Hello, and welcome to the Christmas-themed Doctor Who fanfic collection countdown thing! I'm a bit late, I know, so I'm releasing two chapters for the day that I missed, plus today! Anyway, enjoy! Btw, let me know if any of the characters in this story are OOC. I feel like some might be. Also some of these are two chapters or more long, but some are one-shots.
Disclaimer: As usual, I don't own Doctor Who.
Chapter 1 is…. AN EXTERMINATING CHRISTMAS!
"SOURCES INDICATE THAT THE PLANET KNOWN AS EARTH WILL BE CELEBRATING THE HOLIDAY KNOWN AS CHRISTMAS IN APPROXIMATELY 25 DAYS!" cried the Dalek. "I SUGGEST WE DO AS THE HUMANS DO AND GET FESTIVE!"
The Supreme Dalek would have sighed, had he the emotions necessary to perform such an action. But of course, Daleks do not sigh. He stared at the Dalek in front of him, wondering why he had ever let him out.
The Dalek in question had just been released from the Asylum. He was the most stable of the bunch, which meant he wasn't stable at all. The only reason he'd been let out was because the Supreme Dalek had very few Daleks left, after his last defeat at the hands of the Doctor.
"DALEKS DO NOT CELEBRATE!" boomed the Supreme Dalek. "SUCH BEHAVIOR IS BENEATH THE SUPREME RACE OF THE UNIVERSE!"
If Daleks could pout, this one definitely was. "BUT THE LIGHTS ARE SO PRETTY!"
"'PRETTY' DOES NOT EXIST IN THE DALEK VOCABULARY!" the Supreme Dalek told him. "YOU WILL OBEY OR YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED!"
"I HAVE ONLY ONE REQUEST, IN THAT CASE!" said the crazy Dalek, spinning excitedly.
"WHAT IS THAT?"
"I WISH TO BE CALLED "DALEK CLAUS", IN HONOR OF THE CHRISTMAS TRADITION OF THE HUMANS," the Dalek said.
"REQUEST DENIED! LEAVE MY PRESENCE! WE MUST PREPARE!"
Dalek Claus turned away and went back to the control room. He didn't care if nobody else called him by his true name. He was Dalek Claus, and he didn't care what anybody thought. He was different from the other Daleks, that much was certain. And it was now his goal to get the Dalek ship into the Christmas spirit, even if it killed him.
"WE ARE APPROACHING EARTH!" The voice of the Supreme Dalek boomed through the ship, startling Dalek Claus. The other Daleks began to get into prime exterminating position, but Dalek Claus had other plans. He slipped off, heading for the prison cells. The Daleks planned to capture a few of the humans and keep them as slaves, so the cells were necessary
He hid in one of the cells until the ship landed. He heard screaming coming from outside. He heard the sounds of his comrades, screeching "EXTERMINATE!" at all humans in their paths. He heard…
There it was! That whooshing, groaning sound that he had heard so much about. He rushed out of the cell and exited the ship. Humans lay dead all around. And there it was.
A little blue police box. Nothing much, really, to the humans. A bit odd, perhaps, seeing as they were out of commission, but of course, there were bigger problems for them.
The doors of the police box opened. And out stepped the Doctor.
Dalek Claus had heard tons of horror stories about the Doctor, before he'd been cast into the Asylum. He looked different than he'd been described, but then, Dalek Claus reflected, he did have the ability to change his face, according the old Emperor Dalek.
Here was the man who could help him, or destroy him. Dalek Claus was slightly nervous, which, of course, was never an emotion that Daleks were meant to feel. But Dalek Claus wasn't a normal Dalek, not by any standards.
"Doc-tor…" The Supreme Dalek came forward.
"Oh, hello!" said the bow-tie-wearing man. "Is it Christmas already? Ah, nope, a bit earlier than that. What are you all doing here?" He looked around the group. Dalek Claus couldn't believe he was so calm in the face of a group that could and would destroy him without any thought.
"I seem to recall that I threw your entire fleet into a time lock last time we met," the Doctor continued.
"I SURVIVED!" interrupted the Supreme Dalek angrily. "THE EMERGENCY TEMPORAL SHIFT WAS ENABLED ON MY SHIP!"
"Yes, yes," drawled the Doctor. "And then I suppose you went around through time and space, building up your strength, collecting this ragtag group of killing machines." He looked around their little circle of eight or so Daleks. "So, what are you doing here? You must've known I'd turn up and stop you. You always know."
Dalek Claus could stand it no longer. "DOCTOR!" he burst out. "I AM IN NEED OF ASSISTANCE!"
"SILENCE!" thundered the Supreme Dalek.
Dalek Claus ignored him. "I NEED YOUR HELP! THE DALEKS ARE IN DIRE NEED OF CHRISTMAS SPIRIT!"
The Doctor looked curiously at him. "Out of the Asylum?" he guessed.
Dalek Claus flinched, as best as a Dalek could.
"Ah well." The Doctor turned to the Supreme Dalek. "Assuming this isn't some kind of trick…" Suddenly, a huge grin spread across his face. "Well, have to run!" With that, he jumped back into the TARDIS, which promptly disappeared.
The Daleks looked at each other. If Daleks could feel confused, then that was exactly what they'd be feeling right now.
Suddenly, the whooshing sound returned! The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS, wearing a Santa hat.
"DOCTOR!" boomed the Supreme Dalek. "What trickery is this?"
The Doctor simply grinned. Then he held up a small black gun. "This, my friend, is what we call Christmas!"
Suddenly, fireworks lit up the sky: beautiful red and green. Christmas music- Dalek Claus recognized it as an Earth classic, Winter Wonderland- started playing. Then the Doctor fired.
Glitter flew everywhere, all over the Daleks, the same color as the fireworks. Everywhere, people stopped screaming and started laughing and talking. Dalek Claus would have grinned had he been able. It was just what he wanted! Christmas spirit was everywhere.
"THANK YOU DOC-TOR!" he exclaimed. The Doctor smiled at him.
"Just a simple matter of going back in time and arranging some things." Then, his expression turned to horror.
"NO!" he screamed. The Supreme Dalek fired. Dalek Claus's armor broke open. He was alive, but exposed.
The Supreme Dalek shot again.
"NOOO!" the Doctor cried. The Supreme Dalek regarded him coldly.
"He betrayed the Daleks," he said simply.
The Doctor glared at him. "He just wanted to celebrate. He was childlike. He didn't want to fight. He…" He couldn't go on.
"This isn't over," he snarled. Then he retreated into the TARDIS.
Right after that, he came out of the Dalek spaceship.
"Hello," he said evenly. "Been a while. Normally, I wouldn't stoop to this, but…" He held up his sonic screwdriver.
"The ship is set to self-destruct. Torchwood are on their way. They'll hunt you down. Every last Dalek who came to Earth on this expedition will die." His old hatred for Daleks resurfaced. He didn't care they were living creatures at this moment. They barely qualified, in his eyes.
"Guess you're the ones who're getting exterminated this Christmas," he told them. Already, Torchwood was closing in around the trapped Daleks.
He smiled grimly to himself. "Nothing but coal for you," he said softly.
Well, that was somewhat of a sad ending. I promise there'll be happy endings in later on stories. Poor Dalek Claus…
Read and review, as usual. Constructive criticism only, please! Like I said, I thought some of the characters might've been OOC, so let me know.
