Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who, the BBC does. Anything you recognise, I don't own it. If I did, I highly doubt I would be sitting here writing this.

Thank you to 'HotCrossPigeon', 'Shrink To Be', 'kiss-her-theta' and 'forestwife' for reviewing… hmm… would it be too much to ask for more than four reviewers:S Anyway, please let me know if this is any good and if it's worth continuing! It does get better in later chapters, honestly!


Chapter 2:

"Just run! We can worry about who they are later!" the Doctor yelled, dragging Rose– dragging Jack– behind him. Furious shouts and the sounds of metal followed them. So far their pursuers had been chasing and attempting to apprehend the three for five minutes, but they still managed to give them the slip.

"Doctor, where are we?" Rose gasped, throwing a glance over her shoulder worriedly.

"No idea! You set the destination!" he chuckled in reply, skidding to a halt as they reached a four–way junction.

"Doc, which way?" Jack called, glancing over his shoulder to check their followers' position, laying a hand on his holster as the sounds grew louder.

"Err…this way!" the Doctor cried, spinning with his eyes closed and choosing the lane he stopped at. He grabbed hold of Rose's hand again and Jack's sleeve and set off down the chosen lane. And ran straight into another set of oncoming guards.

"Doc, look out!" Jack yelled, drawing his gun quickly as they once again skidded to a halt. He pushed Rose behind him, clicking the safety catch off and quickly aiming at the guards in front of them. He was about to call out to the Doctor to get the sonic screwdriver ready when to their surprise, the lead guard kicked out suddenly, knocking the sonic blaster clean from his hands. Then in the same fluid movement he kicked Jack's knees from under him, and knocked his arms to his sides with two well–placed sharp strikes; he sidestepped Jack neatly with surprising agility, grabbing his shoulders and forcing him to the ground, then bringing his head back with one hand. With the other he brought out his own gun and held the barrel of it under Jack's chin, bringing a knee to Jack's back to secure his position, all in the space of a few seconds.

"Stay where you are!" the robed and armoured figure barked, jerking his hooded headed at the other guards, who without the Doctor or Rose noticing, had already surrounded them. They drew their own guns swiftly, training them on the surprised pair. With a significant look at Rose, the Doctor raised his hands slowly. Rose followed suit, swallowing nervously. They were well and truly captured.

The lead guard chuckled. "Wise move my friend–" he drew in a sharp breath suddenly "Cowls down!" the rest of the guards quickly dropped their golden hoods, replacing their guns with the same blades as the first set of guards owned as the sounds of the said guards grew louder. The Doctor watched silently, curious and impassive.

"Sir, we have caught the intruders!" the lead guard called out, turning slightly to face the mass of angry soldiers gathering at the end of the corridor. In a completely different voice, the Doctor noticed with intrigue.

"Give them to us and we shall escort them to the Lady," the Captain growled, stalking forwards towards them. The guard holding Jack straightened slightly, turning towards him more fully.

"We have them under control, Captain," he said "You can go now, sir, we can take them to the Lady. And you do not need to mention seeing us here to anyone. We have it under control," the guard's voice had changed yet again, this time it had a rich, threatening undertone. The other patrol froze. Their leader mouthed wordlessly for a moment, staring at the speaker. Then he nodded weakly, and his men sheathed their blades.

"Very good," he replied weakly, shaking slightly. He turned dazedly and motioned to his patrol to move out. As they disappeared from sight, the guards surrounding them gave an audible sigh of relief.

"Yes, very good, I'll give you that. Not many people could hypnotise that many men single–handed–" the Doctor stopped abruptly as he stared down the barrel of the hypnotiser's second gun. Rose stared, silent and shocked.

"You will follow us– silently," he said curtly, nodding his head in the direction they'd originally been heading. Jack was jerked to his feet suddenly, both he and Rose staring at their captor in shock at the lack of physical contact. The Doctor frowned; this man was dangerous, extremely dangerous. The man chuckled, placing the gun tip at Jack's back instead.

"You're right, I am. We all are. Don't give us reason to show you how dangerous we really are," he said calmly. The Doctor sighed, eyebrows knitting together as his frown deepened.

"What else have you got tucked up those sleeves, hmm? Hypnosis, telekinesis, telepathy– and, by the way, it's rather rude to read someone's mind without consent– futuristic weapons and you're very good at disguising your voice," the man nodded his patrol forwards. He turned back to the Doctor, a smug smile visible from under the cowl as both he and Rose were forced forwards, guns pressed to their backs. "Now I noticed that none of your other guard colleagues or your Captain had guns or any of what you've kindly displayed. Ahh, fear tactics?" the Doctor continued doggedly. The man chuckled again.

"Sir," one man said in a scared voice, his blade and gun still trained on the Doctor.

"Yes?"

"This one – he– he knows us. He looks –"

"I noticed, Tershan," the man said, an amused lilt to his voice. The smile came again, this time a flash of bright green eyes were visible beneath the cowl. "They're lost intruders… So unfortunate in their timing of arrival… Our plans are going to have to be re–scheduled. Kerash, go ahead and inform my partners of the problem," the man in question nodded and jogged on ahead. The leader turned back to them, his mouth in a grim line.

"Tell me, do you have any idea how vital our plans are? How many lives are in our hands, how many lives depend on our success?" his voice was hard as he addressed the Doctor. The Doctor shook his head.

"Nope. No idea," he said truthfully, watching the man enquiringly. The man frowned, his lips pursing slightly.

"You have no idea where we are, then? I doubt anyone in their right minds would simply wander in here without an aim. So you have, then, no idea who we are? Or what our aims are?"

"Not a sausage," the Doctor replied cheerfully. The man was silent, unfamiliar with the colloquialism. "So enlighten us. Just who are you?"

"Sir," a man stepped forwards. "We're here," he indicated the wall to their left. The leader sighed, and nodded.

"Very good," he said curtly. He turned back to the Doctor. "I shan't answer your questions–yet. I need my partners, to consult with of course, as to what we shall do with you three. Then you shall answer my questions," the Doctor nodded amicably, rocking slightly on the balls of his feet.

"Seems fair. I mean, you don't know who we are, makes sense I suppose, to check,"

"Give me your weapons. You are not allowed to enter our base with arms," one man said, holding out a woven bag pointedly. None of them made a move. The leader cleared his throat, pressing the gun further into Jack's back meaningfully.

"Do as he says," the Doctor said, admitting defeat. With an uncomfortable glance at him, Jack dropped his recovered sonic blaster into the bag. The leader prodded him again.

"And the other three, if you will. And your probe, and your… box, Lady," Jack sighed, and pulled two small automatic guns from various hidden holsters. Rose shakily found her mobile phone and added it to the bag.

The Doctor stuffed his hands in his trouser pockets after depositing the sonic screwdriver, then glanced around at the men surrounding them.

"So you're rebels, yes? Slight slip of the tongue, there, and for someone as observant as myself that's enough to get a fix on the situation," he added to the man with the bag "So who are you then? Who are you rebelling against, and why?"

The leader ignored him, and gestured forcefully; a section of the wall they stood at slid back to reveal a concealed room. "Silence," he said sharply to the Doctor. He forced them forwards into the darkness. The wall slid shut as his followers filed in behind them. There were a few clicks, a few whirs, the sound of a machine powering up. Then a flash of blinding white light.

The Doctor blinked, gazing around at the new room with dazed interest, swaying dizzily. "Ah… teleport… very clever…" he frowned as he caught sight of Rose and Jack's unconscious forms being carried away, before he too sank into oblivion.


"Sir, this one is waking up," a muffled voice was the first thing the Doctor heard as consciousness returned to him slowly.

"All right. Inform my partners. I shall question him, and the others, when they wake," came a familiar voice. The Doctor groaned and opened his eyes slowly, blinking his light–headedness away. His eyes fell on the hooded and robed figure standing beside him, now devoid of his armour.

"Well, you do have a technological advantage, don't you?" he commented weakly, struggling to sit up. The man chuckled and nodded.

"Where are my friends?" he asked more firmly, holding a hand to his head as dizziness swept over him.

"Safe. If, however, you had been captured by our beloved ruler's men, you would not have been so lucky," his voice turned cold. The Doctor flicked his eyes around the room, recovering from his dizziness; they were in a semi–lit chamber, carved into the same dark, dusky orange rock. Rose and Jack were laid out on two other rock ledges protruding from the curved walls, woven blankets and pillows thrown over them and beneath their heads, still unconscious. He turned his eyes back to the man.

"So how about that question and answer session?" he asked, changing tack now that he was satisfied his companions were unharmed. The figure nodded, and leant back against the wall next to his ledge.

"All right. Who are you and your friends, and what is your purpose here?" his voice retained its coldness, and the figure appeared threatening somehow, even though he was visibly relaxed.

"I'm the Doctor. The other man is Jack, and the woman is Rose. We're travellers, and we have no purpose, we landed here by accident–"

"And where did you come from?" the Doctor looked slightly put out.

"What, don't I get to ask a question?" he imagined the man scowling as he shifted position, crossing his arms over his chest.

"You may after I have all the information I need," the Doctor sighed.

"All right, touchy! My friends are from Earth and I've lived there for a while,"

"Where is Earth?"

"Where is here?" the Doctor retaliated coolly.

"How can you not know?" his captor said incredulously. The Doctor rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"I told you, we're not from around here. So…?" he trailed off, but no information was forthcoming.

"Who do you work for?" the man ignored his query.

"We work for no one. We're just travellers,"

"How did you infiltrate the Cursed One's labyrinth?"

"By accident. We didn't intend to land 'here' or in those tunnels, we- er- we crashed," there was a pause, as their captor processed the information after the quick–fire round of questions.

"I scanned you and your friends, while you were unconscious. What are they, and what are you?"

"I'm… I'm a Time Lord and Rose and Jack are human," the man nodded, what was visible of his face looking blank.

"And why, Doctor…" the figure raised his hands to the hood covering his head "…do you look exactly like me?" the Doctor gasped as the hood was thrown back, and his captor glared at him.


Ooooh… Bet ya weren't expecting that!; ) Anyway, was it any good? Please review, tell me your comments etc., I'd really love to hear 'em:D