Just A New Era….
Summary: The Tardis crashed landed in a garden shed, nothing new. But what's new was a little red head girl asking help about her crack in her bedroom wall. Now The Doctor, The Master and Rose have to figure what this crack means with Amy as a companion. But What is the Silence and why must it fall? And will Rose and The Master find out who River Song is? Series five AU. Third story in my Just One Second series.
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who….
Dedication: This is dedicated to Dreamcatcher56, Elpisastreaeosdikelungbarrow, Bad Wolf Jen, nic, lukas, adytigerlili24 and ziahhna for reviewing the last chapter!
Special Dedication: This is dedicated to the amazing Carrie Fisher who played Princess Leia. RIP Princess Leia and may the force be with you!
Chapter Seven: Victory of the Daleks: Part two
Rose ended up pacing around Churchill's office, biting her nails in worry. Amy's fingers were tapping Winston's desk, trying to come up with a plan.
A female officer came up to Winston with a clipboard in her hands. "Prime Minister?"
Winston turned to her. "Yes Blanche?" he asked.
Blanche took a deep breath. "Signal from RDF, sir. Unidentified object. Hanging in the sky, Captain Childers says. We can't get a proper fix, though. It's too far up."
Winston turned to Rose with a smirk playing on his lips. "Well Miss Tyler? You know The Doctor better than us, he's in trouble and now we know where he is."
Rose grinned, tongue in between her teeth. "Yep. And I know who can help us. Amy, can you flirt on a Scottish professor?"
Amy laughed as they went off to find Bracewell.
….
Inside the Tardis, The Master was leaning against the rails, watching The Doctor pressing buttons and turning the dial on the monitor.
"You know it would be easier if I…"
The Doctor shook his head. "No. No! you are not hypnotizing anybody or anything."
The Master huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "It's not as if the bloody drums are controlling me anymore."
"It's too risky. You haven't used that power in over a hundred years! Who knows what will happen?" The Doctor pointed out, pursing his lips as he narrowed down a search. "Bingo…"
….
Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers from Earth, a large spaceship orbited its atmosphere. But, inside it, death and destruction was in the final stages.
"The final phase commences, channel all reserve power to Progenitor," a Dalek said to it's others companions when the familiar sound of the Tardis materializing.
The doors burst opened as The Doctor and The Master casually strolled on board the ship.
The Doctor clapped his hands together. "Where's that cup of tea? I asked for it about half an hour ago."
The Master snorted. "The world is in danger and you want a cup of tea? Unbelievable," he muttered, shaking his head.
"It is The Doctor and The Master!" a Dalek exclaimed
A second Dalek rolled forward. "Exterminate them!"
The Master rolled his eyes and pulled out a pen from his pocket. "Now I wouldn't do that if I were you. Unlike this idiot here, I made a Tardis-self-destruct device. One wrong move and I will blow us all into bits," he said, twirling the silver pen with his fingers.
The Doctor's eyes widened in shock. "When the hell did you made that?" he spluttered.
The Master shrugged, carelessly. "When you and Rose showed Amy the movie room, I made this beauty."
The Doctor glared at him. "Should not have trusted you in the first place."
"You would not use such a device!" a Dalek said, interrupting the Time Lords.
The Master raised an eyebrow. "Yeah? Dare me," he replied, still twirling the pen in his fingers which made the Daleks stopped trying to scan the Time Lords. "Good pet…"
The Doctor rolled his eyes as he walked around the ship, surveying the damage. "This ship's pretty beaten up. Running on empty, I'd say, like you. When we last met, you were at the end of your rope. Finished, Kaput."
"One ship survived."
The Doctor nodded with a smirk. "Yes, yes, yes so you fell back through time, crippled and dying," he said with a slight snarl.
"We picked up a trace. One of the Progenitor devices."
The Master raised an eyebrow. "That's a new one. Progenitors haven't been around since the Time War," he muttered as he scanned a console with his laser sonic.
The Doctor frowned. "I haven't heard it before," he muttered before turning to his oldest foes. "What's a Progenitor? What does it do?" he asked them.
The Daleks rolled forward. "It is our past, and our future."
"In other words, it's to make powerful Daleks that are big and scary," The Master butted in.
The Doctor raised his eyebrows, a small smirk playing on his lips. "Huh, that's deep, very deep for a Dalek."
The Master snorted as he stood up and gave a sarcastic clap. "I'm so proud of them," he faked cried, wiping a fake tear from his eyes.
The Doctor rolled his eyes before turning to the Daleks. "Why build Bracewell? If you have a progenitor, why build him?"
"…. It was necessary…"
"But why?" The Doctor repeated, frowning. There was a moment of silence as the Daleks refused to answer. That made The Doctor's eyes widened and laughed. "Oh, I get it. The progenitor wouldn't recognize you. According to it, you are the peasants of your race so it would refuse your DNA."
"A solution was devised."
The Doctor nodded, pacing around the ship once again. "Yes, I know. It was me and my big mouth. My testimony. You made sure that once I arrived and got agitated, you lot knew that the progenitor would recognize me, your oldest enemy…."
"Oi, step away from that now!" The Master snapped, his thumb on top of the pen as a Dalek moved to one of the console and placed its plunger on the button.
Another Dalek, who was near The Master, spoke up. "Withdraw now, Doctor, or the city dies in flames!" it said, making The Doctor and The Master snort in amusement.
The Doctor gave a dry chuckle. "Who are you kidding? This ship doesn't have any power to blow up a planet, so how can you make London disappear?"
The Master gave a shrug. "Magic?"
"Watch as the humans destroy themselves."
That was when a laser beam shot out from the satellite dish from the side of the ship. The Master pursed his lips and turned to The Doctor with a look of dread on his face.
"I have a bad feeling about this," he said.
The Doctor sighed, still staring at the Daleks nervously. "You're not the only one."
….
Back on Earth, the lights around London began to turn on automatically and it was impossible to turn them off. Rose managed to track down Bracewell easily enough. He was hiding in his lab, snapping a revolver back into place. Winston noticed and quickly walked into the room.
"Bracewell, put the gun down," Winston demanded, but carefully, not wanting the professor/Dalek robot to do anything rash.
Bracewell took a deep breath. "My life is a lie, and I choose to end it."
Amy snorted as she stood next to him, eyeing the gun nervously. "In your own time, Paisley boy, because right now we need your help."
"But those creatures, my Ironsides, they made me? I can remember things. So many things. The last war. The squalor and the mud and the awful, awful misery of it all. What am I? What am I?"
"What you are, sir, is either on our side or theirs. Now, I don't give a damn if you're a machine, Bracewell. Are you a man?" Winston asked, smoking on his pipe.
Amy smiled, slowly taking the gun out of Bracewell's hands. "Listen to me. I understand. Really, I do. Look, there is a spaceship up there lighting up London like a Christmas tree. Thousands of people will die tonight if we don't stop it, and you are the only one who can help take it down."
Bracewell blinked in surprise. "I am?"
Rose nodded. "Not only are you part human, you are also Dalek technology, which means you have a vast amount of knowledge and we need that if we want to save the Earth."
"So start thinking!" Amy encouraged. "What about rockets? You got rockets? Because you said gravity whatsits, hypersonic flight, some kind of missile."
Winston sighed heavily. "It isn't a fireworks party, Miss Pond. We need proper tactical. Oh. A missile. Or…"
"What?" Amy asked wearily.
Winston pursed his lips. "We could send something up there, you say?" he asked the professor.
Bracewell nodded, reaching out shakily to grab a file, passing it to Rose who started to read through. "Yes, well, with a gravity bubble, yes, but. Theoretically it's possible that we could actually send something into space."
Winston grinned. "Bracewell, it's time to think big!"
….
The Doctor couldn't help but stare in wonder as the new and improve Daleks completely destroyed the smaller soldier Daleks.
The Master whistled. "I'm impressed. You bad boys have a lot of fire power."
"Blimey. What do you do to the ones who mess up?" The Doctor asked.
The white Dalek, obviously the leader, turned sharply to The Time Lords. "You are the Doctor and The Master. You must be exterminated!"
The Master sighed, pulling out the silver pen from his pocket. "Don't mess with me… sweetie…"
The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "Sweetie?"
The Master shrugged. "Habit," he admitted, twirling the pen in his fingers.
"We are the paradigm of a new Dalek race," The white Dalek said. "Scientist, strategist drone, eternal, and the supreme."
The Doctor couldn't help but snort. "I'd be feeling pretty swish if I looked like you. Pretty supreme," he replied, walking around the busted looking ship. "Question is, what do we do now? Either you turn off your clever machine or The Master will blow you and your new paradigm into eternity."
The Master raised an eyebrow at the comment. "Careful, you'll sound like Darth Vader."
"You will destroy yourselves for the sake of the earth?" The white Dalek asked.
"Occupational hazard," The Doctor said with a slight shrug of the shoulder.
The blue Dalek rolled forward, turning to face The Master. "Scan reveals nothing. Tardis self destruct device non-existent."
The Master sighed pocketing the pen in his coat pocket. "Okay, I stole it from Churchill when he was busy," he said and at The Doctor's glare he held his hands up in fake surrender. "I told you, I've changed."
An alarm sound started to blare through out the ship, turning the lights to an eerie red. The Doctor ran forward to one of the consoles and saw the problem.
"Alert. Unidentified projectile approaching. Correction, multiple projectiles!" The Blue Dalek said.
"What have the humans done?" The white Dalek asked, sounding furiously.
The Doctor shrugged. "Dunno."
"Explain. Explain. Explain!" The White Dalek boomed.
"Danny Boy to the Doctor. Danny Boy to the Doctor. Are you receiving me? Over." A human voice said through the speakers.
The Doctor grinned. "Ah Winston! I knew I could count on you!"
The Master raised his eyebrows. "It was probably Rose and the Scottish professor who built that ship."
"Details," The Doctor said, waving his hand.
"Danny Boy to the Doctor. Come in. Over."
"Loud and clear, Danny Boy. Big dish, side of the ship. Blow it up. Over," The Doctor said before looking at The Master with a huge grin on his face. "After you…"
The Master rolled his eyes before he made a dash to the Tardis, opening it with his laser screwdriver. The Doctor followed him, closing the door with his foot and dashing to the console. The Tardis started to dematerialize and was out of the Dalek ships atmosphere. The Doctor was fully aware that there was a battle outside with men dying. And soon enough Danny Boy checked in.
"Danny Boy to the Doctor. Only me left now. Anything you can do, sir? Over."
The Doctor glanced at The Master who was pressing buttons and leavers. "I can disrupt the Dalek shields, but not for long. Over."
After several attacks on the Dalek ship, The White Dalek made a startling revelation that could destroy the earth. Bracewell wasn't just a machine, he was a bomb. The Doctor made the Tardis land on earth, telling the piolet called Danny Boy to abandon the mission. The doors flew open and The Master punched Bracewell square in the face, knocking him down on the floor.
"Sorry Bracewell, but you're not only a machine, you're also a bomb," The Master said, shaking his hand.
Bracewell glanced at The Master, confused. "What?" he asked in a daze.
"There's an Oblivion Continuum inside you. A captured wormhole that provides perpetual power. Detonate that, and the Earth will bleed through into another dimension," The Doctor quickly explained, kneeling down next to Bracewell and using his sonic to open up Bracewell's torso.
"In other words, keep down," The Master added.
There was a disc in the middle of Bracewell's torso and one of the slices turned blue. The Doctor frowned, looking at The Master who sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.
"Well?" Amy asked quickly.
The Doctor looked at Amy and Rose hopelessly. "I don't know. Never seen one up close before."
Rose cautiously moved, kneeling down next to The Doctor, resting her hand on his shoulder gently. "But what is the point of making a human bomb when the German fleet is throwing tones of them every night? This isn't a typical Dalek move."
"Good point Rose. But you know the Daleks as well as I do. They don't like losing so they made a foolproof plan. Bracewell will blow up as soon as it turns red," The Doctor said, tossing his sonic screwdriver in his hands.
"There's a blue wire or something you have to cut, isn't there?" Amy asked glancing at The Master. "There's always a blue wire. Or a red one."
The Master groaned. "Not helping Fire Cracker!"
"It's incredible. He talked to us about his memories. The Great War," Winston said, amazed.
"Someone else's stolen thoughts, implanted in a positronic brain," The Doctor replied.
The Master's eyes widened. "That's it. Oi Mud monkey, tell us about your boring human life," he said to Bracewell.
Bracewell glanced at The Master, obviously in pain. "I don't think now's the time Master."
"Prove to us that your human. Tell us your life and stop that bomb," The Doctor added.
"My family ran the Post Office. It's a little place just near the abbey, just by the ash trees. There used to be eight trees but there was a storm," Bracewell started, staring in the distance.
Rose smiled gently. "What about your parents? What were they like?"
"Good people. Kind people. They died. Scarlet fever."
"How did that make you feel Edwin?" The Doctor asked.
"It hurt. It hurt, Doctor, it hurt so badly. It was like a wound. I though it was worse than a wound. Like I'd been emptied out. There was nothing left."
The Doctor nodded encouragingly. "Good. Remember it now, Edwin. The ash trees by the Post Office and your mum and dad, and losing them, and men in the trenches you saw die. Remember it. Feel it. You feel it because you are human. You're not like them. You're not like the Daleks!"
After a few minutes of trying to get Bracewell to feel pain, the disks on his torso was turning yellow instead of blue.
"It's not working!" The Doctor said, clearly frustrated.
Amy bit her lip nervously as she knelt down, placing her hand on Bracewell's shoulder, making him look up at her. "Hey, Paisley. Ever fancied someone you know you shouldn't?" she asked softly.
Bracewell blinked, confused. "What?"
"It hurts, doesn't it? But kind of a good hurt," Amy added.
"I really shouldn't talk about her," Bracewell whispered.
Amy pretended to be surprised. "Oh. There's a her," she teased with a laugh.
"What was her name?" The Doctor asked.
Bracewell smiled, his eyes looking in the distance. "Dorabella."
The Master frowned. "Unusual name."
Rose glared at him, smacking him upside his head. "I think it's a nice name."
"What was she like Edwin?" Amy asked.
"Oh, such a smile. And her eyes. Her eyes were so blue. Almost violet, like the last touch of sunset on the edge of the world. Dorabella," Bracewell said lovingly, not even noticing that the disks turned blue.
The Master smirked. "Well Bracewell, you are no longer Darth Vader. Welcome to the race of mud monkeys."
"Spoilers!" Rose chimed. "Don't mention the D word!"
"Oops…" The Master muttered before he stood up quickly. "Time to stop the Daleks!" he said to The Doctor who nodded and moved to follow his rival/best friend.
Bracewell pushed himself up off the floor with his good arm. "Master wait!" he called, making The Master freeze in his tracks. "You're too late. They're gone. The Daleks have gone."
The Doctor shook his head in denial. "NO! no they can't have disappeared! They can't!"
"But my head is clear. They've gone Doctor," Bracewell said.
The Doctor collapsed next to a pillar. The temperature in the war room seemed to drop dramatically seeing The Doctor give up. The Master wasn't that far behind him either. He looked as if he could destroy a planet at any given moment.
Amy got off the floor and walked over to him. "Doctor, it's okay. You did it. You and The Master stopped the bomb. Doctor?"
The Doctor turned to Rose hopelessly. 'I had a choice. And they knew I'd choose the Earth. The Daleks have won. They beat me. They've won."
"But you just saved the earth!" Amy exclaimed. "That's not to shabby isn't?"
The Doctor sighed as he glanced to Rose, Churchill and Amy. "I guess it isn't."
The Master snorted. "It gets boring after a while."
….
They stayed, helping to clean up (or in The Master's case, causing mischief), saying goodbye to Churchill and made Bracewell understand that just because he was machine, doesn't mean that he couldn't live his life as a human.
Amy led the way, skipping down the hall way towards the Tardis. "So you lot have enemies then?" she asked as Rose got out her Tardis key.
"Actually they were The Doctor's and The Master's enemies. I was only on the naughty list after I became Bad Wolf and killed their emperor," Rose explained.
"And everyone has enemies," The Doctor added.
"Like Darth Vader and Luke Skywalker," The Master said.
Rose raised an eyebrow. "Okay. What's with the Star War references?"
"Watched one of them the other day," The Master explained with a shrug. "The one where the princess kissed Luke…"
"Empire Strikes Back?" Amy asked.
"That's the one," The Master replied as he and Rose went inside the Tardis.
"Anyway mine's the woman outside Budges with the mental Jack Russell. You've got, like, you know, arch-enemies," Amy said, leaning against the Tardis.
"Suppose so," The Doctor agreed, leaning next to her.
Amy sighed softly. "And here's me thinking we'd just be running through time, being daft and fixing stuff. But no, it's dangerous."
The Doctor nodded. "Yep. Very. Is that a problem?"
Amy grinned looking at the Time Lord next to her. "I'm still here, aren't I?" she asked which made them chuckle. Amy bit the inside of her lip. "You're worried about the Daleks"
"I'm always worried about the Daleks," The Doctor said with a sigh and a frown playing at his lips.
"It'll take time though, won't it? I mean, there's still not many of them. They'll need a while to build themselves up," Amy replied.
The Doctor shook his head, grabbing his own key and shoving it in the lock. "It's not that. There's something else. Something we've forgotten. Or rather you have."
"Me?" Amy repeated, confused.
"You didn't know them Amy," The Doctor said. "You have never seen them before and you should have done. No one could ever forget the Daleks like you have."
As The Doctor went inside, Amy stood outside for a moment. Was something wrong with her? As the Tardis dematerialized, they failed to notice that there was a crack behind the Tardis in Churchill's office.
A/N: HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYONE! And look I posted a chapter to celebrate the end of a new year! I am so excited for the next one with River making her entrance! I just wanted to clarify that remember, The Doctor didn't regenerate so he is still David Tennant and not Matt Smith.
Anyway, I hope that you guys have an amazing evening/day and I hope that 2017 is going to be a fantastic year for you.
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