The Doctor snarled, "Oh, so you expect me to just surrender in exchange for these two individuals. No sir. It doesn't work like that. Never give up, never give in. Never cruel nor cowardly. That's my motto. We don't walk away.. And I can tell you right now I shall not be walking away any time soon. Now if you'll excuse me."
He straightened his bowtie before taking Clara's hand and rushing inside the TARDIS with his two companions. He rushed over to the console and flicked a few switches and pulled a lever.
He then clasped his hands together and ran over to the console door, with a grin on your face that you had when your teacher gives you an early mark for lunch. He popped his head outside the door, expecting to be somewhere near the jail cells, but they were, indeed, exactly where they were a few minutes ago.
"Uh, oh." He quickly popped his head back inside and slammed the door.
"Something is terribly wrong." The Doctor cringed as he tried to think of a plan.
"Doctor!" Alistair called out.
"Yes what is it Ja-" He shook his head just after realising the mistake he made. "Sorry. Alistair, what is it?" He sighed.
Alistair rolled his eyes before addressing the situation. "They've disabled my vortex manipulator, which, in turn disables the shields. Not to mention they've disabled the TARDIS shields. Along with the controls." He said quite seriously.
"Don't be so daft. Even if they were able to deactivate the TARDIS, I would be the very first to know, thankyou very much." He said crossly.
"When the Axons said the Cybermen had upgraded, they were not joking. They have the ability and the technology to disable and destruct advanced technological warfare." Alistair retorted.
"The TARDIS is not-" The Doctor started but was cut off by the boy genius.
"The TARDIS is just as much of a weapon as a Dalek spaceship or ray gun. The Time War saw to that." He snarled.
The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "You don't know the first thing about the Time War you cocky Scotsman!" The Doctor growled ferociously.
"I'm more than just a kid who found a vortex manipulator. I've seen World War Five. The rise and fall of Torchwood. The death of JFK. Even the fall of Arcadia." Alistair snarled.
"Impossible. We would have seen one another. I don't believe you." He growled.
"Excuse me! Can we please get back to the matter at hand! Tolkien and Marilyn Monroe are being held hostage."
They both nodded in agreement and rushed to the console screen just as the TARDIS was being fired at by laser blasts and bullets.
Alistair gave The Doctor an "I told you so look" while The Doctor tried to ignore him.
"Alright! 2000 Cybermen and 10 Axons. Simple, right? No! They have been upgraded to the absolute max, not to mention we have to save the prisoners as well and be back in time for tea. I heard we're having pork." The Doctor had his usual silly grin on his face as Clara chuckled and even Alistair had to force a smile.
"So what do we do?" Alistair questioned.
"We have to ditch the TARDIS first. Risky move, I know. But it's the only chance we've got, the old girl will be able to hang on for a couple of hours. In the meantime, we surrender. Hopefully, this will lead us to the main base of operations. And maybe the prison cells. Are we ready?" He grinned.
Both Clara and Alistair nodded in agreement.
"Alright then. Geronimo." He winked and then turned to the door and walked towards it.
Soon, The Doctor, Clara and Alistair were outside the TARDIS with their hands up.
The Doctor looked at the Axon leader in the eye. "We surrender."