Cynthia's POV


When I woke up, I found myself in a cell. It was rather nice for a cell. Well, better than I had expected actually.

"Wait. The Doctor!" I thought. I got up and glanced around, trying to see if there was any sign of him.

To my dismay, there wasn't even the slightest sign. I sighed and walked over to a corner, letting myself slide down onto the floor, trying my hardest not to cry.

"Come on, Cynthia. You're stronger than that. Put yourself together." I told myself, sniffling and wiping away a tear that was about to fall.

"You know what happened that made you cry the last time." I told myself, forcing me to remember.

"I know, but." I tried to reply. "No! No buts!" I looked over at the cell door, a puzzled look on my face.

"Oh… I'm going mad..." I said to myself, putting my face in my hands.

"Cynthia! Psst."

I turned to where I thought the voice was coming from but didn't see anything.

"Yup. It's official. I've gone mad." I stated, throwing my hand into the air for exaggeration.

"No, you're not going mad." The voice said again. I spun around to see who was speaking and didn't see anyone.

"No, I'm not out in the open. Close your eyes." The voice declared.

"Your voice… you sound a lot like…"

"Yarlicia. Yeah. It's me. Now, close your eyes, Cynthia." I nodded and closed my eyes, unsure of what to expect.

A few seconds later, I saw Yarlicia's body come into my view.

"Can you see me?" She asked, looking at me.

"Y-yeah. I can. How is this.."

"Telepathy. I sensed you were able to communicate via telepathy so I thought this was as good of a time as ever to try." She said, looking over to the side.

"Yes, yes I was right. She can, Okay. I will do that."

She turned back to me. "Cynthia, the Doctor wants to know if you're alright, where you are, and…" She turned back to him as if to ask if he was sure he wanted her to ask.

"He wants to know if they've told you anything about yourself."

I must have looked confused because she turned back to her side and started to mumble stuff.

"Tell him that I'm fine. Maybe a few scratches and bruises here and there but other than that no harm has been done to me. As for where I am…"

I looked around my cell, wondering if I should really tell him that and worry him. "I'm in a cell, somewhere on board a ship. I'm guessing Dalek, of course." I told her.

She turned and told him that news and her face got a little worried.

"Yarlicia, is he alright?" I asked her.

"Uhh… He's kind of going on a rant right now. Breaking things, yelling… Yeah… he's a bit upset… Doctor! Don't you touch that!" She yelled, turning her back to me. "And he touched it…"

I watched her and couldn't help but think of the Doctor doing something he wasn't supposed to. Same old Doctor. Never listens even when he's angry.

"Yarlicia, how are you able to contact me if you're with the Daleks?"

The thought had never crossed my mind until now.

"We escaped. The Doctor soniced a grenade. Killed them all on the spot when it blew up."

I gasped. "Are you all okay? That could have killed you both!" My mind then wandered to the thought of the Doctor… dead. I couldn't bear it if I lost him.

"Yes, we are both fine. Well. As fine as we can be."

Just then I heard a pair of Daleks entering the cells.

"Yarlicia, I have to go. Daleks approaching!" I whispered before opening my eyes and cutting off the transmission.

"You will come with us, Cynthia!" The Dalek on the right said, drawing out the N and the A of my name, before opening my door.

After we walked down a long hallway and made a few turns, I was escorted into what I assumed was the main chamber of the ship. There, waiting for me, was who I assumed as the Dalek commander on the ship.

"Cynthia!" The Dalek leader said, his voice loud and demanding. "Companion to the Doc-tor!"

I nodded, "Yes…"

I looked around to see about 600 other Daleks in the room.

"What do you want with the Doctor?" I asked it, demanding to know.

"For him to feel pain!" It said, the speech indicators on its head lighting up.

"And you think that you capturing me will bring him pain?" I questioned the Dalek.

"Yes! We know it will bring him pain!" He said, all the other Daleks started chanting, "Pain", in response to him.

"It won't work! The Doctor is smarter than that!" I yelled at the Daleks, my body filling with rage.

"Then you don't know the Doc-tor!" The Dalek leader said, his speech indicators lighting up again.

I was about to say something when the Dalek leader yelled, "Take her back to her cell!"

Next thing I knew, I was back in my cell, cold and alone once more. I closed my eyes and tried to contact Yarlicia.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

I thought back on what the Daleks said about bringing him pain because they captured me and what Yarlicia told me about the Doctor earlier.

"Does he really care that much?" I asked myself, sitting against the wall and resting my head on it, wondering about if what they said was true.

I closed my eyes and grabbed on to my locket necklace, moving it back and forth on the chain, as I started to drift off to sleep.


Her first adventure and she gets captured by the Daleks! Poor Cynthia! I wonder what the Doctor is doing right now...