Chapter Four- Where's my TARDIS?
I blink, my head throbbing. I taste iron in my mouth, and spit out a glob of blood. I sit up, and instantly regret it. I reel over on my side and retch. "Urrrrggghh," is the only thing I'm able to say at this point in time.
"So you've woken up, child of the Doctor." I shudder at Davros' voice, and I look up to see him looming above me.
I glare at him. "I'm not a child I'm fifteen years old!"
Davros sits back smugly. "As I said before, child of the Doctor." He moves away towards a control desk of some sort. I wince and try to get to my feet. I look around for my troublesome TARDIS. It's not there.
I panic. I mean, I really panic. I start to shake and I scream. Really loudly. I don't think Davros was expecting that. And then I start to cry. I bash my fists to the ground and wail that life is so cruel, and why should I die, and where's my TARDIS. Davros just looks at me like I'm a freak of nature (which I most probably am).
Something brushes against my sub-conscious, and I stop my sobbing. You are an arse. I feel my face heat up, and slap myself. You are the biggest idiot in the world at times, Robin.
"Sorry." I start to smirk slightly. "It was funny, though, wasn't it?"
Oh, I'm not denying that. The TARDIS laughs. And I bet Davros got a shock.
Davros looks at me and I give him a little wave. "Sorry." I mumble. "It was my hormones playing up, you know, time of the month and everything..." Davros doesn't say anything, just goes back to his control panel, turning his old back on me. Rude sod.
I look around again, thinking that I missed the sight of the blue box. I still don't see it. All that I can see is the dark walls, control panels similar to the one Davros is working at, and a tall grey column.
A tall grey column.
"Oh yeah." It dawns on me. I forgot that the TARDIS could change its appearance. "Awesome!"
I turn back to Davros and freeze. He smirks at me.
"I bet you didn't expect to see my creations, did you?"
I back away towards my TARDIS, my eyes focused on the two daleks flanking Davros. Get in here now! My TARDIS begs.
"Well I wouldn't have to if you hadn't brought us here!" I snarl back. The daleks advance, their eye pieces focused on me intently. Davros laughs nefariously.
It wasn't my fault! The TARDIS insists.
I snort in disbelief. "Well, if it's not your fault, then why are we here?"
"Because of me." I look around and my jaw drops.
"You!" I gasp, clenching my fists.
The man smiles and nods his head. "Yes, me." He pulls out a device from his pocket, and aims it at me. "And you better move before I kill you."
He shoots.
It's a bit slow going at the moment, but we'll be meeting the Doctor very soon. Who's the man? Why did the TARDIS bring Robin to Davros? What's Davros up to? Where are they? So many questions, which may be answered in the next chapter. Feel free to review!
