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Chapter Eleven

"Can you go back?" Martha asked, knowing that the Doctor wouldn't be safe.

Leon nodded, "Yeah, but don't see why I should save him." He replied sounding a little spiteful for the first time. The Doctor's assistant was taken by surprise, and didn't reply for a few moments. "Why?" She asked, eyes wide. Leon grinned but shook his head, indicating he wasn't planning on sharing. "Look, either we go back and help him or I'll go myself!"

The Magician shrugged, "You can try but I'm not going to, no..." He grinned even wider, "Go ahead."

"What?" Martha was surprised he had said she could go so quickly. "Well tell me how to do it."

"Uh, uh, uh." He tsked, "Magician's oath. I promise I will always guard against exposing the secrets of magic, whether through lack of practice before performing, or through explanation to any person not entitled to know the secrets. I make this promise seriously, realizing that in violating it, I am not only violating my word of honor, but I am violating the trust and rights of all other magicians who, by the very nature of their form of entertainment, are entitled to the preservation of the secrets of the secret of magic. So, no way." Leon explained quickly, reciting the oath off by heart.

"The Doctor's life is in danger!" Martha argued, "I'm not just going to stay here!" The magician reached into his black trouser's pocket, looking as if he'd just thought of something. "Good for you," he grinned, "this isn't giving away magic, this is what that scientist gave me." He threw her a small metal sphere. It had two buttons, one black and one white.

"It only goes to two places though," he explained as Martha inspected it, "One is the lab, kinda obvious huh? The other, don't go there kay? It's an acidic place, you'll die right away if you go there."

"So, why did she put it on there?" Martha asked, it was a reasonable question.

Leon paused, "I asked her to, it's a popular place to practice magic. Or do little shows. I can survive there because, well I can't tell you." He told her, "You gonna go?"

"Of course," she said, she had no intention on abandoning the Doctor, even though she was sure that he would think of a way to save himself.

"Bye then!" He waved, sitting on a bed, "have fun!"

"Where is he?" the Rani asked Franziska, who was tracing Leon by the tracker they had put on him. "I, don't know," she admitted, "he was on Earth, London. Just a few minutes ago, however he's disappeared from the screen."

"Is it possible he destroyed it?" The brown haired scientist asked, frowning while watching the Doctor on a monitor.

"No," Franziska stated, "It would end catastrophically for him. All data of him would cease to exist, bank accounts, history on computers and everyone who hasn't seen him in three weeks will have forgotten him." The other scientist had to admit, despite thinking she was superior in science that her partner had made the device very well. "And he knows this?"

"Yes. Oh," the little white dot, meaning it was Leon re-appeared on the screen, "He's here."

Martha had used the device Leon had given her, she had appeared in Franziska's lab. In a corner, behind a huge control panel. She peeked over the edge, her brown eyes saw the woman that was with the Doctor when she had escaped. "Well Doctor, I'd like to see you try to escape," the Rani taunted, "Not only are you completely unarmed, more than usual. You are locked in a room that will only open with mine or Franziska DNA, a key and seven passwords. Not to mention your a little, tied up." The Doctor stretched forward as far as the shackles would allow.

"Every time you've tried your schemes I've defeated you!" He taunted back, "So why don't you just admit defeat?" The Doctor grinned, noticing Martha looking over the control panel.

Franziska interrupted the Rani and the Doctor trying to irritate each other. "I'll go and find that idiot."