Chapter 3
The three Doctors and Rory stand on a Sontaran ship that hovers above modern day Earth. "Why have you taken our companions, Kaagh," the Tenth Doctor questioned. "If that's even your name! I get so confused between you- what are there like, I don't know, 100 others of you?"
"We did this to purposely lure you in," Kaagh responded. "We are now running experiments."
"You better not harm any of them," the Eleventh Doctor ordered, his facial expression changing for the fear of all his former companions.
"The Sontarans will do what pleases us. Even if it means harming pitiful humans."
"That blue armor," the Ninth Doctor started, the two other Doctor's shooting him glances. "It protects well, yeah?"
"Strongest armor in the galaxy!"
"Oh really. There isn't a…you know…default?"
"No."
The Tenth Doctor finally got it! The holes in the back; one hit on that hole and the Sontaran will be out cold! The Ninth Doctor shot him a glance and he started sneaking towards Kaagh. "What are you doing," Kaagh asked, confused on why the Ninth Doctor was nearing closer. "Stop right now!"
But the Doctor didn't stop.
"Halt! I said halt!"
But the Doctor kept on nearing closer.
"Listen to your Sontaran commander!"
But the Doctor kept nearing closer.
"I will shoot!" Kaagh held his rifle up and the Doctor stopped. He could see the hole and he knew that it was a arm distance away.
"Go ahead and shoot me," the Ninth Doctor taunted. "I dare you!"
He held it closer, the front of the rifle a few inches away from his forehead. "You should really pay attention to your other prisoners besides one," the Ninth Doctor said.
"What does that mean?"
The Tenth Doctor tapped his sonic screwdriver onto that hole and Kaagh fell to the floor. The Ninth Doctor bent over and picked up the rifle, aiming it at the unconscious Sontaran's head. "Don't shoot," the Tenth Doctor ordered.
"Why not? He won't feel it!"
"He doesn't deserve to die! At least not yet."
"Okay," Rory started, stepping forward. "Since he's knocked out, we should probably find the people we're looking for. Shouldn't we?"
"We just don't want to wander around this ship, Rory," the Eleventh Doctor responded. "If we all get caught, we could be killed!"
"I'll make sure you'll get buried with your bowtie!" He rolled his eyes. "Just let's go! If we don't leave now, the less time Amy may have!"
"Or Rose," the Ninth Doctor added.
"Or Martha and Mickey," the Tenth Doctor also added.
"Alright, alright," the Eleventh Doctor said, finally agreeing. "But we all have to agree that if we get got, that you are the first to go!" The Doctor pointed at the Ninth.
"What? Why me?"
"You're the one who got us all in this mess!"
"What do you mean?"
"It's not his fault," the Tenth Doctor added. "It's the Sontarans!"
"No, it was him that was responsible for the 2009 attack!"
"It was me! It was me! Ninth was gone after the whole altercations with the Daleks!"
"Change your mind, now," the Ninth Doctor questioned.
The Eleventh Doctor just spun around, ignoring his previous incarnation's question. "Let's just find Pond, Tyler and the Smiths so we can get off this wretched ship!"
"That's what I suggested," Rory responded, already starting to walk, but was soon stopped when the Eleventh Doctor spun him back around. "What is it, Doctor?"
"Look !"
Rory looked, seeing nothing. But then he saw a figure- a blue armored figure come from the corner. The Sontaran had a helmet on, the Doctors not knowing who he was. But when he removed his helmet, the Eleventh Doctor knew he was not a threat. "Hello Doctor," Strax greeted, carrying a rifle similar to the one that Ninth Doctor was holding. "Am I too late to the party?"