I know it's been ten days since I've updated, so sorry about that. I've been working on other stories. I'd write another chapter, but it's getting really late and it's my mother's birthday tomorrow (she's taken off work), so I'm not gonna spend the day on the computer when I can spend it with my mother. So Happy Birthday, Mom! :D
Here's the chapter :) I'll try to update soon!
Oh, and I'm changing the Cover for this story ok?

Even though it was probably only a few minutes, during which, the Dalek led them through a maze of corridors, it felt as if a year had passed for Amy. Her heart pounded so hard that she was sure it would burst out of her chest. She glanced at Martha and the woman, and they looked the same, despite the woman's 'nothing bad will happen, and we will beat them' type attitude. They would be fools not to be the least bit scared.
The only sound in the corridor at that moment was the sound of the woman's boot heels clicking on the floor. It echoed through the corridor.
The Dalek was silent as it rolled ahead of them by a couple feet. Despite its silence, it was still intimidating.
They were all silent for a few more minutes until Amy heard Martha hiss to the woman, "What are we going to do?"
"We find the Doctor," the woman replied quietly. She was silent again. Amy looked pass Martha, at the woman.
"What's going on?" Amy hissed. "How did you get on board?"
The woman glanced back, and said, "If I told you while that thing," she motioned to the Dalek, "was around, then it wouldn't have a reason to keep me alive."
After a moment, Amy nodded. It made enough sense. But who was this woman? She must have been thinking the same thing, because she asked, "What's your name?"
"My name's Amy," she said. "Amy Pond. Yours?"
The woman opened her mouth to answer, but her reply fell short when they reached the end of the corridor and the Dalek turned around.
"We have arrived," it said. It turned back around and placed its plunger thing on a little screen on the wall. There was a low beeping sound, and the Dalek rolled back. The door slid open, exposing a room full of—
"Daleks," the woman whispered.
"Just great," Amy muttered. Just what they need now. More Daleks.

It was silent as the Doctor and Mickey were led through the ship by the group of Daleks. They didn't speak. They were too furious with each other from the words exchanged between the two during their time locked in a cell. Of course, it wouldn't have made a difference if they weren't mad at each other. They couldn't talk. The Daleks would just tell them to shut up.
Not a sound was made until the Daleks stopped suddenly at the end of a hall. The one in the front placed a plunger on a panel, and the door slid open. The group went through and filled into the large room where they had communicated with the Cult of Skaro.
Dalek Sec and Dalek Caan were still there, although they were speaking to Dalek Thay and Dalek Jast through the communications system. After a few seconds of instructions that Mickey didn't understand, the screen closed up and Dalek Caan and Dalek Sec turned to them.
"How did you get on board?" Dalek Sec demanded. Mickey glanced at the Doctor, who kept a straight, calm face as Dalek Sec approached. He didn't answer, so Mickey tried to do the same expression, but probably not as well since he was truly getting scared.
Dalek Sec repeated the question, and the Doctor was silent. Dalek Caan asked the question, and he still didn't answer. It was starting to sound like a one sided conversation.
Dalek Sec and Dalek Caan started to get annoyed.
"How did you get on board?" one of them demanded.
"Tell us or you will be exterminated!" threatened the other.
The Doctor looked unimpressed. "You got to do better than that to get me to squeal like Ms. Piggy."
Mickey threw him a look. "Ms. Piggy?" he repeated. "Seriously?"
The Doctor opened his mouth to throw back a less than polite retort when Dalek Sec trilled, "Enough of that!" It turned to the Doctor. "Tell us how you got on board or be exterminated."
"No." said the Doctor, a cool expression on his face. The Dalek stared him down with the one eyestalk for a minute.
Then it said, "Then he will be exterminated." Mickey's throat tightened, and his heart race increased.
"No," the Doctor said sharply. "Don't you dare."
"He will be exterminated!"
"Don't you—"
The Doctor was cut off by a Dalek rolling up to Dalek Sec and announcing something. "Other Daleks have found intruders on the ship. They have been taken prisoner and are being brought here presently."
Dalek Sec was silent as the Dalek rolled away, but his eyestalk pointed at the door that the Doctor and Mickey had been taken through.
After a few moments, the door slid open, and a single Dalek passed through followed by three women.
Mickey breathed a sigh of relief as he saw his wife, followed by Amy pass through the door. They were ok. Not just that, they had managed to escape! That's great!
Wait, they got caught again. Not so great.
Amy and Martha passed through the door. A woman followed them, and both Mickey and the Doctor dropped their mouths open.
"What?" the Doctor exclaimed. "It can't be. How can you be here?"
The woman looked back at them with a smile.
"Well I didn't expect to see you here today," Mickey half laughed. "Hello, Sarah Jane."

"Sarah Jane Smith?" Rose repeated. She grinned as the memory of meeting her came into her head.
"You know Sarah Jane?" the Doctor asked, bewildered. Maria smiled and nodded.
"We were very good friends when I lived in Ealing."
"Sarah Jane Smith?" the Doctor asked. "My Sarah?"
"Er—she doesn't like being called Sarah," Maria said.
"Really?" asked the Doctor. "She does by me."
Maria looked at him strangely for a second and shook her head. That was when Jack walked up.
"Who's Sarah Jane?" he asked.
"I'll explain later," the Doctor said. Then he glanced upward at the hole in the ceiling. "Shouldn't you be doing something?"
"Oh, right!" Jack said, hurrying back to the controls to bring in the next person.
The number of people standing in the back of the room was getting larger. Rose guessed that there were at least twenty people. And since Jack had taken out the Cybermen up above, no one was realizing that these people hadn't been converted. The people standing in the back looked terrified, so terrified that they didn't say anything while they watched Rose, Jack, Maria, and the Doctor do what they were doing.
Maria glanced at them then looked back at the Doctor. "The room is filling up," she said. "If we don't get these people out of here soon, there won't be any room left. And these people need to get out of the area in case the Cybermen finally realize they've gone missing."
The Doctor nodded. "That's a very good point."
"And there are several other Warehouses doing upgrading, and several other chambers in this warehouse that we don't have access to," Rose pointed out. "All those people are dying!"
"Which means we need to shut down the Cybermen as quickly as possible, and turn off the machines before any more people die," said the Doctor.
"How are we supposed to do that?" Maria asked. The Doctor turned to Jack.
"Jack, can I have the pulsar?"
Immediately, Jack pulled it off his hand and tossed it to the Doctor. The Doctor held it up to show Maria. "With this. We'll take it to the main control room and transmit its power to all the Cybermen, deactivating them all."
"Will that actually work?" Maria questioned.
"It should," the Doctor replied.
"But first, we've got to get these people out," Rose said. The Doctor nodded. He turned to Jack, who had just finished having a young woman fake scream.
"Jack, show Rose how to work the ceiling real quick and come over here."
"Got it, Doc," Jack replied. He beckoned Rose over. It only took a few seconds to teach her what to do, and she took over his task. Jack hurried over to the Doctor. "What's the plan?"
"We need to get to the main control center and fry out all the Cybermen. You're the only one who knows where it is."
"So I take you to it while Rose stays here?"
"But we've got to get everyone out!" Maria reminded them. "So Jack should tell us where it is, and we'll go shut everything down while Rose stays here and keeps getting people out of the upgrading chamber—"
"No, I'm not separating from Rose."
Rose looked up from the control panel. "I can manage by myself, Doctor," she said.
"I'm not going to risk losing you again. We're not separating."
"Well someone has to manage it here," Jack said. There was silence (besides the person Rose was having scream) until Maria had an idea.
"Is it possible for you to shut the whole thing down from here?" she asked.
"Of course not," the Doctor said immediately. "It's impossible, absolutely impossible—" he stopped for a minute then exclaimed, "That might just work!"
The Doctor hurried over to the control panel and started flicking switches, shouting to Jack, Rose, and Maria as he did so. It was hard to hear him over a man screaming, as Rose instructed him.
"I can't shut all the warehouses down, but I can shut Warehouse 13 down, which should buy time for the people upstairs, since the Cybermen would have to take them to other warehouses." He pulled his Sonic out of his pocket and did something to the controls. He pocketed it, and pulled one last switch. "And, done!"
Everything shut down. The hole in the ceiling closed up and the lights went off, leaving everyone (which at that moment tallied up to at least thirty people) in darkness.
"Hold on," Rose heard the Doctor shout. After a moment, a small light lit up the room. Rose saw the Doctor clutching a lamp. He grinned at her. "Always carry around a lantern," he told her. "I used the sonic to accelerate the power. This should make it easy for everyone to see."
With the lantern on, Rose could now see the faces of the terrified people gathered in the back of the large room. She was suddenly aware of the angry shouts of the Cybermen above as they discovered the power loss.
Rose made her way over to the Doctor. "We need to get them out of here. Now."
The Doctor nodded. He turned to the group of people staring at him, terrified.
"Alright everyone," he announced. "Follow me if you want to live."

Clara was gone in an instant. They didn't hear her scream. She fell silently down the hole in the chamber, and even though she fell without a sound, it was deafening.
Rory half expected her to call up to them and tell them she was fine. Wait, he didn't expect it—he hoped for it, wished for it. She was just a young innocent girl who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. She didn't deserve this.
Rory stared down into the pit, which he was approaching quickly as the wall pushed him outward. His death was coming. All of their deaths were. There was no way out this time. Even in the dim light, Rory could see the defeat on the Doctor's face. When the Doctor was at loss, when all his hope was gone, then it really was the end.
Donna and River didn't speak. His daughter, the person closest to him, however, snaked her fingers through his and held tight, as if doing so would protect her somehow. He could hear her breathing heavily. She was terrified. And Melody Pond was not often terrified.
His toes had long since passed over the edge of the catwalk, but he hung on for dear life. The silence was deafening; it made his heart pound super hard.
Suddenly, Donna let out a cry. She must have lost her balance, because the next thing Rory knew, she had tumbled into the darkness, the Doctor screaming her name. Rory shut his eyes tightly and hoped that he dreaming, that the ray gun that had been fired at the Doctor by Calcon had hit him instead and knocked him out. He hoped that this was just a dream. Perhaps he would wake up in his bunk bed in the TARDIS in a few moments; dreams usually end right after you die, right?
He inched an eye open and shut it again. Nope. It wasn't a dream.
"Amy," he whispered. She was dead. She died this way. Now he's about to join her…
Suddenly, River's fingers weren't in his anymore. River let out a yelp, and she disappeared into the darkness. Rory and the Doctor cried out her name, but she didn't call back.
Clara was gone, River was gone, Donna was gone… and he and the Doctor were next.
There was so little catwalk left that Rory was balancing on his heels. The space was quickly running out.
"Rory." At the mention of his name, Rory glanced at the Doctor, who was barely hanging on. "Rory," he repeated.
"Doctor?" Rory choked out. The Doctor stared back, his eyes full of fear.
"Rory," he whispered. "I'm sorry."
And that was when the Doctor fell. Like Clara, he fell without a sound, but his words still hung in the air, echoing through Rory's mind as he screamed the Doctor's name.
I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I'm sorry…
There was barely any floor left; Rory was amazed that he was still hanging on, even when everyone else had fallen. Rory was sure that Calcon was watching them somewhere, with her sick little smile on her face getting wider each time someone fell. He could imagine her waving her fingers and saying, "Good bye, Mr. Williams. Time to join your wife."
Right as the last inches of the catwalk disappeared under the wall, Rory thought, this is the second time I die in this place.
And he tumbled into darkness.

Tee hee hee, I'm the cliffhanger demon!
Sorry, was that creepy?
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