Part 3: Humps

The final tears were rolling down the Doctor's face as the TARDIS landed yet again in a new destination. This time, it was Earth. The year; 1829.

"Welcome James to London. A long time ago though. 1829 here." said the Doctor still with a lump in his throat.

"Wow." replied James in approval. They were standing in a damp and dark musky alley that was empty apart from a stray dog at the back of the alley. It was cowering away from James, the Doctor and the TARDIS. They had shocked the Dog. It was sitting all alone looking defenceless.

"Poor thing!" said James - who was an animal lover - with sympathy. "Please Doctor... can we keep him?"

"NO! I've already had a dog - if you can call a Robot a Dog... - and I think that that's enough for me!" The Doctor protested.

"Please. I'll care for him!"

"Oh well... Fine. But if he poops in the TARDIS, you clean it up. That's the advantage of Robot-Dogs like K9. They don't need feeding and they don't poop!"

Happy, James walked slowly to the Dog and picked it up. It was an affecianate dog and instantly began licking James. It liked him.

They walked from the alley-way into a street full of life. Hundreds of people were rushing to work. It was around eight in the morning. Children rushing to school. And with James in 2006 clothes, he would stand out like a sore thum. He was sure to be noticed by somebody sooner or later.

"OH MY GOD!" shouted an elderly woman as she saw James. "What in God's name are you wearing boy? You'll get yourself killed looking like that. The nakedness. You should be ashamed!"

James was shocked, so said nothing. The Doctor smiled.

"Look at that boy Mother!" cried a small child on his way to school.

"Think not of him Joseph. He is a demon child!" she replied.

"I am not!" James protested.

"See. This is how Britain was in this time. They didn't even know what Denim was and the clothes you are wearing are like walking around naked for them. Never mind. We're here for a reason. Murders. Lots of 'em. All happning in this area. Any ideas?"

"What's been happening to them?"

"Well James, they have been being found with no skin. All striped from their body. Discusting!" replied the Doctor.

"Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" James squealed. "How can anyone do such a thing?"

Then something incredibly strage happened. The Doctor and James felt it. The TARDIS transported them inside and then, travelled, to the future. Infact, the now present. 2006. The same place, but a different time.

The Doctor stepped out, closely followed by James. "There's a connection. What's happening then... it's happening now. The Doctor run to the other side of the TARDIS. He knew something was there. It was his Time Lord instinct cutting in.

There was a body lying on the floor. All mangled and un-recognisable. The stench was unbearable. No skin left. And a mark seared onto the head. A three-pronged fork and a Cleaver.

"Whoever is behind these murders has done it before. I remember. In the past. I can't remember his name..." said the Doctor. He was puzzled. But James solved the puzzle.

"The Ripper."

"What did you say?"

"The Ripper. Jack the Ripper." James replied.

"You genius!" cried the Doctor. "Jack the Ripper!"

"I am he. Prepare to be butchured." said a voice.

"WHAT?" cried the Doctor.

There, was a man with a bag and the same symbol on his head as the body. "I am Jack the Ripper. This is my fresh kill. You two will join my new fresh kill and your skin, will pop into my bag."

It was dark here and the TARDIS was shielding the scene. No one could see what was happening.

"I don't think so Jacky-boy!" called James.

"NICE!" said the Doctor. "Quick with insults. Nice!"

"Do not insult me. I am The Ripper and I will kill you. It may not be now, but I will. Mark my words. I will kill you by the Dusk of Time."

James, still holding the new arrival of the team - the stray dog - looked at The Ripper. His hands bloodied from his kill. Stains on his clothes, shoes, skin and his bag.

Jack the Ripper, took from his bag a cleaver. "It's slaughter time!" He lunged forward holding the cleaver in the air. Hurling it towards the Doctor. He only had a few seconds to think.

Sonic Screwdriver! he thought pulling a device from his coat. He aimed it at the cleaver and pressed a button making a blue light flicker into life. In seconds, the cleaver was merely steam raising from a molten puddle on the floor, feet away from the Doctor.

"You destroyed my CLEAVER" he screamed with rage. "You have destroyed the Cleaver of the Ripper. The cleaver created by the Master Ripper. Thousands of years ago. The weapon of mass-murder and you have destroyed it. How dare you?" and with that, he vanished in a swirl of red and black disappearing into the sky.

"What was he talking about? The Cleaver of the Ripper. The Master Ripper. Is he nuts?" asked the Doctor.

"Well," began James. "Killing millions of people must make you mad. How come, he has been killing in 2006 and I didn't know?" James asked. "I've been living here."

"Time is a figment. It can all change with the blink of an eye. Your world can be changed just like that. It can be fine and in a mili-second, the world could be over-run with Daleks or Cybermen!"

"Daleks and who?" James asked.

"Never mind. They are not important!"

"Doctor, how did he get to the present day. He killed people hundreds of years ago. What is he doing in 2006?" asked James.

"My guess is... The Cleaver of the Ripper. It must be a link. A connection to this world and that. The time vortex. It's got to be."

"You mean he's a Time Lord?" asked a now, very confused James.

"No. Merely a Time Traveller. They are different to Time Lords. Time Lords control time and change it. Time Traveller's travel through time and experience it. Along the way, altering small parts. For example, they can comit murder but not destroy a whole race of demons. Where as, a Time Lord - like myself - can.

"Doctor. What are we going to do. We can't leave the world like this. With the Ripper's travelling from this time to another. They could stop life all together. Destroying people in one time, can kill many more. Descendants. All dying in a flicker as their Ancestors are butchered. They're planning to destroy humans. This is the only way that they can get away with it though! Is there anyone who can bring justice? Any High Time Lord or anything?"

"NO! They're all dead and I am the last one!" The Doctor yelled. He was mad. Not at James but at the Ripper and someone - or something - else. Something far more powerful that the Ripper. It was their fault.

"Never mind James. Let's just er... get on with the job in hand. We have to stop him and find out what it is he truely wants. There's something much deeper than this. Killing for fun. I can feel it. Something deeper, far more powerful that can be imagined is behind this. They want something. But what; I'm not sure. Never mind. I will know soon enough. As will you James. Quick, we've got to follow him."

The swirl of red and black was still in the sky heading towards Big Ben. The Doctor knew that that was where The Ripper was heading. There, something was hiding.

Big Ben. The Marvel of London. An amazing place for tourists to go and think about New Year's when Great Britain sits and listens to the ancient bell ringing out to symbol the closing of one year and the beginning of another.

That was where the Doctor and James were by now. They had followed to swiling Time Traveller all the way there. This was where it was hiding. The only problem for the duo, was getting to the top of Big Ben. It couldn't be done. Instead, the Doctor had a plan. He left James and went to fetch the TARDIS. He could land it straight in the centre. That was his plan anyway.

Seconds later - nearly an hour later for the Doctor inside the TARDIS - James heard the legendary engines of the TARDIS and knew that it was near. He scanned the skys but then realised that it would now be materialising inside Big Ben. That was when he heard a clunk of TARDIS on metal cogs. She had landed and safely.

All James could do was sit and wait for the Doctor to return.

- INSIDE BIG BEN -

He'd done it. The Doctor was safely inside Big Ben. Soon, he opened the door to the TARDIS and stepped out onto a metal cog. Not moving due to it was a cog that operated the bell. It would be about an hour before it went off. This gave the Doctor plenty of time to work.

Stepping carefully so as not to fall to another Regeneration, the Doctor looked towards the clock-face. It looked so clear face to clock-face. He continued until he came to a door in the middle of the air. His curiosity got the better of him and he entered...

There in-front of him, was The Ripper that he had met and three others. In the middle of the room, a fat blob in a bath. It was there permanantly - it was visibly obvious - and the liquid was liquid nitrogen. It was keeping the creature alive.

"How on eart can you survive Liquid Nitrogen?" the Doctor asked.

"I can survive bcause of my great power. I can escape death from freezing and melting. I am the Master of Life and Death. I have been since the Dawn of Time. I am important to the Time Travellers. I am their secret LORD. The one who rased them from the ashes that the Time Lords made them. You, Doctor, are a man of many words - So I hear -. I am giving you ten seconds to say your goodbyes to this world and then, my minions will execute you before butchering you." explained the Master.

"Why do you kill people. What purpose do their skins have?" asked the Doctor.

"The skin is added to Liquid Nitrogen. Freezing and disappearing into millions of particals inside this bath. It is from this which I feed. Through my skin."

"Fine. Now what to say. Argh yes. Your turn to be frayed!" he cried pulling out the Clever of the Ripper.

It was re-made. "You see, I went back in time and stole the Cleaver of the Ripper and I came back. Then, I planned to kill you" The Doctor explained throwing the cleaver at the Master. It rose above him, prepared to kill its creator. First, it flayed the Rippers. All at once, their skin peeling away from their muscles and disappearing.

Then it turned on its creator. It was his turn to be flayed. Alive, his skin being pulled off slowly. The pain, terrible. The Master was screaming. "Mercy! Have mercy Doctor!" But even if the Doctor agreed, it was too late. As the skin disappeared, a black hole appeared at the ack of the room. The room was imploding taking it's ocuppators body and his minions with it.

Getting back into the TARDIS, The Doctor smiled. No more Master Ripper! he thought with a laugh.

- Back with James -

The Doctor had been away for two hours now and to James, it was only half-an-hour.

"That was quick" he had said when he saw the Doctor.

"Really. It took two hours!" he said.

"So. What happened and how did you do it?" James asked wanting to know how the Doctor had defeated the Ripper.

The Doctor told the lengthly tale and got back into the TARDIS travelling to the next destination.

Pain. Since the Dawn of Time it had been around. It would continue to the Dusk of Time...

NEXT TIME IN DOCTOR WHO CHRONICLES...

"Welcome to Lusoria. Home to the King of Hutha. The Kingdom of Dreams." said the Town- Caller.

"What's your name?" The Doctor asked.

"Jack Kian Luik"

"Julie Kira Leigh"

"Joshua Kub Lasa"

"My name is James Keiron Laspin"

"They all have the same initials James. JKL. James... are you there? James?"

There was a discusting creature. Standing in-front of it... four victims.

(a/n. I am sorry about the rubbish ending of Chap2. Chap 4 will be better. It is titled: JKL.)