When all goes wrong:
He let out an involuntary squeak when they basically threw him in the back of one of the black SUV that were standing outside torchwood I. he could nearly smell the weird looks that he got from a few of the soldiers that got with him in the back of the van. Security he presumed, as if he could get away in a state like this. The van started moving. everything was shaking and all the soldiers gear were rattling, Something that didn't help lessening the tension. After what seemed like an eternity trying, he managed to finally twitch one of his fingers. Later he could feel his legs again. Over the course of what felt like another eternity but actually was half an hour, his body started working again and he started subtly taking in his surroundings, not that he could see much in the dark. From his position against the front wall of the van he could see four soldiers, sitting in little seats positioned against the right and left walls of the van. They were armed to the teeth and looked a bit like the soldiers from UNIT these days, however. They were absolutely not UNIT, if they were, things would've been a lot easier.
The van stopped. "Ok, now or never!" he thought to himself. The doors opened and a blinding light penetrated his vision. Squinting lightly he was hauled to his still wobbly legs and carried out of the van. His eyes got used to the sudden change of light. He took in his surroundings and to his annoyance he realized he wasn't outside but somewhere that looked like a delivery station. They must've driven him directly inside so he wouldn't be able to see where he was. The whole room was absolutely crowded with soldiers, armed to the teeth, and there she was again, that woman from Torchwood I. she was standing between two soldiers, both guns at the ready in case he tried anything. "Oh well, maybe another time" he thought.
"ah there you are sweetheart! Had a comfortable transport? I do hope so…"
The Doctor blinked, he'd expected that she would have dropped the nice lady act by now, but no, she was still keeping it up. Maybe she was trying to give him a false sense of safety? God knows what that woman was cooking up for him in that brain of hers.
He continued to stare at her, slowly raising an eyebrow.
"oh, no don't be like that! I was just gonna show you around, but… I guess doctor Hooper will have to do the job" she said. At that moment the young doctor from earlier walked up behind the woman, she shared a looked with her superior, and gave The Doctors guards a signal to take him with them to god knows where. They started pulling him along. "I can walk myself, thank you very much!" he grated, frustrated at being dragged about all the time, like he couldn't walk for himself. he was gonna stand with a straight back, no matter how hard it was gonna get. They walked into a corridor, his guards sharing a look and letting him walk on his own. Doctor Hooper was walking a few meters ahead of them, The Doctor knew why. She was absolutely horrified because of him being an alien.
They reached the end of the corridor and stopped before a lift. She took out her id card and swept it down a card reader to activate the lift. All this time The Doctor had stayed silent, he was trying to memorize the way they went and trying to devise a plan for a potential escape.
So, he needed an id card to activate lifts, but maybe there were stairs too? He didn't have his sonic and soon he probably… hang on a minute, he DID have his sonic… they never took it, If he could keep it from them he would be out of here in no time. They probably wouldn't let him keep his clothes so he had to hide it somewhere fast. Luckily he didn't have his key it still was in his coat that probably got sucked inside the void… and so was his sonic… damn it! cancel that idea. He had to think of something else. He had no sonic, no key to his Tardis, no nothing. If he could get to the Tardis she would probably let him in, but where was she? On the positive side the people from torchwood wouldn't be able to steal it from him… that was something.
He got pulled away from his thought trail by a bell sound, indicating the elevator had arrived. One of the guards gave him a shove in his back and The Doctor stumbled into the lift. It was roomie so they didn't have to get intimate, which would be awkward when he would be getting close with the people who wanted him behind bars and maybe even dead… He hadn't thought about that yet, they could get all the biological info they needed from him and then kill him. He hoped not.
Ones again the young doctor stood as far as she could from him and his guards.
She pressed a few buttons and the lift started to descend. He looked at his guards, for the first time getting the chance to also have look at dr M. Hooper: she had had long brown hair and was fidgeting with her lab coat.
He cleared his throat: " you know, I'm not gonna eat you guys or something…"
She looked like she could jump out of her skin and run of shouting bloody murder, she looked absolutely horrified. Like she was surprised he could communicate in an intelligent way.
"Shut it!" one of the guards hissed, hitting him on the head with the butt of his gun.
"Yeah, sure lets hit the person with all the info about getting to what I assume is your ultimate goal of getting inside MY Tardis, In the head! One word of advice for your thick skulls, you don't wanna do that…" this acquired him another hit, this time in his back, making him bite his tongue not to grunt in pain. He had penetrated through their thick skull and made it clear that it wasn't smart to hit him in the head but he had other body parts, and they were Gallifreyan but not made of metal.
The lift came to a halt and the doors opened. His eyes almost bulged out of his sockets, it looked like they had devoted an entire army to him. Soldiers and guards were patrolling the entire floor, communicating through earpieces, armed to the teeth. His little squad took a left down a corridor and stopped before a metal door with a glass window. Dr. Cooper flashed her ID card to the guards standing at the door and they were let through. The Doctors heart skipped a beat when he saw what room he had just been brought into: a lab. -"Take of your clothes"
He coughed. "I am sorry?" he turned his head to look at dr. Hooper. "Can I please at least keep some dignity?!" He said huffily. -"You can keep on your pants…"
"Well that's something" he huffed…
"So, you come here a lot?" The doctor said conversationally to a doctor scanning him with stolen alien tech.
-"Don't talk to me."
-"Oh ok jeez…"
After just about five seconds his brain had created about a thousand questions and he couldn't bear the pressure anymore.
"that woman, I actually don't know her name, is she the leader of this erm…institute?"
the young doctor nodded at one of the guards stationed at the door. He marched over to The Doctor, grabbing by his wrist and dragging him over to a table with leader straps.
-"Hey, hey! you're just gonna ignore me?!"
-"lie down."
-"Or else?"
This earned him a sharp shove in the back, making him topple over, only just about catching himself with his hands.
"Ok, ok, ok." He had to be careful, these people obviously hated him for some reason, one wrong move and he could end up on the dissection table and then it was goodbye and see you later brown hair and good looks.
He stood up, glaring at the guard who shoved him. he lay down on the metal table, his skin crawling at contact with the cold surface. His wrists got cuffed to both side rails. He swallowed, now what? Another person, presumably an assistant, came in to the room with a clipboard. Oh great! Sample time.
They started with drawing blood. Shoving the needle harder than necessary into his arm. He caught their surprised look at the sight of the slight color difference and snorted internally, if they knew any better they would let his blood be, if any alien species knew humans had 'acquired' him the law of the shadow proclamation protecting level five planets would not stop them. Why did he even bother saving this planet? The universe even?
"Doctor?"
-"Yes, Rose?"
-"Why do you put up with us?"
-"What d'you mean 'put up'?" making air quotes.
-"Well you've saved earth a million times and nobody ever thanks you, and if they want to you're gone before they get the chance…why?"
-"I try to see the good in humanity and if they don't today maybe tomorrow they will become better and save themselves, until then I'm just helping along… beside I owe planet earth."
-"How could you owe earth?"
-"She kept you save until I met you." he nearly whispered.
She started blushing . –"Bet you say that to all the girls." She said cheekily.
"As a matter of fact! Rose Tyler, I don't! Thank you very much!"
She started laughing at his fake hurt expression, soon they were both laughing out loud on the pilot chair.
-"and Doctor? When did you get so romantic?"
-"Rose I'm the best of the best if you're looking for a romantic boyfr—Rassilon that feels weird to say."
-"Love you Doctor."
-"Quite right too, Rose."
The assistant had started writing everything down the second they started and was still busy making the report of the unexpected color. They turned on the nearly spotlight above his head, screwing up his face lightly because of the bright light right above him, he closed his eyes and tried to relax. This turned out harder than he would have thought, with two scientist swarming him and another watching him, she would have noticed if he all but twitched. He lay there, trying to think while the doctors were linking him up to some machinery he hadn't bothered looking at when he walked in… he should've paid more attention, at least he would've know what they were doing. Oh well.
a new person stepped inside, another apparent doctor, this one looking more stern and less scared. great, another to come and torture his sole.
He felt a plastic pad being stuck to each of his hearts, a quite rapid beeping of his own dual heart beat filled the room.
Quiet conversations flew through the room, only able to pick up shards he concentrated on his hearing.
-"How are the results?"
-"He's got an internal heat of 16 degrees internally, extra vital body parts like extra liver and kidneys, also of course the respiratory bypass system, inactive at the moment though. Two hearts with a bpm of 170…. The list goes on."
-"Take a tissue sample and also see if this is normal…"
-"Yes ma'am."
At this point he was just getting annoyed. -"You know I'm laying right here…" he said thoroughly annoyed.
-"Hold your mouth! Can somebody please make him shut up?" One of the scientists in the room, presumably an assistant sprang into action, obviously sensing her superiors agitation . She walked over to him and linked a gas cannister up to a cable that was in turn connected to an oxygen mask.
The Doctor opened his eyes just in time to see through the blinding light from the light above him that was shining him squarely in the face, the assistant blooming over him with the mask, inconveniently aimed at his face. He moved his head, but the restraints made sure he couldn't get far.
"This'll keep it under as long as we need it too." he heard them say between them.
Fighting the heavy darkness he set his jaw underneath the mask and felt gas, sadly not oxygen being pumped in his lungs.
He had something for that, simply activating his respiratory bypass system.
"Ma'am I don't thinks it's working…"
"Oh, I got something for that" the other more stern, and less scared looking doctor said.
She beckoned one of the remaining guards, he swiftly walked over. After receiving his orders, which the doctor couldn't distinguish over the pumping sound of the sedative still being pumped into the mask. He smiled slightly to himself, if only they knew this wasn't actually affecting him.
The guard walked over and stood beside the table looking down at him. to the Doctors surprise he raised a fist and slammed it down right where his respiratory system was located. With a quiet 'oof' his remaining air left his lungs and he had to breath to take new air in, which now was sedative.
He felt it immediately taking affect over his body and he was gone in a matter of seconds.
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WHY?
Well, school, broken time machine, homework…. School just whooped my ass… it literally came out of nowhere and there it was demanding good grades and assignments it's really totally mayhem at the moment.
