Chapter 2- Smiling Moon
Hello, Chapter 2 of DIS has finally appeared!
Thank you all for the 15 Reads it has had so far! It is really nice to have Reads! :)
Yeah, I know the 1st chapter was unorginal, but trying to get someone onto the TARDIS... that was hard. Rewrote it three times before I actually got it written...
So, we are finally on an alien planet! Smiling Moon, here we come! :D Rewrote the 1st 2 chapters and the summary. Thank you again Village-Mystic for the reviews! :D
"So, Smiling Moon is in the Anastasia Galaxy." The Doctor finally introduced the planet to Charlotte and Reid, "The home to the Azhans, a race of aliens which look like a mixture of humans and polar bears. Also, very good lie detectors. This planet is mostly famous for being one of the most medically advanced races in the Universe."
Reid looked up. Most medically advanced country? Could it be…?
"Doctor, do they have the cure for schizophrenia here?" Reid asked quietly, and only Charlotte could hear him.
"Why?" Charlotte asked kindly.
Reid sighed sadly, "My mom is schizophrenic, and when I was younger, all I wanted to do was cure her schizophrenia."
"They do have the cure here." The Doctor replied, "But, I don't recommend getting it for your mother, no matter how much you love her. After all, if she gets better, and everyone notices, then it would lead to all sorts of questions."
Reid nodded, understanding what the Doctor meant, but then Charlotte interrupted them, and "Can we please go and explore the planet?"
The Doctor nodded, and Charlotte ran on ahead, with the Doctor and Reid following behind her.
"Is she always like this?" Reid asked quickly.
"Pretty much. I met her on the streets of London about a month ago, in TARDIS time anyway. She was a street kid, who had no one else. After she helped me defeat a rogue Vespiform, I invited her onto the TARDIS. I just feel so lonely, I mean, this is my penultimate life. If I regenerate one more time, and then die, my race is just… gone. The Time Lords, all gone." The Doctor replied softly, stuffing his hands into his pockets.
"That must be horrible." Reid replied sadly, and he opened his mouth to say more, but then Charlotte ran up to them again.
"This planet looks awesome!" She grinned happily, "Honestly, it's epic!"
"Glad to hear that." The Doctor gave a weak smile.
Reid looked up to the sky, and gasped, "The planet has two suns! Doctor, exactly how far is this planet from the suns?"
"Around 300,000,000 kilometres away from the sun." The Doctor replied quietly, "Precisely in the right place to sustain life." Reid could sense a sense of sadness when the Doctor said the world life, and now knowing a bit more about the Doctor, Reid understood why.
Eventually, they reached the nearest city, and Reid marvelled at how futuristic it was, though he had to duck as a flying car drove towards him, and missed his head by inches.
"I would recommend being careful here." The Doctor warned Reid and Charlotte "Azhans are known for being really reckless drivers. Reid, do you have a phone on you?"
"Yes, I do. Why?" Spencer asked.
"Right, let me just edit your phone so that you can send and receive texts from anywhere." The Doctor replied promptly, opening the palm of his hand. Reid quickly gave the phone to the Doctor, and the Doctor promptly got out his sonic screwdriver, and started to edit the phone. A minute later, the Doctor handed Reid's phone back.
"Here it is. If you're in danger, call me immediately." The Doctor ordered seriously, "I don't want to lose you. I've lost companions before, and I don't want to have another life on my hands."
"Thank you." Reid replied warmly, before he walked down one of the streets, and didn't realise he was being followed until an Azhan stood in front of him.
The Azhan looked at Reid, before asking, "Sorry, are you human? Our kind don't have the best eyesight in the universe."
"Yes?" Reid queried, "Your civilisation looks extremely fascinating, and your love of healing others is something which should be appreciated. I came over here from Earth just to experience your culture."
"That's good to hear. Most people who come here come just for the advanced medicines, or worse, to turn some of our biological technology into viruses that can wipe out thousands and millions of life forms." The Azhan sighed, "Please to meet you anyhow, I am Aswan. And you are…?"
"Dr Spencer Reid and it's a pleasure to meet you." Reid replied, "Anyways, who makes these viruses? I would presume that they were terrorists with vendettas against other life forms that are not their own. Or it could be just some random Azhan who wants to kill other life forms for the fun of it. Or, maybe the life form doing this has a grudge against the Azhan culture, maybe because they would not cure the relative of said attacker…"
"You're right there, Dr Spencer Reid. It's our worst enemies, the Zylaks from Weeping Sun. They don't get on well with other races because 500 years ago, people tried to invade them, leading to one of the most bitter wars in their history."
"So, they're prejudice against other races because they feel like everyone in the universe tries to kill them?" Reid asked, and Aswan nodded, "Ok, the best course of action is to show that you don't want to invade them, that you want to be friends with them again."
Meanwhile, far away, Charlotte walked far away from both Reid and The Doctor, and quickly got out her phone, before checking the date. 17th March, 2654. She was in the 27th century.
She went back to her contacts, and dialled the Sage again.
"Hello Sage. Currently, I'm on the planet of Smiling Moon." Charlotte whispered when she heard Sage ask her name, "On the 17th March, 2654. What can you tell me about the planet?"
"Well, it's a medically advanced country. Around this time, a group of terrorists, known as the Solar Cult, from the planet of Weeping Sun, steal some of the Azhan's technology, and produce several viruses, in order to wipe out several species of Aliens, and then blame it on doctors in Smiling Moon." Sage lectured, "Now, be very careful. If you are wearing yellow and red, people will suspect you of being in the cult."
"I am wearing yellow and red." Charlotte replied.
Sage sighed heavily down the phone, "Spy, be very, very careful. I don't want you to…"
Just then, Charlotte's phone was snatched from her, and quickly smashed into little pieces. Then, Charlotte was pushed against the wall.
"You are under arrest for being in the Solar cult." An Azhan police officer yelled, "Is there anything you want to say?"
"I'm human!" Charlotte exclaimed in a panicked voice, "I'm human!"
The police officer ignored her, and whisked her into a flying police car.
A while later, Charlotte sat miserable in the cell, along with three other Zylaks (Well, she presumed anyways) who were talking amongst themselves about stuff to do with the Cult. Charlotte strained her ears to listen to the conversation.
"So, when is Beam going to get the virus?" The first Zylak asked.
"Soon. Ray has just finished making it." The second Zylak answered.
"This one's going to Earth, isn't it?" Zylak one inquired, causing Charlotte to gasp. The three Zylaks turned around, and looked at her.
"What is a human doing in our cell?" The 3rd Zylak pondered, "Unless the Azhans thought that she was one of us. Then we can let her suffer the punishment for our crimes."
The other Zylaks nodded, and remained silent. Then, the cell door opened, and one of the police officers dragged Charlotte out of the cell and into an interrogation room.
The Doctor, however, was in a hospital studying a dying victim of a brand new virus that was running rife across Smiling Moon. He had been called in after he watched the victim fall to the ground, clutching his throat all the way. When he had said that he was a Doctor, he was instantly dragged here.
The heartbeats stopped. The victim was dead. The Doctor was looking down a microscope, studying the new virus.
"This seems to me that the people who did this are very bad, but very clever. The virus is made up of your original medicine, and a particularly violent illness known as Alaymere Titonophene, which causes death through throat degeneration, which fits the method of death of the victim." The Doctor began, "The cure is a sap of the trees from the planet Cheem."
The Azhan nodded, and quickly ran to the communications room, desperate to ask the citizens of Cheem for help. The Doctor turned around to look at the TV wall, and gasped. The latest arrest of a Zylak 'terrorist' was a mistake. Charlotte was no terrorist.
He tried to dial Charlotte's number, but failed, before quickly dialling Reid.
"Hello? Doctor?" Reid asked curiously.
"Yes, I am at the Central Hospital, and I'm studying a virus that causes the throats of the sufferers to destroy themselves. Anyways, can you come here? Charlotte has been arrested, as she has been accused of…"
"Being a terrorist?" Reid asked, "Yeah, I was talking to an Azhan named Aswan, who mentioned the Zylaks? Yeah, they are the ones responsible for this. They were invaded over 500 years ago, and, as a result, hate most races."
The Doctor paused, "Right then, come to the hospital, bring Aswan with you, and then we'll go get Charlotte. I've a plan up my sleeve, and I need more people to help me."
"On it." Was all that Reid said, before the call ended, and the Doctor walked back to the Azhan doctors.
"The forest of Cheem have decided to help us!" One of the Azhan, a male named Ashywn, smiled, before hugging the Doctor, "Thank you!"
Charlotte, meanwhile, was not having such a good time in interrogation. Luckily for Charlotte though, an English speaking translator had been bought, to translate Charlotte's answers into English into her.
"You speak English. No Zylak speak English. Where you learn?" The interrogator growled, breathing alcohol flavoured breath onto Charlotte.
"I am not Zylak! I am human!" Charlotte yelled, and then she waited whilst the translator translated the answer for the interrogator.
"You lie. I smell it. You Zylak." The interrogator slammed his fist onto the desk, "Tell me truth now!"
"For the millionth time, I am not a Zylak; I am a human being from Earth." Charlotte replied crossly, "And I would never get involved in acts that would harm or kill others."
"You LIE AGAIN! Lock scum up throw away key." The interrogator yelled.
"She's part of my group." The Doctor walked into the room, and looked the interrogator in the eye, "And, I would never, ever, try to harm another benevolent race. I am the Doctor, the last of the Time Lords, and Charlotte is…"
"Liar." The interrogator replied, shooting the allegation into the air. Reid noticed that Charlotte flinched when the word was used.
"I smell liquor on your breath. Could it be that the alcohol is making your abilities of lie detecting worse?" Reid asked.
"Yeah." The interrogator admitted, "Though, she still Zylak."
The Doctor sighed, "She is very human."
"Fine. Let her go." The interrogator gave up, and Charlotte ran straight into the Doctor's arms.
"Thank you there. Thank you for protecting me." Charlotte smiled happily, "Now, what are we going to do now? I recommend stopping the Solar Cult."
"That's the proper name for the terrorist's right?" Reid asked, and Charlotte nodded, "Where are they sending the virus going next?"
"Earth." Charlotte replied.
"Ok then. The result that would lead to the most amount of lives saved is if we go and stop this invasion of Weeping Sun from occurring. That means we need to go back to the year 2145, get onto the enemy ships, and stop them from getting to Weeping Sun. If we can do this, I presume that the Zylaks will not have grudges against the outside planets and galaxies for invading them, which in turn will stop the Solar cult from rising and stop the terroism from occuring."
Five minutes later, the three of them had got into the TARDIS, and were quickly piloting their way to the enemy ships that had invaded Weeping Sun.
