In the universe there are very few places that are one hundred percent inpenetrable. Very few indeed. However there is one room, forgotten by its creator through time that was planned to be completely unreachable and impenetrable by any sentient being of the universe. Unfourtanately they never did completely planned for a man named the Doctor, who falls into situations just like this. The 13th Doctor and Clara Oswald, a mismatched pair at best, happen to literally trip into all sorts of trouble,and this story here, is just more proof to add to the ever so long resume they they already have.
The Doctor and Clara both stood in the console room as the TARDIS spun through space and time. The Doctor was eating an apple,while going over some old text books for fun. Clara on the other hand was listening to her favorite band, on the timelord hacked mp3 player, which heald every song ever written and produced in the world on it. The Doctor dosent do anything halfway. Clara looks up from her mp3 player after the song is over. She gazes at the Doctor, at his new face, new look,new clothes, and just all around new demeanor. He walked,talked, and even ate differently. "My Doctor wouldve never ate an apple like that?' The thought passes through her head. She then remembers that, that is her Doctor. Just a different body. He catches her gazing at him.
"Oi...what are you staring at me for...something wrong with my hair?" The Doctor sort of teases his ash gray hair.
"No no, its fine..." Clara chuckles..."Just, ...a hundred miles away I suppose."
"Well you better start heading back this way, we will be arriving for our much deserved holiday very soon." The Doctor Smiles from ear to ear.
"Oh I cannot wait to see 1947 California. Y'know i have always wanted to go there." Clara stands up in excitement as she as well grins about the upcoming holiday.
"Oh really, yes I have been there a few times. Married Marilyn Monroe once in California." The Doctor puts his book down and begins to fiddle with the controls on the console.
"YOU DID WHAT?" Clara shouts.
"Married Marilyn Monroe...are you having problems hearing Clara?" The Doctor responds in a very condescending tone.
"You just say that like its an every day occurence." Clara, with her hands on her hips, says.
"Yes well...it was a nice wedding I suppose. Ive also married...Wait a minute?"
The Doctor looks down at the center piece of the console. It has stopped moving, which means they have landed. However the coordinates on the scanner are not California, not even Earth at all.
"We have landed Clara..." The Doctors voice is grave and deep.
"Ok well...i suppose im going to go and cha-"
"Not in California...not even in your solar system Clara."
Well Doctor...Where are we then?" She Walks over to his side of the console and lookd down at the planet on the scanner.
"Skaro..."
The TARDIS's heart sinks as well as its occupants. Claras eyes go wide as she looks back at the Doctor, and his at her.
"Skaro...like Dalek home Skaro...like we are probably surrounded from every angle by screaming tin death machines?!" A Hysterical Clara replies..."THAT SKARO!"
"Yes Clara, im afraid so. However im not sure were surrounded. The readings say were very close to the planets core, somehow we phased through the planet and landed inside a room of some sorts.
"So were not surrounded then?" Clara looks at the Doctor with intent
"I believe i just said im not sure. We will find out when we walk out the door Clara. You really need to get your hearing checked!" The Doctor replies as he heads for the door. Clara scowls at him, however begins to shuffle for the door as well.
The Doctor creaks the door open very slowly with his sonic screwdiver already engaged in a scan. Looking for signs of life, and any thing other that could be a threat. He takes a step out, and the scan comes back negative, for any sign what so ever. So then he finally walks non chalantly out into the all white, empty room, with nothing but the TARDIS and a pedestal in the center of it.
"I just Dont undertand why SHE brought us here! Everytime we get close to having a holiday, old unreliable here, puts us in a junk heap!" Clara comes out of the TARDIS complaining.
"Hey... Dont you speak at her that way!" Shouts The Doctor. "She is very sensitive..." He walks over and rubs the door before looking back at Clara with an awkward silence to follow.
"SO...where are we exactly then?" Clara breaks the silence.
"Well...uh...Skaro, seems to be the place. However the screwdriver is saying this room is disconnected from the rest of the planet. Like theres no way in or out except for tran..s...port..." The Doctor sort of trails off as he begins to look around the room. His eyes grow wide and his hearts beat ever so quickly. He then turns back to the TARDIS and quickly jumps back inside. Clara, a bit confused now, follows.
"Doctor-"
"Shutup!" The Doctor yells back.
"But Doc-"
"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shhhhhhh." The Doctor puts his finger to his mouth very intently. He then looks at the scanners and different instruments so that he can confirm that they are on Skaro.
"Clara, i have heard of this place in whispers, through cracks in walls, through the occasional soothesayer, and...I never did believe it actually exsisted. Never believed that this place could be real. However, it is...it is and it may be the most dangerous place in the entirety of time and space, at least when im in the area." The Doctor now looks back at Clara, with the gravest of faces.
"How Doctor, its an empty room out there, nothing in it but us and some old pedestal?" Clara retorts, now being able to speak freely.
"Yes Clara, an empty room indeed. One moderately sized empty room, except for that pedestalin the center. Which holds a button...a button that has the gravest of consequences if pushed Clara. A button that would completely destroy every fiber of morality i stand here today for...and, i want to push it Clara...i want to push it very badly." The Doctor explains.
"What does it do Doctor?" Clara quickly asks.
" Years and years and YEARS ago Clara, when Davros created the Daleks, he created this room, as the legend may have it, as a fail safe. On the chance his "god like" creations, his words, ever turned on him he would come here, press this button so to speak, and it would send a signal to every Dalek in the universe, frying there circuits, and ultimately killing them...every solitary one...dead Clara."
Clara looks at the button, and then back at him.
"Well Doctor...i think maybe we should just leave, and go about our buisness."
"This isnt a decision i am willing to make alone, i need the imput if myself Clara. However i do appreciate your imput here as well." The Doctor runs around the console, looking through different cabinets and such. Clara ,a tiny bit confused at this point, just sort of watches.
"Yes yes, i know that look Clara, your obviously confused..."
Clara frowns.
"Its ok, we wouldnt want that cranium of yours to over heat. This is what im doing, im about to call a few of ME to come here, and discuss this situation. I feel this is to big a decision for just me to make alone." The Doctor condescendingly explains.
"Right... well what-" Clara is interrupted.
"I am programming the TARDIS to temporarily freeze this moment in time. It will stabilize the dozen of Paradoxes I am about to create. However there is one downside. When I do this, the only people who will be able to avoid being frozen in the moment, are creatures with Time Lord DNA." The Doctor is putting some calculations into his computer and pushing alot of buttons as well. He looks up at Clara attempting to avoid her glare.
"So im going to have to be frozen...here in time until you finish Dilly dallying with yourselves is that right?"
"Well when you put it like that is sounds raunchy!" The Doctor Chuckles. He then walks over to the other side of the console to prepare the final switches.
"Well if you think im just going to sit here, while you have all of the fun, and make some huge decision that could effect the entirety of the universe from this moment on, then you have another thing coming." Clara folds her arm in pure sassyness.
"Clara..." The Doctor pipes up.
"Yes Doctor?"
"Shut Up." The Doctor replies as he pulls both switches and the TARDIS sparks. It rumbes for a moment then stops. She stands there, staring at him, frozen in time. He chuckles at her sassyness. However he does have things to do. He quickly grabs a spray bottle filled with some sort of liquid, and bolts out the door of the TARDIS.