Episode 12 "Bad Wolf"

Chapter 12: Bad Wolves

"Here we go again, we've got our work cut out for us," I heard someone say. I opened my eyes but my vision was still fuzzy. I blinked a couple of times.

"I don't know, he's sort of handsome. Has a good lantern jaw," another voice said. "And she's got a very good complexion."

"Lantern jaws are so last year. And she's a little pale." I felt a hand on my arm.

"Ana? Are you okay?" I heard. I looked over and saw Jack sitting next to me. He helped me sit up.

"Jack, where are we? Where are the Doctor and Rose? What happened?" I questioned.

"I don't know," he replied. I looked around the white room and paused when I saw two robots standing in front of me and Jack.

"Sorry, but, nice to meet you ladies, but where exactly are we?" Jack started.

"We're giving you a brand new image," the TRIN-E said.

"No, hold on, we were with the Doctor…" Jack and I sat up and he paused. "Why, is there something wrong with what we're wearing?" Jack asked.

"It's all very 20th century. Where did you get that denim?" The ZU-ZANA asked.

"A little place in Cardiff. It was called The Top Shop." We had stopped there before finding the restaurant on the bay.

"Oh, design classic," ZU-ZANA said gliding around from Jack's right side.

"And what about you, where did you get that jacket?" TRIN-E asked. I looked at the white and purple robot in front of me.

"It was a gift from my grandfather," I said. What was going on? Why were Jack and I suddenly going to get makeovers?

"It's very nice on you. But we're going to have to find you some new colours," TRIN-E commented, "maybe get rid of the "biker chick" and "Oklahoma farm boy" things you've got going on." Jack and I looked at ourselves, slightly self-conscious. I had traded in my vans for boots again, but I still didn't think I looked like a biker chick. Jack stood up before helping me stand next to him. I was a little wobbly for some reason, but managed to stand on my own.

"Just stand still and let the Defabricator do its magic," ZU-ZANA said. I was about to ask what the Defabricator did when Jack beat me to it.

"What's the Defabricator?" Suddenly, Jack was hit with a beam of light. Seconds later, the same beam hit me right in the chest. In less than 10 seconds, Jack and I were standing there completely naked. I felt my face heat up, but didn't try to run. If I did, there was no telling what the robots would do to me.

"Okay… Defabricator. Does exactly what it says on the tin. Am I naked in front of millions of viewers?" Jack asked. I forgot about my embarrassment for a minute. Now was not the time for his narcissism to shine through.

"Absolutely!" Both robots answered.

"Ladies… your viewing figures just went up." My eyebrows furrowed in thought. Were we on… a TV show? Before I had time to ask, TRIN-E took me to the left side of the room while ZU-ZANA took Jack to the opposite side. I looked at the racks of clothing, accessories, and shoes, unsure about this. However, if I went along with it, I was more likely to get out of this unharmed. Not that they would harm someone on a TV show… right?

"Now, you have a slightly pale complexion so we don't too much light color. That would wash you out. But, I can also tell that bright colors might stand out too much against you. Why don't we start with something simple and typical for teenage girls in the early 21st century?" TRIN-E rattled off. She glided down the racks, grabbing various pieces along the way and handed them to me. I silently took them and began to get dressed. I slipped into the plain undergarments before looking at the rest of the outfit. I begrudgingly put on the light jean shorts. They just barely covered my bum. Well, that was fashion for my generation. I put on the grey tank top and green button up. I left the green shirt open and began rolling up the sleeves, like TRIN-E instructed me. Lastly, I put on the pair of grey converse and she led me out to the middle of the room, where Jack was standing, in a new outfit like me. He was flexing his muscles as ZU-ZANA explained the outfit.

"It's the buccaneer look. Little dash of pirate and just a tweak of President Schwarzenegger." My eyes widened at that.

"Not sure about the vest. What about a little bit of colour to lift it?" Jack suggested. He hadn't noticed me yet or my exposed legs. Honestly, I never wore shorts, always pants. Rose was the only one who had seen my knees, and that was because of our sleepovers.

"Absolutely not," ZU-ZANA answered Jack. "Never wear black with colour. It makes the colour look cheap and the black look boring. She barely managed to pull it off because that colour of blue worked for her." Jack looked over as ZU-ZANA mentioned me and he paused. I looked at his new outfit. It was a lot simpler than mine. He was wearing black leather pants and a white vest. When I looked back up at his eyes, they were looking down.

"If you are done looking at my legs," I spoke. Jack's eyes snapped to mine, "I think you look very good, but the outfit is very simple. You need to add a jacket otherwise it looks incomplete."

"My thoughts exactly," ZU-ZANA agreed. She turned to the rack and took one off.

"I kind of like the first one," Jack said.

"No, that's a bit too much Hell's Angel. I think I like the shorter one." ZU-ZANA handed Jack the jacket. "Look, waist length, nice and slimming, shows off the bum." She patted Jack's bum a couple times.

"Works for me," Jack said with a smile. ZU-ZANA turned to me.

"Now, let's see. Early 21st century fashion for a young female," she said. "The shorts do a very nice job of showing off her legs and shaping the bum. The tank top and shirt give a nice, relaxed look, especially with the sleeves rolled up."

"The green brings out her eyes and looks good with her hair colour," TRIN-E added. ZU-ZANA nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it's very nice and works for her. Now, once we've got an outfit, we can look at the face. Ever thought about cosmetic surgery?"

"I've considered it, yeah," Jack replied. "A little lift around the eyes, tighten up the jaw line, what do you think?" Jack moved closer to ZU-ZANA, beginning to flirt with her.

"Oh, let's have a bit more ambition," she said. "Let's do something cutting edge." I got a

bad feeling but didn't have time to dwell on it as ZU-ZANA had Jack change into something else. TRIN-E came forward with two kits in her hands.

"Now it's time for accessories, hair, and makeup," she said. I raised my eyebrows but didn't complain. She set down the kits and motioned for me to follow. I did and she came to a desk and box full of jewelry. "I think your legs are too bare, besides your tattoo. We could add a simple black anklet." I shrugged as TRIN-E looked over the options. A few seconds later, she handed me a thin, cloth anklet and I tied it around my right ankle as my tattoo was on my left leg.

"You've already got a necklace, a ring, and earrings so that should be good," TRIN-E said.

"Now, it's time for your hair. With such a simple outfit, it is acceptable to do a little more with your hair." I followed TRIN-E back out of the kits and she had me sit down before opening one. She began brushing my hair and Jack came back out in an all white tennis outfit. He swished the tennis racket around before pausing and looking in the mirror.

"No, I'm just not getting this. It's just too safe, too decent. And you'd never keep it clean," he said. ZU-ZANA went and talked to him while TRIN-E twisted my hair into a bun. However, she left just enough hair out of the bun to reach my shoulders. She then curled the strands into tight ringlets and framed my face and cheeks with them. She opened her second kit and began rattling off.

"Now, we need to add colour to your cheeks because of your paleness, alone with some light lip colour. Your eyes need to be lightly lined and shadowed. Your eyelashes are already black, but they are slightly short and un-curly." I bit back my revulsion for makeup and allowed her to doll me up even more. She penciled my eyes and added some grey and silver shadow. She put on mascara and allowed it to dry before curling my eyelashes. She added blush and a lip gloss before having me look in the mirror. The makeup was very light and not at all overdone. I almost liked it… almost. I looked unnaturally pretty and girly. My legs looked long and thin and I looked like a normal, teenage girl. I couldn't help but think how Rose would like the outfit. She had been trying to get in into shorts for months now.

"Phase two is ready," TRIN-E spoke.

"Bring it on, girls," Jack replied. The Defabricator once again made him naked.

"And now it's time for the face off!" TRIN-E said.

"What does that mean?" Jack asked. "Do Ana and I get to compete against each other?" I was slightly curious too and went to stand beside Jack.

"No, like I said, face… off." My eyes widened as I got what TRIN-E was saying. She lifted up tools and Jack's face fell.

"But, wouldn't it be a shame to make us look all pretty just to mess up our faces?" I tried.

"Oh, dear, this is not for you. This is for him," TRIN-E said.

"I think you'd look good with a dog's head," ZU-ZANA said to Jack.

"Or maybe no head at all. That would be so outrageous," TRIN-E suggested.

"Any plans, Jack?" I asked. I looked over at him and he winked. Normally, I would think he was flirting with me, but this time, I knew better.

"And we could stitch your legs to the middle of your chest," ZU-ZANA continued.

"Nothing is too extreme. It's to die for," TRIN-E informed him. Jack raised an eyebrow, not looking at all perturbed, but when he spoke, her had a warning tone.

"Hold on, ladies, I don't want to have to shoot either one of you."

"But you're unarmed," TRIN-E pointed out.

"You're naked," ZU-ZANA agreed. Jack merely reached behind him before pointing a small gun at him. My eyes widened. Where the hell did he hide that? "But… that's a Compact Laser Deluxe."

"Where were you hiding that?"

"You really don't want to know," Jack answered.

"Give me that accessory!" TRIN-E said coming towards him. Jack merely shot her head off before turning and doing the same to ZU-ZANA. Jack turned to me with a smile and came forward with open arms.

"Oh, Jack, wait!" I held up my hand and backed up. "You're naked!" I put a hand over my eyes and turned around. Jack laughed before muttering an apology. I heard him rustle about for a few minutes before he spoke.

"You can turn around now, Ana." I did. "Do I get a hug?" I rolled my eyes but couldn't help my smile. I ran into his arms and he hugged me tight. When we pulled away, I spoke.

"Let's get out of here." Jack nodded in agreement and began working. He somehow managed to connect his Compact Laser Deluxe to the Defabricator and made it one large gun.

"I'm going to go change," I muttered to myself, barely able to stand the makeup and shorts any longer.

"What? Why?" Jack asked as he was finishing up.

"I'm in shorts, and as attractive as you may find my knees, I can't stand them. The makeup is only making it worse."

"No, Ana, wait!" Jack stopped me by taking a hold of my arm. "What is so wrong with makeup and shorts?" I didn't answer. Now was not the time to talk about my insecurities.

"Jack, now's not the time," I tried.

"I had a feeling this was about more than showing off your legs," he muttered. Jack turned us to the mirror. "Nothing is wrong."

"Everything is wrong. My legs are showing and I'm in makeup. I look like a painted whore. That's not me, let me go change." I tried to get away but Jack snaked an arm around my waist and pinned me to his chest.

"Do you know what I see?" he asked. I felt his hot breath roll off my neck and I felt a small blush arise. "I see a strong, beautiful young woman who has nothing to be embarrassed about. There is nothing wrong with your body, no matter what you think." Jack had practically read me like a book. Most of the time, it seemed girls wanted to be thinner and thinner. I was the opposite. I was always conscious about how thin I was. It was thinner than most girls. I had chicken legs and barely any muscle. It didn't matter how much I worked out or ate, I just couldn't get any bigger and I was stuck thinking I was nothing but skin and bones. I turned around and looked at Jack. He truly seemed to believe what he said, just like I truly believed what I thought about myself. I hugged him in thanks and he returned it.

"Although… it's not just your knees. You should show off your legs more often. I love the tattoo," he whispered huskily into my ear. I pulled back and slapped him on the chest playfully. He laughed and grabbed his gun. He grabbed my hand and led us out of the room. We walked through the white hallway and out into a dark, room. We seemed to be on some kind of space station. I saw the big numbers on the wall that told me we were on floor 299. I couldn't help but be reminded of Rose's and the Doctor's adventure with Adam. They had been on Satellite 5, which had the floor numbers on each floor in big numbers like this. I shook it off though, this most likely wasn't the same place. Jack opened a door and looked at his wrist device.

"Two hearts, that's him. Which floor?" he said, "Besides this one." I blinked, realizing I must've been throwing off his readings. Jack got the answer and we stepped into the elevator. The ride was silent. Jack followed his wrist device and we soon found the Doctor and another woman.

"Viviana!" the Doctor cried. I smiled and ran into his arms. He spun me around and we laughed.

"Doctor, are we on Satellite Five?" I asked once he put me down. He turned serious and nodded.

"This is a game station, run by the Bad Wolves Corporation," he told me. My face fell and I realized that us being here wasn't an accident.

"Where's Rose?" I asked.

"She must still be inside the games. All the rooms are shielded," Jack said. The Doctor got to work with his sonic.

"If I can just get inside this computer. She's got to be here somewhere," the Doctor said.

"You'd better hurry up. These games don't have a happy ending," Jack said. I nodded in agreement, thinking about what the robots were going to do to Jack. I didn't know why they weren't going to do it to me, maybe they were planning something else for me.

"You think I don't know that?" the Doctor snapped. I went over and put my hands on his shoulders. He immediately relaxed and got back to work.

"There you go, patch that in. It's programmed to find her," Jack said handing the Doctor his wrist device.

"Thanks."

"Hey there," Jack said to the woman.

"Hello," she replied as they shook hands.

"Captain Jack Harkness," Jack introduced with a smile.

"Lynda Moss," she said.

"Nice to meet you, Lynda Moss." I rolled my eyes at Jack's flirting.

"Do you mind flirting outside?" the Doctor said not even looking up.

"I was just saying hello," Jack said indignantly.

"For you, that's flirting."

"I'm not complaining," Lynda said.

"Muchas gracias," Jack replied. Jack kissed her hand and Lynda giggled. I rolled my eyes and turned to her.

"I'm Viviana Davis," I introduced with a smile. Lynda returned it and we shook hands.

"It's not compatible!" the Doctor cried. "This stupid system doesn't make sense." Jack and the Doctor took the top off the computer to get a better look. "This place should be a basic broadcaster. But the systems are twice as complicated. It's more than just television. This station's transmitting something else."

"Like what?" Jack asked.

"I don't know."

"Maybe if we could find the TARDIS," I suggested, "we could figure it out. Where is it?

I mean, I remember coming back from Kyoto in 1336 and then the white light. I assume that was the transmat. But what could get inside the TARDIS?"

"Exactly," the Doctor said. "This system is way more powerful than a simple game station. This whole 'Bad Wolves' thing is tied up with me. Someone's manipulating my entire life. It's some kind of trap and Rose is stuck inside."

"Found her!" the Doctor cried after a few more minutes. "Floor 407."

"Oh, my God, she's with the Anne-Droid! You've got to get her out of there!" Lynda cried. The four of us raced into the elevator and went up to floor 407. I paced nervously, biting my nails nervously. Rose was in danger… terrible danger. If she was disintegrated I don't think I could ever forgive myself. The elevator finally got there after an antagonizing amount of time and the four of us looked around for her game room. We found it and the Doctor got to work.

"Stand back, let me blast it," Jack said.

"You can't," the Doctor told him. The Doctor finally got the door open.

"Rose!" I yelled in. I saw her standing at the podium.

"Stop this game!" the Doctor ordered. The four of us ran into the room. Rose and I ran towards each other. I didn't hear her warn us about the Anne-Droid, but I didn't care. Rose and I grabbed hands, but right as we were going to turn around, the Anne-Droid sent a beam at us. It hit Rose, and we looked back at the Doctor in fear. His eyes widened and he ran towards us. Then, my world went black. When I woke up, I was in the TARDIS. I blinked in confusion, why was I here? I looked around for Rose, but she wasn't there. I got up and stumbled to the door. The TARDIS hummed.

"I'm sorry, baby girl. I've got to find the Doctor, Jack, Lynda, and Rose." She hummed again, sounding resigned, and I left the TARDIS. I ran towards the door and tried to get out. I heard someone try to open the door.

"Hey! Let me out!" I yelled.

"Doctor," I heard faintly on the other side. "Someone's in there!"

"Let me out!" I yelled. A few seconds later, Jack came into the room, two guns around his shoulders. Despite this, he hugged me tightly.

"Are you okay? We thought you died! Where's Rose?" he asked.

"I don't know," I replied shakily. "I don't know where Rose is, but I ended up in the TARDIS. Jack, we've got to find her." I felt tears well up in my eyes. "I'm so scared, Jack. What if something happened to her?" Jack shushed me.

"We'll find her," he said softly. I nodded, but it did nothing to stop my tears and fear. "Go out to the Doctor." I nodded and walked out of the room while Jack went into the TARDIS. The Doctor immediately ran to me and hugged me.

"I'm sorry," I cried. "I don't know what happened. I'm so sorry, Doctor." The Doctor pulled back and wiped away my tears with his thumb.

"It's not your fault, Viviana," he whispered. He kissed me on the forehead and hugged me again. "I thought you were dead." He held me tighter and I realized just how worried the Doctor was. I hugged him back just as tight.

"If you're not holding us hostage, then open the door and let us out. The staff are terrified," a female programmer said. I glared at her.

"Says someone who kills off countless people every day for entertainment," I spat at her, my anger rising. If it weren't for them, none of this would've happened. I had the suspicion that the beam was a transporter, but there was still a part of me that was terrified Rose was dead.

"That's not our fault, we're just doing our jobs," she replied.

"And with that sentence you lost the right to even talk to me," the Doctor said darkly. "Now back off!" The Doctor shot the employees a disgusted look before grabbing my hand and took me to look at one of the screens. Right as we did, it fritzed and went to snow.

"That's just the solar flares. They interfere with the broadcast signal so this place automatically powers down. Planet Earth gets a few repeats. It's all quite normal," a male programmer informed us.

"Doctor…" I heard a woman say. I turned and looked at the woman I hadn't noticed. She was connected to multiple… what looked like wires. She looked slightly crazed and I felt sympathy for her. This must be the woman who controlled the station, the Controller she was called. I stepped away from the Doctor and approached her.

"Doctor?" the female programmer said.

"Whatever it is, you can wait," he said sorely.

"I think she wants you," she said. The Doctor looked up.

"Doctor… Doctor. Where's the Doctor?" the Controller said.

"I'm here," he said coming to stand beside me.

"Can't see. Blind, so blind," the Controller said. "All my life blind, all I can see is numbers. But I saw you.

"What do you want?"

"Solar flares hiding me, they can't hear me. My masters listen but they can't hear me now. The sun is so bright."

"Who are your masters?"

"They wired my head, the name's forbidden. They control my thoughts. My masters, I had to be careful. They monitor transmission but they don't watch the programmes. I could hide you in the games. I knew that you'd find me."

"My friend died inside your games," the Doctor replied coldly.

"Doesn't matter," the Controller said.

"Don't you dare tell me that!"

"They've been hiding. My masters, hiding in the dark space. Watching and shaping the Earth, so, so, so many years. Always been there, guiding humanity. Hundreds and hundreds of years."

"Who are they?" the Doctor demanded.

"They wait. They plan and grow in numbers, they're strong now. So strong, my masters…"

"Who are they?"

"But speak of you, my masters, they fear the Doctor."

"Tell me, who are they?" Suddenly, everything turned back on and I realized she could no longer talk to us. "When's the next solar flare?" the Doctor asked.

"Two years time," the male programmer replied.

"Fat lot of good that is!"

"Found the TARDIS," Jack said coming out of the room.

"We're not leaving now," the Doctor said.

"No, but the TARDIS and Ana worked it out," Jack said. "You'll want to watch this. Lynda, could you stand over there for me, please?"

"Jack, I'll do it," I said. I knew what he was planning and I didn't want Lynda to go through it. She really was a sweet woman. I went over and stood where he told me.

"Everybody watching? Okay, 3, 2, 1…" Jack pushed a button and a beam hit it, teleporting me away. I felt myself land and I nearly fell over. The Doctor steadied me and I nodded to him in thanks.

"It's not a disintegrator beam," I said. "It's a transmat beam."

"A secondary transmat system. People don't get killed in the games. They get transported across space. Doctor, like Ana, Rose is still alive!" the Doctor's eyes lit up and he smiled widely. The three of us threw our arms around each other and laughed with relief. Extremely happy that there was still hope to find Rose. The three of us got to work, trying to find her.

"She's out there somewhere," the Doctor said.

"Doctor! Coordinates 5.6.1." My eyes widened.

"They'll hear you! The solar flare's over!" I cried. She continued like she didn't hear me.

"No, my masters, no, I defy you!" she continued with the coordinates and I watched in horror as she convulsed and screamed. A few seconds later, the wires fell and she was gone. They had taken her. The male programmer came up.

"Look, use that," the male programmer said. He handed Jack a disk. "It might contain the final numbers. I kept a log of all the unscheduled transmissions."

"Nice, thanks," Jack said. Then he eyed the programmer. "Captain Jack Harkness, by the way." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm Davitch Pavale."

"Nice to meet you, Davitch Pavale."

"There's a time and a place," the Doctor said.

"This isn't either," I added.

"Are you saying this whole setup's been a disguise all along?" the female programmer asked.

"Going way back. Installing the Jagrafess a hundred years ago. Someone's been playing a long game," the Doctor replied. "Controlling the human race from behind the scenes for generations."

"Click on this," Jack said holding up a device to the Doctor. The Doctor pointed it up and clicked it. An image of empty space came up. "The transmat delivers to that point, right on the edge of the solar system."

"Then how did I end up in the TARDIS?" I asked. "My best guess is that I have a mental bond with the Doctor and he's connected to the TARDIS so I ended up there. That or she saved me, but if she did, why didn't she save Rose?" The Doctor looked uncomfortable. Not uncomfortable in the sense that he knew and didn't want to tell me, but in a way that told me he had no idea.

"There's nothing there," the female programmer said looking at the image of space.

"It looks like nothing because that's what this satellite does," the Doctor explained. "Underneath the transmission there's another signal."

"Doing what?" Davitch asked.

"Hiding whatever's out there," the Doctor answered. "Hiding it from sonar, radar, scanner. There's something sitting right on top of planet Earth but it's completely invisible." The Doctor sat down at one of the stations. "If I cancel the signal…" The Doctor pressed a few buttons and a ship appeared on the image. My eyes widened as I recognized the ship and I knew the Doctor did as well. The image zoomed out and pretty soon, we were looking at hundreds of the same type of ship. I stared at the image in horror.

"That's impossible," Jack said. "I know those ships. They were destroyed.

"Obviously they survived," the Doctor replied in a hushed voice. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it tightly, for both of our sake's.

"Who did? Who are they?" Lynda asked oblivious.

"There are two hundred ships," I said quietly. "There are more than 2,000 on each of them. Almost half a million total. Doctor… Rose is on board one of those ships."

"Half a million of what?" Davitch asked.

"Daleks," the Doctor and I said at the same time. Suddenly, we got transmission into one of the ships. Rose was standing there, with three Daleks.

"I will talk to the Doctor," one of them said.

"Oh, will you? That's nice. Hello." I could tell the Doctor was trying to stay calm and normal, but it wasn't working. I knew his anger was building. Honestly, mine was too, but it was laced with lots of fear.

"The Dalek Stratagem nears completion. The Fleet is almost ready," the Dalek said. "You will not intervene."

"Oh, really? Why's that, then?"

"We have your associate. You will obey or she will be exterminated." I watched as Rose shifted nervously.

"No," the Doctor and I both said. I felt my anger start to rise and I knew his was too. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jack, Lynda, Davitch, and the female programmer jerk their heads towards us and Rose's jaw dropped.

"Explain yourself," the Dalek demanded.

"We said: no," The Doctor told it.

"What is the meaning of this negative?"

"It means no."

"But she will be destroyed!"

"Tell them, Viviana," the Doctor said. I caught his double meaning and nodded.

"My name is Evelyn Viviana Davis. I grew up with my aunt and grandfather. My mother died after giving birth to me and my father died in combat. I grew up on Earth, but I am not human. I am an Incola." I smirked and the Daleks jerked back slightly. "We scare you just as much as the Time Lords. We are their twin species. Now you listen carefully, the Doctor and I are going to rescue her. She is our friend and we are not going to leave her there. We are going to come right in the middle of your Dalek Fleet and rescue Rose. After that, we're going to save the Earth, and then, just for fun, the Doctor and I are going to make sure no Dalek will ever see the light of day again." I said all of this completely calm. Some could mistake it as me not really caring, but I knew different. When I was completely calm and collected, it meant I wasn't just angry, I was furious. The Dalek's had killed my father, countless of Time Lords and Incolae, countless of humans, and were now holding Rose, my best friend, captive. They were not getting off so easy.

"But you have no weapons! No defenses! No plan!" the Dalek cried.

"Yeah. And doesn't that scare you to death?" the Doctor said grinning. "Rose?"

"Yes?" she replied.

"We're coming for you," I told her. Rose smiled, looking immensely relieved and I returned it.

"We're coming," the Doctor assured her. With that, he cut off the transmission. The Doctor, Jack, and I raced off to the TARDIS, ready to save Rose.