Revenge of the Daleks

Featuring the Eighth Doctor

London, 1996.

Professor Ian Hitchcock glanced at his watch. It was five minutes until he was supposed to do his lecture at the Science Museum. He needed to get through rush hour traffic and prepare his stuff. How the hell was he going to get there on time?

Something changed. He now stood inside a strange spaceship and a strange robot stood in front of him. It had a strange eyestalk with an eye that stared at him and wielded a gunstick and what looked like a sink plunger.
"IAN HITCHCOCK, YOU ARE REQUIRED!" it cried, "YOU MUST HELP THE DALEKS!"
"Why? What do you want?" he demanded, "Why am I here?"
"YOU ARE DEVELOPING WEAPONS THAT WE COULD UTILISE. YOUR EXPERTISE COULD HELP US WIN THE TIME WAR!"

Nearby, a youngish man wearing a green jacket, beige waistcoat and grey necktie smiled as he gazed over the Thames. He remembered all the times he had spent by the river with Susan, his granddaughter, all those years ago. But things had changed. There was a war on and Susan had joined the fight. He couldn't stop her and he couldn't stop Jemini from being taken by the Daleks.
"Hello Doctor," came a familiar voice from behind him, "I bet you missed me."
The Doctor then noticed that Asla was stood behind him, holding two blaster pistols. She looked somewhat older and wore different clothes and also had a vortex manipulator strapped to her left wrist.
"Asla, what are you doing here? And where did you get that vortex manipulator from?" the Doctor wondered, "The last time I saw you, I heard you got teleported across space and time by the Dalek Time Strategist."
"I had to escape a Dalek squadron and had several adventures on my own. It was rather fun, doing what you do." she replied, "But my vortex manipulator detected strange energy readings coming from this time and place so I decided to sort it out."
The Doctor took out his sonic screwdriver and scanned the nearby area. Asla tapped several buttons on her vortex manipulator and smiled, walking off in the direction of the energy readings. The Doctor decided to follow her, wanting to help.

Ian had arrived at the Science Museum and was setting up the equipment he had brought with him. However, there was a slight alteration in his equipment: a Dalek gunstick had been added. He was now a servant of the Daleks and there was nothing to stop him achieving his masters' goals.

The Doctor and Asla were slowly moving towards the Science Museum at this point in time and Asla had noticed something familiar.
"Wait!" she whispered, dragging the Doctor back behind a corner, "There's a Dalek."
The Doctor poked his head round the corner and noticed the bronze Dalek moving down the street, eyestalk moving from left to right.
"I've missed you, Asla." he said with a smile, having ducked behind the corner again, "Once this is over, do you want to travel with me again?"
She looked at him with amazed eyes and grabbed his hands.
"Let's do this. Like the old times." she said, noticing that the Dalek had gone past and running off, towards where the energy readings were coming from.

The lecture had now begun. The audience looked pretty full and it was all going well.
"And so now we come to the future," he then said, holding up the Dalek gunstick, "we all think that the future will be science fiction. Do you know something? You're right. YOU CAN BEGIN NOW!"
The audience looked a bit puzzled by his yelling, only to realise that he had summoned several bronze robots as well as a husk of a man, sat in a black chair that looked similar to the robots.
"Daleks, begin the harvest. The history of Earth shall be rewritten to our design and we shall triumph!" Davros cried, before the Daleks attacked.

The Doctor and Asla ran into the hall, as dozens of civilians rushed past them, trying to avoid the Daleks.
"Asla, take care of the Daleks. I'll deal with the servant and the leader." the Doctor instructed, indicating that she should use her blaster pistols. She nodded back at him and began to fire at the eyestalks of the Daleks, taking each one out rapidly.
"Doctor, this is all of your doing." Davros said to the Doctor, "You destroyed Skaro and so I must make Earth New Skaro. Is that not reasonable?"
"Oh Davros, you could have been so much greater than this. But you had to create the most hated species in the cosmos. This isn't right and I will end this now." the Doctor replied, activating his sonic screwdriver at Ian and making him collapse to the floor. Asla rushed over and noticed what the Doctor was doing.
"Doctor?" she asked, wondering why he was torturing an innocent man.
"Asla, he's no longer human. He was robotised by the Daleks so long ago. That must have been the strange energy readings you detected." the Doctor explained, before ordering Davros, "Now leave. You've lost and even you know that. Go and find an uninhabited world to settle down on. Do the thing I can never do and have an ordinary life."
Davros then teleported away, leaving the Doctor and Asla alone in the hall.

Having called in UNIT to clearup the scene at the Science Museum, the Doctor took Asla to the TARDIS. When they had arrived outside the blue police box, Asla grinned as she was about to lead the life she had led so long ago.
"I've missed being in the old girl." she said with a smile, as she stepped inside and gazed around in wonder. The console room had changed a little since her last trip: it had become larger, with several coral-like structures around the room and large white roundels on the walls.
"I've redecorated a little." the Doctor said, running over to the console and beaming at a detail on the scanner, "The old girl missed you as well."
"Clearly. I like the new desktop. But you really need to get rid of those roundels. They clash with the beige coral thing you've got going on." she commented.
"I'll clear it up one day."
"Let's hope that'll be true."
The Doctor grinned at Asla and placed his hand on the dematerialisation control.
"Ready?"
"Always."
And off they went, to new horizons and brilliant adventures.

THE END