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"You said they owe you a life." The Doctor said, keeping his voice down as we walked through the city.

The Daleks flew above us, keeping their eyes vigilant as they escorted us.

"They do." I growled.

"Who was it?"

I hesitated only for a second. "My best friend. Kyra. Her family had invited me to a trip years before… before I first traveled with the Timepiece. We went to the forests of Azmoville. We'd been there barely a day when they came out of nowhere. Killed everyone in sight. Only her big brother and I survived."

I had told the story many times. It came out almost robotic as I retold it to the Doctor.

"I'm sorry." He said.

I shrugged it off. "It was a long time ago."

There was a long pause.

"You know," he finally said. "That's the first time you've ever talked about your past. Your… personal past. I don't think I know anything else about you."

I felt myself tense, but tried to conceal it from him. "Do you trust me, Doctor?" I asked.

He sent me a sideway glance. "I'm beginning to."

I nodded. "Good. So you'll understand that I'd prefer not to talk about me right now. Not with they listening," I signaled the Daleks. "And not until I completely trust you. It's true that I haven't talked much about me, but you? I don't know much about you either. Your species, about the war, nothing else apart from what I can observe."

He nodded, slowly. "I see. We'll give it time, then."

I relaxed, relieved. "I'd like that."

We didn't speak again until we reached the Empire State Building. And then, he only spoke to warn me.

"We have to be careful, alright? Let me do the talking." His dark eyes bored into mine. "I know you're angry. I know you want revenge. But first and foremost, you keep a clear head, always think before you do something you might later regret."

I nodded, choosing to keep silent.

We entered the Dalek laboratory, escorted by the two Daleks.

The Doctor took a deep breath before exploding. "Those people were defenseless! You only wanted me, but no, that wasn't enough for you. You had to start killing, because that's the only thing a Dalek's good for."

Dalek Sec, the human/Dalek hybrid stood, flanked by other Daleks. He stood there, calmly taking in the Doctor's accusations.

"The deaths were wrong," he said.

I stared at him, dumb with surprise. Deaths? Wrong deaths?

"I'm sorry?" The Doctor asked.

"That man, their leader, Solomon. He showed courage."

The Doctor still sounded like he couldn't quite believe it. Me neither. "And that's good?"

"That's excellent," Dalek Sec said.

"Is it me, or are you just becoming a little bit more… human?"

"You are the last of your kind, and now, I am the first of mine."

The Doctor's anger seemed to evaporate. "What do you want me for?"

"We tried everything to survive when we found ourselves stranded in this ignorant age. First we tried growing new Dalek embryos, but their flesh was too weak."

"Yeah, we found one of your experiments." His tone turned menacing. "Just left to die out there in the dark."

"It forced us to conclude what is the greatest resource of this planet. Its people."

Sec threw down a switch, immediately lighting up the room. Bulks appeared, hanging from the celling. Another switch was flicked, and one of the… stretchers was brought down, revealing a very human-like shape.

"We stole them. We stole human beings for our purpose. Look inside."

The Doctor obeyed, uncovering a man's face, pale and drawn.

"This is the true extent of the Final Experiment," Dalek Sec continued.

The Doctor's face was unreadable. "Is he dead?"

"Near death, with his mind wiped, ready to be filled with new ideas."

"Dalek ideas."

"The Human Dalek race."

The Doctor looked up, observing all the stretchers hanging above. "All of these people. How many?"

"We have caverns beyond this storing more than a thousand."

I could see the wheels turning inside the Time Lord's head. "Is there any way to restore them? Make them human again?"

"Everything they were has been lost."

"So they're like shells. You've got empty human beings ready to be converted. That's going to take a hell of a lot of power. This planet hasn't even split the atom yet. How're you going to do it?"

"Open the conductor plan," Dalek Sec ordered.

An image flickered to life in a large screen, showing a model of the Empire State building.

The Doctor waved it off. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. The Empire State Building. We're right underneath that. I worked that out already, thanks. But what, you've hijacked the whole building?"

"We needed an energy conductor."

"What for?"

"I am the genetic template. My altered DNA was to be administered to each human body. A strong enough blast of gamma radiation can splice the Dalek and human genetic codes, and waken each body from its sleep."

"Gamma radiation? What are you-" The screen zoomed out until the world and the sun appeared. "Oh, the sun. You're using the sun."

"Soon the greatest solar flare for a thousand years will hit the Earth. Gamma radiation will be drawn to the energy conductor and when it strikes…"

"The army wakes." The Doctor completed. "I still don't know what you need me for."

"Your genius. Consider a pure Dalek, intelligent but emotionless."

"Removing the emotions makes you stronger. That's what your creator thought, all those years ago."

"He was wrong."

More than anything else Dalek had said, these were the words that brought me the most suspicion. The Dalek creator was wrong? No Dalek would have ever admitted that. They worshipped the creator's words, made it their whole reason for living.

And now, a Dalek was saying it was wrong?

Something was not right here.

"He was what?" The Doctor repeated.

"It makes us lesser than our enemies. We must return to the flesh, and also the heart."

Behind the Doctor and Dalek Sec, I saw two other Daleks conferring quietly between themselves. I frowned, knowing they couldn't be planning anything good. I moved to a side, where I could keep them all in my line of vision.

"But you wouldn't be the supreme beings anymore." The Doctor tried.

"And that is good."

"That is incorrect," One of the Daleks suddenly piped up.

"Daleks are supreme." Another one said.

Dalek Sec shook his head. "No, not anymore."

"But that is our purpose."

"Then our purpose is wrong. Where has our quest for supremacy led us? To this. Hiding in the sewers on a primitive world, just four of us left. If we do not change now then we deserve extinction."

The Doctor still seemed bewildered, and for good reason. "So you want to change everything that makes a Dalek a Dalek."

"If you can help me. Your knowledge of genetic engineering is even greater than ours. The new race must be ready by the time the solar flare erupts."

"But you're the template. I thought they were getting a dose of you."

"I want to change the gene sequence."

"To make them even more human?"

Dalek Sec kept surprising us even more each second.

"Humans are the great survivors. We need that ability." He responded.

The Doctor shook his head, and signaled the other Daleks. "Hold on a minute. There's no way this lot are going to let you do it."

"I am their leader." Dalek Sec stated.

The Doctor turned towards the Daleks. "Oh, and that's enough for you, is it?"

"Daleks must follow orders," One of the robotic voices said.

"Dalek Sec commands, we obey." Confirmed the other.

Dalek Sec's eye bored into the Doctor's. "If you don't help me, nothing will change."

"There's no room on Earth for another race of people." The Doctor pointed out.

"You have your TARDIS. Take us across the stars. Find us a new home and allow the new Daleks to start again."

"When's that solar flare?"

I stared at the Doctor, even more bewildered. He was actually going to help them? The race that destroyed his home?

"Eleven minutes."

The Doctor nodded, having made his decision. He avoided my eyes. "Right then. Better get to work."

I watched as the Doctor rushed around, splitting his time with the computer and with the chemicals. He carried vials of different colors and substances, squinting and frowning every time he tried something.

"There's no point in chromosomal grafting." He said. "It's too erratic. You need to split the genome and force the Dalek human sequence right into the cortex."

"We need more chromatin solution," Dalek Sec told one of the other Daleks.

"The pig slaves have it."

A group of pigmen marched in, carrying a large create. My eyes immediately caught on the different creature, more humanlike than the others.

"These pig slaves," the Doctor asked. "What happens to them in the grand plan?"

Dalek Sec shrugged it away. "Nothing. They're just simple beasts. Their lifespan is limited. None survive beyond a few weeks."

I watched the more humanlike pigman glance up from his work and over to us, and in his face, I saw much more than a simple beast. His eyes were as human as they came.

"Power up the line feeds!" Dalek Sec ordered.

The Doctor quickly made his way towards the humanlike pigman, and I followed.

"Laszlo," The Doctor whispered to him. "I can't undo what they've done to you, but they won't do it to anyone else."

"Do you trust him?" Laszlo whispered back, motioning Dalek Sec with his head.

"That's a very good question," I finally spoke up, though keeping my voice low. "You seem awfully eager to help them, Doctor."

The Doctor deliberated. "I know that one man can change the course of history. Right idea in the right place at the right time, it's all it takes. I've got to believe it's possible."

He met my eyes quickly before returning to work.

"Who are you?" Laszlo asked me then.

"Friend of the Doctor's." I said. "You?"

"Pigman slave, apparently." He said. I glanced at him, my eyebrows raised. "Have you by any chance seen Tallulah?"

"I have."

"Is she alright?"

I watched his face. How he tried to remain emotionless as he tried to look like he was working. Tallulah meant something to him, no doubt. Girlfriend? That at least explained why Tallulah was in all this.

"Last I saw her, yeah, she was alright."

He sighed in relief. "Good."

I watched the Daleks conferring, yet again, between themselves. Something was not right.

"I don't trust them. Any of them. Not for a minute." I muttered.

Laszlo snorted. "Neither do I. It's foolish."

I didn't know what that made the Doctor. He wasn't foolish, not by a long shot. Maybe a bit naïve, at times. Maybe too hopeful. Maybe he didn't see another way. I still didn't know the Doctor well enough to know what ran through his head.

Something told me I never would be.

"The line feeds are ready." A Dalek announced.

The Doctor kept rushing around. "Then it's all systems go."

"The solar flare is imminent." Dalek Sec said. "The radiation will reach Earth in a matter of minutes."

The Doctor filled a large syringe with a blue liquid before putting it into a brass still. "We'll be ready for it. That compound will allow the gene bonds to reconfigure in a brand new pattern. Power up!"

A pigman and Laszlo threw down two switches.

"Start the line feeds." Dalek Sec ordered.

The blue liquid started moving through plastic tubes hanging from the ceiling and connected to the stretchers hung above.

"There goes the gene solution," The Doctor said, accomplished.

"The life blood." Dalek Sec agreed.

A new sound distracted us.

"What's that?" The Doctor asked.

"What's happening?" Dalek Sec asked the Daleks. "Is there a malfunction? Answer me!"

The Daleks ignored him.

"No, no, no. The gene feed!" The Doctor said, leaning over the computer and the controls. "They're overriding the gene feed!"

"Impossible. They cannot disobey orders."

A Dalek faced the Doctor. "The Doctor will step away from the controls."

The Doctor obliged, warily.

I frowned, coming to stand with him. I knew the Daleks had been to no good. I knew it! And yet, knowing it but not having done anything about it defeated its purpose, so I remained quiet.

"Stop!" Dalek Sec kept trying. "You will not fire."

"He is an enemy of the Daleks," A Dalek rasped.

"And so," Another said, turning towards Dalek Sec, "Are you."

The guns were pointed at Dalek Sec now.

"You have lost your authority."

"You are no longer Dalek."

"What have you done with the gene feed?" The Doctor asked.

"The new bodies will be one hundred percent Dalek," they crowed.

"No, you can't do this!" Dalek Sec implored.

"Pig slaves, restrain the prisoners."

The pig slaves descended upon us, Laszlo acting as one of them and grabbing the Doctor. I flinched back from their grubby hands, feeling their breaths and pants stir the back of my hair.

"Release me." Dalek Sec told them. "I created you. I am your master."

Another alarm sounded, the lights flashing red. The lift pinged! behind us as it arrived.

"Solar flare is approaching." The Dalek announced.

"Prepare to intercept." Another one said.

"There's the lift." Laszlo whispered to us.

"After you. " The Doctor whispered back, throwing me a meaningful look.

The Doctor broke free from the other pigmen with the help of Laszlo, immediately running towards the lift.

I fought my own captors, ducking and kicking as I tried following the Doctor. They were strong, but also dumb and slow.

However, it still seemed I wasn't good enough to best them.

More hands descended over me, grasping my clothes and my hair. I struggled, but it was no use.

"Kylie!" I heard the Doctor yell.

He was about to come after me. I just knew it. He was that type of men. Hero 'till to the very end.

"Go, Doctor!" I yelled, trying to keep the pigmens' attention on me.

The group of pigmen moved, and between them, for a brief second, I could see the Doctor, standing on the lift's doors, staring right at me.

"Goddamit, leave!" I roared.

"The Doctor's escaping!" A Dalek screamed. "Stop him! Stop him!"

Laszlo took the Doctor by the back of his coat, pulling him inside just before the doors closed.

Silence descended as the pigmen finally took me by the arms, dragging me towards the Daleks. They pushed me to my knees before doing the same to Dalek Sec. We kneeled, glaring up at the Daleks.

"Exterminate the Doctor's companion?" One asked.

"No. We will use her. The Doctor never leaves his companions behind."

"He will defeat you," I growled. "Just you see."

They ignored me.

"You have betrayed me." Dalek Sec said.

"You told us to imagine."

"And we imagined your irrelevance."

It was almost creepy, watching them finish each other's sentences.

Dalek Sec fought until he was on his feet. "I was your leader. I am Dalek Sec. Obey me!"

The pigmen descended on him, once again forcing him to his knees.

I watched the Daleks tower over us, imagining the glee they must feel that everything was working according to plan. The only thing missing was the thundering, echoing evil laugh.

They weren't even capable of that.