"Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose."

"EXTERMINATE!" cried the voice outside my window, and I shrunk down farther beneath it. The creature went off to terrorize some other victim, and I let out the breath I didn't know I'd been holding. I crept down the hall, sneaking into my sister's room.

"Thank God you're okay." She pulled me close to her.

"I'm fine, shh. They're still out there."

"What are they? I...They shot someone."

"Bridget, they're not going to hurt us. Calm down. They won't hurt us." I soothed her.

A door opened downstairs.

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"You ass!" I hissed at my idiot of a brother. "You could've gotten yourself killed!"

"Relax, Kay. Ninja, remember." I smacked him.

"Dammit, Sam! Get inside."

"No. I'm gonna fight."

"Haha, very funny, get your ass in here now!"

"No. They're taking people!"

"Sam! Do you realize what those things are? They're Daleks! Bloody Daleks!" I exclaimed.

"Daleks? Where'd you come up with that?" Bridget asked, trying to keep me from strangling our brother.

"I..." I stopped struggling. Where did I come up with that? "I don't know."

"That's probably not even what they're called. Come on, Sammy, get inside. " Bridget, ever the peace-maker. She tugged him inside and locked the door behind him.

After a few minutes of silence, I whispered, "They're gone. The Daleks are finally gone." A strange relief washed through my body. We were alive. We were alive!

"Stop calling them Da-"

"HUMANOID LIFEFORMS DETECTED. EXTERMINATE!" Crap.

"Come on, we gotta go." I tugged on their arms, slowly walking backwards.

"No. They're killing people, I can't just sit here!"

"SAM! Shut up, let's go!"

"I'm not leaving!"

"Sammy, they'll kill you. I don't want to lose you." I whispered.

"I'll be fine. Now go."

"EXTERMINATE!"

"Shit!" My brother glanced around the room, looking for a weapon.

"HUMANS! YOU ARE PRISONERS OF THE DALEKS."

"You wish!" Sam, you'd better not...

He threw a baseball at the Dalek, hitting it's eyestalk.

"EXTERMINATE!"

"No!"

"Sam!"

Then a burst of green light sent my brother to the ground, his blank eyes staring at the ceiling.

"THE HUMAN FEMALES WILL BE TAKEN TO THE CRUCIBLE." The Dalek turned, and I stayed close to Bridget.

We walked through empty streets, and my mind raced. The Crucible? That was their ship, but why were we going there? Was everyone else there? How many other people were hiding?

We stopped in front of another Dalek. I looked at the sky. Which ship was the Crucible? We were going to die, no doubt. These were Daleks, the terrifying pepper shakers from a long forgotten nightmare. There was no way we would come out of this alive.

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"Reality Bomb activating in 20 rells."

I stood in a crowd of people, Bridget clutching my arm. "It's alright." I failed to say confidently. My voice shook, but not from fear of the Reality Bomb. The Daleks...they killed my brother. They killed my neighbors. What were we to them, a couple of humans?

"I'm so sorry." A blonde woman said a few feet to my right.

"Bridget, grab her!" I exclaimed upon seeing the small device in the woman's hand. A Dimension Cannon! Brilliant, but humans shouldn't have that kind of technology. Not yet, anyway.

As the woman pressed the button, my sister's hand reached her. They disappeared, and I smiled. She was safe.

I looked to my left, and saw Bridget's face at a door. She pounded on the small window, tears slipping from her eyes. I gave her a shaky smile, and the people around me began to disintegrate. Well, that solved the mystery of the Reality Bomb. There were only a few of us left after a few seconds. I began to play with my necklace. The last one I saw disappear was a terrified woman. And then the Bomb started on me. I squeezed my hand shut, the engraving on the locket etching onto my hand.

I was being pulled into pieces, which were ripped into smaller pieces, then sewn back together again sloppily. That all happened in a split second, and then there was nothing left of the world.

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Bridget did as her sister said and grabbed onto the woman's arm. She blinked and the crowd of doomed people was gone.

"Who the hell is she?" said a guy to her right.

"I didn't mean to!" the woman who saved her life said, looking at Bridget curiously.

"Where are we?" Bridget questioned the rescue party. She turned and there was her sister. The crowd was visible through a small window. She pressed her face against it, praying that the last person left of her family would be safe. A tear fell from her eye as people began to disappear around her sibling, revealing a watery smile. Bridget pounded against the door, trying to get the door open so as to save her sister as her sister had saved her. A look of intense pain hit the last girl's face and she collapsed on the floor. Relief rushed in her veins, she was safe. She was still there, the last survivor of the Reality Bomb.

"THE HUMAN LIVES, DAVROS." a muffled mechanical voice came through the door.

"Take her to the vault." came the reply. And then she was gone.

"No! Dammit, no!" Bridget exclaimed, punching the metal door and holding her hand out of pain.

"Are you alright?" asked a brunette woman, her hand on Bridget's back.

"That was my sister." Bridget cried.

"What's your name?"

"Bridget. Bridget Panner."

"I'm Sarah Jane Smith." the brunette woman introduced herself.

"I'm Jackie, and this is Mickey." the blond stated.

"I have to find her."

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"Alexa, be careful with that lever!" explaimed the man running around, correcting people's mistakes. "Heather, you're doing fine."

"Really? Yeah!" A brunette girl grinned and punched the air, then quickly returned to her work.

"Alexa! What did I just say?"

"I am being careful, Professor!" Alexa was blonde. Very blonde. It looked bleached.

"Jessica will have to help you." The 'Professor' held his face in his hands.

"Yes, sir!" A short brunette switched spots with Heather.

"Thank you. Now, Cori, you've confused the temporal stabilizer with the hand brake." Cori blushed, her face matching her hair.

"Jill, help me out here," Cori whispered, facing me slightly.

"Marissa, please don't hit the time rotor. It won't help anything." Marissa, who had pitch black hair, glared at the console and cursed.

"Jill! Come on! Help me out!" Cori nudged my arm, trying to get my attention.

I sighed. "What did you do? You're gonna end up sending us to Clom or something." Cori made a face.

"I hate Clom."

"You should. Now, what in the name of sanity are you doing with the vector tracker?"

"That's the vector tracker? I thought it was the vortex control." She paled.

"Vector tracker. Can you handle it now?"

"Yeah. Thanks, Jill." Cori set about to fixing her mistakes.

"Jillian! Good work. Could you land us, now?"

"Yes, sir." I held down a purple button and reached for Cori's hand brake. With a muffled thud, we landed, and everything slowly evaporated.

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"-brought her here? What's she-"

"She's not ali-"

"-does it matter to-"

I groaned and opened my eyes.

"She's awake."

They knew I was there? I lifted my face off the ground, and the oh so lovely sight of Daleks welcomed me.

A/N: I really should be working on Out Of Order right now, or the oneshot (that may turn into a three/fourshot) that goes with it. But I'm not, because I don't really feel like it, but I'll start with that after I post this. So, I've just realized that our main character name has not yet been revealed, and our only hint is from our lovely (and "EXTERMINATE"d) Sam. And this is the longest story I've ever written, and I'm proud of all 1,751 words of it. :D

Also, I *really* need a Beta for this, so if you want it, feel free to volunteer.

-Cameron (HereComeTheDrums)