The Doctor appeared in a dark, yellow-tinted room. The room had screens covering a wall accompanied with consoles facing outward. This room extended about 5 feet in each direction with a door standing at the left side of the room. To the Doctor's side was a container on a table full of the crew's communicators.
He walked to the door and it did not slide open. He put his ear against it to hear anything from the other side because the door lacked a window. He did not hear anything so he lifted his head to study the door. To the mid right of it, There was a hole just big enough for his finger. He slid it in and the door slid open, surprisingly slowly and quietly.
He looked out to a long, dark hallway. He began slowly walking down the hall and the lighting got slightly brighter the further he went. Once he arrived to where the light seemed to be illuminating from, he was surrounded by jail cells protected by alien force fields containing about 6 crew members per cell. Most of them were on the floor sleeping or hurt. The ones that did notice the Doctor tried to ask him for help. The Doctor assured them that he was doing his best and to stay quiet.
He continued searching for the captain. After inspecting all of them, the Captain and Seven of Nine were nowhere in sight. He crouched down by the cell containing Chakotay.
"Chakotay," He whispered, "Wake up."
Chakotay opened his eyes half way and slightly lifted his head to see the Doctor.
"Doctor," he whispered with difficulty, "Where is Captain Janeway?"
"I don't know. Her and Seven are not in any of these cells. Do you know where they could be?"
Chakotay sat up. "Doc, keep following this hallway and at the end to your right is a big room we were before. It seemed like that was some kind of office for their leader."
"Okay," said the Doctor, "Is anyone really hurt?" He asked with great concern.
"Perhaps, but you can't get to us, and that is not our main concern. We'll have to worry about that later. Be careful Doctor."
He nodded in agreement and stood. He started walking down the hall and it became much darker. There was a little light at the end. Once he got to it, he noticed this door had a window. The Doctor peeked his face in the window to see inside.
He saw the Captain standing between two aliens holding her. The three of them were facing another alien sitting behind some desk-like alien thing. Janeway looked hurt, exhausted, and aggravated.
The Doctor could only see their mouths moving but could not hear them speak.
They weren't quite in visual range of the door, and the previous one was very quiet. Hearing them talk could be quite important, the Doctor thought. He decided to open it and sneak in.
He entered and hid behind a wall that separated the room and the door area.
"I don't believe I have to repeat myself, Captain."
Janeway looked away in disgust and looked back at him.
"Like I said, I can assist you off the planet, but I can not, and WILL not give you my ship! We're trying to get home and it's so far aw--" "Enough!" The alien interrupted.
"Tell whoever is on your ship to take us there and teach us how to control it. We want off this ball of filth, NOW!"
Janeway looked down in disappointment.
The lead alien said to his buddies, "Take her to the brig!"
They held her roughly and dragged her towards the door.
The Doctor backed up to the wall facing the door and sat still as a rock. The aliens and the Captain entered the door, missing the Doctor's presence.
Once they were gone, he turned back to look at the leader alien. He sat there looking frustrated. He pressed something on this device strapped to his arm.
"Talhanok, Bring her." He said.
"Yes sir." Replied the voice.
Shortly after, the doors in front of the alien's desk swung open and A very large alien entered, carrying Seven.
The Doctor's eyebrows lifted and his face grew with worry.
"Put her there." The lead alien said pointing to his desk.
The large alien carrying Seven dropped her inconsiderately on the table.
"Leave us." Said the leader. "I wish not to be disturbed."
The big alien nodded and left.
The alien walked around his desk looking all over Seven.
"So," the alien said to the unconscious ex-drone, "Did you enjoy it? Enjoy stealing us, turning us into those...things."
The alien's voice and face grew with anger.
"Stealing my friends, family," he hesitated, "My WIFE!" He hit Seven violently in the face. Her head swung to the side as an unconscious one would.
The Doctor became furious and nearly yelled, but he held himself back.
"We will have revenge. We will get our people back from you filthy Gesh-kast!"
Whatever that meant, I'm sure it wasn't kind, The Doctor thought.
"Hehehe, but you...you don't look quite like them. You only have a few implants on your skin. You're still filthy." He said.
The alien got on his desk and stood over Seven of Nine.
"I wonder if you have implants under this clothing of yours."
The alien reached to his side and pulled out some kind of knife. He squatted down and reached to cut her clothing.
The Doctor jumped out and yelled "Stop!" He ran towards him.
The alien turned in complete shock and jumped down. He growled and lunged at the Doctor with his knife.
The Doctor stood there as the alien's arm and knife went through his projectioned body.
The alien looked at him confused and angry.
"What are you?" He asked frustrated. "Just a hologram?"
"Let her go." The Doctor said.
"Or what?" He asked doubting the Doctor could do anything comparing to his size to his own.
The Doctor looked around as if he was looking for a weapon.
"Ha ha ha!" The alien laughed and turned to continue his work.
While the alien was turned, the Doctor pulled out a phaser hidden under his shirt and shot the alien to the ground.
He ran to Seven and checked her injuries. He couldn't tell much without a tricorder. He lifted her on his shoulders gently and made his way to the jail cells.
On the way, he was feeling scared, but heroic. Holding Seven like that. Of course, it was purely to save her life. It's not like he was carrying this lovely woman on a sunny beach.
He entered the door and hurried to the cells.
He looked through them and found the Captain in Chakotay's cell. He gently put seven down.
"Captain! What's going on?" Asked the Doctor.
"They want Voyager. They were abandoned here by their comrades. Apparently, their kind has been violently attacked by the Borg for many years. They were on a attack ship on the way to Borg cubes. The people here were dumped by the others. I'm not sure why. They want Voyager to get off the planet and attack the Borg."
"Are they insane?" The Doctor replied?
"Years of terror can do that." Chakotay added.
"What do I do, Captain?" The Doctor asked.
Janeway sat and put her hand on her chin. "We need to figure out how to open these cells."
"I knocked the leader unconscious with a phaser shot. Maybe he has some kind of device on him. I'll go check." The Doctor said.
"Okay, Doc. Be careful." Chakotay added.
He stood. Before he took his first step he looked down at Seven's face. She was glowing, even in this darkened lighting. He smiled slightly then rushed off. Chakotay happened to see that.
The Doctor rushed to the door and saw through the window other aliens looking at the phased one on the floor.
Oh crap. The Doctor thought.
Two of the aliens looked the Doctor's way and he ran as fast as he's ever ran back to the cells.
"Captain, they're coming. I have to hide!"
He grabs Seven and rushes off to the room he was previously.
He takes a communicator and presses it. "Doctor to Tom Paris?"
"Yeah Doc, how's it going?" Tom added.
"They're in force field cells. I have Seven with me. They're on their way, hurry, beam us up!"
"Okay, okay!"
He dematerialized with Seven in his arms.
They were in the transporter room.
He carried her to Sickbay. Tom was there to meet him.
"Doc, they were after you? You were supposed to be down there negotiating!"
"Well the Captain had already tried that and they don't care! They want the ship! Why can'y you just beam the crew here and then we take off?"
"Doc, their communicators are in a different room, and they are blocked by force fields. Don't forget, you're the Doctor right now, not the ECH. How's Seven?"
"I don't know. I want to run scans on her."
"Doctor, we don't have time for that. You need to go back down there and figure out how to save the crew! I'll care for Seven while you're gone."
The Doctor sighed as he looked at Seven.
"Fine. They should be gone from the room I was when you beamed me up by now."
"Alright, Doc. Good luck, again."
They went to the transporter room and the Doctor was back down there. At least Seven's safety wasn't clouding his concern this time.
To be continued........
