The whole ordeal with Saxon is the most timey-wimey writing I've ever needed to understand. It took about an half an hour of research to understand it and it wasn't completely necessary. It is cool to read about though. I've finished writing Utopia by the time this is posted.
3rd Person P.O.V.
Charls' eyes ached when they opened them, "How long was I gone?"
They rubbed their eyes and tried to find the Doctor. They woke up to lights and loud noises. Charls watched for a minute before stretching and joining the Doctor at a console.
"Six minutes!" The Doctor shouted while catching an item Jack threw at him.
Charls sighed and arched their back, "I think everything is in control now. Won't go knowledge crazy for another week or so. I was gone a little longer than I wanted."
"Knowledge crazy?" Jack asked while passing by Charls.
Charls scratched their head, "Well, it's sort of a thing that happens when I get too curious. It's like a side effect to being a third human. My human curiosity overpowers everything else in my head. I normally just learn something new when that happens."
"What happens if you don't learn something new?" Jack asked hesitantly.
"Nothing too big," Charls brushed it off, "Now back to whatever it is you were doing."
Jack nodded and sent back to tinkering with some wires. Charls strolled over to the Doctor and Yana. The Doctor was examining one of the wires. He was also wearing the silly glasses when he wanted to seem smart.
"So you got it up and running?" Charls fiddled with the wire.
The Doctor sniffed the wire while Charls rolled their eyes at him.
"Yes, because I am brilliant," the Doctor bragged, "Is this?"
"Yes, gluten extract." Yana nodded, "Binds the neutralino map together."
"That's food," the Doctor said in a high voice and slipped off his glasses, "You've built this system out of food and string and staples? Professor Yana, you're a genius."
"Says the man who made it work." Yana noted.
"He's just clever, Professor." Charls joked, "It's incredible that you've even been able to come up with a system like this."
"It's easy coming in at the end, but you're stellar." The Doctor widened his eyes to show how amazed he was, "This is - this is magnificent. And I don't say that often because, well, because of me."
Charls helped fiddle with the machine, slightly distracted by the air around Professor Yana. He still felt the same, even after they'd cleared their head up. Charls did want to speak to the Doctor about it but at the same time they'd learned that it was rude to speak about others in front of them. Then again, it was also rude to speak about others behind their back.
Yana sighed, "Well, even my title is an affectation. There hasn't been such a thing as a university for over a thousand years. I've spent my life going from one refugee ship to another."
"If you'd been born in a different time, you'd be revered." The Doctor's words made Yana chuckle, "I mean it. Throughout the galaxies."
Yana chuckled again, "Oh, those damned galaxies. They had to go and collapse. Some admiration would have been nice. Yes, just a little, just once."
"Once is good." Charls smiled, "Too many times and humans would get too big of an ego."
"Well, you've got it now." The Doctor said quietly, "But that footprint engine thing. You can't activate it from onboard. It's got to be from here. You're staying behind."
"With Chantho. She won't leave without me. Simply refuses."
Charls frowned, "You'd give up your life to see that rocket fly?"
"Oh, I think I'm a little too old for Utopia." Yana joked, "Time I had some sleep."
A voice on the speaker interrupted us, "Professor, tell the Doctor we've found his blue box."
"Ah!" The Doctor exclaimed.
"Doctor?" Jack called him over to the computer.
On the screen was the TARDIS, safe and sound.
"Professor, it's a wild stab in the dark, but I may just have found you a way out." The Doctor grinned and patted Yana on the back.
Charls glanced at Yana very discreetly, he'd seemed distracted by the TARDIS. Charls hadn't forgotten the eerie feeling that surrounded him.
The Doctor had managed to park the TARDIS in the lab and hooked her up for some more power. Charls had begun to realize that the feeling surrounding Yana had grown a little stronger. It was a little more identifiable now but still, Charls had never felt anything like it. Martha and Chantho had just rejoined them and Charls kept a very close watch on the Professor.
"Chan Professor, are you alright tho?" Chantho went to Yana's side.
"Yes, I'm fine. I'm fine." Yana's voice got a little harsher, "I'm fine. Just get on with it."
"Connect those circuits into the spar, same as that last lot." Jack pointed to the circuits, "But quicker."
Martha hurried over to the circuits with Chantho. Charls stayed very close to the Doctor's side, mainly for a sense of comfort but also in case Yana started to act strangely.
"Doctor," Charls whispered, "Go check on him."
The Doctor nodded and went to Yana's side.
"You don't have to keep working. We can handle it." The Doctor bent over to be at Yana's sitting height.
Yana shook his head, "It's just a headache. It's just - just noise inside my head, Doctor. Constant noise inside my head."
The Doctor seemed a little more concerned, he crouched down.
"What sort of noise?" He asked quietly.
Yana sighed, "It's the sound of drums. More and more, as though it's getting closer."
"When did it start?" The Doctor asked.
"Oh, I've had it all my life. Every waking hour." Yana took a deep breath, "Still, no rest for the wicked."
He stood up and got back to work. Charls watched him and looked at the Doctor. They'd guessed that the drumming might have been what caused the strange feeling surrounding Yana. But Charls couldn't feel like there was more to it. What caused the noises? Why were they getting closer? Charls wanted to know the actual answer.
Charls waited a bit then spoke to the Doctor, "Drumming?"
"Well, it's what he said." The Doctor shrugged.
"As that drumming gets closer that feeling grows stronger." Charls whispered, "I don't like the feeling of it. It's...it's like there's something behind that man that I don't know. It's also like I should know at the same time."
"You said that it was like he was wearing a disguise," the Doctor repeated my words, "could it be possible that he's not actually Professor Yana."
Charls shook their head, "The name Professor Yana is his name. It's not like Utopia which I feel isn't the name of the place. Professor Yana is his name but at the same time it's not. I can't understand it."
"Keep watch on him," the Doctor said softly.
Charls sighed, "I'll do my best."
Charls was very curious as to what that glowing, red room was. Yana and Atillo were talking to each other on the computer and the picture of a man in a hazmat suit was entering a room. The Doctor had slipped on his glasses again.
"Where is that room?" The Doctor asked.
"It's underneath the rocket." Yana stood next to the Doctor, "Fix the couplings and the footprint can work. But the entire chamber is flooded with stet radiation." Yana walked over to the computer with the Doctor and Charls following.
"Stet?" Charls echoed.
"It's safe enough, if we can hold the radiation back from here."
The man on screen slowly typed in a code for every coupling. He had to fix them one by one. An alarm sounded.
"It's rising." Yana shouted over his shoulder, "Naught point two. Keep it level!"
The room shook and the lights flickered. More alarms sounded and the power seemed to drain from the technology.
"Radiation's rising!" the Doctor shouted as Jack ran across the room.
"We've lost control!" Jack announced.
Yana was panically spinning a wheel on one of the panels, "The chamber's going to flood."
"Jack, override the vents!" the Doctor was tampering with one of the power panels.
"We can jump start the override." Jack pulled out two heavy cords from the machines.
"Jack!" Charls shouted, "It's going to spark if you do that!"
Jack held the two live ends together and was electrocuted. He shouted and dropped to the floor. Martha ran to his side.
"Chan don't touch the cables tho." Chantho bent down and threw the cables further away.
"Oh, I'm so sorry." Yana hunched over Jack's body.
"He'll be fine." Charls reassured them.
"The chamber's flooded with radiation, yes?" The Doctor asked, standing a little bit away.
"Without the couplings, the engines will never start. It was all for nothing." Yana waved his hand.
"Martha, you can stop that." Charls rolled their eyes as Martha tried to give Jack CPR.
"You've got to let me try." Martha was pulled away by the Doctor.
"Just listen to them. Now leave him alone." The Doctor went back to talking to Yana, "It strikes me, Professor, you've got a room which no man can enter without dying. Is that correct?"
"Yes."
"Well," the Doctor paused as Jack gasped and the Doctor dramatically slipped off his glasses, "I think I've got just the man."
"Was someone kissing me?" Jack asked.
Charls smiled, "Welcome back. Jack and Doctor, you two might want to get going to those chambers. We can stay here and make sure it stays level."
"Are you sure?" The Doctor asked.
"I'm like you aren't I?" Charls smirked, "You're not the only one who's clever."
"Doctor, are you there?" Martha asked the screen.
"Receiving, yeah." The Doctor's voice crackled, "He's inside."
"And still alive?"
"Oh, yes." The Doctor sounded like he was smiling.
"But he should evaporate. What sort of a man is he?" Yana was astonished.
"I've only just met him." Martha shook her head, "The Doctor sort of travels through time and space and picks people up. God, I make us sound like stray dogs."
Charls chuckled, "It's what everyone is, Martha. Stray dogs."
"He travels in time?" Yana whispered and wandered away.
Martha pointed at the TARDIS, "Don't ask me to explain it. That's a TARDIS, that box thing. The sports car of time travel, he says."
Charls watched as Yana looked at the front of the TARDIS. They felt the feeling grow stronger, Yana must have been hearing the drums again. Charls blocked out the conversation that the Doctor and Jack were having. They watched as Yana distractedly stared at the TARDIS doors. Tears began to fill his eyes as the Doctor talked of Rose and the time war.
"Professor," Charls moved towards him and caught the attention of Chantho and Martha.
"Time travel. They say there was time travel back in the old days. I never believed…" Yana shook his head and a few tears dripped down his face, "But what would I know? Stupid old man. Never could keep time. Always late, always lost. Even this thing never worked."
Yana pulled out a gold fob watch, exactly like the Doctor's when he'd become human. Charls held their breath for a second then remembered what the Doctor had said. When he'd explained their plan for the Family of Blood he'd briefly mentioned that most Time Lords owned them - for emergencies. Charls began to piece together the things they'd discovered. They remembered a few things from when they were Theo Woods, and how he'd felt when he met the human Doctor. Yana felt just like that. Like a part of him was missing but it was close by.
"Can I have a look at that?" Martha asked.
"Oh, it's only an old relic. Like me." Yana laughed.
Charls' curiosity swelled and they became overwhelmed. They realized some of the truth of Yana, he was a Time Lord. The Face of Boe had spoken to the Doctor about his species. He said that both the Doctor and Charls were the last of their kind but he only said that the Doctor wasn't alone. 'You are not alone.' Yana. With that discovery, Charls' common sense flew out the window. They stopped thinking about why and went on to the let's go for it. They didn't wonder why a Time Lord would stay human for so long or why he'd picked the end of the universe to hide or even why he was hiding. And maybe, if they'd thought about it a little longer, the future would have been very different. But, that's not what happened.