The Tardis was rushing towards the problem like it always did.
900 years and the thing still worked like it first worked.
That was the best thing, adventure. The Doctor, having left his home planet needed a sense of adventure or he would be in the day of his death waiting for something to happen.
On the other side however...
A team, harvesting the organs on humans in an unknown state in North America.
This team consists of five members.
Captain Joyce Conan, the head of the team. American born and the person in charge. He was the man who brought this idea since he wanted to find ways that organs on humans can work on other humans. For example the heart that can work on a near to death human who needs a new heart to be replaced. Or new, blank lungs to a smoker who's lungs are as black as a veil.
Vice Captain Douglas Moff, the second in command. American born as well, not a old friend to Joyce. He followed the captain when the operation was into process. Became a buddy to him almost, coming from the same town of Philaedepha.
Medical Officer Ronald, he refuses to have the second name revealed. British, because the Americans needed someone not from their country. He is the one behind the operations that they have tried on about. He has been there since the first medical operation that was onto the organs.
Technological idiot Michael Farcal, the person who is needing be the person who cloaks his ideas and footprints very clear. The one who gets the bodies from the morgues in America. It's not at all known if he is British, American or Austrilian. He dabbles in accents, because he is the shadow man.
Alex Melody, the go-to person on advertising and the cleaner of the team. When a operation is finished, she is the one in there that gets everything cleared.
Joyce had sent the distress call that the Doctor and Amy have picked it up, he sent it three days previously. When the danger was in it's early stages.
Now it's into hell. Something else happened before
"Shit. It seems no-one's coming." Joyce comments.
"Sir, don't be down on your self. Help will come." Alex tells him.
"Sir! I've checked the scanners. One of the department cupboards has a strange arrival in. It's a blue police box."
The Doctor and Amy have landed in the department cupboards of the research place.
"Now may you tell me where we are?" Amy inquires.
"Erm... I don't actually know, I've haven't a clue. I haven't had that much time to check the navigation, since I've just recieved this. A few minutes ago..." The Doctor explains as he rushes outside the door without Amy as Ronald and Douglas are outside the Tardis. "Amy, I need you."
"Yes?" She asks him as she opens the door. "oh fuck."
"Yes, oh fuck." "Definatly."
The two of them were interrogated from the team.
"Who are the hell are you two?"
"We told you already, the Doctor and Amy."
"Missy, your story adds up. It's your boyfriend here we don't read. You say and he says that he is the Doctor. But a Doctor of what?"
"THE DOCTOR. MY OCCUPATION IS A DOCTOR OF PHYSICS AND I DO FUN. HERE ARE SOME REFERENCES..."
The team look at the physic paper he carries with him.
"Wait a minute, a reference from the Archbishop of Canterbery?"
"Alright, Doctor. Your I.D checks out."
"But what about your base?" The Doctor asks them.
"Our base?" Michael inquires in an American accent.
"Just answer his question, faker." Amy orders him.
"Excuse me, faker?" Michael asks.
"Your accent is American, but you aren't American. You're not even American. That's rubbish." Amy explains.
"Says the girl who used to live in a England village but she was Scottish." The Doctor reminds her as he gets out of the chair. "Oh, sorry. How did I get out of the chair? Never leave me with my sonic screwdriver."
"Meaning...?" Alex asks him.
"Well, this little tool can do anything." The Doctor comments.
"Almost anything." Amy adds to that.
"I wasn't going to tell them that."
"Too bad. I wanted to ruin your fun."
A loud bang goes off.
"And that's our cue." Amy comments.
They start to run to the problem, an experiment gone wrong.
"So, more lies are forwarded now?"
"Tell me what you want!." The Doctor asks.
"I want. Freedom and Liberation." The experiment tells them.
"No, that can't be right. We can't have an experiment roaming around the base." Joyce complains.
"Indeed you have one. So, if your an experiment gone wrong. Why don't you just leave?" The Doctor asks it.
"All of us are thrown away in the end. We never get to live. I was only succesful attempt." The experiment explains, as the Doctor looks sharply at Joyce.
"We're a base that harvests organs for other humans, like using a heart for a dead man's body. Re-birth."
"Regeneration." Amy comments as she winks at the Doctor, who understood what she meant. But not Joyce.
"Here, come on. We'll go back to the Tardis and get you a new home." The Doctor says to the experiment.
"I thank you. Sir." The experiment tells him.
"It's the Doctor... and I'm shutting this place down." He explains.
"You can't."
"I can..."
He sonics the place, the architechture starts to crumble.
"Has no-one ever checked the structure of the building?" The Doctor asks someone as he starts to run with Amy and the experiment towards the Tardis as the team ends up disbanded.
"Will the team ever come back?" The experiment asks the Doctor.
"Sorry, no." The Doctor answers. "Right, that's basically it. England. That's where I've sent you. Have a good life."
"What about my name? I need one. I can't be just called an experiment." The experiment explains.
"How about Edward? I think that fits you." Amy tells him.
"That's good for me." Edward comments.
He leaves the Tardis as the Doctor and Amy go on for more adventures.
NEXT TIME:
The Doctor and Amy meet Torchwood at the point of the team's prime and meet the handsome Captain Jack Harkness, who Amy tries not to take affection to.
-Author's Note-
I'm really, really sorry for the delay for this.
I always wanted this to be a double part story in one chapter, but I cut it back too much.
GOD... Sorry for this, I'm going to delay this story for a bit more.
The Imperial Phantom Menace - 26th February, 2016