Chapter 1: The Empty Space
The Doctor stood up slowly, opening his eyes. His head felt like someone had hit it with a mallet. He looked around but all he could see was white, empty space. He knew exactly where he was.
"Trickster!" he yelled out.
There was no reply.
"Trickster! I know you're out there! Show yourself!" he yelled again.
Suddenly, the black-robed figure of the Trickster materialised, smiling at the Doctor with his two rows of sharp, pointy teeth.
"Hello, Doctor. I hope your arrival wasn't too...tiresome."
"Trickster, what have you done? And where's the TARDIS?"
"Your time-travel device is safe in a different part of this universe. And I brought you here because you were close to death and I had that power. Don't you remember?"
The Doctor froze, recalling the events that had recently happened...
The Doctor stood in the TARDIS, sighing at his most recent triumph. He had just helped overthrow the corrupt goverment of Treden, with the help of some colonists. He flicked a switch on the TARDIS and suddenly, electricity shot up his whole arm, killing him almost instantly. As he faded away, he heard one last voice echoing in his head.
"Good, now we can begin..."
"I didn't ask to live, Trickster! You couldn't have done that!"
"You didn't need to. I used the power of your TARDIS against you to get what I want!"
The Doctor sighed, realising this was a very bad situation.
"What do you want, then? You never do something without getting something out of it yourself."
The Trickster began to pace up and down, his smile widening.
"Your companion, Sarah Jane Smith. You are aware that I have a vendetta against her?"
"Of course but how is that relevant?"
"I have tried time and time again to destroy her without success. Then I realised the one thing that she could not resist. You. If I used you to get to her, then she would be mine to control. That's why I had one of my agents on Treden implant your TARDIS wth a malfuction device that would activate when you tried to fly away. It worked and here you are."
"How do you plan to do this then because I just won't willingly do your bidding."
"I know that. And that is why, I have this."
The Trickster held up a small device, shaped like a pin, that was glowing a reddish colour. It was a mind-control device.
"Trickster! Dont you dare!"
"When you wake up, you will do as I ask. Don't worry. it will be quite painless."
The Trickster began to dissapear as the Doctor's vision was enveloped in white. All he could manage before being taken over was a cry of, "Saraaah!"
