I still only own Emmy, Doctor Who is not at all mine in any way.
Daleks in Manhattan: Part 3
Once the group of women had reached the stage, Tallulah left Emmy and Martha backstage, running to take her place for the show. The announcer introduced them and the curtains opened, revealing Tallulah and the rest of the girls on the stage. The music started up and the girls and red slowly lowered the red fans that they hold, revealing Tallulah in her white costume.
Tallulah danced up to the microphone and began singing, "You lured me in, with your cold grey eyes, your simple smile, your bewitching lies. One and one and one is three. My bad, bad angel, the Devil and me. You put the Devil in me. You put the Devil in me. You put the Devil in me. My bad, bad angel, you put the Devil in me." She turned and walked with purpose towards the back of the stage.
On the other side of the wings, Martha noticed something. She nudged Emmy with her elbow and muttered, "Look." Emmy shifted her gaze from the people on the stage to the wings across from them, where a pig man stood.
"Should we go check it out?" Emmy asked quietly.
Martha nodded and walked on stage, behind the dancers. Emmy followed behind, both of them trying not to be seen. Martha put her hands on one of the girls in an attempt to keep hidden from the crowd. "What are you doing?" hissed the dancer.
Martha moved on to the next girl, Emmy taking the spot where she had just been. Martha accidentally grabbed the tail of the girl she was now hiding behind, accidentally causing both of them to fall to the ground. Emmy stared on with an open mouth and wide eyes, not entirely sure what to do.
"What are you doing?" Tallulah cried, looking down at the girls on the ground.
"You're on my tail!" screeched the girl that Martha had fallen on, "Get off my tail!" Tallulah helped the dancer to her feet, leaving Martha to stand up on her own in embarrassment.
Tallulah looked at Emmy in exasperation, annoyed that the girls were on the stage. Emmy put her hands out, trying to signal that she was sorry. "Get off the stage!" Tallulah cried, shooing the girls off, "You're spoiling it!"
Martha pointed to the pig man in the wings. Tallulah turned to look at it and screeched out of fear. The thing ducked and ran, putting his hands over his head in an attempt to hide himself from the girls that were now blatantly staring at him. "Hey!" Martha called. She ran off the stage in pursuit of the pig man. Emmy followed close behind.
Once in the hallways, the two came in sight of the man. "Wait!" Martha called, trying to get the pig man to stop so that they could talk to him, but he just kept on going. The pig man ran into the props room. Martha chased after him, yelling, "But you're different to the others. Just wait!" There was a clang and the pig man was gone, he'd disappeared into the sewers.
"Great," Emmy panted, trying to catch her breath, "all of that disaster, and now it's been for no reason!"
"Not no reason. Now we've got something to tell the Doctor. He'll know what to do about this. Besides, he must have been here for a reason. I mean, the poor man looks like that, surely he didn't just risk being ridiculed just to see a show."
Behind the girls there was a growling. They turned around to see a pig man that was standing over them menacingly. The pig man tackled the girls to the ground, being stronger than both of them combined. He dragged them down the sewage system, a girl in each arm. Emmy flailed around wildly in an attempt to get free, but it only made the pig man hold onto her tighter as he dragged her through the dark tunnels.
Once they turned a corner, a second pig man appeared. The second man grabbed Emmy roughly from the other. "Hey!" Emmy yelled, kicking her legs wildly as the pig man picked her off the ground. He must have decided that it was just easier to carry her than try to drag her around. "Let me go! This is a violation of both my personal space and my rights!"
The pig man set her down as they reached a dead end. Emmy opened her mouth to thank him, but was promptly shoved roughly into the wall. "Let us go!" Martha yelled, grabbing onto her arm. Emmy cowered against the wall quietly as a line of people were led into the room in front of Martha and Emmy.
"Emmy! Martha!" Frank called as he was led into the room.
"You're alive! Oh, I'd thought we lost you," Martha replied as Emmy pushed herself as far into the wall as possible, not wanting to do anything that would lead to her being manhandled by those men again.
Suddenly, Emmy abandoned all thoughts of fear and flung herself at Frank, wrapping him up in a tight hug. "Oh, Frank. I thought you were dead. Frank, they attacked us and dragged us down here." Emmy felt so stupid, being as afraid as she was, but she hadn't quite been expecting to be kidnapped. One of the pig men hit Emmy, squealing at her angrily. "Alright!" she called out as Martha joined the line in front of her, "All right, we're moving!"
Emmy grabbed one of Frank's hands and one of Martha's, refusing to be separated from either one of them. "Where are they taking us?" Frank asked quietly, his face painted with fear.
"I don't know, but we can find out what's going on down here," Martha called, looking back at Frank.
Emmy took several deep breaths, trying to calm down her emotions. There was no way she was going to let the pig men see any more fear than they already had seen. She held her head high as the group was marched throughout the sewers. The only sound to be heard was the dripping of mysterious liquids about the walls, the occasional squealing of the pig men, and the footsteps of their terrified prisoners.
As the group was marched about, Emmy couldn't help but wonder what the Doctor was up to. Had he gotten any farther in solving the mystery? Had he noticed that Emmy and Martha were missing? Was he out looking for them? Emmy hoped he was. If anyone were to save them, she suspected that it would be the Doctor. He seemed to have a knack of being in the wrong place at the right time, and then the right place in the right time shortly afterwards.
The line of people was lead into a small, circular room. They were all shoved into a circle in the center. The pig men stood on the outskirts, keeping the prisoners huddled together tightly and preventing them from escaping out.
"Why are they keeping us here for?" Frank asked. His took in short, panicked breaths and he looked around them wildly. Just to his left stood one of the pig men, who was shifting from foot to foot. Was he doing it because he was worried? Impatient? Did the pig men even have enough of a mind capacity to feel worried or impatient? Emmy figured that at this point, those thoughts were running through her mind as an excuse not to dwell on the actual pressing situation at hand.
"I don't know. I've got a nasty feeling we're being kept in the larder," Martha replied, looking at a particularly large pig man to her right. He must have been a rather large man as a human. Had he been this nasty in real life, or had he actually been a kindhearted-if unlucky- man?
Suddenly, the pigs all began squealing loudly. They were all shifting around rapidly now, and their squeals continued to grow increasingly louder. "What are they doing?" Frank asked nervously, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"Silence. Silence," called out a new voice. This new voice didn't very much sound like a real voice at all. It spoke in a monotone, with a robotic edge to it. In all, the noise itself was exceptionally scary. Emmy didn't particularly want to see what the thing that produced the noise looked like.
The thing that called out rolled into the room. It was a robot. It was shaped oddly, with no legs and no real arms. In fact, its shape didn't resemble a human's at all. The thing was wider at the bottom, but narrower at the top. It was sort of like a cone, but with a rounded off top. It had ball shaped decoration things all along the bottom, up to the point where its 'arms' were. It's arms weren't really arms at all. One of them looked like a plunger, and the other looked like a whisk that was used for cooking. It had an odd sort of paneling up to its head. The head was rounded off with an eye-stalk protruding out and ear-like lights on either side of its head.
"What the hell is that?" Martha asked, eyeing the robot warily. She seemed to be just as afraid of it as Emmy was, if not slightly more so. She was certainly more curious about it.
"You will form a line," the robot said. "Move. Move. Move." It's voice increased in volume, but did not have the emotion necessary to be considered yelling.
"Just do what it says, everyone. Okay? Obey!" Emmy called out as the pig men started shoving them about in an attempt to get them into a line. Emmy was shoved particularly roughly against the wall by one pig, but neither said nor did anything. She was getting a bit smarter about this whole 'kidnapped' thing.
"The female is right," the robot said, rolling to a stop between Emmy and Martha, "Obey!"
"Report," another robot said, rolling into the room. This robot had the same exact voice and tone as the previous one had. Emmy didn't think that there was any difference between them at all. If they hadn't been side by side in front of her, she wouldn't know that they were two different beings at all.
"These are strong specimens," said the first robot, turning to face the second, "They will help the Dalek cause."
"Dalek?" Martha whispered to Emmy quietly.
"That must be what they're called. Daleks. You know, I think the Doctor told me a story about them yesterday," Emmy replied, trying to think back to yesterday. She just couldn't remember what he had said exactly. She knew it wasn't good, though.
"What is the status of the Final Experiment?" the original Dalek asked.
"The Dalekanium is in place. The energy conductor is now complete," answered the other Dalek.
It was now Emmy's turn to question the wording that they were using as they spoke. "Dalekanium? What the hell is that?" she asked quietly, hoping that only Martha heard what she said.
"Then I will extract prisoners for selection," the original Dalek said. One of the pig men dragged a man forward roughly and held him in front of the Dalek. The Dalek put his plunger into the poor man's face. "Intelligence scan, initiate. Reading brain waves." The plunger rotated around, as if it were trying to suck off the man's mouth. "Low intelligence."
"You calling me stupid?" asked the man, proving himself to not have all that much intelligence within himself.
"Silence! This one will become a pig slave. Next," said the Dalek.
One of the pig men grabbed a hold of the man, dragging him out of the room. The man fought back with ferocity, though it was in vain as the pig man was much stronger than him. "No, let go of me. I'm not becoming one of them. No! No."
Emmy put her hand over her mouth, horrified, as the Dalek moved on to the next prisoner. He was also proved to me unintelligent and forced to become a pig man. Emmy just couldn't believe what they were doing to the poor man just because he wasn't a genius. That was just horrible.
The Dalek reached Frank. "Intelligence scan, initiate," it said, "Superior intelligence."
The Dalek moved onto Emmy next, sticking its plunger in her face. "Intelligence scan, initiate. Superior intelligence. This one will become part of the Final Experiment."
"No, that's my friend!" Martha called out from next to Frank, having been the first of them to be considered smart, "You can't just experiment on people! That's insane. It's inhuman!"
"We are not human," the Dalek said, turning away from Martha as if it were uninterested, "People of high intelligence will be taken to the transgenic laboratory."
The Daleks rolled out of the room, the humans following them and the pig men bringing up the rear. As the group turned a corner, the Doctor jumped into the group, walking alongside Emmy. "Keep walking," he said quietly.
"Oh, you don't even know how glad I am to see you right now," Emmy said thankfully, keeping her face forwards out of fear.
"Yeah, well you can kiss me later. You too, Frank, Martha, if you want," The Doctor replied. Emmy couldn't tell if he was being rude because he was annoyed, if he was being sarcastic, or if he was joking. She highly doubted that he was being serious, though.
The group was dragged into another room, though this one was much nicer than the sewage system had been. Based on the facilities in the room and the state of it, Emmy guessed they were being led into the laboratory. The two Daleks that had led the group of humans into the laboratory rolled up to three more. "Report," one of them said. Emmy had no clue which one it was; they looked the exact same.
"Dalek Sec is entering the final stage of evolution," said one of the other Daleks. Sure enough, one of the Daleks off to the side was convulsing wildly. It was very obviously going through some sort of change.
"Scan him, prepare for birth," said one of the Daleks that had been with the humans in the sewage system. Two of the other Daleks turned to the one that was convulsing, ready to scan.
"Evolution?" asked the Doctor curiously.
"What's wrong with old Charlie boy over there?" Martha asked, meaning the convulsing Dalek.
"Ask them," the Doctor said, as if it were the most obvious answer.
"What, me? Don't be daft."
"I don't exactly want to get noticed. Ask them what's going on," said the Doctor. Suddenly, Emmy remembered what the Doctor had said about the Daleks. She remembered about how they were the Doctor's worst enemy and how they were the species that his had engaged in a giant war with.
"Alright, fine, I'll do it," Emmy huffed, seeing that Martha really didn't want to do it. She raised her voice so that the Daleks would hear her, "Alright, um, Daleks. I demand to be told, what is this 'Final Experiment'? Report!"
"You will bear witness," answered the Dalek closest to Emmy, looking her over with its eye-stalk.
"To what?"
"This is the dawn of a new age," the Dalek answered.
"What does that mean?" Emmy asked, glancing back at the Doctor and Martha nervously.
"We are the only four Daleks left, so the species must evolve a life outside the shell. The Children of Skaro must walk again."
The convulsing Dalek stopped convulsing suddenly. The light in its eye-stalk went out and the odd casing opened. Revealed was an odd sort of creature. It had the body of a human, and it's head was tilted down. It's scalp, though, looked like the thing that the Doctor had found on the ground earlier. The thing crawled out of its shell, revealing an odd and rather disturbing figure.
"What is it?" Martha asked as the figure continued to straighten up.
The thing only had one eye but was wearing Mr. Diagoras' suit. When it spoke, it had Diagoras' accent, "I am a Human Dalek. I am your future."
A/N: And we're done with this episode! I'm sorry it's so short, I don't really know why. I guess Martha and Emmy weren't in all that many scenes because they had been kidnapped. But I'm also putting this one up today because it's so short. I hope you like it!
