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Chapter 11:

Another surprise:

Like the Minister and Rose, as soon as the Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS he was greeted by the same welcoming party and taken towards the castle.

As he was shoved into the elevator and reached the designated floor, he too was greeted by the same icy voice, except the Doctor managed to keep a longer conversation going.

"Welcome Time Lord…" the voice said as it echoed through the whole black room.

"How do you know I'm a Time Lord?" The Doctor replied, trying to hide as much of shock from showing in his voice.

"Oh, it's obvious, the ship you arrived in had such great technology and the style of its creation is similar to that of the Time Lord race, so by assumption it was safe to say and in a way guess you were a in Time Lord. Oh and the fact that I have had a similar machine land on this planet quite recently…"

"Impossible, I'm the last of my race, unless by recently we are talking within the past 1000 years, then yes maybe." The Doctor spat the words with much venom in his voice. How dare this being speak of his race and think he can mock the fact they have been wiped out in the Time War.

The voice chuckled quietly. Well then I see that this Doctor has no idea that he is not the last of his kind. Well then I do believe a reunion is the least I can give to him before him and the other new prisoners are put to work, until the end of their lives.

"I seemed to have missed out on a joke…what the hell is so funny?" The Doctor said challenging this invisible being.

"O you will see soon enough Doctor…soon enough."

"Oh that reminds me, might I ask what dumb idiot am I talking to? After all I generally like to remember the names of the people I have defeated…"

"Your humour is poor, my name is Sera Fernoria, King of the Kirthorian Empire. And you will refer to me as Your Majesty."

"Over my dead body…"The Doctor spat.

"Oh don't you worry that can be arranged." Fernoria laughed, "But for now Doctor, you will be escorted to a waiting cell, and from there you will be joined with other fellow male prisoners we have captured."

"O goodie!" The Doctor replied with as much sarcasm as he could drive from within himself.

As soon as he said this he was grabbed by two guards and taken to a holding cell. Once he was placed in this pitch black cell he tried to find the door he entered through but found that the walls surrounding him were flat and flawless. The Doctor then took out his Sonic Screwdriver and tried to find some source of power, not really sure what he would do once he found some, he just had to keep himself busy. But to his dismay he found nothing, probably because the walls were either made of lead or concrete which wouldn't allow any sort of energy or even radiation to pass through it.

The Doctor put away his Sonic Screwdriver and sat on the floor with his body leaning against the wall.

One hour passed and the Doctor had been napping when all of a sudden the wall to his right completely disappeared and light began to shine through into his cell. The light was blinding after being in a pitch black cell.

The same began to happen to the Minster's and Rose's cell.

Each one of them stood up and after adjusting to the light again they began to make their way towards the gap.

As Rose approached the new hole, she saw what could only be described as horrific, before her she saw hundreds of female prisoners all of them waiting. Some of them when beaten and some had died. Rose stepped out of the cell and as she did the wall behind her reappeared and she too was trapped inside this huge cell. What made the atmosphere worse was that everyone was pretty much silent. There were the odd few whispers but not loud enough to understand what they were saying.

Rose moved to the wall and sat herself down. She began to look around and try to understand what was going on but to her disappointment she understood nothing.

Beside her a woman was staring at her, all most studying her. The woman approached her and greeted her.

"Hello, my name is Cila, you're a new prisoner aren't you?"

Cila was a young woman, but had distinctive features. She had long pointed ears, barely had a nose, her eyes were very large and her pupils were very large too. She almost looked like a cat.

"Yea, I'm Rose, what is going on here?"

"We are the new prisoners that have been obtained within the last month. I have been here for about 3 days. They feed us, and that's about it." Cila began to stare off into the distance that lay ahead of her.

"Who are 'they'?"

"The Kirthorians of course. They lock on to nearby ships and pull them in and then captre the crew."

Rose paused and then realised that they weren't saved from the attraction of the void. They were pulled in by them and captured. A sudden feeling of hate and rage began to develop inside Rose. She felt so powerless. She needed to do something. She needed the Minister.

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Elsewhere, the Doctor and the Minister both stepped out into the huge cell. They too saw the same thing as Rose except the prisoners around them were all male. They both stepped out of their cells. The Doctor's cell opening was allocated nearer to the East of the huge cell, and the Minister's cell opening was allocated towards the North of the huge cell. They both stepped out and began to try and analyse the situation and area they found themselves in. Though they couldn't see each other they both began a trail of thought that was very similar.

Neither of the men sat down, they blended in with the few prisoners that were standing too.

Well then, I'm pretty sure Rose will have found herself in the same situation as me only to have herself surrounded by female prisoners. The Minster thought.

Right then, I'm in a huge cell with prisoners, The Doctor thought.

There aren't any guards, the Minister added.

It was almost like jumping from thought to thought between the two men. The Doctor said something, and the Minister was already continuing off that trail of thought in his mind.

Well then seems like there really is only one thing to do The Doctor thought.

I'll get to know the locals! They both said simultaneously as they both began to wander as their eyes were scanning over the crowds of people standing and lying down.

It was the Doctor who first spotted a fairly well dressed man. He seemed to be tall, well built, and slim, but not quite as slim as the Doctor, blue eyes slightly ruffled dirty blonde hair. He was wearing a long black coat, a light coloured shirt which had its top 2 buttons undone to reveal give him a sort of 'laid back' look. He was also wearing very casual worn out jeans. All in all the man looked like he didn't have a care in the world that he was trapped as a prisoner. This surprised the Doctor. He must have just been captured too, the doctor thought as he continued to study the man. But there is something different to this man, I can't quite put my finger on it but there is definitely something very different…and yet something oddly familiar.

As the Minister turned his head his eyes locked with that of a man who was staring at him too. He began to walk towards the man and as doing so he too began too study him. He was fairly tall, brown scruffy hair and had brown eyes. He was wearing a pin strip suit and some converse as shoes. The Minister smiled at that. He was fairly well dressed, he must be a new prisoner. But why is he staring at me like that…why does he seem so different to the rest of the prisoners here, and yet I find him oddly normal.

They were now standing face to face, and the Minister had a nagging voice in the back of his mind saying, why do I recognise this guy? Have I seen him somewhere before?

The Doctor could see that the man before him too was having trouble putting a name to his face, and just as he was about to introduce himself with one of his cheesy grins, the face expression of the man in front of him changed to that of complete and utter disbelief.

The Doctor paused waiting to see how his expression would change…

"You're…" the Minister paused and began to laugh his head off as emotions began to sore through him. "YOU'RE THE DOCTOR! HA-HA! Incredible!"

The Minister swept the Doctor into a rib breaking hug and pulled away.

"I'm sorry do I know you?" The Doctor said hastily.

"No, not yet, but that can be fixed. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is the Minister."

The Doctor was hit by confusion and a load of emotions. His eyes grew wide as he stared at the man before him. Impossible, and yet he knew that his eyes were proving it to be true.

"You're…you're a Time Lord." The Doctor whispered as he gazed at the man before him in complete disbelief.

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