Daleks: The Master Race
"Jack, where are we going? It's late, let's go home!" Oswin Oswald follows her friend Jack Harkness through the empty streets of London. It's about 2AM, they've been wandering for a while. "Relax, will ya? We're just taking a walk." She catches up to him. "Jack, all I'm saying is that we should go ho—" She stops talking, taking a few steps forward before stopping completely. "What is it Oswin?" Jack asks, sounding concerned. "SHH!" She turns to look at him. "Do you hear that? It's a…screeching type sound." She starts walking towards the noise. Jack follows her to an alley way. "It was here, I heard it." Jack shakes his head. "Yeah, alright. Let's get going, okay? WE should probably go home, like you said." He turns around, getting ready to leave. Oswin grabs his arm, stopping him. "Look.." He turns back around, "What?" He looks where she's pointing, staring at the faint blue light. "What is it?" Oswin shrugs, walking closer to it. "Oswin, be careful." "Oh, shush, it's just a light." Just as she says that, the outline of a box starts to appear, pulsing in time with the light.
A blue police box materializes in the dark alley way, the soft blue light on top pulsing, illuminating the alley. Jack and Oswin look at each other, then at the police box. "What do you think it is?" Oswin stares at the box, an amazed expression on her face. Jack just shrugs, "I don't know. Only one way to find out." He starts moving towards the box, his arm extended, ready to open the door. Just as he's about to grab the handle, the door swings open. Jack withdraws his hand and practically jumps back, away from the overly excited man emerging from the police box. He has a goofy grin on his face. "Hello!" He sticks both of his hands out, offering a hand shake. Jack and Oswin look at each other before accepting his hand shake. The man pulls away first, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his trench coat. "Are you two up for a little adventure?" Oswin opens her mouth to protest, but Jack speaks first. "Adventure? Sure, why not?" The man turns to Oswin, "And you?" She shrugs. "I guess so." The grin on the man's face widens. "Well then, allons-y!" He opens the door, holding it open and motioning for them to go inside. Jack and Oswin look at each other warily before stepping inside. The man goes in as well, shutting the door behind himself. He steps around the pair as they look around the impossibly big room inside the seemingly small police box. He walks up to a large control board with a big pillar in the middle. "I'm called The Doctor. What're your names?" Jack and Oswin are still stadning with their jaws practically on the floor, looking awestruck. Oswin speaks up, "This…How? This is impossible!" The Doctor turns to her. "Impossible?" She nods, "Well, yes, it's bi-" He holds up a hand, cutting her off. "Bigger on the inside, I know." Jack walks up the stairs, to the platform that The Doctor's on. "Uh.. I'm Jack Harkness. This is Oswin Oswald." The Doctor smiles his goofy smile again. "Pleased to meet you both. Now then, where to first?" Oswin seems to have snapped out of her daze. "Uh, what do you mean?" "Well," He starts, "this is my time machine. It's called the TARDIS. So, I'll ask again. Where, or should I say, when to first?" They look at each other blankly, then at The Doctor. He sighs, "Very well, I'll decide." He starts pressing buttons and flciking switches and finally throwing a big levar. The ground starts shaking. "Hold on." He announces as he grips onto a bar. The others follow his lead, gripping onto the bar and holding on. Just as suddenly as it started, the shaking stopped. The Doctor stands up, straightening his appearance. "Ah, here we are." Jack stands, along with Oswin. "Where exactly is 'here'?" He opens the door, a smirk playing on his face. "Take a look for yourself."
Jack steps out first, followed by Oswin, and finally The Doctor. They looks around, gaping at what they saw. "This is incredible!" Oswins exclaims. Right before their eyes, pterodactyls flew through the skies, a multitude of different dinosaurs roamed on the ground. The Doctor smiled, "Amazing, isn't it?" Jack nods, but remains quiet as he looks around. After a few minutes, The Doctor speaks up. "Are you two ready to go?" They both nod and say "Yes." in unison. The Doctor nods and leads them back into the TARDIS. "Where to next?" "The future?" Jack offers. The Doctor nods again. "Alrighty." He walks over to the control panel. "What year?" Jack bites his lip as he thinks. "Ahm…How about 2055?" The Doctor starts punching in numbers and pressing various buttons, going through his usual routine. The ground shakes, stops, and they all freeze. Seconds later, they arrive. The Doctor takes them outside and shows them around, explaining what had changed frowm their own time. They only stay for a few minutes, not wanting to mess anything up.
The TARDIS stops back in the alley way. "Well, you're home." The Doctor walks outside with the,. It's no longer night time. In fact, it's fairly sunny outside, the streets are full of people. Oswin looks at The Doctor with a confused look on her face. "Uh.. Doctor? How long were we gone?" He shrugs, "I don't know. Let's ask, shall we?" HE walks over to a news stand. "Uh, yes, hello. What is the date today?" The man doesn't look up from his paper as he answers. "Tuesday, September 25th, 2012." He smiles, "Thank you." He walks back over to Jack and Oswin. "It's Spetember 25th." "What?!" Oswin exclaims. "We've been away for 2 months? It only felt like an hour or so!" The Doctor bites his lip. "Well, time can be like that." She shakes her head, "No, time is time. If it was an hour out there, then it should be an hour here!" He rubs his temple, "Actually, time is more like a big ball of wibbily-wobbily…timey-wimey…stuff." Jack speaks up, "What are you even talking about?" "Time." He answers simply. Jack sighs and looks around. "Wait..Oswin, something doesn't seem right. Look around." Oswin does so and nods. "You're right. Something does seem a bit off.." They look around, trying to figure out what was wrong. The Doctor notices something on a sign. He points at it and the others turn to look at it. "He's back."