A/N: Thanks for the reviews everyone, lol! I read it over again as soon as I posted that first chapter but I still can't figure out what was wrong with my brain when I started it. Anyway, as long as my temporary insanity continues I believe this story will too. And this Dalek talk is getting very annoying to type already :P

Chapter Two

'THANK YOU FOR DEC-ID-ING TO JOIN US, DAVE,' Dalek Fez shrieked as Dalek Dave materialised alongside the other three. 'WE WERE START-ING TO THINK THAT MAY-BE YOU HAD BET-TER THINGS TO BE DO-ING OTHER THAN BE-COM-ING SU-PREME RU-LERS OF THE GAL-AXY.'

Dalek Dave lowered his eyestalk in embarrassment. 'SOR-RY.'

'WHERE HAVE WE LAND-ED DA-LEK FEZ?' Dalek Sarc enquired as he looked around at his surroundings.

'WE APPEAR TO BE DIR-ECT-LY BE-LOW LON-DON.' Dalek Fez replied, waving his laser and plunger excitedly. 'WHICH IS PER-FECT. LON-DON IS THE NERVE CENT-RAL OF EARTH.'

'ACT-UALLY,' Dalek Dave said. 'IT IS JUST THE CAP-I-TAL OF ENG-LAND. THERE ARE OTHER PLACES WHERE WE COULD IN-FLICT A LOT MORE DAM-AGE ON THE HU-MAN RACE. THERE IS ACT-UALLY VERY LIT-TLE IN LON-DON.'

'SI-LENCE, DAVE,' Dalek Thel barked. 'WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW ANY-WAY? EVERY-THING HAP-PENS IN LON-DON. THE DOC-TOR IS AL-WAYS IN LON-DON.'

'THIS IS THE PER-FECT PLACE TO BE-GIN THE MARY-SUE PRO-JECT.' Dalek Fez reported, moving forward and taking in his surroundings. 'IT IS DARK AND SLIGHT-LY DAMP. TO A HU-MAN IT WOULD BE MOST UN-SETTL-ING. WHAT IS THE WORD THEY USE?'

'I THINK IT IS CREEP-Y.' Dalek Sarc replied.

'PER-FECT.' Dalek Fez shrieked. 'START GATH-ER-ING THE E-QUIP-MENT.'

Obediently, Dalek Thel and Dalek Sarc whizzed off down the damp, dark corridor. Dalek Dave looked after them both and had a moment of confusion where he didn't know which way to go. Eventually he turned and floated away down the darkest, dampest corridor.

Three days later (and without the aid of thumbs or fingers), the four Daleks had managed to construct the machine that they believed would bring the end to the Doctor once and for all. If a human were present (and before their inevitable extermination that they would have coming if they were stupid enough to walk up to a group of Daleks) they would point out that it looked very much like a port-a-loo. The Daleks, however, did not know this strange coincidence. To them, this machine would strike fear into every being in the universe. It would be the Doctor's ultimate weakness.

'BRING FOR-WARD THE SUB-JECT!' Dalek Fez ordered.

Dalek Thel emerged from the shadows, dragging the human subject beside him. The human was quite grotesque, even by Dalek standards. Its stomach was round and bouncy and its white v-top was covered in various stains. Its face was bloated and blotchy, with frizzy red hair topping it off.

'Get off me you monsters!' the fat female roared. 'Let me go!'

Dalek Thel paused and looked to Dalek Fez. 'SHOULD I O-BEY?' he queried.

'NO YOU FOOL. BUT HER IN THE MACH-INE!' Dalek Fez screeched.

Dalek Thel shook his eyestalk. 'SOR-RY FEZ,' he screeched in return. 'I JUST GET CON-FUSED SOME-TIMES WITH ALL THE ORD-ERS. A-PPROACH-ING THE MACH-INE WITH THE SUB-JECT.'

The other three Daleks moved back and watched as Dalek Thel shoved the human subject into the front of the machine. It got stuck in the narrow door. Dalek Thel shoved it, and then rotated the top of its dome to look at the others.

'THE SUB-JECT IS STUCK.' He reported.

'UN-STICK IT.' Dalek Fez screamed.

'JUST EX-TERM-IN-ATE IT.' Dalek Sarc cried keenly. 'I WILL DO IT!' He aimed his laser at the human.

'NO!' Dalek Dave moved forward. 'DA-LEK THEL, START PUSH-ING.'

Dalek Thel looked at Dalek Dave for a moment, and then pushed the human subject. It squealed and then slipped through the door and into the machine. Dalek Dave moved back and Dalek Thel closed the door.

'GOOD WORK DA-LEK THEL.' Dalek Fez shrieked. 'COMM-ENCE SUE-IF-IC-ATION!'

Dalek Thel moved to the side of the machine and pulled the lever. He reversed and quickly raised his eyestalk to watch the machine's debut. It clunked and clanged, and the human subject inside yelled to be released. It began to shake, and the ground beneath the Daleks began to rumble. They moved nervously, but continued to watch. After a few moments, the machine fell silent. The human subject ceased yelling.

'SUE-IF-IC-ATION COMP-LETE!' Dalek Thel reported. 'APP-ROACH-ING THE MACH-INE TO RE-MOVE SUB-JECT!'

The other three Daleks watched apprehensively as Dalek Thel moved to the door and opened it. A hiss of air escaped, along with a cloud of lilac smoke. Dalek Thel moved back, falling into line with the other three. They waited for the smoke to clear. Then, rising from the silence, there came a voice. To a human this voice would be captivating. Sweet. Heart-wrenching. It would bring any human to their knees, soggy with tears. A human would say it was the voice of an Angel. The sweetest singing ever imaginable.

To a Dalek, however, the sound was similar to nails being dragged down a chalkboard.

'WHAT IS THAT NOISE?!' Dalek Fez shrieked, moving back and forth in aggravation. 'WHAT IS THAT AW-FUL SOUND? MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!'

The smoke parted and a figure stepped out. The female had long, smooth auburn hair – the colour of autumn leaves ready to fall from the trees. Her eyes seemed to shimmer a beautiful golden colour. Her skin was smooth as silk without a blemish nor a mole to ruin it in any way. She smiled, her ruby red lips stretching over her perfect, pearly teeth as that sweet voice passed through them.

Dalek Fez was overcome with horror. 'IT IS AN AB-OM-IN-ATION!'

'EX-TERM-IN-ATE!' Dalek Sarc screamed. 'I CAN-NOT TAKE IT! MUST EX-TERM-IN-ATE!'

Before the other Daleks could stop him, Dalek Sarc aimed its laser at the human and fired. Without a grimace or even a surprised cry, she disintegrated. If the Daleks could smell, they would notice that she had left behind a pleasant floral scent.

'DALEK SARC, YOU HAVE DES-TROYED THE MARY-SUE!' Dalek Fez fumed. 'NOW WE WILL HAVE TO FIND A NEW SUB-JECT!'

'I AM SOR-RY.' Dalek Sarc replied. 'I COULD NOT HELP IT. IT WAS TORT-URE.'

'I KNOW IT WAS,' Dalek Fez told him. 'BUT TO DEST-ROY THE DOC-TOR IT IS NEC-ESS-AR-Y. DA-LEK DAVE, YOU WILL HAVE TO GET A NEW SUB-JECT.'

Dalek Dave looked around. 'WHY ME?'

Dalek Fez whirled his eyestalk around to him. 'THAT IS AN ORD-ER. YOU WILL O-BEY. OB-EY! O-BEY!'

'O-KAY!' Dalek Dave replied, already moving to the exit. 'I AM GO-ING. KEEP YOUR DOME ON.'

The three Daleks watched Dalek Dave leave and then looked to each other.

'FAN-CY A GAME OF BLACK-JACK?' Dalek Thel suggested.

'YES.' Dalek Fez nodded his eyestalk. 'BUT DA-LEK SARC WILL DEAL. YOU AL-WAYS DEAL FROM THE BOT-TOM. DO NOT THINK I DO NOT NOT-ICE. COM-MENCE BLACK-JACK DEAL-ING.'