Disclaimer: I in no way, shape, or form own the Doctor Who series and the characters therein.
A/N- This will be my first try at doing fan fiction. Please read other chapters before coming to a conclusion.
Chapter Six- Perception
"Either choice I make," the Doctor said, "the Darkness is defeated." He had just regained consciousness as the Universe had severed the telepathic link to the TARDIS. The Doctor still had an after image of its interior in his head; it pained him to not be able to touch the controls. Yet with renewed vigor, he jumped up off the floor and ran out of the house.
"Wait!" Rory called out to the Doctor. "Amy said that you accidentally threw this with the bags." He walked over to the Doctor and handed him the pouch that he had received from the mysterious man all those years ago.
"Thanks…" the Doctor said with nostalgia as he grabbed Jenny's arm and took off towards the nearest police station.
"Why a police station," Jenny asked.
"Well, humans always find authority in someone packing a gun and I hope to find someone I know at this station because frankly," the Doctor said as he ran out of breath, "I think we are back in Cardiff, Wales." The Doctor finished his sentence just as he reached the door.
People were not even slightly surprised but the Doctor's strange attire. They were to busy filing complaints to the robotic officers or the man at the front desk. The Doctor tried yelling over the noise to get someone to help him.
"Doctor," Jenny said as she looked around," I don't think we're going to make any progress." He pondered what she said and began making adjustments to his sonic cane. He activated it, causing a sonic frequency to emit from it. Everyone turned a looked for the source of the sound soon setting their eyes on the Doctor.
"Hello," the Doctor said timidly," I'm the Doctor and I need some help." No one seemed to listen, that is except for one officer. The Doctor and Jenny walked over to the man. He reached out for the Doctor's hand and, surprisingly, the Doctor shook it.
"It's good to see you again…Mickey," the Doctor said. Mickey gestured the Doctor and Jenny to his office. The Doctor gave his daughter his seat as Mickey took his own.
"Doctor," Mickey began," things here are not as they seem." He put his hand out, stopping the Doctor from interrupting him. "About ten years ago, almost everyone on Earth experienced a blank spot in their memory. I felt something change but I couldn't put my finger on it." The Doctor wasn't paying any attention, instead, his eyes were focused solely on the static-like ripple in the corner of the wall.
"You see it, don't you Doctor…" Mickey said as he got up from his chair and walked towards it. "Everything in this world is wrong. The physics and fabric of it are all made up." He stood and rubbed his hand together nervously. "What does it mean?"
The Doctor leaned towards Jenny and whispered a few words into her ear. She in turn pulled her sonic pistol out and closed the blinds. The Doctor took his cane and gingerly and went towards the static spot. As soon as the cane got to the spot it didn't stop, instead, it went straight through it.
"Mickey," the Doctor asked, "how long have those robotic cops been here?"
"Come think of it, they were here a day after the event." The Doctor began pacing the room. "I'm missing something." He stopped talking to look at Jenny, who pointed at the window. "What else is going on?"
"Well," Mickey said to the Doctor, "we are getting reports of power fluctuations everyday. Communication reception is actually spotty even with our technology. We tried to work with the power and telecommunication companies, but the detectives on the cases just mysteriously lost interest in it. I didn't, so the commissioner just moved me to domestic cases."
"Whatever is going on," the Doctor said, "I think that we have been enveloped in a very elaborate perception filter." With that realization, Jenny saw the robotic cops for what they actually were.
"Doctor," she said, "these robots are Cybermen."
