Hello everyone! Hope you are all well. I will be quite busy for a while (A levels and all) so I might not be able to update for a while. However! Never fear i will try and update as soon as possible. Hope you enjoy
I don't own Doctor Who... or any of it's trademarks. Just the planet Mandrivus and Axtra... (you'll get it later)
"I'm finished." The tenth doctor said looking studiously at the panel on the wall, as he finished the door began to creak open. "See… I can do it just like him next door."
"Woah…" Mickey said. "Where did you learn all that random stuff?" Mickey said. "The equations and stuff… at Alien Academy?" Mickey asked as they began to move. "I mean I bet not even everyday alien's know that stuff."
"Again with the 'random' thing…" the tenth doctor said as he hurriedly walked through the door. "I just know it okay… Lots of studying… and travelling… actually probably just the travelling… didn't study a lot… never really motivated enough… you know if I would have applied myself at school I could ha-" He then stood, as still as stone as Mickey walked forward.
"What's that thing Doctor?" Mickey said, pointing at a chair in the middle of the room.
"What?" The tenth doctor looked incredulously. "Oh no no no no no!" The tenth doctor ran around the chair, checking small circuit boards that were covered underneath metal casing on the small chair. "It can't be…"
"What is it?" Mickey said. "It's not an electric chair is it?" Mickey asked fearfully, taking steps away cautiously. "Because if it is then-"
"No…it's an emotive reactor…" the tenth doctor looked quite cautious of the chair himself, "They weren't meant to be in use anymore…" he put his hand on the chair arm. "There must only be these two left in existence…"
The metal was cold, icy cold, it must have been neglected for years. "These security checks… we've had one purely based on the brain… calculations… computations that sort of thing… this one is purely emotional… the door will only open if I can control my emotional impulses…"
"I don't get it… I mean maths is one thing… but why do your emotions matter?" Mickey asked.
"To make sure that the person coming in here doesn't have an ulterior motive…" the tenth doctor said.
Mickey blinked several times as an indicator that he didn't understand anything the Doctor had said. The Doctor didn't elaborate, he just raised his eyebrows at Mickey, as if disappointed in Mickey.
"Ah right… it's like a measure of your intentions." Mickey said, trying to summarize.
"Yeah… But… I don't believe that this machine will still be working properly after how ever many years it's been… it's well over 5…and these machines are high maintenance… and it's my brain it's going to be manipulating… I don't want any problems…" the tenth doctor placed his sonic driver next to the circuits for a few minutes. However, it wasn't having any effect. "There are enough problems in there already. Anyway Mickey did you know that-"
Mickey stared blankly at the Doctor as he continued to talk profusely about the model of genius engineering that was in front of him, well it was genius until it broke. 'Typical Doctor,' thought Mickey whilst not listening to the Doctor 'It's always brilliant until it breaks...'
"The sonic screwdriver isn't making any difference." The tenth doctor sighed slightly irritated, but not overly so.
"Will Rose and the ninth doctor be doing the same thing?" Mickey asked.
"Maybe…" the tenth doctor said knowingly.
"STUPID LOCK OUT!" the ninth doctor kicked his chair aggressively, and cursed loudly, but seen as the chair was bolted to the floor, it hardly made a difference. He looked irate as he put his sonic screwdriver into his pocket. "No Sonic screwdriver getting around it then."
"Will the other Doctor and Mickey be doing the same thing?" Rose asked.
"Yep…" the ninth doctor answered. "Whatever is going on, on that side of the wall is going on, on this side of the wall as well."
He took a deep breath. And took his place in the seat, grasping the cold metal arms and trying to become comfortable.
"So you're going to take the risk?" Rose asked. "Even though it could mess you up? Doctor maybe there's another way…" Rose was reluctant to let him go through with this, he had already explained to her the risks, as the tenth doctor had done to Mickey.
"I don't have a choice Rose…I think I could cope better than you… no offence…"
"None taken." Rose said, gladly not going through it.
"Computer initiating…Welcome Time lord of Gallifrey I am computer system Axtra… sub-section15253564-"
The computer continued to talk over them. However, it stuttered and spluttered on a number of words. It was completely automatous, this relieved the ninth doctor, he really hated computer's with built in personalities, they were the fakest beings in existence.
The voice caused the Doctor to quickly move out of the chair and fold his arms.
"Doctor? Why has the computer just started talking?" Rose asked shouting over the computer's voice.
"I think it was supposed to start when we entered the cavern in the first place… I think it's a bit broken…" the ninth doctor shouted. "Axtra please stop talking for Goodness sake."
The computer stopped. "Of course Time lord of Gallifrey…"
"Axtra could you tell me the last time you were checked for maintenance?" the ninth doctor asked.
"Of course Time Lord of Gallifrey… Checking… I'm sorry Time Lord of Gallifrey, your request can't be processed at this time, Is there anything else I can assist you with?"
"Can you change the title please?" the ninth doctor sighed. "Time Lord of Gallifrey…That make's me sound so pretentious…even more than pretentious than usual... change it to Doctor."
"Of course Timelord of G-"
"I don't think you're pretentious… If I was you… I'd be a lot more showy I think." Rose said quietly.
"I'm touched." He smiled.
"Gal-Gal-Gal… error I am sorry but your request can't be processed at this time…"
Rose rolled her eyes. "I think that's like when my computer blue screen's." Rose said. "Well Mickey's computer blue screens." The ninth doctor added flatly.
"Alright… how about…you could call me… hmmm… Mr Smith?" The tenth doctor said, as if negotiating with a sentient being, or making a deal with someone.
"Mr-Mr-Mr error I am sorry but your request can't be…"
"Doctor you've told it about seven different names… I think we've established that it doesn't work…" Mickey said, looking quite bored. "And why did you ask it to call you Merlin?" Mickey asked.
"Ahh long story…" The tenth doctor smiled. "Those were good times those were… brill…"
Mickey failed to see the Doctor's in joke with himself.
"Alright then." The tenth doctor sighed. "Axtra… run a self diagnostic on yourself…"
"Of course scanning hard dr-dr-dr."
Mickey looked absolutely despairingly. "God it's worse than an Apple Mac!"
"Mickey don't slag apple computers they are good!" the tenth doctor said. "Or at least they will be… one day."
"Dr-dr-dr-dr…"
"Do you think it's performed an illegal operation?" Mickey said, trying not to grin at his own Windows joke.
"I actually think it's temporarily unavailable and needs to close… I'm sure it's very sorry for the inconvenience… " the tenth doctor said naturally.
Mickey laughed at the tenth doctor's Windows related joke. "Try telling this to send an error report."
"I'm sorry your request can't be processed at this time… Time Lord of Gallifrey…"
"Okay then How about-"
"Welcome Time Lord of Gallifrey, this is the security complex of Mandrivus…Before you begin the entry sequence." The computer began abruptly.
"Computer, skip this chapter we've done that already." The tenth doctor said looking up at the sky despairingly. "We did that like ages ago… Computer's are only any good if they can keep up…"
"Stage two… This is the emotive reactor… please sit in the chair… and allow the computer to detect your thoughts… do not worry you will not be harmed…"
"Axtra… I'm not hundred percent sure about that." The tenth doctor said warily. "How long has it been since this has been used?"
"Does not compute… Please sit in the chair…"
"Can you guarantee my safety?" the tenth doctor, sounded slightly uneasy.
"You will not be harmed… You will not have any difficulties Time lord of Gallifrey…"
The tenth doctor sat in the chair as lightly as possible, he wanted to be ready to leave as soon as possible.
The Doctor put his hands on the edge of the chair arm and try to relax he closed his eyes.
"Time lord of Gallifrey… you must attach yourself to the chair…"
The tenth doctor looked at some restraints on the chair warily. "I don't like the look of those…"
"You have to put those onto your wrists… then you'll be tied to the chair?" Mickey said, looking concerned as well.
"Yeah I think that's the idea… Come on Mickey help me out." The tenth doctor said.
"Are you sure about this?" Mickey looked dubiously as he forced the metal rings around the Doctor's wrists.
"Mickey… I am never absolutely sure about anything…" The tenth doctor said, trying to relax, However, he was finding it quite difficult.
"Scanning…"
"You still with me Doctor?" Mickey asked, trying to sound comforting.
"Yep… Don't worry Mickey I'm fine." The tenth Doctor said, his voice made him sound more confident about the situation than he actually was.
Rose and the ninth doctor were doing exactly the same thing.
The ninth doctor however, was a great deal more anxious than the tenth doctor in this situation.
"Doctor… how is it goin'?" Rose asked.
"I don't know… alright I think…" the ninth doctor said, tapping his fingers anxiously on the edge of the chair arm.
"Please remain still Time-"
"Sorry…" the ninth doctor took a deep breath.
"Error…Error…"
The ninth doctor's eyes snapped open, his slight agitation turned into full spread paranoia. "Axtra explain error." He said quickly.
"You have been have met the captive before Doctor… you have communicated with the being… you may be a security risk… a further analysis is required..."
"Why's it started calling you Doctor?" Rose asked.
"Axtra is now able to identify the Time Lord of Gallifrey as his preferred title… Doctor." The computer answered Rose's question.
The Doctor apparently wasn't paying attention to Rose, he seemed much more concerned for himself. "…No… Axtra, Trust me I have never met them before… I'm not here in a malicious manner." The ninth doctor barked, quite quickly becoming concerned for his well being.
"I am sorry it is not negotiable Doctor… Do not worry Doctor… you will not be harmed, a more detailed brain scan is required…"
"No… Axtra, stop! I mean it." He said urgently.
"Connecting interface…"
The Doctor felt something latch into the back of his neck, at the top of his back. He winced in pain and gave a sharp breath in discomfort.
"In order to scan thoroughly, it would be appreciated if you did not communicate and control your thoughts Doctor."
"Doctor?!" Rose sounded urgent.
"Rose… Get the screwdriver out of my pocket and…" the ninth doctor was interrupted.
"Doctor…if you do not co-operate, I will be forced to make you…"
The ninth doctor looked at Rose, he certainly didn't want to get 'forced' to co-operate, Rose had taken the hint and luckily, he didn't have to say anymore, she successfully managed to grab the sonic screwdriver from his pocket.
"Carefully Rose…" the ninth doctor whispered. "It's sifting through my memories too quickly… it's-"
"Doctor, this will be your final warning…"
The ninth doctor let out a loud cry as the interface went deeper into his skin, he could feel his spinal cord being latched onto by the interface.
"If you continue to be uncooperative… then I will render you-"
"Sorry…I get the point…" the ninth doctor shuddered. As he looked at Rose who was desperately trying the sonic screwdriver on every single panel on the chair.
"Error…Error… You cannot be the Doctor…"
"Axtra I am definitely the Doctor…" the tenth doctor said, trying to persuade the computer. "There is already a Doctor in the facility…"
"I am a Time Lord he is another generation of myself… You must understand this," the tenth doctor frowned, sounding deadly serious.
"Erroneous information, you have also encountered the captive… you are a security risk…you must also be brain scanned…"
Mickey looked at the Doctor panic stricken. The tenth doctor now looked as shocked as Mickey did,
"Axtra that really isn't necessary…" the tenth doctor said, now sounding neurotic.
"I am sorry… D-D-DD- Time Lord of Gallifrey…"
"He had to steal the name first didn't he?" the tenth doctor looked annoyed.
"Connecting interface…"
The tenth doctor cringed as the interface drive through the back of his neck.
"Axtra, you said that you wouldn't harm me…" the tenth doctor said, trying to think of a way to beat the computer. "And this is hurting…a lot."
"D-D-D-Time lord of Gallifrey, if you do not cooperate then I will make you… please relax your thoughts in order for the brain scan to be efficient."
"Mickey…need a bit of help…" the tenth doctor said, trying to sound calm.
"Time Lord of Gallifrey… this will be your final warning."
The Doctor felt the interface dig deeper, he screamed in pain, he hadn't felt so tortured for a long time, for some reason, he began to panic, perhaps it was because Axtra would find out about the Time War and what happened, or because he couldn't hide behind some well chosen words as an excuse he couldn't justify what he did.
"MICKEY! GET THIS THING BROKEN! I DON'T CARE HOW YOU DO IT!" the tenth doctor shouted. "USE THE SONIC SCREWDRIVER TO-"
The tenth doctor stopped mid- sentence.
"Doctor?" Mickey noticed that the Doctor appeared to be unconscious in the chair, well he was sat as erect as he was before, however, his eyes were closed and he was apparently unaffected by external stimulus. "Damn it!" Mickey snapped.
He got the screwdriver out of the tenth doctor's pocket and tried to use it on the chair. He became frustrated after several attempts and flung it across the room. The screwdriver broke into about 4 pieces. "Oh crap, What am I gonna bloody do!"