Doctor Who: The Doctors' Victory: A Nine, Ten and Eleventh Doctor Adventure

By: Christian L. Gossett

DISCLAIMER

* I do not own any of the characters or objects used in the story. All of these things are trademarked by the BBC.*

PROLOGUE

Amelia Pond, age 24, runs through the boggy marsh bank of a river bank somewhere in East Cardiff. Her panting is attracting her chasers, but she is just trying to escape. Where in the bloody hell is Rory, she thought to herself, wondering why her husband is not saving her. She then remembered that she was randomly pulled from the Tardis after it was rocking uncontrollably. She also thought that maybe her daughter, River Song (AKA Melody Pond) could somehow swoop in and save the day.

While she was busying thinking of them, Amelia's right foot ran into a log, causing her to fall into the wet, boggy mud. She felt like a pig because she was rolling around in the mud, struggling to get up. When she finally did, she felt the hand of one of her attackers on the back of her neck. "You'll come with us," a deep voice ordered.

"Hands off, bucko," Amelia yelled. She then started kicking rapidly in the air, trying to stop her attackers from taking her, but she was soon stunned when one of the other attacker's tased her in the legs. The electricity made her legs weak and for some reason, making her sleepy.

Rose Tyler stands Bad Wolf Bay in the alternate dimension. She is holding hands with the duplicate Tenth Doctor, who is wearing the same blue suit he wore when he arrived. Rose wears a dark purple leather windcheater with a purple shirt underneath, black pants, black running shoes and golden hoop earrings, the same outfit she wore when she was returned to the parallel dimension after helping the Doctor save the universe from Davros. "Isn't it just wonderful," the duplicated Tenth commented. "The sunset over the bay?"

"It is," she responded and kissed him on the cheek. "I think it would be even prettier in the real world."

He turned to her and placed his hands on her shoulders. "It's alright, Rose," he said, trying to sooth her. "If it wasn't for your dad, swooping in to save you, you would've gone right where the Daleks were going! That's worse than here!"

"I guess you're right."

"Hey, I'm the Doctor!"

She smiled and the two of them gave each other kisses. A split second later, Rose then felt a hand on her shoulder. When she twirled around, no one was there. "Did you happen to tap me," she asked her 'Doctor'.

"No. Why?"

"I must've been feeling things." She then twirled back around, but saw that she was on a ship. "Doctor? Doctor, where are you?"

"We've have acquired the subject," someone mumbled, but Rose couldn't see because her vision was blurred.

"Is it her," another voice boomed. "Is it Rose Tyler?"

"Yes, commander."

"Excellent! Take her down to the holding cell with the one with the red hair! We'll decide what to do with them later!"

Just as her vision came back, she was being carried away. "Who are you," she screamed. "Where am I? Where is the Doctor?!"

UNIT officer Martha Smith-Jones stands in her facility, standing beside her newly-wedded husband, Mickey Smith. The two of them are walking down a hallway that leads to the office of Colonel Mace, the man who governed this division of UNIT. Mickey stepped in front of his wife, staring her in the eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this," he questioned. "Even if we are able to do this, do you really want to take a rocket to Raxacoricofallapatorious and wipe out the whole Slitheen family?"

His wife sighed in anger and frustration. "I've told you this a ton of times, Mickey! After the attacks on Downing Street, the Slitheen have revenge coming at them!" She tried to walk by him through a little crack, but he soon blocked it. "Are you sure about this, Martha?"

"Mickey! If you do not move, I'm calling for a divorce!"

He then immediately stepped out of Martha's way, not wanting to end their marriage because of his stupid shenanigans. He stood outside for not even a second when he heard Martha's gasp. He twirled around and bolted into the colonel's office to see a sight he thought he would never see.

He saw Colonel Mace, sitting in his chair like normal. But when he looked closer, he saw that he was dead. "Call the mercenaries," Martha ordered. "I want them to lock down the facility, making sure that no one steps a foot out!"

He nodded and turned on his microphone that he could talk to everyone with. "Attention all mercenaries, attention all mercenaries," he announced into the tiny device. "Please initiate Code F-23. Repeat, initiate Code F-23. Do not let anyone step foot outside of the facility!" The colonel's office then flashed a white light that blinded him. When he turned around, he saw that Martha was gone.

Someone took his wife. "Martha? Martha, where are you? Martha!"

The light soon flashed again, blinding Mickey.

"Mickey, this is Private Ryan Beddington," one of the mercenaries said into his device. "Is everything alright?"

There was nothing.

Private Beddington then remembered that Mickey and Martha were going to meet with the colonel. He then rushed down to the colonel's office. He passed the cafeteria, the garage, the control room and UNIT officers guarding each door. When he reached the hallway, he bolted down the hallway. "Mickey," he yelled, his voice echoing. "Martha? It's Private Ryan Beddington. Is everything alright in there?"

There was no response.

Private Beddington aimed his G36 at the colonel's office and started to stealthily walk down the hallway. When he entered, he saw the colonel sitting dead in his chair. "Oh my God," Private Beddington said to himself. "Mickey and Martha killed Colonel Mace!" He then switched on his microphone. "Attention, search for UNIT officers Mickey Smith and Martha Smith. Repeat, search for UNIT officers Mickey Smith and Martha Smith." He then shut off the microphone, staring in absolute shock at the colonel's body. "Don't worry, colonel. We'll find the Smith's and we'll promise that we'll shoot them on sight!"