KITG: Okay, this has been floating in my brain for a while now. But just to warn you it does have Martha in it, but as we don't know how she is going to be played as of yet it will not be in character.

Disclaimer: Don't own Doctor Who. Is owned by the beeb

A chance meeting

Abandoned hallways screamed their silent defiance to those that were invading it. Hadn't they already taken enough? Killing all those in the halls with their breath. Down these abandoned halls came the heavy echo of combat boots as around one of the corners came a military contingent. Two by two they marched, but with one lone figure in the centre. Weapons ready, masks in place as they scouted each living quarters for any signs of life. Next came the lone figure in the centre, clearly female from the way the uniform hugged the curves of her body. Her face obscured by a protective mask.

Following the lead figure came two more.

Wearing military outfits. All wore black vest jackets, and carried various military paraphernalia. Flare, torch, radio, ammo. They all had a gun ready in their hands as they travelled forward with caution. Grey t-shirts under the jacket. Black combat trousers and black combat boots. Each had the same insignia on the breast of their jackets. Hexagons all joining up to make a sort of "T" shape.

"Don't look like we're going to find anyone Ma'am" one of the men turned to the one in the centre.

"We are going to keep looking" came the sharp, authorative reply.

"Yes Ma'am"

They continued on through the structure, when a faint hissing could be heard before their radios blared to life in warning.

"Squad one! Gas forms detected in your area, get the hell out of there" A male voice full of concern.

"Right boys, you heard the Captain. Move!" The female ordered and they began to run down the hallways, as the blue gas seemed to seep and writhe behind them. Doors sealed as they ran in an attempt to contain whatever it was. But it just sought another way….

"Command to all squads, time bubble activated in 30 seconds" came through the radio ear pieces, the leader seemed to fumble, her heavy boots missing a step as she tried to reach the contact button.

"Squad one to Command, Sir you can't activate it. The bubble is unstable!" she shouted down the radio.

"I can do whatever I want" the commander replied.

"Sir, She's right. If you activate it now there is no telling what the consequences will be" the male voice from before that shouted warning.

"This is not a debate Captain, so you and your skirt can shut up! Begin activation of the time bubble"

"Time bubble activated in 5,4,3,2,1"

Time convulsed and screamed out of control, as the bubble burst, sending lances of time out in all directions. Shards passed through the structure, each place was different. For some, time sped forward, reducing them to dust in seconds. For others, time went back, rendering the halls into their base components.

In the aftermath Squad one stood, as the smoke cleared to reveal the blue gas that seemed suddelnly more menacing.

"Squad one to idiotic command" the female called in a voice full of scorn and revulsion for those that commanded her "Just in case you would like to know. Bubble did not contain…in fact it's made it worse. Gas is now spreading across the barrier." She clicked off not waiting to hear her Commander rant; she was more concerned with keeping her squad alive right now.

"Lets go boys, double time" The heavy foot falls sounded once more, but now with a faster pace. A desperate pace as the blue gas spread further than it had before, hiding the forms within, their red eyes moving back and forth as they searched for prey.

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Through the Space/time vortex the TARDIS travelled, a blue police telephone box that spun round and round, light flashing off the blue paint as it turned. The outwards appearance hid the vast interior, the inside, off set in time from the exterior. This was the ship of the gods, the chariot of fire…just without the fire.

This was the last space/time craft of a lost race. The last of that race travelled inside. To some he was known as John smith or the Emperor of Belgium. To others he was known as the Oncoming storm or the village idiot. But his name was known throughout the stars-The Doctor

"So where are we going today Doctor?" A dark skinned women asked.

"The TARDIS has registered some strange spatial disturbance in time, thought we might take a look" The Doctor replied, his long brown coat flying around him as he walked round the console of the TARDIS. Under the coat he wore a blue pinstriped suit, his brown hair was ruffled by excited hands. He looked to be in his early 30's but was in actual fact over 900 years old. He was a Time Lord. The last of the Time Lords.

"I'm not going to have to distract some guards by pouring banana angel delight over me again am I?" the dark skinned women asked, she looked young, maybe just over 23, hair up in a elaborate spiked design

"Oh come on Martha…it wasn't that bad..banana's are good" The Doctor gave his mega watt smile, but it seemed dimmer than it should be. Martha sort of knew the reason why. It was because of someone called Rose; he had lost her a few years ago he said.

"Sure Doctor" she replied in a sarcastic tone earning a wounded look on his part. Martha hung on to the side of the railings as the TARDIS made one of its customary rough landings. She followed the Doctor as he strode to the door and passed through.

The Doctor and Martha emerged into a bland room. Looked to be some kind of living quarters, but the mess indicated who ever it was had left in a hurry. White plastic chairs were overturned, their design almost 60's in style. Steel tables are covered in clothes or dropped objects. The Doctor did his customary poke around, trying to see if there was any indication why this had happened.

They walked out into the vast hallways, gleaming white and new in places, Yet eleswhere you could see other corridors because the dividers had turned to dust- The Doctor walked over to the missing wall, they looked to be of the flat packed kind, maybe Ikea. He ran the sonic screwdriver over the dust, frowning at the readout it gave.

"That can't be right…"

"What Doctor?" Martha came over to stand beside him as he looked at the dust.

"Says the particles have been accelerated through time. But why here? Why only this wall?" Martha looked around, seeing another gap in the wall, this time showing dark rock behind.

"Doctor look" The Doctor turned to where she was pointing seeing the rock and a puddle of some substance on the floor. He scanned the puddle, shiny black with a rainbow effect on top.

"Oil and some other petrochemicals, the plastic of the wall has been reduced to its core components…what is going on?" he got to his feet, brushing imaginary dust from his jacket.

They began to walk down the long white hallways, the grills under their feet emitting dull clangs as they walked. Here and there were objects that had been dropped in what appeared to be a mass exodus. Clothes, jewellery, a teddy bear. Martha bent down and picked it up, one eye was missing. The Teddy looked forlorn and lost; probably wanting to get back to the little girl it belonged to. The Doctor took the bear from Martha, looked at it a moment, then placed it into one of the pockets of his brown jacket. Martha tried not to laugh at the sight of the teddy bears head poking out of the Doctors right hand pocket, seeming to be enjoying the ride.

The scene was interrupted by a loud alarm that had started to blear down the hallways, red lights mounted in the ceiling began to whirl and flash in red to signify the danger. They looked around, trying to discern the reason when an automatic voice began to talk over the speaker system.

"Warning, Contamination detected. Warning Contamination detected. Evacuate the area. Bulk head doors closing." The Doctor looked back the way they had come seeing the bulkheads slowly closing, and behind it a blue gas began to creep up the hall.

"Um," the Doctor looked up the clear hallway as the doors ahead of them began to close then back at the gas that now seemed to be speeding towards them " I think we had better run"

The Doctor grabbed Martha's arm their feet pounding on the floor as they tried to escape the gas-The Doctor had no doubt that it would prove lethal. A head of him a bulkhead nearly closed, he got and image in his mind of a blond haired 19-year-old girl running from a Dalek, and being left behind. He would not let it happen again. As the gas began to pass his vision he yanked Martha before him and pushed her through the bulkhead, just before it closed.

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Martha felt as though the Doctor had yanked her arm from it's socket for a second before he pushed her to safety through the open bulkhead, but trapped himself on the other side. She was wheezing, the gas making her choke, it had a coppery tang to it- like breathing blood.

"Doctor!" Martha pounded on the door, he couldn't be dead. She turned as a two-armed people came round the corner.

"Come on miss. You can't stay here" one spoke, male voice muffled by the mask he wore.

"No, you have to help me. My friend the Doctor is trapped on the other side!"

"Then he's already dead" the same man replied, grasping her arm to drag her away. Martha kicked out and backed against the bulkhead.

"No! I'm not leaving him!"

"Why you little.." The man raised the butt of his gun to hit her with, but the next moment he was on the floor, a boot firmly planted on his chest.

"Nova….What do you think you are doing?" The female voice was cold and filled with malice, behind her were four more armed men.

"Nothing Ma'am, trying to get her out of here" he replied with some fear, but also revulsion.

"So that includes hitting her with the butt of your gun to save her life? I think not," the female stepped over him by putting weight on his chest, the man grunted before rolling to his feet.

"You can't stay here" the woman was now addressing her. The voice had changed to a calm and compassionate tone. The women looked her over, seeing he laboured breathing. "Did you inhale some of the gas?" Martha nodded. She tried to speak, to say that wasn't important, that the Doctor was stuck on the other side. But her voice came out as a croak.

The Women grasped the base of her mask and pulled it off, eliciting some gasps from the men behind her.

"Ma'am you can't…"

"Quiet, she needs it more than I do" the women was attractive, blonde hair cut short, brown eyes that seemed to regard with compassion. A strange contrast to the uniform she wore and the gun at her side. The women placed the mask over Martha's head- and Martha found she could breath more easily.

"Better?" Martha nodded "then we have to go" Martha took a step back and shook her head in a vehement no. Then the one beside Nova decided to talk.

"Ma'am she said she had a friend on the other side, we told her he was already dead." The woman looked back at Martha with sad eyes.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, but they are right" but Martha shook her head again.

"Leave her Ma'am, she won't leave. Guess this Doctor means a lot to her" The blonde women seemed to still.

"Who?"

"The Doctor" Martha managed to croak out before she gave in to a coughing fit.

"Open the door" the blond women ordered with such finality

"But Ma'am.."

"Open the Door!"

"Bad Wolf you are not the commander" Nova snarled, the next instant he was against the wall with the blonde haired women's hand round his neck.

"You will give me your key card for this door, and then you are going to run away out of my sight!" her teeth bared almost like a wolf, Nova nodded handing her a key card before she let go. He scrambled to his feet and went a little way down the hall before turning back.

"You'll never get away with this Bad Wolf! The Commander will have your hide for it!" then he took to his heels and out of sight.

The Blonde women waked to the door, Martha guessed she was called Bad Wolf, or perhaps it was a military call sign. But she went to swipe the card but a hand on her arm stopped her. It was one of her men.

"You sure about this Ma'am, you haven't got a mask on, the Captain won't like it. And what Nova said about the Commander is right."

"Thanks for the concern, but the Commander doesn't scare me, and the Captain will understand." With a smile she swiped the card as the others pulled Martha back, and the Bad wolf disappeared into the blue smoke.

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The Doctor had been trying to open the door with the Sonic-Screwdriver as his respiratory bypass kicked in, but the door refused to budge. The blue gas made his skin tingle and his eyes burn as it swarmed around him. He felt was like it was trying to force itself down his throat, he gagged as he fell to his knees- as little a of the gas entered his lungs. It burned so much he nearly cried out, rolling onto his back-as the need to breath became all consuming.

"At least Martha is safe" He thought to himself. All he could now see was blue gas through the tears in his eyes, everything had become a blur. He felt consciousness leaving him, but just before he blacked out the blue gas swirled and parted. A blond haired woman was before him, he could not see her clearly, the tears in his eyes making her appear like a blur. She seemed to shake her head in exasperation before he felt her grip the back of his Jacket and suit. She began to drag him, she looked so familiar to him.

"Rose..?" he croaked out, before the blackness took him

TBC…..

KITG: Please R&R. see you in time :)