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"What is it? What's happening?" Elora felt her arm being yanked up and her hand being grabbed as The Doctor patted against the tiny white walls as the room span. Elora, wearing a long-sleeved blue and white striped top, a tan jacket and jeans, kicked one of the walls to find it was a door. It flung open and both she and The Doctor fell through, face first onto the floor into a brightly coloured room.

"Oh my God!" A blonde woman of about 30 gasped as she hurried over the two of them. "I don't BELIEVE it! Why'd they put you in there? They never said you were coming!"

The Doctor tried to pull himself up, very disoriented as Elora groaned loudly, holding a hand to her head.

"But what happened? I was..." The Doctor mumbled as Lynda helped him to his feet as Elora rolled over, staring up at the ceiling.

"Careful now... oh!" The Doctor's legs gave way and he dropped to the floor. "Oh! Mind yourself! Oh, that's the transmat. Scrambles your head - I was sick for days." She said sympathetically, helping him up again. "You all right?" She asked as he managed to stabilise himself. "So! What's your name then, sweetheart?"

"The Doctor, I think. I was er... I don't know, what happened? How-"

"You got chosen." Lynda grinned.

"Elora!" The Doctor looked round in shock before noticing her, lying on the floor. He quickly leant down and helped her out as she shook her head briskly and smiled nervously at Lynda, gathering her senses. "Are you ok?" He asked, holding her face in his, looking into her eyes.

"Fine." She nodded as he put his arm around her waist, looking back at Lynda.

"Hang on, chosen for what?"

"You're a house mate. You're in the house! Isn't that brilliant?!" Lynda said, laughing.

"That's not fair." A male voice came from the couch, Strood, from across the room that sat in front of a TV with an eye logo presented on it. "We've got eviction in five minutes! I've been here for all nine weeks, I've followed the rules, I haven't had a single warning, and then they come swanning in." He gestured at The Doctor and Elora, annoyed.

"If they keep changing the rules, I'm gonna protest, I am. You just watch me, I'm - I'm gonna paint the walls." The woman sitting next to him said, Crosbie. The Doctor looked around the house with an open mouth, frowning.

"Hang on, is this-" Elora began before she was cut off by the music from Big Brother.

"Would the Doctor and Elora please come to the Diary Room?" Big Brother's voice ran over. They both looked up to the ceiling, noticing the camera staring straight at them buzzing. Elora looked over at the silver door next to them, took The Doctor's hand and pulled open the door, pulling him in. They approached the big red chair and The Doctor plonked himself down, staring at the camera in disbelief as Elora stood next to him. "You are live on channel forty-four-thousand. Please do not swear."

"You have GOT to be kidding." The Doctor said, raising an eyebrow.


The Doctor turned back from the door, looking back to Lynda who was watching him carefully. "I can't open it."

"It's got a deadlock seal." Lynda said. "Ever since Big Brother Five Hundred and Four when they all walked out...?" The Doctor just blinked at her and walked over to Elora in the middle of the room as she looked around for any other exits. "You MUST remember that." She said, following them both over to a big mirror on the wall.

"What about this?" The Doctor asked, nodding at it.

"Oh, that's exoglass. You'd need a nuclear bomb to get through."

"Don't tempt him." Elora muttered as The Doctor soniced the edges of the mirror. Lynda leant against the wall next to him, opening and closing her mouth a few times.

"I know you're not supposed to talk about the outside world, but you must've been watching." She said quickly. "Do people like me? Lynda with a Y, not Linda with an I - she got forcibly evicted because she damaged the camera." The Doctor nodded at her, not really listening. "Am I popular?"

"I don't remember." The Doctor shrugged.

"Oh, but does that mean I'm nothing?" She asked quickly. "Some people get this far just 'cos they're insignificant. Doesn't anybody notice me?"

"No... you're... you're nice." Elora smiled at her, sympathising. "You're sweet. Everybody thinks you're sweet."

"Oh! Is that right? Is that what I am? Oh, no-one's ever told me that before. Am I sweet? Really?"

"Yeah. Dead sweet!"

"Thank you!" She grinned. Elora looked her way, her face dropping. Since when was she nice to strangers, she'd used to be like that, a long time ago, before she met Jack. And she found out, travelling with him, caring was not an advantage, caring hurt.

"It's just a wall - isn't there supposed to be a garden out there?" The Doctor said, nodding over at the black windows as they walked over.

"Don't be daft. No-one's got a garden anymore. Who's got a garden?" She gasped suddenly. "Don't tell me YOU'VE got a garden!"

"No, I've just got the TARDIS..." The Doctor said before suddenly spinning around to look at her. "I remember."

"That's the amnesia! So what happened? Where did they get you?"

"We'd just left Raxacoriofallapatorius."

"Then we went to Kyoto, that's right." Elora agreed, starting to remember. "Japan in 1336, and we only just escaped..."

"We were together, we were laughing, and then... there was this light..."

"... this white light coming through the walls, and then..."

"And then we woke up here."

"Yeah, that's the transmat beam. That's how they pick the housemates." Lynda said.

"Oh, Lynda with a Y... sweet little Lynda..." The Doctor said, beginning to pace the room. "It's worse than that. We're not just passing travellers. No stupid little transmat gets inside my ship. That beam was fifteen million times more powerful, which means... this isn't just a game. There's something else going on." He stepped up to the camera, looking down it as he grabbed Elora's hand. "Well! Here's the latest update from the Big Brother house. We're getting out. We're gonna find my friends. And then I'm gonna find YOU." He snarled, pointing at the camera.


"Doctor, Elora, they said ALL the housemates must gather on the sofa. You've got to." Lynda called over as she, Elora, Strood and Crosbie sat at the sofa.

"Busy getting out, thanks." The Doctor said, sonicing one of the doors.

"But if you don't obey, then ALL the housemates get punished." The Doctor sighed, stuffing the sonic back in his pocket and flopping down on the sofa next to Elora.

"Well maybe I'll be voted out, then." He muttered.

"How stupid are you? You've only just joined, you're not eligible." Strood scoffed.

"Don't try anything clever or we all get it in the neck." Lynda warned.

"Big Brother House - this is Davina Droid." The voice echoed through the house as Lynda, Strood and Crosbie grabbed each others hands. Crosbie leaned over and grabbed Elora, making The Doctor roll his eyes. Elora smirked his hand and sarcastically grabbed his hand as if she was scared. "Crobsie, Lynda and Strood - you have all been nominated for eviction. And the eighth person to be evicted from the Big Brother House is..." There was a long tense pause and The Doctor rolled his eyes, making Elora grin at him even more. "... Crosbie!" Crosbie gasped and the three housmates jumped up, all over each other.

"I'm sorry! Oh, I'm sorry! Sorry!" Lynda gasped.

"Oh, it should've been me, that's not fair... oh, Crosbie love..." Strood said, putting his arm around her as The Doctor leaned back into his chair whilst Elora watched the eviction innocently.

"Crosbie, you have ten seconds to make your farewells, and then we're gonna get you!" Big Brother said as Crosbie, Lynda and Strood rushed to the door.

"I won't forget you." Lynda said.

"I'm sorry I stole your soap." Crosbie apologized.

"Oh, I don't mind, honestly." She said, hugging her.

"Thanks for the food, you're a smashing cook." Strood said, kissing her on the cheek. "Bless you." The doors slid open to reveal a small white room.

"Bye, then... bye Lynda..." Crosbie said nervously. Lynda and Strood shared a look and made an archway above the door.

"Bye..." Lynda whispered as Crosbie walked underneath them, into the room as the door slid close. "I don't believe it. Poor Crosbie..."

"It's only a game show, she'll make a fortune on the outside!" The Doctor looked over from the sofa at them. "Sell her story, release a record, fitness video, all of that... she'll be laughing!"

"What d'you mean, 'on the outside'?"

"Here we go..." Strood said. They both rushed over to the sofa as the telly flashed on, showing Crosbie staring nervously at the camera.

"Well, what are they waiting for? Why don't they just let her go?" The Doctor asked.

"Stop it, it's not funny." Lynda snapped tearfully as they turned back to the TV.

"Eviction in... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1!" A bolt of light surged through the room and disintegrated Crosbie. The Doctor and Elora stared at the telly in shock, The Doctor in confusion and Elora in realization, finally figuring out where she was.

"Oh my god we're on Game Station!" Elora gasped loudly as Lynda and Strood nodded back at her.

"What was that?" The Doctor asked.

"Disintegrator beam." Elora whispered as The Doctor looked at Strood and Lynda.

"She's been evicted." Lynda said as if it was obvious. "From life."

The Doctor stood up slowly before starting to angrily pace the room. "Are you INSANE? You just step right into the disintegrator? Is it that important, getting your face on the telly? Is it worth DYING for?" He shouted.

"You're talking like we've got a choice!" Lynda said desperately, standing up.

"But I thought you had to apply!"

"Don't be so stupid. That's how they played it centuries back." Strood huffed.

"You get chosen whether you like it or not! Everyone on Earth is a potential contestant. The transmat beam picks you out at random. And it's non-stop. There are sixty Big Brother houses running all at once."

"How many? SIXTY?" The Doctor shouted as Elora got up, holding onto his arms to calm him down whilst looking back at Lynda.

"They've had to cut back. It's not what it was." Strood said dejectedly.

"It's a CHARNEL house! What about the winners? What to they get?"

"They get to live." Lynda said.

"Is that it?!"

"Well, isn't that enough?!"

"We're on Game Station." Elora said blankly to The Doctor. "We have to get out."

"Jack and Rose." The Doctor said quickly before they both bolted off across the room. "They're out there. They got caught in the transmat. They're contestants. Time we got out." He turned to Elora. "What can you get evicted for?"

"Damaged property, mainly." She said.

"What, like this?" He asked with a wink, taking out his screwdriver and sonicing it at the camera, making it spark.

"The Doctor - you've broken the House Rules." Big Brother's voice called over the speakers. "Big Brother has no choice but to evict you." The Doctor grinned back at Elora in triumph, taking her hand and squeezing it. "You have ten seconds to make your farewells, and then we're gonna get you!"

"Come on then, open up!" He shouted, banging on the door.

"You're mad! It's like you WANT to die!" Lynda gasped.

"I reckon he's a plant! He was only brought in to stir things up!" Strood said bitterly as the door slid open. The Doctor yanked Elora in with a grin and started up at the camera, smiling like an idiot.

"Come on then, disintegrate us! Come on, what're you waiting for?" He asked impatiently, looking up at the disintegrator. "Disintegrate us!"

"Eviction in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1..." There was silence.

"Haha! I knew it! You see? Someone BROUGHT us into this game. If they'd wanted us dead, they could've transmatted me into a volcano." He grinned at Elora who smiled nervously back. "They want us alive-"

Elora turned to the door behind her. "Maybe the security isn't as tight this end." She muttered.

"Are you following this? We're getting out!" The Doctor said mockingly to the camera before turning and sonicing the door behind him, making the one to the house open. He looked back as Lynda popped her head through, looking at him. "Come with us." He told her as she looked back at Strood.

"We're not allowed!" Strood said.

"Stay in there - you've got a fifty-fifty chance of disintegration. Stay with us - I promise I'll get you out alive. Come on!"

"No- I can't, I can't..." She said nervously.

"Lynda, you're sweet. From what I've seen of your world, d'you think anyone votes for sweet?" The Doctor held out his hand to her and after a moment's hesitation, she grabbed it, and out they left.


"Hold on... I've been here before." The Doctor said, looking around level 56 in awe. "This is Satellite Five!" The Doctor walked over to the door to the side room and soniced it before stepping through. "No guards. That makes a change. You'd think a big business like Satellite Five would be armed to the teeth." He shrugged as he walked across the room.

"No one's called it Satellite Five in ages." Elora frowned. "It's the Game Station now. Hasn't been Satellite Five in about a hundred years?" She looked to Lynda for confirmation who nodded back at her.

"How would you know?" The Doctor asked. "I thought you came from the 51st century?"

"Not originally." She smiled softly. "Left here, in the year two zero-zero/one zero-zero and travelled to the 51st century to study there."

"But, how?" He frowned.

"A Professor from the university tracked me down, said I was exactly what they needed. She told me she used to be a doctor." She looked back at The Doctor, grinning at him. "It's not the first time I've run off with a mysterious doctor to see the stars." The Doctor shook his head at her as she grinned madly. "So how long since you were last here?

"A hundred years exactly." He said, checking his watch. "It's the year two zero-zero/one zero-zero. I was here before. Floor 139. Satellite was broadcasting news channels back then... had a bit of trouble upstairs. Nothing too serious. Easy - gave 'em a hand - home in time for tea."

"A hundred years ago?" Lynda asked as The Doctor put his hand on the touch pad to open the door, with no luck. "What, you were here a hundred years ago?" She asked as he began to sonic the edges of the door.

"Yep!"

"You're looking good on it..."

He turned back to her, "I moisturise." He held up the sonic and frowned at it. "Funny sorts of readings. All kinds of energy... the place is humming. It's weird. This goes way beyond normal transmissions. What would they need all that power for?"

"I dunno. I think we're the first ever contestants to get outside." Lynda said.

"We had two friends travelling with me. They must've got caught in the same transmat." He said to Lynda before turning to Elora. "Where would Jack and Rose be?

"They could've been allocated anywhere." Elora said nervously. "There's a hundred different games."

"Like what?

"Well, there's ten floors of 'Big Brother'. There's a different House behind each of those doors." She said, nodding at the doors. "And then beyond that, there's all sorts of shows. It's non-stop. There's um... 'Call My Bluff'... with real guns... 'Countdown', where you've got thirty seconds to stop the bomb going off... 'Ground Force', which is a nasty one... you get turned into compost. Erm... 'Wipeout', speaks for itself... oh! And 'Stars In Their Eyes'."

"Literally, stars in their eyes." Lynda nodded. "If you don't sing, you get blinded."

"And you watch this stuff?" The Doctor asked Lynda.

"Everyone does." She shrugged. "How come you don't?"

"Never paid for my license."

"Oh, my God! You get executed for that!" She gasped.

"Let them try." He muttered, holding up the sonic, making Elora smirk.

"You keep saying things that don't make sense. But who are you though, Doctor? Really?"

"Doesn't matter." He said, walking across to the next door.

"Well, it does to me... I've just put my life in your hands."

"We're just travellers, wandering past. Believe it or not, all I'm after is a quiet life." The Doctor said, examining the lock.

"So... if we get out of here, what're you gonna do? Just... wander off again?"

"Fast as we can."

"So... I could come with ya." She said. The Doctor looked up at Elora and they shared a look before looking at Lynda.

"Maybe you could." He smiled.

"I wouldn't get in the way." She said brightly to Elora.

"We wouldn't mind if you did. Not a bad idea, Lynda with a Y." Elora grinned back.

"But first of all, we've gotta concentrate on the getting out." The Doctor said briskly. "And to do that, you've got to know your enemy - who's controlling it - who's in charge of the satellite now?"

"Hold on..." Lynda said. She ran over to the opposite end of the wall and pulled down a lever on the side of the wall, illuminating the huge letters on the wall that read 'Bad Wolf Corporation'. "Your Lords and Masters." The Doctor gazed up in confusion before looking at Elora.

"It didn't occur to me in Cardiff." She whispered, gulping.


The three of them emerged onto the observation deck, gazing out and the fogged up Earth below.

"Blimey!" Lynda gasped. "I've never seen it for real before! Not... not from orbit. Planet Earth..."

"What's happened to it?" The Doctor asked.

"Well, it's always been like that. Ever since I was born." Lynda shrugged as Elora took The Doctor's hand in comfort.

"See that there?" She asked quietly pointing out at the Earth. "That's the Great Atlantic Smog Storm. It's been going twenty years. We get news flashes telling us when it's safe to breathe outside."

"So, the population just sits there? Half the world's too fat, half the world's too thin, and you lot just watch telly?" The Doctor asked.

"Ten thousand channels, all beaming down from here." Lynda said.

"The Human Race. Brainless sheep. Being fed on a diet of..." He began bitterly. "Mind you, have they still got that programme where three people have to live with a bear?"

"Oh, 'Bear With Me', I LOVE that one!" Lynda grinned.

"And me. The celebrity edition where the bear got in the-"

"Got in the bath!"

He grew serious again and looked out across the Earth, "But it's all gone wrong. I mean, HISTORY'S gone wrong. Again. This should be the Fourth Great and Bountiful Human Empire - I don't understand. Last time I was here, I put it right."

"No, but that's when it first went wrong." Elora said. "A hundred years ago, like you said. All the news channels - they just shut down overnight."

"But that was me. I did that."

"There was nothing left in their place. No information. The whole planet just froze. The government - the economy - they collapsed... that was the start of it." She blinked at him, concerned. "One hundred years of hell."

"Oh, my..." He stared at the planet, shocked. "I made this world." He squeezed his eyes shut his eyes tightly before hugging Elora tightly. After a minute she let go and looked into his eyes.

"No you didn't."

"Hey, you two!" The looked up to see Jack walking in. "Good to see ya! Any sign of Rose?"

"Can't you track her down?" The Doctor asked as Jack stopped next to them, looking out across the Earth.

"She must still be inside the games. All the rooms are shielded."

The Doctor turned to the little computer, fiddling with it. "If we can just get inside this computer... she's GOT to be here somewhere."

"Well, you'd better hurry up. These games don't have a happy ending."

"You think I don't know that?" The Doctor snapped. Elora just shook her head and ripped off Jack's vortex manipulator, handing it to The Doctor. "Here, it's programmed to find her." He gave her a gentle smile and took it before she turned back to Jack. "You ok?" She asked Jack with a grin.

"Never better." She beamed at him before lurching forward and hugging her tightly. "I'm sorry."

He pulled back with a frown, "What for?" He laughed.

"Nothing." She smiled sadly, shaking her head. "Love you Jack boy." She said with a wink.

"Love you too." He laughed, before noticing Lynda. "Hey there!" He walked towards her, shaking her hand.

"Hello!"

"Captain Jack Harkness."

"Lynda Moss."

"Nice to meet you, Lynda Moss!"

"D'you mind flirting outside?" The Doctor muttered, not even bothering to look up from the computer.

"I was just saying hello!"

"For you, that's flirting." Elora laughed.

"I'm not complaining." Lynda said.

"Which is a good idea." Jack said, placing a kiss on her hand.

"Oh!"

The system bleeped and The Doctor groaned in frustration. "It's not compatible. This stupid system doesn't make sense." He ripped out the manipulator and passed it to Elora before Jack helped him wrench off the front of the computer before taking the manipulator back from Elora, trying to patch it back in. "This place should be a basic broadcaster. The systems are twice as complicated. It's more than just television... this station's transmitting something else."

"Like what?" Jack asked.

"I don't know. This whole Bad Wolf thing's tied up with me. Someone's manipulating my entire life. It's some sort of trap and Rose is stuck inside it." He muttered before the computer bleeped. "Found her! Floor 407!"

Lynda and Elora gasped loudly in horror. "Oh, my God! She's with the Anne Droid!" They shouted in unison.

"We've gotta get her out of there!" Elora shouted, already running out of the room.


"Rodrick, in physics, who discovered the Fifteen-Dash-Ten Barric Fields?" The Anne Droid's voice rang out through the floor as they bolted out onto floor 407.

"Game Room Six, which one is it?!" The Doctor said frantically.

"Over here!" Lynda said, running over to the door as The Doctor took out his sonic.

"Stand back, let me blast it open." Jack said as The Doctor soniced the touch pad.

"Can't, it's made of Hydra Combination." Elora told him.

"Come on, come on, come on..." The Doctor muttered before the door unlocked. Elora kicked up high, making it fly open as the four of them ran in.

"Rose!" The Doctor shouted.

"Rose, you leave this life with nothing-" The Anne Droid said.

"Stop this game!" Jack shouted.

"I order you to stop this game!" The Doctor demanded as he ran towards the stage. Rose looked back at them before pushing the podium out of the way and bolting towards them.

"You are the weakest link." The Anne Droid stated.

"Look out for the Anne Droid, it's armed!" Rose shouted as she ran. The Anne droid turned her head and her jaw hinges dropped down - the disintegrator beams shot out, hitting Rose squarely in the back. And with a scream, Rose disintegrated, mere feet away from the Doctor. Jack took off towards the set, raging.

"What the hell did you do to her?" Jack shouted as The Doctor dropped down by the pile of dust, silent. Elora stared in fear before screaming out, dropping to the floor in tears. Jack screamed at many people before they were all pulled off by guards.

...

"Can you tell us the purpose of this device, sir?" The guard asked The Doctor, holding the sonic up to The Doctor's face. The four of them sat in a small prison cell, being interrogated. "Can you tell us how you got on board?"

"Just leave him alone-" Lynda began before the security guard grabbed her chin, silencing her.

"I'm asking HIM." He let go of her roughly, turning back to The Doctor. "Sir? Can you tell us who you are?" They got pulled out of the cell, their photos taken before shoved back into the cell. "You will be taken from this place to the Lunar Penal Colony, there to be held without trial, you may not appeal against this sentence. Is that understood?" The four stayed silent as the security guard goes to open the gate.

"Let's do it." The Doctor said to Jack. They all leapt to the feet before Jack kicked back the gate, walking out and throwing the guards aside, knocking them out. They all grabbed their things from the table and walked out as an alarm blared.


"Okay! Move away from the desk!" Jack and Elora stormed out of the lift ahead of The Doctor and Lynda, each carrying two machine guns around their necks, pointing them at the workers of floor 500. "Nobody try anything clever. Everybody clears!" The staff scattered to the sides of the room and Elora and Jack stepped aside as The Doctor stormed through them, holding up Jack's gun to the front of the room where a white woman hung, connected to a bunch of umbilical cords - the Controller. "Stand to the sides. And stay there."

"Who's in charge of this place?" The Doctor demanded, raising the gun at her.

"... 18... 19... 20..." The Controller whispered.

"This Satellite's more than a Game Station."

"79..."

"Who killed Rose Tyler?"

"All staff are reminded that solar flares-"

"I want an answer!"

"... in delta point one."

"She can't reply." One of the male staff stammered. The Doctor swung round to look at him, still holding the gun upright and making all the staff flinch. "Don't shoot!"

"Oh, don't be so thick. Like I was ever gonna shoot." The Doctor rolled his eyes, tossing the man the gun. "Captain, we've got more guards on the way up. Secure the exits."

"Yes, sir!" Jack said, turning around and walking back towards the door.

"You - what were you saying?" He asked the man.

"But... I've got your gun." He replied.

"Okay, so shoot me. Why can't she answer?"

"She's, um..." He glanced down at the gun. "Can I put this down?"

"If you want, just hurry up."

"Thanks." He put the gun down on the floor before awkwardly looking back at The Doctor. "Sorry. Um... the Controller is linked to the transmissions. The entire output goes through her brain - you're not a member of staff so she doesn't recognize your existence."

"What's her name?" Elora asked, staring up at her.

"I don't know. She was installed when she was five years old. That's the only life she's ever known."

"Door's sealed. We should be safe for about ten minutes." Jack shouted over.

"Keep an eye on 'em." Elora called back, her gaze still fixed on the Controller.

"But that stuff you were saying about something going on with the Game Station - I think you're right." The man stammered. "Unauthorized transmats... it's been going on for years."

"Show me." The Doctor said as Jack placed his hand onto the door to Archive Six.

"You're not allowed in there! Archive Six is out of bounds!" A female programmer shouted.

"Do I look like an out-of-bounds sort of guy?" Jack said sarcastically, holding up his guns before turning and walking into the room.

"If you're not holding us hostage, then open the door and let us out. The staff are terrified." The female programmer demanded.

"That's the same staff who execute hundreds of contestants every day-" The Doctor said.

"That's not our fault, we're just doing our jobs."

"And with that sentence, you just lost the right to even talk to me. Now back off." He snapped in disgust as Elora glared at her, telling her to back off as Lynda shuffled next to them. The Doctor stared at the computer screen as it started to flicker and the lights started to die down.

"That's just the solar-flares." The male programmer told him. "They interfere with the broadcast signal, so this place automatically powers down. Planet Earth gets a few repeats. It's all quite normal."

"Doctor..." The Controller said quietly.

"Doctor?" Elora whispered.

"Not now." The Doctor muttered.

"I think she wants you." The Doctor span round and looked up at the Controller at the end of the room.

"Doctor..." The Controller said again. The Doctor hurried over to her, watching her with sympathy. "Doctor...? Where's the Doctor?"

"I'm here."

"Can't see. I'm blind. So blind. Since I came here, blind. All I can see is numbers, but I saw you."

"What do you want?"

"Solar-flares hiding me. They can't hear me- my- my masters, they always listen but they can't hear me now. The sun... the sun is so bright..."

"Who are your masters?"

"They wired my head, their name is forbidden. They control my thoughts, my masters... my masters, I had to be careful. They took me so far away from home, I was scared, I couldn't find you! They monitor the transmissions but they don't watch the programmes. I could hide you inside the games."

"My friend died inside your games." The Doctor said coldly.

"Doesn't matter."

"Don't you DARE tell me that."

"They've been hiding. My masters, hiding in the dark space, watching and shaping the Earth... so, so, so many years... they've always been there. Guiding humanity, hundreds and hundred of years-"

"Who are they?"

"She's trying to sell you." Elora stiffened slightly, watching in horror.

"Who is? Who are your masters?"

"They wait. They plan and grow in numbers, they're strong now. So strong, my masters-"

"Who are they?"

She looked at him suddenly. "But they speak of you. My masters, they fear the Doctor."

"Tell me! Who are they?" He demanded, stepping forward. She gasped suddenly as the power flickered back on and she returned to counting. "When's the next solar-flare?" He asked the male programmer.

"Two years time." He replied.

"Fat lot of good that is."

Jack burst out of Archive Six, grinning like a maniac. "Found the TARDIS!"

"We're not leaving now." The Doctor said.

"No. But the TARDIS worked it out." Jack said, shoving the male programmer out of his chair. "You'll wanna watch this. Lynda, could you stand over there for me please?" Jack said, pointing to a spot.

"I- I just wanna go home." She replied nervously.

"It'll only take a second. Could you stand in that spot, quick as you can?" She nodded quickly before standing in the spot. "Everybody watching? Okay... three, two, one-" He pressed a button on the computer and disintegrator beam shot down from the ceiling and hit Lynda.

"But you killed her!" The Doctor said, shocked.

"Oh, d'you think?" Jack asked, pressing the button again as she reappeared next to The Doctor, unharmed.

"... What the hell was that?" She asked.

"It's a transmat beam." Elora whispered, grinning slowly.

"Not a disintegrator - a secondary transmat system." Jack agreed, standing up and walking towards The Doctor and Elora. "People don't get killed in the games! They get transported across space! Guys, Rose is still alive!" The three of them laughed, hugging each other tightly.


"She's out there somewhere!" The Doctor said, bolting from console to console.

"Doctor!" The Controller called. They all looked up to her as she grimaced in pain. "Co-ordinates five point six point one-"

"Don't! The solar flare's gone, they'll hear you!" The Doctor shouted as Elora quickly typed the coordinates into a computer. "Point four three four- no my masters, no! I defy you! Stigma seven seven-" She screamed out and disappeared out of thin airs, the umbilical cords dropping. "They took her."


"Oh, my masters..." The Controller gasped, standing up slowly, looking at the Dalek gliding towards her. "You can kill me. For I have brought your destruction." The Dalek sent out a shot, leaving her to collapse to the floor, before gliding out of the room. The Controller stayed silent, dead, for a few seconds before groaning and rolling over. She stumbled to her feet and stood up, looking at herself in the shiny wall as she silently screamed out, throwing her arms our as a golden light filled through her body. She through her head forward, looking at herself in shock. Her hair had grown out, long and golden blonde and she was a lot more tanned, a bit more filled out than her anorexic form before and a little shorter. She leaned forward, looking at her sparkling blue eyes, no longer nearly blind as before. She quickly span around, making sure there was no Daleks around before grinning to herself.


"Look, use that." The male programmer said as Jack sat at one of the computers, handing him a disk. "It might contain the final numbers. I kept a log of all the unscheduled transmissions."

"Nice... thanks..." He took it from him before holding out his hand. "Captain Jack Harkness, by the way..."

"I'm Davitch Pavale." Davitch replied, shaking his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Davitch Pavale..."

"There's a time and a place." The Doctor scolded.

"Are you saying this entire set-up's been a disguise all along?" The female programmer asked.

"Going way back." Elora nodded. "Installing the Jagrafess a hundred years ago. Someone's been playing a long game. Controlling the Human Race from behind the scenes for generations."

"Click on this." Jack said, handing The Doctor a small device. The Doctor aimed it at the screen that had replaced where the Controller hung and clicked it, making an image of an empty expanse of space materializes above thier heads. "The transmat delivers to that point. Right on the edge of the solar system."

"There's nothing there." Elora frowned.

"It looks like nothing. 'Cause that's what this satellite does. Underneath the transmission, there's another signal..." The Doctor said.

"Doing what?" Davitch asked.

"Hiding whatever's out there. Hiding it from sonar, radar, scanner... There's something sitting right on top of Planet Earth... but it's completely invisible. If I cancel the signal..." He pressed a few buttons and they all looked up at the screen, now full of golden saucers spinning slowly in space.

"That's impossible. Those ships... they were destroyed." Elora and Jack said in unison.

"Obviously, they survived."

"Who did? Who are they?" Lynda asked.

"Two hundred ships. More than two thousand on board each one. That's just about half a million of them."

"Half a million what?" Davitch asked.

"Daleks." Elora gulped when suddenly, a communication broadcast appeared on screen showing two Daleks with Rose standing in between.

"I will talk to the Doctor." The first Dalek said.

"Oh, will you? That's nice. Hello!" The Doctor said, waving mockingly at them.

"The Dalek Stratagem nears completion. The Fleet is almost ready. You will not intervene."

"Oh, really? Why's that then?"

"We have your associate. You will obey or she will be exterminated."

"No." Everyone except Elora looked at him in shock. The Doctor looked up at her and she nodded with a small smile before he turned back to the screen.

"Explain yourself."

"I said 'no'."

"What is the meaning of this negative?"

"It means 'no'." He said sternly.

"But she will be destroyed."

"No!" He shouted. "'Cos this is what I'm gonna do - I'm gonna rescue her. I'm gonna save Rose Tyler from the middle of the Dalek Fleet, and then I'm gonna save the Earth, and then just to finish off, I'm gonna wipe every last STINKING Dalek outta the sky!"

"But you have no weapons! No defences! No plan!"

"Yeah. And doesn't that scare you to death? Rose?"

"Yes, Doctor?" Rose replied eagerly.

"I'm coming to get you." He clicked the device, cutting off the transmission.

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