Previously on The Bad Wolf Project.
The Doctor was not happy about Irina's plan, but it was fire alarm had taking all the innocent Torchwood employees away and directly to the local police department for interrogation.
"Doctor," he heard Mickey's voice in his earpiece. "Put the next bomb in the wall twenty feet to your left."
The Doctor nodded, knowing Mickey could see him in through the surveillance cameras. When he saw the door next to the wall and the silver plaque with a name he knew so well, Dr. Martha Jones,he froze a second before opening the door.
Chapter 10.
"The Wrong Martha Jones"
Jack ran down the basement, three floors down, and still he wasn't at the end. He was looking for the laboratory where the soldiers who were injected with Rose's spinal fluid were kept.
"Where to now?" Jack asked, looking at the two hallways in front of him.
"To the right," the Tin Dog answered. "Then to the left."
Jack sighed before he continued until he finally got the door he needed. It was labelled B.W. Laboratory.
"There's a code. Gimme a second to find it," Mickey said in his earpiece.
But before Mickey could do something, Jack disintegrated the door using his blaster. Luckily he had thought about looking for it in the TARDIS before they left.
"I'm in."
Jack entered the white lab, finding a long row of at least forty soldiers in their clinical beds. There were no nurses or doctors or any kind of people taking care of them. It seemed as if they were just left there to die.
"Hey? You awake?" Jack touched the one nearest to his right; he was hot and delusional with fever.
"Jack!" Mickey called. "You need to go to the Doctor on floor fifty eight; I'll send the cops to retrieve them since they aren't a threat."
"Good." Jack nodded and started to run back. Who was the one with the excellent idea of using the fire alarm that would stop all the elevators?
"Who are you?" the woman, who looked exactly like Martha Jones from his universe-except this had a scar in her neck-asked without stopping her movements of getting all her archives in a briefcase.
"I'm John Smith, from security, they told me to help you get out."
He had that lie in the tip of his tongue, but as soon as her ice dark eyes found his, one of Rose's memories came back to him. Now he understood why Rose was so terrified of Martha the day she saw her in Torchwood and why the TARDIS didn't show him the face of the woman that tortured Rose when she showed him her memories; it was her. Parallel Martha was the one who tortured Rose.
And he knew she was the one that tortured Rose's brother too. The only thing he didn't know was the why, what made her this way. "Why?" he asked without a thought.
"Because I need to know your name," Martha answered, looking at him like he was stupid.
"No. Why did you hurt Rose?"
Martha was going to ask who this stranger thought he was to question her actions, but something in his eyes froze her in place. She felt afraid of this stranger; she felt like standing in the middle of the street alone and broken, facing a storm with nowhere to hide or help to find. Even the lie she told to herself all the time, "I did it because it was an order, because I was scared they would hurt me instead," died in her lips. She was truly terrified of this man and the storm in his eyes.
She didn't answer and the Doctor didn't need an answer; he already knew. In Rose's memories he saw her laughing at her pain, gaining some kind of sick pleasure at her tears and screams.
"I can do this without any pain, but I just don't care," se had said once while hurting Rose.
With no more words between them, the Doctor walked the little distance he needed to stand in front of the Wrong-Martha-Jones -as he had decided to call her. The woman look at him, scared of the Oncoming Storm, he knew he was in this moment, and she fell into the chair behind her. The Doctor moved his hand and placed two fingers on her temple.
And everything turned black.
Martha opened her eyes, not knowing how much time had passed. She found herself tied to a clinical bed in a white room she recognised as her laboratory.
"Where am I? What is going on!"
She demanded to know, when a woman walked slowly to her bed. As she stepped close enough, Martha saw the woman who looked exactly like herself standing near the bed, with white gloves in her hands and ice cold eyes.
"My name is Martha Jones and I'll be your torturer today."
She heard the same first words she always said to her new victims and started to scream for help as she, for the first time in her life, was in the wrong side of her blade.
The Doctor looked at the woman eyes, now lost in space as she was trapped inside her own mind. She would relive all tortures she had committed to Rose and to anybody else she had ever hurt, but this time she would be the victim.
"Doctor!" Jack exclaimed opening the door; he saw the Oncoming Storm in his eyes still and gulped, trying to overcome the cold chills of fear falling down his spine. "I thought you would give her a chance, a way out."
"Rose tried and she didn't listen," he answered, remembering other memory of the woman without a face that hurt Rose.
"You don't have to do this!" Rose said the moment Martha walked to her, scalpel in hand, ready to make her bleed for the first time.
"I don't have to, but I'll do it just because I want to see how much you can bleed before you die."
"She will be trapped inside her own mind, reliving what she did to Rose," the Doctor whispered more to himself that to Jack once he got out of the memory. He then walked to the wall and placed the bomb there. "Get her out of here so she won't die in the explosion," he ordered and left.
"I'll take care of it," he assured him and started pushing Martha's chair.
Rose was running down the hall. She was trying to find Mars; she needed to speak with him and give him a piece of her mind about all the things he had been doing in this place. Torchwood was supposed to help avoid wars and make alliances with friendly planets, not the other way around.
"Where is he?" Rose asked once again to her ear piece.
"Two floors up; he's not even out of his office. He might be planning something."
"I'll be careful," she promised, running up the stairs. "Did Tony got out?"
"…Sure, he did," Mickey lied.
"Where is he?" Rose asked, mad at the obvious lie.
"He's in the basement helping the soldiers and…"
Mickey's connection got lost the moment Rose entered Mars' office.
"Welcome back Miss Tyler," he said, crossing his legs, looking completely calm.
"Shut it!" Rose growled. "I just want to know one thing and one thing only, why?"
"You have all this great power inside you," he explained.
"And you thought it was your job to harvest it? To use me as you pleased?" Rose demanded with loath written on her face.
"Well, yes. Think about it, we can be so far away at any time and place."
"You are crazy, did you even think about all the harm this does?"
"There is no harm," he said, frowning like a little kid trapped in a prank.
"Every time I jump, it makes me part of the events. I change things in those places because I can't control myself as my brain is too scrambled from the electric blow you give me to make me jump." Rose stopped a second, trying not to remember the soldier who tried to help her dying in her place, the reason why his wife fell into depression, dying of a broken heart years later, leaving her son alone in the world at the age of six, instead of the happy family his original time line had. "People have died and life has being ruined because you want power you can't ever begin to understand."
"Oh please, that is just collateral damage of progress."
That was all Rose could listen. She was losing her patience with the man; she took the handcuffs, but when she saw the cane he needed to walk she knew the handcuff wouldn't work.
"Sorry love, you will just have to trust me."
Taking the gun she hated, Rose aimed to his head. "If you look at me in a way I don't like, I'll kill you, right in the spot. I don't need you to have a trail or respond to the Shadow Proclamation."
"The what?" he asked, starting to walk out of the office.
"The Shadow Proclamation is a galactic government concerned with upholding Galactic Law and you, my friend, broke almost every one of those law."
"But they don't have any power over Earth."
"Maybe not, but they have power over time, space, and Torchwood," Rose explained before she pushed him with the barrel of her gun to make him walk faster.
"Doctor," Mickey interrupted as the Doctor placed the last bomb "You need to find Rose, she is one floor down."
Mickey didn't get a response, but saw the Doctor nod on the security camera screens.
Running down the corridor, the Doctor found the stairs. Using his sonic screwdriver, he opened the door and with his long legs, he jumped the steps two by two until he found the door to the fifty-fifth floor. Slamming the door open, he found the corridor.
"Where is she?" he asked, using the earpiece to communicate with Mickey.
"To your left," Mickey answered and saw the Doctor run. "Now right hallway."
Following Mickey's instructions, the Doctor ran through the labyrinth of corridors Torchwood was until he found her at the end of the corridor.
"Rose!"
He screamed as he saw her on the ground with a man over her, he identified him as Mars. The man had his cane on her throat, suffocating her as Rose struggled to escape.
"Don't worry, I won't kill her," he promised, before he took a neck brace from his pocket, the same Rose had at the beginning. He put the neck brace on Rose and took a step back. "Now we escape!" Mars laughed, pushing a button on his cane, sending an electric blow that made Rose's instinct to escape wake up.
"Rose!" the Doctor screamed just in front of her before he saw her disappear into the golden light.
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