AN: Alright another chapter! This one has some excitement. I hope you all enjoy this chapter.
The whole TARDIS was shaking and moving in strange new directions that Kayla had never felt before. She had been flung against two metal railings, had crashed into the consol and was currently holding onto an odd little chair for her life. Things couldn't get any better!
"Where are we going?" She shouted to the console room in general.
"Raserferb! Home of the Fuegs, and oddly enough the only banana pear hybrid species in the world." The Doctor shouted back at her. Kayla just started laughing. She was in a space ship, going to an alien planet, and was getting tossed around like a rag doll in a dryer. The best part was this was quite possibly the most fun she had ever had.
The TARDIS landed and everything stilled. Jack popped up from the floor and Kayla let go of the railing she had grabbed once thrown off of the chair. The Master straightened his tie and tried to act as though he hadn't been tossed around like a rock. The Doctor just stood in front of the consol grinning like a loon.
"How in the world do you fly this thing?" Kayla asked astonished no one was dead.
"It's a very complex and intricate procedure that takes many, many years of hard work-"
"You threw away the instructions and are just working things out as you go along aren't you." Kayla stated cutting him off. The Doctor huffed at her.
"Beautiful and smart, just what I like in a woman." Jack said as he put his arm around Kayla's waist.
"Oh don't you start." The Master commanded. "Can we just drop off the little fire ball and get out of here?"
"Fine." The Doctor rushed to the doors and threw them open. "I give you the planet of Raserferb. Oh hello there." The four were met with spears pointed at them. They were pushed away from the TARDIS whose doors slammed shut.
"Is this a dungeon?" Kayla asked the three men who were behind bars across from her. The Doctor was pacing while knocking periodically on the bars and wall, which he had licked within five minutes of the four being locked up. The Master was standing in the middle of the cell looking disdainfully at the dungeon. And Jack, well after being knocked out for flirting with one of the violet guards, was blissfully unconscious. Kayla was leaning against the bars of her jail cell waiting for one of the smart aliens across from her to think of a plan.
"Yup." The Doctor replied popping his p like a bubble of gum. "Three quarter inch bars of unidentifiable metal and walls of brast stone. Hardest stone in the galaxy. Harder than diamonds. Question is how did the Fuegs get a hold of this much brast stone? They are a secluded society, barely any neighbors. Definitely not any that would have brast stone."
"Whoa, whoa you mean to tell me those purple skinned, orange haired, brown eyed aliens are the same species as that fire thing?" Kayla asked astonished. The Doctor just gave her a 'duh' look and the Master rolled his eyes. "But how? Do they transform or something?"
"Yes well there is a certain ritual the Fuegs go through when the reach a certain age in their life. They become one with the elements. Most turn to air and earth. There are the occasional that turn into water and the rare that turn into fire. These elemental Fuegs are sacred and great protectors of the whole society. They stay in their elemental state for centuries, the longest living elemental Fueg on record was one thousand and two years old before it dried out." The Master explained as the Doctor went back to tapping their cell.
"But why was the Fueg on Earth? And if they are supposed to protect why did it attack us so readily?" Kayla asked confused.
"That is exactly what we would like to know." A regal voice stated from the door way. Three heads swerved to see a Fueg standing in the doorway illuminated by the light behind it. Its skin was a deep violet almost wine red, the burnt orange of its hair was braided with small stones and wooden beads. The lightest of browns shone with a deep wisdom and were peppered with small sadness. Kayla felt and immediate respect for this man, err alien. He, it sounded like a he when it spoke, strode forward to the cells where the travelers were locked up. The Fueg wiped a stand if hair out of its face with a flick of its wrist.
"Timelords." The Fueg stated with a slight look of confusion mixed with distaste. "And humans, on our planet. Why?"
The Doctor opened his mouth to answer and the Fueg slashed the air in front of him. The bars around the males' cell glowed purple and both the Doctor and Master's mouths shut with a click. The Fueg narrowed its eyes at the two and turned to face Kayla. "That was a rhetorical question. My people know why you were on our planet. You came to steal more of our guardians." He accused.
"That's not true!" Kayla protested. The Fueg looked at her with thinly veiled disgust on his face.
"Silence, I do not care to hear the words of a timelord's harlot." He declared. Kayla was taken aback by his statement and blinked her eyes a few times.
"Harlot?" She looked at the two conscious males in the cage opposite her. Her eyes widened in realization. "Whoa, whoa you think that I? With them?" She burst out laughing at the Fueg's sharp nod. He looked shocked at her reaction, as did the Doctor and Master. "No way, no, just no. Trust me I'm not sleeping with either of them. The only reason I'm here is I have poor impulse control and a huge batch of curiosity. Well that and the Fueg we were bringing back burned my kitchen."
"Impulse control?" The violet being repeated with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes impulse control. Although it and my lack thereof is not what's important here. What's important is that your people appear to have something against timelords and are taking it out on two completely innocent," She paused and looked at Jack. "Okay well mostly innocent, humans. I really have done nothing to you or your people. Although I can't speak for Jack it seems like his only crime is intense flirting." Kayla said.
"Be that as it may, you travel with timelords. You must know of their evil. You are a willing bystander and that is just as wrong as committing the actions themselves."
"What kind of half-baked bullshit is that?" Kayla asked. "Seriously because I travel with timelords I must know of their evil. I just met these guys like an hour or two ago."
"Traveling with men you don't know and you have the audacity to say you're not a harlot." The Fueg countered. By now all three of the other jail cell's occupants were watching the verbal battle going on in front of them.
"I reiterate 'poor impulse control'! How can anyone expect a being to give up the chance to see a different planet or time? I am a curious person, I came to see a new place after a traumatic experience and a emotionally draining week. It's in the human condition to want to escape pain or to at least put it off for as long as possible. Of course you wouldn't know that you're not human. "
"Of course I'm not. We Fuegs are some of the most advanced species in the universe. Unlike you humans we do not let mere emotions control our lives. We have no need for emotions." The Fueg declared with a superior attitude. Kayla's eye twitched, this purple thing was seriously starting to piss her off.
"Oh I am so sorry, I didn't know you were so advanced. So you don't feel emotions do you. Well then how is it that you have your elemental guardians? They are the souls of your people are they not? Well a soul needs emotion! Otherwise you're just a cold metal thing going through the steps of living!" Kayla exclaimed.
"How do you know what our guardians are?" The Fueg asked eyes hardening suspiciously.
"The Master told me, and he was going to tell me more before you walked in."
"And how does your Master know these things?" Kayla sighed at the inane question.
"One he's not MY master, his name is the Master. Yeah I don't get it either, must be an alien thing. Two how should I know how he knows things? I just met the guy. Three If you call me a harlot one more time I'm gonna find a way out of this cell and punch you in your prejudiced face, got it?"
"I tire of your irritating voice human. The five of you shall be put on trial for being in possession of a guardian with the intention to steal it. And you, female." He practically spat the last few words at Kayla. "Will be accused of threatening a member of the royal house." The Fueg whirled around and left the dungeon.
The Doctor had been using the time that Kayla was distracting the Fueg quite productively. First he had discovered that the cells were apparently telepathically controlled. Of course the Fuegs didn't have the same brain wave as timelords, or at least not the one that the Doctor needed to open the cell. And also of course his sonic screwdriver couldn't replicate it.
'On its own.' The thought came into his head with a slight maniacal undertone. The Master and he had been reestablishing their mental connection for moments such as this. 'If one of us sonics the Fueg while the other reads the wave length we can use both to duplicate it.'
'Brilliant!' The Doctor thought. They just needed the perfect moment to implement the plan. It came when Kayla asked the Fueg something about being half baked. The Master quickly used setting 3-alpha-b and the Doctor focused on picking out the specific brain wave.
He plunged into the wave lengths; taking 3.2 seconds he was able to pick out the specific pattern of thought need to operate the telepathic devices for the planet. Letting out a silent sigh, the men still couldn't speak, the Doctor confirmed his success with the Master. The Fueg pronounced the five of them were to go on trial, released his hold on the male's voices, and stormed out of the room.
"Doctor, Master you two have better of figured away out of these cells. 'Cause if I have to see that jerk off again I'm gonna be on trial for more than just threatening a member of the royal house." Kayla announced to the two timelords.
"Of course they have, don't you see the smirk on the Master's face?" Jack asked her. He had finally woken up, just in time to see Kayla lay into the Fueg. "You've got some real claws on you kitten. That purple bastard didn't know what hit him." Kayla giggled at his choice of words.
"Yeah well, he was being an asshole." She defended herself. The Doctor and Master pointed their sonic screwdrivers at the door to the cell and after a few tense seconds the door opened. They repeated the process and Kayla was let out of her cell.
"I would love to see how you would handle Nazis." Jack said wistfully.
"You've met Nazis?" Kayla asked.
"World War II. Jack tried to sell me and my companion space junk and almost turned the human race into gasmask wearing mummy seekers." The Doctor said with an almost sorrowful look on his face.
"I had staked that place out for months! You and Rose were the first people who I met not from the forties. Excuse me for trying to get out of a warzone." Jack harrumphed at the Doctor. The group had moved out of the dungeon and down a long hallway.
"You work for Torchwood. Your life is a warzone." The Master pointed out.
"True, not to mention when we have to work with UNIT. Always fun having a group of people who know nothing about you judge you, though it's always nice to see Martha." Jack commented.
"Good old Martha Jones. How is she doing?" The Doctor asked cheerfully.
"Good. Some anonymous source sent in a spectacular recommendation for her. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that now would you Doctor?" Jack asked with a small smirk.
"Not to stop this gossip session ladies, but do we have a certain place we are going? Or have we just been running around for the past ten minutes for the sheer joy of physical exertion?" Kayla asked annoyed.
"Oh we defiantly are going somewhere." The Doctor declared. They kept running and he said nothing more. Kayla sighed as best she could while panting.
"Where Doctor, where are we going?"
"Oh where. We're going to the TARDIS." He said and turned around a corner. The others followed Kayla in the back muttering about 'stupid men with long legs', they were met with the sight of the Doctor embracing the TARDIS.
"How did you find the TARDIS? We must have passed through at least twenty hallways." Kayla asked as the Master unlocked the doors and yanked the Doctor in.
"Oh the TARDIS and I have a special connection. You see the TARDIS is a sentient being. She can see all of time and space and take us there. Much like the Master and I, the TARDIS and I are telepathically linked. She was able to transmit a signal for me to follow leading us to her." The Doctor said as he patted he consol.
"Telepathic connection?"
"Yes, that old man and I are linked mentally. We can speak in our minds and combine forces." The Master spoke snidely.
"You are nearly the same age as the Doctor Master." Jack pointed out.
"How old are you?" Kayla asked.
"Nine hundred and something. I don't remember the exact numbers. You lose count after a couple centuries." The Master replied offhandishly.
"Damn, you two are old as dirt."
"Ah the oh so sophisticated voice of an American serenading my ears." The Master shot back. Kayla stuck her tongue out in response.
"Can we not act like children?" The Doctor asked exasperated. The Master and Kayla both looked at him from the ramp leading to the consol.
"Maybe, maybe not." Kayla said with a straight face as she moved past the Master. "So what do we do now?"
"Now we get out of here, before the Fuegs find us." Jack said as he moved next to the Doctor.
"There will be no getting out of here. We have already found you." Announced a voice from the doorway. The four turned to see a group of Fuegs with the one who had spoken with them in the dungeon at the front.
"You've got to be kidding!" Kayla yelled.
"No I am not kidding. I knew that the timelords would try to escape. So I allowed them to. Obviously the one with a connection to the machine would lead us here. It was a foolish endeavor on your part. This only adds to your trial." The Fueg waved his hand at the travelers and they froze. The guards around him grabbed the frozen prisoners.
"I hate you." Kayla hissed as she was carried past the Fueg.
AN: Yes another chapter done! Kayla has some obvious anger issues that have gotten her into some big trouble with that Fueg. Comments and criticism is welcome.