"Let go of me!" The Doctor demanded angrily as he pulled out of the grip of the human-wasp creatures as they arrived in a clay coloured building. He looked around, and then turned to one of the wasp-humans. "Where are my friends?" He asked, a demanding tone in his voice. He hated teleports, and also had a strong dislike when he didn't know what was going on.
"They were unnecessary," a raspy voice said behind them.
All of them turned round, and the wasp-humans bowed before the much larger wasp-human who now stood in front of them. It had a regal aura to it, like it was treasured.
"Unnecessary?!" The Doctor exclaimed in hatred, not bothering about who the wasp-human was, "They are my friends! An immortal man and a girl who is at least part Time Lord are unnecessary?! Ha! And who are you to say if someone is necessary or not?! The queen bee?! Also, what species?! You're not a Vespiform, I know that!"
"We were once Vespiform, but strayed too far. We found a home here and, well, some of the colonists decided to reproduce. I am the leader of our colony."
"That gives you no right to think my friends unnecessary! And what's your name, then? Because you're no longer Vespiform, I can see that."
"My name is Herbreas, and you are a Time Lord. If anyone can help, it's you."
"Why? Why do you need help? And you could've just asked instead of kidnapping me!"
"We needed you safe."
"Safe?!"
"We are underground, and only able to come via teleports. It protects us from the beast."
"A beast? What beast?!"
"It hunts us. We can't stop it; it's too fast. We once thrived, and we lived in the parts of this planet that weren't occupied by other species, yet now we fear we are the only ones left on this planet. We no longer hear the sounds of the other species that lived peacefully on this world."
"And it's still out there?!"
"Yes. Otherwise we wouldn't be coming to you for help."
"My friends are out there! They could get killed!"
"The immortal man will live."
"And Chloe, hm?"
Herbreas was silent.
"You need to realise something, Herbreas. That girl is from another universe, the daughter of someone who I lost. That someone asked me to look after her and that is what I'll do but if you stand in my way of that, then I can easily rid of your existence!"
"Then help us and do so quickly before the beast finds them, Doctor."
"How am I supposed to do that when I don't know what I'm dealing with?!"
"Find it out, Time Lord."
"That might be very tricky."
"We're rather advanced."
"I don't have my TARDIS."
"Then make do."
The Doctor stared at Herbreas for a few moments before giving in. Time was running out and he needed to make sure Chloe and Jack were safe. He told Herbreas the list of things he needed and gave the leader a look as it nodded to the workers who hurried away.
"You are impressive," it rasped with a tone of congratulation.
"I try my best. Does the creature have routine?"
"It is fairly regular."
"Then, Herbreas, as your workers get your stuff, please tell me about it."
"It knows we are here, It must have keen senses. We have cameras which watch out for us."
"And?"
"It comes here one day, then it's gone for two days and then it comes again. It must be incredibly fast. Sometimes it's longer than that, but sometimes, on a few occasions, it has been shorter than that."
"When did it come last?"
The pause before Herbreas answered made the Doctor feel all the more uncomfortable. "Two days ago," the wasp-human leader finally replied.
"Then you ought to really hope that the beast is not coming today, or that I stop it before it finds my friends."
"Then we shall hope so. We know the anger of a Time Lord."
The Doctor frowned and then smiled, "Right! We better get to work!"