Oh, she's sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
Oh, she's hot but a psycho
So left but she's right though
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
She'll make you curse, but she a blessing
She'll rip your shirt within a second
You'll be coming back, back for seconds
With your plate, you just can't help it
Yaz loved watching the Doctor bound around the console, skipping between seemingly random buttons and levers, a contagious, daft grin on her face as they travelled to
their next mad adventure, never sure of what may lie ahead. They often spent a lot of time either running towards danger and away from it, there was barely time to breathe, and it was exhilarating. It was in the quiet times, after saving some planet or another, however that Yaz really noticed the Doctor, the sadness and darkness behind her eyes. Yaz wondered
whether it was the manic adventures catching up with her, exhausting her, or whether it was something more. The Doctor hadn't told them much about her past, and Yaz knew
it must have been for good reason. You don't get past 2000 years old without any painful memories.
They were all having some much needed downtime, the Doctor often forgot that humans needed a lot more rest than she did, much to Graham's annoyance (having mumbled something along the lines of "I'm too old for all this running business"). Graham and Ryan were sat playing some form of alien chess on the console room floor, whilst Yaz sat with a book, not that she was reading it though, she was too busy watching the Doctor work under the console, wincing at the occasional yelp from the Doctor, closely followed by sparks. The console room was soon wracked with loud alarms and flashing lights. The Doctor shot to her feet, spinning the monitor to face her.
"the TARDIS seems to have detected strange wave frequencies that, theoretically speaking, shouldn't exist anymore" said the Doctor, with both confusion and concern evident in her furrowed brow
Graham, Ryan and Yaz all shared a look, that roughly translated as "what now?"
"what who you mean Doc? Surely it has to exist, otherwise how could it be detected?" asked Graham, trying to add logic to the puzzle
"I don't mean it doesn't exist, I mean it shouldn't, not any more. This wave is typical of a intra-atomical bomb. They were banned and all known ones destroyed by the shadow proclamation after the great war between the Belthians and Heboths"
"ok, so maybe one was missed? Or hidden?" suggested Yaz as the Doctor continued reading from the monitor, face growing in concern
"no, that's not possible, it cant be!"
"what is it Doc?"
The Doctor ran her hands through her now dishevelled blonde hair, "in the war, the Belthians were defeated by the Heboths, they all died, but these readings all suggest a
sort of home-made intra-atomical bomb, and the only species with the material and expertise to bodge one of these is the Belthians. I don't understand!"
"So, we need to follow the signals right? Then maybe we can find out what's happening?"
"Yes! Ten points to Ryan, I hope you're all keeping count, 'cause I gave up ages ago. Right, let's get a shift on!"
With that, the whole TARDIS lurched as the Doctor locked onto the signals and they went head first into yet another adventure. It was at this point the Doctor mentally scolded
the TARDIS for not adding railing into it's design, as the fam were flung around the console like rag dolls. With one final lurch, the TARIS settled and everyone got to their feet, brushing the dust off their clothes
"right gang, everyone ok? We better get a move on if we're gonna find... whatever it is... in time. I've set the sonic to follow the signals, kind of a metal detector, but for suspicious wavelengths" grinned the Doctor, obviously chuffed with the gadget, "it goes ding when there's stuff"
They left the safety of the TARDIS and into what looked like a warzone, debris and buildings scattered along the floor, an orange haze filling the air, eerily silent. The gang
remained silent, with the exception of the whirring sonic, as not to startle any potential inhabitants. But they also felt a strange weight on their shoulders, like the daren't
talk out of respect. Yaz couldn't help but let her eyes explore the terrain, she could see what appeared to be children's toys scattered amongst the rubble and clothes underneath the ash.
But as they walked, they sensed the Doctor freeze, and all moved their gaze back to her. They all saw what she saw. Hundreds of bodies belonging to the Belthians, of all ages. They couldn't help
the tears that stung their eyes, but when Yaz looked over to the Doctor, her face was one of anger. Yaz couldn't read her face, her jaw was clenched and eyes sad, but dark.
"the war happened around 200 years ago in this timeline, but the atmosphere here preserves organic matter. They're the same as the day they died, and there's not even anyone to bury them"
Her voice wavered at the last part, and Yaz wondered if she was talking from experience. The sonic screwdriver suddenly began beeping and they silently kept moving, unable to find the right words.
They had been walking for hours, when they finally progressed and found an entrance to a cave, miles away from any civilised area.
"this must be where the signals are coming from. Listen, before we go, you don't have to come with me. This could be dangerous, I don't know what's beyond this wall"
"we've come this far haven't we Doctor, we're not leaving you now" said Yaz, as Ryan and Graham nodded in agreement. With that they started to make their way into the cave
the only light being that of the sonic.