Chapter 2

"Why do you need me? And why are you here?" asked the Doctor, sternly.

Styre made a hand signal and the Sontaran to his left shot the Doctor with a pulse of energy. The Doctor cringed in pain. Alex and Harper jumped as the Doctor bent over. "We will be asking the questions here, Time Lord," said Styre.

"Well then, call me Doctor. Not Time Lord. Not Face Changer. It's Doctor," spat the Doctor still in pain.

"We know who you are, Doctor," said Styre, "And we know what precautions to use when with you."

"Oh that goods," said the Doctor, "I hope you can actually put a fight against me because everytime our paths have crossed, I have defeated you."

"That may be true, but you should know that nothing is forever, no matter how invincible it seems, kind of like Gallifrey."

The Doctor's face washed with rage and said, "Listen here, Mr. Potato Head!"

"It's General Styre of the Seventh Sontaran Battle Fleet, not Mr. Potato Head," scowled Styre.

"Impressive, but not important to me," said the Doctor.

Commander Zar led Theresa and Jerry with the others and stood next to General Styre. "Enough of this! We will continue onboard our ship," Styre ordered. All of them vanished into thin air.

They all reappeared onboard the Sontaran ship. "Take the humans down the to the brig. The Time Lord will stay here. I want to question him," ordered Styre.

"Yes, Sir!" replied Zar, enthusiastically.

"Oh, joy," said the Doctor full of sarcasm.

Commander Zar led the Russos and Harper down the corridor towards the brig. Alex looked back at the Doctor, but the Doctor looked at her in the eyes and shook his head.

"Keep moving, halfling!" snapped Zar. He pushed Alex with his gun and forced her to move on.

The Doctor watched them leave and he turned around to face General Styre. "Just for the record Styre, I fought off enough of you to know what you're going to do," said the Doctor.

"Doctor, I doubt you know my tactics," said Styre, "I am one of the best if not the best at extracting information for the Sontarans."

"Oh really?" asked the Doctor, "Well then, what is it you want?"

"I will be the ones asking the questions not answering them, but since that question is relevant to the reason for us being on this pathetic excuse for a civilized planet, I will answer your question," replied Styre, "One of our generals on the War Council of Sontar, Elite General Kaarg, has gone missing. He was in transit from the Seventh Sontaran Battle Fleet back to glorious Sontar when he was attacked by the enemy."

"The Rutans?" asked the Doctor.

"Yes, the dishonorable Rutans," said Styre, "The Rutans attacked his transport and he was the only survivor. His escaped pod was damaged and plummeted down on a back water planet, and we traced the signal here to the planet Earth. Once we dropped into orbit, we scanned the planet and we found nearly seven billions pests and one Time Lord, but no Sontaran. We also picked up a signal from this location from the city we found you in from the fallen escape pod. So we came to the conclusion that you had something to do with disappearance or even death of Elite General Kaarg."

"I didn't even know there was a Sontaran on Earth. My TARDIS didn't even pick him up. He probably didn't even survive the crash, Styre," replied the Doctor.

"Only a lie to save yourself," said General Styre.

Styre turned around, his back to the Doctor. The Doctor saw the circle at the base of the Sontaran's neck. The Doctor resisted every urge to smack the probic vent on the back of the Sontaran's neck to knock the Sontaran out. The Doctor pulled through because General Styre was in an information sharing mood and most Sontarans wouldn't talk as much as this Styre is. The arrogance was seeping from the Sontaran. It was more than the normal arrogance of a Sontaran. This Sontaran had a completely different demeanor overall. The Doctor was trying to read him, but he was having a little trouble. That was the problem with a clone race, they were harder for him to read, even though he was an expert at reading others. After a while the Doctor replied, "It's not a lie, but then again you wouldn't believe me so I don't see the point in telling you otherwise."

The Sontaran turned around and told the Doctor, "I'm impressed. You didn't take the opportunity to knock me unconscious, but for a foe to be as cunning as you, you wouldn't do anything that could jeopardize your incredible scheme to get out of this, but Doctor, you will not."

"How do you know that, Styre?" asked the Doctor.

"Because I will win," stated Styre, "I will win everything."

The Doctor heard the Sontaran say that and noticed the emphasis on the word everything. There was something going on within that Sontaran's head. What was General Styre doing? What was this Sontaran up to? The Doctor could figure that out, but he couldn't get anything else out this potato head's mind. The Doctor asked Styre, "What else are you going to win?"

"This today and the war with the Rutans. All of it for the glory of Sontar!" yelled Styre.

"Good luck with that war," murmured the Doctor. He remembered that the war would last 100,000 more years. One hundred more millenia. It had already been going on for 50,000 years. The raised his voice, "What else are you planning?"

The Sontaran looked at the Doctor and told him, "Nothing, Time Lord. There is nothing else."

The Doctor couldn't see any change on that smug Sontaran face. This one was good. The only reason that the Doctor believed that there something wrong was his neck hair and beard were standing on edge. When his hair stands on edge, nothing good can come from that.

"That will be all for now, Doctor," said Styre.

"You didn't get any information from me," said the Doctor.

"I know and I know you're innocent," said Styre.

There it was. There was the crack the Doctor needed, "Why do you believe I'm innocent?"
"Because your mercy is astounding. You even offered Daleks a chance to change what they are and you are reluctant to kill anything unless it is the final and last option. I guess that is honorable among your people, but to a Sontaran death in a fight is honorable."

Then it closed. The Doctor's crack of opportunity vanished and he was back to square one. "Well, okay," stated the Doctor. He didn't know what else to stay, which was a first.

"But I will find out who did this and you will be the one who everyone will blame for the death of Elite General Kaarg," said Styre.

"So I am a scapegoat!" snapped the Doctor angrily.

"If that means you will be held responsible for the death, then yes you will be a 'scapegoat'," said Styre.

The Doctor started breathing heavily through his nose and clenched his teeth. That Sontaran had crossed a line. He called the Doctor a cold-blooded killer. That was the one thing the Doctor wouldn't stand for.

Styre didn't seem to notice all the anger that he put the Doctor through. "Guards! Put the Time Lord in the cell with the others."

The two helmeted guards walked up to the Doctor and motioned him to move down the same corridor. Styre yelled, "Doctor! One more thing. Your sonic device."

"That's screwdriver," said the Doctor. He reluctantly pulled out his sonic screwdriver and tossed it to Styre. Styre caught it in his right hand and squeezed the screwdriver and it shattered in his hand. He threw the screwdriver at the Doctor's feet, and the Doctor's face could kill the entire Sontaran Empire if looks could kill.

"Have a great day, Face Changer," mocked Styre. He turned his attention to the guards, "Continue."
The guards continued to walk down the hallway forcing the Doctor along. The Doctor's voice boomed back into the control room of the Sontaran ship, "Your time will come, Styre. I'll make sure of it!"

The Sontaran smirked and laughed a little before shouting back, "I LOOK FORWARD TO IT, TIME LORD!"