Fictions Mentioned:
Episode 4
OP Song:
Adele - Skyfall (Lyric Video)
FLASHBACK:
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Can't Say Goodbye To Yesterday · Carla White · Rika Muranaka · Rika Muranaka
Has anyone ever wondered what it was like to hurt a lot from top to bottom?
Othinus would know that more than anyone.
She was now trapped in a room that was dark and cold. No light that even reflects her wounded self from the physical to the spiritual. There were no stars. There was not a hint of the heavens where one can see the different formations of the clouds. There was nothing.
It was just dark. It was just cold.
Her heart aches as it desires to find eternal rest from everything.
But...
"("You are our prisoner now, Magic God. Escape is a futile endeavor. Surely, you of all beings must accept this by now as this may perhaps remind you of your own design.")"
"("AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"}"
She recalls her torture from her past...She thinks...
She recalls a specific conversation that she had long ago which echoed throughout her mind...
How long ago was it...?
Was it years? Was it centuries? Was it millennia?
It...
It hardly matters...
What does matter as of now is that she was currently feeling very excruciating pain that was now piercing throughout her entire body. Piercing medical needles were thoroughly injected into her like a lab rat fit for dissection. The needles punctured through places that allowed her to perceive pain from the head to the toe. Horrific mutilations and body piercings were done to her throughout. She was lying on a metal operating table. From every side, one can see many types of torture devices and surgical equipment if one were to see with a hint of light on.
And she was feeling it every single second...
A living hell...
It lasted as long as the twisted master of this place said so...
Yes, she was feeling hopeless.
Yes, she was feeling absolutely powerless.
And is there anyone left to save her...?
No...
Not since...
"...Ah..."
She shed a tear. At least that was allowed for her by the master of this place.
She does not bother trying to hope for a rescue. That one hope that she would cling to had long since been swiped away into nothing.
The Imagine Breaker is somewhere else.
She didn't want to think about it.
Now...
She was simply begging for death at this point...
She was already giving up at this point...
"...Touma..."
She muttered a name...
The name of a person that she hadn't seen for a very long time...
She just wanted to embrace this person...one last time...
One last time...
And then...
She senses something. There was something happening from the outside of this complex. There were the sounds of rumbling and explosions of high-density output. Slowly but surely it was getting nearer and nearer.
And then...
A light suddenly showed peering through the darkness.
It was the blast door that was connecting one corridor into this room that had exploded. The entirety of the door was flying off straight toward the machine constructs of the laboratory, creating psychedelic sparkling effects.
"Clear!"
A moment later...
She heard the sound of footsteps created by armored boots. Lots of them. Her vision was blurry and her ears were ringing due to the explosion but she could at least make out a few figures that were entering the room. The sounds of high-density blasts were clearly heard going around from the outside. In fact, she could even hear the shrill familiar sounds of "EXTERMINATE!" clearly being heard echoing in the background.
One by one, she can slowly see the figures carrying advanced weapons that were coming near, checking every corner for any trap that was possibly laid out with a sense of urgency and professionalism. That made Othinus tell instantly that they were soldiers of a kind. Who they are and whom did they serve she did not know. They were men wearing white armor and T-shaped visors with Y-shaped downward mouths. Some of them had blue markings found on their shoulders and kneecaps, with two blue lines from the head to the waist, front and back, and from the sides of their legs. Some of them had orange markings that range from their head, upper chest, some parts of the shoulder and the arms, the sides of the body, and some parts of their legs.
"Sirs, area secured, you're free to enter," one of them said.
And from the outside, she could see two figures walking from the open flash of light.
One of these figures was of towering height, wearing invariably colored olive green bulky armor with a gold visor, and carrying an assault rifle.
And the other...
He didn't seem anyone special and it is because of that that he stands out like a sore thumb because he was the only one present who doesn't wear any type of armor. But he had a very stern and determined face, looking quite war-weary despite looking young and vigor. His green-brown eyes were quite odd as they reminded her of many years that had passed away from her. And it was because of that that she can tell that this man was far older than he looked. His face was quite cleanly shaven and had clean-cut brown hair. His clothing, instead of armor, was a dark brown leather trenchcoat, dark green-brown double-breasted moleskin waistcoat, with 10 brass buttons and a fob chain attached to it. He wore tan corduroy trousers, a box-frame belt with several fastener pins and studded pinholes, and dark brown combat boots adorned with charcoal leather gaiters. For neckwear, he wore a knitted in a burgundy and ivory herringbone pattern. There was also a bandolier that he wore across his left shoulder.
This figure, with the towering figure close behind, were walking towards her in haste. The man would take something from his bandolier and make a whirling sound. It was a simple metallic handle and a red-light-emitting diode at the end. It slowly cuts all of the wires and needles that were injected into her. His eyes were like those of a surgeon and his hand which held the device showed its skill. She slowly starts to feel less of the pain as it begins to be healed. The pain was still there but it was lessened, quite similar to anesthesia that was received in case of a medical operation.
She can tell at this point that this man appeared to be a doctor because it reminded her of another doctor with frog-faced features.
Who is this person?
"...Who...Who are you?" she softly uttered.
The man, stopping for a moment, simply looked her in the eye. His voice was solemn and empathetic, and yet she can feel tiredness showing signs of war-weariness that is to be found in a person who has been fighting for too long.
"I am the Doctor...And I'm getting you out of here."
501st Clone Trooper (War) Journal (STARS):
"It was in the early years of the Great Time War. The 501st and the other boys in the 7th Sky Corps are to assist the Warrior (the Doctor) and are tasked with a specific mission behind enemy lines while the allied war fleets distract the Daleks. We are to rescue a Magic God by the name of Othinus, immediately and not a moment too soon. Intelligence reports say that she is currently being held captive somewhere in one of the experimental laboratories of the Dalek Phase Configuration Sub-Station that had now taken residence on the now vacant Hidden World of IU Coordinates: ACMI Universe-Prime. Rumor has it that all of the phases pertaining to ACMI Universe-Prime are about to be weaponized for a sinister purpose. What are phases exactly? Well, in a nutshell, they are considered to be the overlapping layers of the material universe, all stacked upon each other, and cannot be interacted with in the normal physical manner as much as one cannot interact with a fundamental component like dark matter. It's a religious concept that is superimposed upon the Pure World - what the Pure World is is another discussion entirely. What matters now is that the Daleks are now weaponizing these phases and making them leak unnaturally as if it were a couple of clogged canals that were making the universe and other surrounding universes flood-prone to elements that shouldn't be there, superimposing their own new type of wave frequencies and filtering them into a mixture of something new and unheard of, something like a Dalek as the enemy would claim, producing more of the abominations for the war effort. At least...that's just one part of it. Naturally, we plan to pull the plug on this operation before further damage can be done which had been predicted accurately with a 95% rating through numerous precognition divisions within the Foundation. So this is more or less a rescue mission and a strike mission all at the same time. But something tells me that it's not going to be easy. Somehow...I feel that this mission is practically a suicidal one."
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ED Song:
Terminator Salvation - Break The Silence (Soundtrack)
Incarnation(s)/Regeneration(s) of the Doctor:
The War Doctor - A: John Hurt
New Characters:
Master Chief Petty Officer John-117 - A: Steve Downes
501st Clone Troopers (STARS) - A: Temuera Morrison
7th Sky Corps (STARS) - A: Temuera Morrison
The Dalek Time Strategist - VA: Nicholas Briggs