Chapter 2—Mistaken Identity

(A/N: I really appreciate all of the positive feedback I've gotten from my first chapter. Thanks to all of you who have left a review or set an alert for this story, you know who you are. With out any further ado, here is the next chapter.)

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Captain's Log, Supplemental: After their one hour time limit expired, Commander Chakotay and Lt. Commander Tuvok were unable to find any other survivors from the derelict belonging to the alien that identified itself as a "Dalek." However they were able to collect additional data on its ship. Ensign. Paris was able to treat Lt. Torres and Seven of Nine with no complications and is now assisting the Doctor in treating the Dalek survivor…

"This is incredible!" the Doctor said to Tom.

"I'll say. He looks like something from my 'Captain Proton' program," Tom replied, scanning the Dalek who lost consciousness soon after transport.

"Well despite its 'primitive' appearance, it is a very sophisticated piece of medical equipment. My scans indicate it performs all of the necessary bodily functions for the lifeform inside. Respiration, digestion, cardiovascular, it's all there. Even more amazing is that its power source can provide it all the nutrients and atmosphere that the Dalek would ever need. It could survive indefinitely in virtually any environment, even the vacuum of space," the Doctor replied, "but I can't scan the lifeform inside the shell."

"Well it's a good thing I'm here," B'Elanna said, choosing to remain along with Tuvok and Chakotay to observe the Doctor's paitent. As a precaution, Tuvok also called four of his security guards and posted them at the entrance of sickbay. Meanwhile, Seven was taking the data the away team collected back to engineering to run a preliminary analysis.

"What all of you fail to point out is that this piece of 'medical equipment' is also armed. A lifeform that believes it is always necessary to be armed may prove to be a threat," Tuvok pointed out.

"A weapon that the transporter successfully deactivated," the Doctor said, "we can't treat the Dalek until we actually can get at it. I may be holographic and can selectively alter myself to pass through solid objects, but my equipment doesn't have that ability. Please try to get it open, Lieutenant," he asked B'Elanna.

"No problem. I should be able to. Before I expose it to our environment though, would it survive in our conditions?"

"It should. The respirator is producing an atmosphere similar to ours," the Doctor replied.

"Okay. I'm opening it up then," B'Elanna tensed as she opened the outer casing with her tools. The dome raised and the middle portion split open to reveal a strange lifeform. It's "skin," if it truly was skin, was a sickly shade of green. It didn't appear to have a skeletal system. The Dalek's brain was exposed and separated from the rest of its body by a small patch of flesh. Its body consisted only of a single eye, which was closed, and tentacles for appendages. The controls for the machine were all in reach. It appeared to be breathing slowly.

"This gets even more interesting," the Doctor said, activating his tricorder, "according to my scans this lifeform or its ancestor has been through some intense genetic manipulation."

"Can you tell what it was originally supposed to look like?" Chakotay asked.

"A moment, Commander, I was barely able to detect the genetic manipulation as it is. Whoever did it was a genius. This lifeform can process gases poisonous to most humanoid life. Its digestive system can also handle highly irradiated food and poisonous water."

"It sounds like it was engineered to live in a war zone," Tom commented.

"I think you're right, Mr. Paris," the Doctor replied, "but I think I should take back that 'genius' comment I made earlier. There's barely any original DNA fragments left but just enough to detect…the Dalek, hundreds of generations ago, was once humanoid!"

"Are you sure Doctor, it doesn't look even close to humanoid," B'Elanna said. Then the Dalek's eye opened and its breathing intensified.

"DOCTOR!!" the Dalek shouted, then Chakotay slapped his commbadge.

"Chakotay to bridge, the Dalek is conscious," Chakotay reported.

"Acknowledged. I'm on my way," Janeway said, then turned to the ops station, "Mr. Kim, you have the bridge," she ordered, then headed for the turbolift.

"Where is the Doctor?!" The Dalek demanded.

"I'm right here. You're going to be okay as soon as I treat you," the Doctor said. The Dalek's eyepiece turned on him.

"You are an enemy of the Daleks! You will be exterminated!" The Dalek rushed towards the Doctor, "Exterminate! Exterminate! EXTERMINATE!!" The Dalek pointed his weapon at the Doctor but nothing happened. "My weapon is malfunctioning!"

"Calm down please! No one here wants to harm you," the Doctor replied, "I am not your enemy. I'm trying to help you. I'm a doctor."

"A doctor? Or the Doctor?"

"I have no other name, but I don't see what that has to do with it."

"Lies! You wish to destroy me! You will be exterminated!" the Dalek extended its tool, which appeared to be a suction cap and stuck it into the Doctor, but it simply passed through him. Tuvok and his guards drew their phasers at the Dalek and set them to stun.

"What trickery is this?! The Doctor is flesh and blood!" the Dalek said, confused.

"Stand down. Now," Tuvok ordered, pointing his phaser at it. "We mean you no harm but we will defend ourselves if necessary."

"It's clear you have me mistaken for someone else," the Doctor said, "I assure you, I have always been a hologram." Just then the sickbay doors opened and Captain Janeway entered as the Dalek backed off.

"What's going on here? I heard shouting," Janeway demanded.

"Apparantly a case of mistaken identity. The Dalek believed our Doctor to be his mortal enemy," Tuvok replied, his phaser lowered but still in his hand.

"I am Captain Kathryn Janeway of the Federation Starship Voyager. We came in response to your distress call and rescued you. We are not your enemies and neither is our Doctor. Will you allow him to treat you?" The Dalek looked around sickbay.

"Your medical facilities are adequate. He may proceed," the Dalek replied. The Doctor continued running tricorder scans to determine the best course of treatment as Janeway and the others attempted to get to know their guest better.

"We would like to ask you a couple of questions," Janeway began, "For starters, what do we call you?"

"Dalek."

"I thought that was the name of your species," Chakotay said.

"It is."

"Don't you have a name," B'Elanna asked.

"Daleks have no need for names. We are soilders, nothing more."

"Can you elaborate further? Why did you react to the Doctor with hostility?" Tuvok asked.

"The Daleks are at war against a race of tyrants. One of the most dangerous is only known as 'The Doctor,'" the Dalek replied.

"Have you seen this 'Doctor' before? Does he resemble ours?" Janeway asked.

"Your Doctor's appearance is irrelevant. The Doctor that is our enemy has changed his appearance many times before. It is one of his and the rest of his dangerous race's many abilities."

"Who are they?" Janeway continued.

"They call themselves 'Time Lords' and are as arrogant as the name suggests. They believe themselves to be masters of time and space. They travel throughout all of history altering it as they see fit. Entire civilizations have fallen due to their interference. The Dalek civilization is their next target and they will not rest until we are all exterminated!"

"They're trying to commit genocide?" Janeway asked in shock.

"Correct. It is because we too possess the capability of time travel and are capable of stopping them, but with great difficulty. Many Daleks have been exterminated at their hands yet the Time Lords have the ability to cheat death itself. At their time of death they simply create new bodies for themselves, making them almost immortal. They believe themselves to be the supreme power in the universe! They believe themselves to be gods! The one called 'The Doctor' is the most dangerous of all of them. He is a radical, even by Time Lord standards. He has single-handedly altered the destiny of countless worlds and caused the destruction of Skaro, the Dalek homeworld. Despite that, the Daleks live and continue the fight. Return me to my ship. I must return to battle. To assist my comrades," the Dalek said.

"I'm sorry, your ship was heavily damaged. We will try to repair it if you want," Janeway offered.

"Are there any other Daleks aboard?"

"I'm sorry. We could find no other survivors," Janeway replied solemnly.

"One Dalek is insufficient to operate that ship."

"How else can we help you?" Chakotay asked.

"Provide me with a ship. Take me to the time and place of battle."

"We don't have the capability for time travel, though your own capability answered a few of my questions," Tuvok said.

"I'm sorry, but if you really are from a distant time, we won't be able to help you," Janeway said. Then she turned to the Doctor. "How is the Dalek, can we treat him?"

"I just finished my scans. He should respond well to conventional treatments, that is if my sickbay would be clear enough for me to work that is. B'Elanna I may need your help so I'll ask you to stay. I can spare Paris though."

"Understood Doctor," Janeway smiled, "Let's leave him to his work." Janeway, Chakotay, Tom, and Tuvok left sickbay with two of his guards, leaving the other two to keep an eye on the Dalek. Just then Janeway's commbadge beeped.

"Bridge to the captain," Harry called out.

"Janeway here. Go ahead, ensign."

"Captain, there appears to be a chroniton field forming in the shuttlebay."

"Is it coming from the Dalek ship?"

"No ma'am, this one is…impossibly stable. I can't explain what it is or where it came from."

"Acknowledged. We'll investigate it. Janeway out." As Janeway, Chakotay, Tom, Tuvok, and his guards entered the shuttlebay, a pulsing screech filled the air and a blue box with a bright light blinking in synch with the screech phased in and out also in synch with the screech. When it finally materialized, the words "Police Public Call Box" were clearly written on the top of the side of the box.

"Well I didn't see this coming," Tom remarked.

"Do you recognize it Mr. Paris?" Janeway asked.

"It looks like a 20th century phone booth. It's a bit larger than what I thought they were though."

"Phone booth?" Tuvok asked.

"They were the public communications terminals of the day," Tom explained.

"But what's it doing in our shuttlebay?" Chakotay asked. Just then the doors to the box opened and a man wearing a dark brown suit with a light brown jacket on top emerged but was looking inside the box.

"Great planet, Risa. Best vacation spot in the galaxy," the stranger began, speaking with a British accent, "Think of it as Cancun, Mexico on a planetary scale. You'll love it, Rose." There was a small giggle coming from inside the box.

"Does that mean we should change into bathing suits, Doctor?" A young blonde girl, appearing to be in her late teens or early twenties walked up to her friend and in view of the Voyager crew. Janeway cleared her throat getting the two strangers' attention and Tuvok and his guards drew their phasers and pointed them at the intruders.

"Are you sure this is Risa?" Rose asked.

(A/N: Well it looks like things are about to get very interesting. Next chapter, Janeway and the Voyager crew meet the Doctor and attempt to confirm the Dalek's story about him by getting the two of them to confront each other. As you probably figured out, in order to avoid confusion, I'm underlining the Time Lord Doctor to distinguish him from Voyager's CMO.)