affectionately at the old man.

“You need to return to your own universe,” said Dr. Who.

“All of this is so different to what’s in my world.” The Doctor looked around at the all the life; the hope. “I envy you in some ways.”

“There is still time to enjoy your world again,” said Dr. Who.

“It is home after all,” said Holly.

The Doctor nodded. “Mind if I just reclaim my TARDIS from inside yours?”

“Not at all, young man,” said Dr. Who. He extended his hand and shook the Doctors before planting a kiss on Holly’s cheek.

“Goodbye, you lot!” said the Doctor, waving at his other self’s family as they mulled around the gathering crowd of Time Kings.

“Bye,” said Susan, waving at the others.

“Just one more thing,” said the Doctor as Dr. Who turned to leave. “Just one bit of advice – if you get bored then please don’t stay here. No matter what the Time Kings teach you nothing will ever beat being out amongst the stars. Enjoy your time here, but don’t let it ground you.”

Dr. Who didn’t reply, he simply nodded and smiled as the Doctor and Holly turned to leave.

Rassilon smiled at the old man as he took the robes from him. “Who was that man and woman?”

“Just a close – very close – friend,” he said, watching as the two returned to the TARDIS. “Now, let’s see what this planet of yours has to offer.”

To be concluded...

Dr. Who and the Men in the Moon (Chapter 8)

Chapter 9 (Rock to Dust)

Barbara opened her eyes. The blow from the giant hadn’t come. Instead there had been a loud clanging from down the corridor, a blast of air and now cries from the strange men. She couldn’t see much through the smoke, but there was some kind of fighting from further down the corridor and their attacker’s attentions had been drawn to whatever was attacking them.

She looked across to Ian who still had his eyes tightly closed.

“Hey, open your eyes,” said Barbara.

Ian opened one eye, looked around, and then opened the second eye before frowning. “What happened?”

“I don’t know. I think something distracted them. We need to find grandfather.”

“Maybe he was killed by them,” said Ian, worriedly.

“I hope not,” said Barbara.

“Hello, hello,” came a familiar voice over the intercom.

Barbara’s eyes lit up as she searched for the source of the voice. She walked a little way from the smoke and looked up at a small speaker attached in the corner of the corridor above the doorway.

“Grandfather, is that you?”

“Oh, my goodness,” came Dr. Who’s voice. “Thank heavens you’re alright.”

“I’m here too,” said Ian.

“You too, Chesterton,” said Dr. Who.

“Where are you?”

“In the central command centre,” came Susan’s voice. “We need you to come up here now so you’re out of danger.”

“Grandfather there are these...well, giant men.”

“Cybermen,” came a Scottish voice.

“Who’s that?” asked Barbara.

“It’s a little difficult to explain,” said the old man. “Get yourself up here now and I’ll try and help you to understand.”



Twenty minutes later Ian, Barbara, Susan, Dr. Who, Holly and the Doctor were sat around Borshack’s desk sipping on tea.

Barbara hadn’t touched hers. She stared down at it as it slowly went cold, trying to process what she had been told.

“It’s fantastical,” said Ian.

“Any more fantastical than travelling around in a police box that’s actually a time machine?” asked the Doctor.

“But there are two of you?” said Ian, pointing between the old man and the young man.

“Sort of. We’ve led radically different lives by all accounts, but, yes, we’re the same. Like a mirror version of each other.”

“But he’s old and you’re young,” said Ian.

“And you’re not Scottish, grandfather,” said Barbara, finally finding her voice.

“Neither am I,” said the Doctor.

“What?” frowned Ian.

“Long story,” said Holly. “The point is that we have the upper hand. If your Doctor is as good as my Doctor then we already have one up on the Cybermen.”

“Cyber-who? Those giants?”

“We’re calling them Cybergiants,” said Borshack, as his door swished open and he walked into the room. “Young lady, can you tell us what exactly happened in that corridor?”

“It’s a bit difficult to process really,” said Barbara, “but there was smoke and then your team were attacked. They moved in on us – the Cybergiants - ”

“Terrible name,” said the Doctor under his breath.

“- and then we closed her eyes.”

“We thought that we were dead,” said Ian.

“I am truly sorry for your odeal,” said the Doctor, “but my main concern is the planet above the moons surface. It’s called Mondas. At least it was in my world.”

“Mondas attacked our version of Earth in the 1980’s,” said Holly. “The people on their world replaced their body parts with cybernetic limbs. The planet then came back to our solar system and tried to suck Earth dry of power.”

“And you believe this is what this planet is doing?”

“Possibly,” said the Doctor, “but there haven’t been the same types of power loss. It’s different. Different reality, different circumstances.”

“Well, I have a little bit of news for you,” said Ridge, entering the office. “We’ve finished our scans and the planet is totally dead.”

“I beg your pardon?” said Dr. Who.

“It seems that parking up outside the moon used the last of their power. It’s now completely and totally dead.”

“What about life signs?” asked Susan.

Ridge shook her head. “Nothing. The world is totally dead.”

“The ship outside?” asked the Doctor.

“The only readings we have are from the six Cybergiants that exited that ship and are now on the base.”

“Oh my goodness,” said the Doctor, looking beyond the rest of them and towards the glass window leading out to the lunar landscape.

“What is it, Doctor?” asked Holly.

“We need to get down to that corridor right now,” he said, scrambling to his feet.

“Excellent idea. There’re only six of them. We send everyone down there and we can stop them,” said Borshack.

“I’m not going down there to stop them,” said the Doctor. He turned back to the rest of their bemused faced. “I’m going down there to save them.”





“This is madness,” said Holly as her, the Doctor and Dr. Who made their way out of the control centre and towards the elevators.

After causing a near-seismic silence with his declaration the Doctor had gone on to explain that, with the planet dead and the only survivors being the Cybergiants on the moon, that they were the last of their race.

“We can’t be sure of that,” said Borshack, shaking his head.

“I cannot advocate wiping out an entire race,” said the Doctor, “do you agree with me?”

Dr. Who breathed in and then exhaled. “Absolutely. There must always be another way.”

“But they have killed my men. They killed Kelly!”

“And that is bad. It’s awful and wrong and I feel for all of you,” but they are here because they are trying to survive.”

“By wiping everyone out!” said Ian, finding his voice again.

“We don’t know that,” said the Doctor.

“The body count tells a different story, Doctor,” said Borshack. “This is my station and I will have the final say on this.”

“Fine!” said the Doctor, throwing his sonic screwdriver to the ground and pulling out a chair. He sat down with his arms folded. “Go down there and kill them. Then you can at least go to sleep at night knowing that there’s one less race out there that pose a threat to Humankind.”

Borshack leant forward on the table and looked down at the Doctor. “You don’t understand.”

“I don’t understand? I don’t understand!?”

“Steady, Doc,” said Holly.

“No, Holly, I will not be steady.” He got up out of his chair and looked the station commander in his eyes. “What’s my name?”

“I beg your pardon?”

“What’s my name?”

“You haven’t told me your name,” said Borshack.

“Exactly. That’s because you only know me as the Doctor. That’s what my universe knows me as. The man who helps and tries to repair. The man who tries to heal. Not the Warrior or the Killer or the Master. I’m the Doctor. So while there is still a breath left in my body I will try and save those creatures.”

“At the risk of more innocent lives?”

“No,” said Dr. Who, joining the Doctor by his side, “he will save everyone.”

“And how do you know that?” asked Borshack.

“Because he is me.”

The Doctor turned to Dr. Who and shook his hand. “Thank you.”

Borshack looked deflated and his arms fell limply to his side. “What do you need?”

“Nothing,” said the Doctor, picking his sonic screwdriver up again. “Oh, I think I marked your table.”

“The rest of you must stay here,” said Dr. Who.

“I’m coming with you,” said Holly.

“Holly, no,” said the Doctor.

“Ah-ah,” she said, holding a finger up, “I’m not letting you out of my sight. I want to get back to my own universe, remember?”

Now they were in the elevators and had quickly made their way towards the corridor where the commotion was still ensuing. The cries from the creatures were significantly less now.

“It’s Rock and Dome’s people isn’t it?” asked Holly.

“Rock and Dome?” asked a confused Dr. Who.

“You’ll understand in a moment. A few hours ago I would have been happy for them to be wiping out the Cybermen, now I’m terrified.”

“So how do we stop them?” asked Holly.

“We could just ask,” said the Doctor.

“They may attack us though,” said Dr. Who, “we need to be extremely careful.”

“Good point,” said Holly.

“Yes,” said the Doctor, as they approached the edge of the smoke cloud.

It was beginning to clear now and there were two Cybergiants on the floor whilst the remaining four were being attacked by the strange, little rock creatures. They almost looked comical – leaping around and hitting the Cybergiants in their faces. Every now and again they would covert part of themselves into some form of grey moon dust and enter through the ventilation boxes on the Cybergiants’ chest unit before recombining back to rock. It was proving to be quite effective.

The Doctor cleared his throat and held up his sonic screwdriver, pointing it up in the air. He pressed down and the lights in the corridor flickered.

“Please, wait just a moment,” said the Doctor. “PLEASE!” he shouted.

Neither the moon creatures nor the Cybergiants were listening.

“STOP FIGHTING!” yelled Holly.

“It doesn’t seem to be working, lad.” Dr. Who went into his brown blazer pocket. “Just a moment.” He pulled out a silver whistle and put it to his mouth blowing hard and making the Doctor and Holly cover their ears.

It worked though and the Cybergiants and moon men stopped and looked at the three newcomers.

“Doctor and Holly,” said Dome.

The lead Cybergiant was about to grab Dome when the Doctor stepped forward. “Ah-ah-ah. I need you to listen to me for just a moment.”

“You will be destroyed,” said the leader.

“No,” said the Doctor. “Am I right in thinking that there are now only four of you left?”

“That is correct. We must survive.”

“And we want to help you,” said Dr. Who, standing beside his alternate counterpart.

“You will be converted.”

“No, no, no,” said the Doctor. “Your planet is dead. There is only four of your kind left. We can find somewhere for you to go so your race can live on.”

“There are only four of us,” said the Cybergiant. “We cannot continue to thrive with only four. We need to convert your people.”

The Doctor looked frustrated. He couldn’t argue with that logic. How would their race continue to grow if there were only four of them? The Cyber race thrived and survived on converting others to their kind.

“We can’t allow you to convert other species,” said Dr. Who, “but at least your race will survive.”

“But not for long,” said the leader.

The Doctor began to pace on the spot and looked more and more frustrated. “Could we at least sit and talk about things. Perhaps we could work something out.”

“There is only one route,” said the leader.

“Please,” said the Doctor, offering up his hand, “let me speak to Earth. Let’s see what can be done.”

The Cyber-Leader, for a fraction of a moment, raised its hand. And then there was the most almighty blinding light from behind it.

“Get down you lot!” came a familiar voice.

“No!” said the Doctor, as Holly and Dr. Who threw themselves down to the ground.

Lined along the corridor were a number of small devices that had been thrown and attached to the walls. The Doctor covered his head as he hit the deck.

There was a flash and another blinding light and then a huge, thunderous explosion followed by the cries of the Cybergiants.

When the dust cleared the corridor was nothing but a pile of twisted metal and bricks with bits of Cybergiants strewn around the area.

The Doctor stared up as Commander Borshack and a team of officers led by Ridge stood in the clearing smoke.

“I’m sorry, Doctor,” said Borshack. “The risk was too great.”

To be continued....

Dr. Who and the Men in the Moon (Chapter 7)

Chapter 7 (There are Giants in the City)

Susan’s head was buried in her grandfather’s arms. She had heard the scream coming from Kelly, and then the sickening crunch of bones before the inevitable silence. The scream was then followed by cries and shouts from the rest of the team that had ventured out of the city to investigate the crashed object.

“Commander Borshack,” said Dr. Who, gently pushing Susan a little way from him.

Borshack looked as stunned as the rest of the team in the command centre. The red lights continued to blink on and off, illuminating their horror-struck, pale faces. Borshack looked across to Kelly’s vacant chair. They had served together for five years. Kelly had been a young upstart when he had arrived, but over the years he had matured to become one of Borshack’s most trusted officers.

The thought of that chair remaining empty and for him to never see his laughing face again made him feel sick. It was like he’d lost his own son. Again.

“Commander,” said Dr. Who again, his voice almost a whisper, “we need to plan our next move.”

“You told me I should give them a chance,” said Borshack, still refusing to meet the strange mans eyes.

“That was a mistake. That I accept.” Dr. Who moved to stand in front of Borshack, but his eyes still stared right through the old man. “We now know they are a threat to the city. We must plan our defence.”

“You told me.”

“Grandfather always tries to see the best in people,” said Susan, crossing over to the commander and looking up at him. “If we don’t offer the hand of friendship first then we’re just like the monsters that killed your friends.”

Borshack looked down at the young girl and frowned. She had an old head on those very young shoulders, but it still didn’t stop the anger from threatening to rise up inside Borshack.

“Please, Commander Borshack, we have to stop this happening again.”

The lights flickered back on along with the rest of the systems. The handful of staff were momentarily confused and then snapped back to checking readings and examining data.

“Borshack!” said Dr. Who again.

Borshack looked down, his fists balled up.

“Sir,” came the voice of Ridge, a young, blonde girl with bright green eyes. The corners of her mouth were upturned making it look like she was always smiling, “we’re picking up readings from outside the city. The visitors are approaching the outer airlocks.”

“They’re trying to break in, sir,” came another voice, this time male. “What shall we do?”

“Your officers need you, Commander,” said Dr. Who.

Borshack looked across to Ridge and then Wilson before his eyes finally rested on Dr. Who. “Yes. Yes we need to plan. We need to prepare.”

Before Borshack could issue any more orders there was thunderous sound which rocked the entire room causing the lights to flicker once again.

“What was that?” asked Borshack. “Report, Ridge!” He could feel the frustration flaring up inside of him again.

Ridge ran to the computer bank and checked the readings. “We’re receiving a report of an explosion at North-West Corridor 25.”

“That’s on the outer sections,” said Borshack. “Have they just blown a hole in my city?”

Ridge glanced up worriedly at Borshack. “Looks like it, sir.”

Borshack didn’t need to wait any longer. He grabbed the nearest communicator – attached to a flexible cable from the ceiling – and brought it to his mouth. His eyes were white, the pupils in the grey irises almost pinpricks. “This is Commander Borshack. This is not a drill. All security personnel to North-West Corridor 25. We have intruders in the city. Expect a hostile reaction. They have already killed a team led by Lt. Kelly. Do not let them get any further. I repeat – this is not a drill!”

Dr. Who turned to look at Susan who looked terrified. “It’s all going to be okay, Susie, dear.”

“How can you be so sure, grandfather?”

“Because I have faith. Now, we must get to Ian and Barbara and check that they are okay.”

They were about to turn when the doorway to the command centre opened and a man with short, messy hair and a beard piled through the entrance followed by a young, dark-haired girl. He skidded to a halt and stood, looking straight at the old man.

“More intruders!” said Borshack. “Wilson, get them out of here.”

“Wait!” said the male newcomer. “I need to speak to you all.”

“Not right now you don’t. We have an emergency to deal with in case you haven’t heard the explosions.”

“Please, it’ll only take a moment, Captain.”

“Commander!” said Borshack. “It’s Commander Borshack. And who might you be?”

“Well, that’s a little bit difficult to explain,” said the man, “but my name is the Doctor.”

“Goodness me,” said Borshack, exasperated, “not another one.”

“And you,” said the Doctor, walking towards Dr. Who, “must also be the Doctor.”

The old man reached out and took the Doctor’s hand. He grasped his hand tightly and shook it. “What is this, young man?”

“A very complicated story,” said the Doctor, glancing back at the bewildered, dark-haired girl.



Ian and Barbara had managed to get changed back into their regular clothes and had made their way from the swimming pool area towards where the commotion was coming from. They had heard the explosion and watched as the crowds of people ran from the scene, but Barbara’s curiosity had gotten the better of her. She had always suspected her sense of curiosity had been inherited from her grandfather. Her parents were certainly not curious in the slightest.

“Are you sure about this?” asked Ian, as Barbara dragged him down the corridor.

“We need to meet up with grandfather anyway, and I bet you anything he’s down here in the thick of things.”

“If you don’t mind, love, I’d rather not be stuck in the thick of things.”

“Oh, come on,” said Barbara, “where’s your sense of fun?”

“It disappeared the day I set foot on Skaro,” said Ian, remembering his first trip in the TARDIS to the dead world of the Daleks. After a brush with a Roman Legion he and Barbara had taken time out to try and get back to normality.

Yes, thought Ian to himself, normality was never going to be a “thing” with my wife.

“I bet he’s just around this corner,” said Barbara as they turned the corner and ran head long into smoke.

“Back, back,” said Ian, dragging her out of the cloud.

“Get out of here!” came the shout of a gruff-faced, square-jawed guard as he led a group of about twenty heavily armed security men past them and into the smoke.

“You heard what he said,” said Ian.

There then came the sound of laser bolts and flashes of red lights followed by horrible, terrified screams.

Barbara moved backwards towards her husband and he grabbed her by the shoulders to protect her. Ian Chesterton had never felt particularly brave, but when it came to his wife he would protect her with his life.

There was silence and then the sound of boots walking rhythmically up the corridor and towards them. Out of the smoke came six giant figures. They towered at about seven-feet tall and as they emerged from the smoke Barbara could make out their horrible, deformed features. But it was the eyes that frightened Barbara the most – the piercing, dead-blue eyes that looked at the newlyweds with murderous intent.

“You will be killed!” came the haunting, sing-song voice of the lead creature.

Barbara could do nothing but scream.



Borshack had returned to his station as himself, Ridge, Wilson and the rest of the ops team monitored the ever-worsening situation in the North-West Corridor. The appearance of this second Doctor had almost tipped him over the edge, but instead he had decided to ignore the two, strange men and their female friends and concentrate on defending his base.

Now the Doctor and Dr. Who were sat face to face on chairs across a computer console looking at each other.

“Fascinating,” said the old man, his eyes beaming with intrigue. “I knew of the theory of parallel universe, but never dreamed I’d meet a parallel version of myself!”

“I suspect our lives have had different things affect us along the way. What regeneration are you?”

He looked confused. “I bed your pardon? Regeneration?”

The Doctor smiled. This grey-haired man looked older than him, but he also looked more innocent – almost like a child. Almost like he was right at the start of his adventures.

“It doesn’t matter,” said the Doctor. “Where do you come from?”

“Earth. Isn’t that where you come from, dear boy?”

“No,” smiled the Doctor. “Well, not exactly.”

“I built my TARDIS only a few years ago.”

“You actually built it?” asked the Doctor. “But...I don’t understand. What about the Time Lords? Surely you have them in your universe?”

“You mean the Time Kings?” said Dr. Who. “Yes, I’m on my way to their planet. Once we’ve dealt with this little mess I’m to join them and become one of them.”

The Doctor stifled a smile. “This is absolutely fascinating. I need to know more.”

“Doctors,” said Holly who had been stood near the main central console, “we need to sort this mess out first.”

“Yes, of course,” said the Doctor, pulling himself away from his alter ego.

“We’re receiving a communication from the security guards in the corridor,” said Borshack.

There was static and then the radio switched on, followed by the screams of the men.

“Damn them!” yelled Borshack, punching the console and nearly shattering its glass surface.

There came a female scream, followed by pained pleas.

“That’s Barbara!” said Susan, worriedly.

“Indeed it is,” said Dr. Who, looking concerned. “Commander, we must send a team down there to help my other granddaughter.”

“Nothing can stop them,” said Borshack.

The screams stopped and everything was silent.

Dr. Who looked across at the Doctor who looked down at his feet sadly.

“Grandfather, are they dead?” asked Susan.

“Doctor?” asked Holly.

To be continued...