Ok, I like this chapter. Dunno why…pretty evil cliffy though…Thanks for all the reviews so far! Biscuits to all! Enjoy!
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The Ties That Bind
Chapter 9
Breaking Doors
The starship was dirty.
That was the most prominent detail that Martha could see. Never for one to care about dirt, Martha found herself disgusted. She had noticed that the TARDIS rooms appeared remarkably clean: maybe she had got used to no dirt? She shook her head, keeping her eyes locked on the Doctor's back as they moved between rooms, the doors easily opening with the help of the Sonic Screwdriver.
Uneasiness crept upon them, causing both to shiver slightly. A cold wind suddenly arched it's way towards them. Then stopped. Dim lights showed the way ahead into a corridor, lined with beds, a fan built into the wall. It was spinning slower as if it had been turned off as soon as they came in range of it.
The Doctor halted, suspicion growing on his mind. He bit his lip.
"What's the matter?"
"I sense darkness." The Doctor stepped back, obviously feeling overwhelmed. "I've got to go on." Squaring his shoulders he marched into the corridor, Martha following cautiously behind.
As they neared the dead fan, the Doctor made a turn to the left, walking through a sliding door. It shut instantly, before Martha had a chance to follow, cutting her off from him.
"No!" Banging desperately, she yelled: "Doctor!"
She heard his voice reaching back to her through the cold metal beyond.
"Martha, wait here. You can't get through; locked automatically. There's no key code here."
"You can use the Sonic Screwdriver?"
"No. Sorry Martha. I've got to go."
She heard the sadness in his voice. "It's ok. Maybe there's another way in." she breathed for a few seconds before adding, "Be careful."
Footsteps lightly faded and Martha realised the Doctor was no longer listening. Summoning her courage, she turned her back on the door and attentively slipped back down the corridor.
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Slowly and carefully Mickey strode onward, keeping a grip on the blaster he had brought with him. It was probably no use, but he figured that he needed to defend himself. He swallowed as a musky smell wormed its way toward him. He coughed lightly, struggling to prevent himself from making further noise.
Continuing, he went into the ever increasing darkness.
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The room that the Doctor entered was circular and pitch black. He could not see a thing. The door behind him emitted a red light, meaning locked. There was a dark presence here, beckoning. He halted in his steps unsure whether to turn back…but the thought of Rose spurred him on.
He stepped further, then red lights came on, shining down into the centre of the room. The Doctor held his breath, listening, and then just out of the red light lay a body, curled up.
No…
Fear overtook him as he rushed forward, praying with all hope. He skidded to a halt, knelt down and gently rolled the figure over.
It was Rose. Her eyes were closed; she was pale and looked almost dead.
No…no…this can't be happening…
"She's not dead." A voice echoed from behind him.
Whirling the Doctor turned to settle his gaze upon a figure, a man, that had an alienish presence to it. His eyes glared red, and he wore black. Power seemed to radiate from him. A curled smile formed on his lips as he stepped closer, his eyes kept on the Doctor.
"Who are you?" the Doctor asked, his eyes seeking for an answer in his own memory but he couldn't make a recognition. He had a strange feeling. He needed to be careful.
The man stepped forward, coming closer. "Me? I'm just a simple person trying to get home."
"Your lying."
"I do not lie. All this is so I can get home…return to my people, but you see, the one thing I need is your ship and for that I need your knowledge. I knew you wouldn't come to me willingly, so I had to acquire her."
"How did you get her here?" the Doctor asked, confusion settling in. "It's impossible."
"Ah, you see, it's not. I have a device that luckily for me, once belonged to your people. If they could open and close universes, why couldn't I? Simple and effective."
The Doctor narrowed his eyes. Those devices the man spoke of were very rare, and incredibly hard to operate. If he had one, and knew exactly how to use it, then he could be a danger to the universe, especially if by some miracle he managed to get his knowledge, which at the moment, the Doctor found improbable.
He stepped back, suddenly feeling cold.
The alien-man walked slowly forward, his eyes focused completely on it's prey. The Doctor cast a glance over his shoulders, looking for a way out, but the door was locked. Another door lay behind the alien, but could he reach it? He had to try, yet his eyes fell on Rose, her body lay on the floor.
"If you try to leave then she will die." The hiss came.
In that black second, the Doctor realised there was nothing he could do. He was defeated.
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BANG!
"Ow!" Martha rubbed her foot. She had, by some miracle found another door that she hoped would lead to the same room her friend was in, however there was the simple solution of it being locked. Instead of thinking rationally, she had vented her anger upon the steel door, hurting her feet.
Suddenly someone grabbed her from behind, something being pressed to her head and a rough hand over her mouth.
"Don't move."
She could feel the barrel of a blaster on the side of her head.
"Who are you?" the voice asked.
The hand lifted and Martha spoke. "Martha Jones."
"Why are you here?"
"I came with the Doctor." She whispered.
The hands released her. The light emanating from the ceiling allowed her to view her captor. A human, brown skin with kind eyes. "Who are you?" she asked cautiously.
"Mickey Smith." He glanced around. "Where's the Doctor?"
"I think he's in that room." She pointed to the door she'd been kicking. "Both entrances are locked."
"No worries." Mickey lifted his blaster. Just as he was about to fire, a scream came from inside the room.
Mickey didn't wait, he fired right into the panel, and the door slid open.
TBC
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Hopefully next chapter should be out on time, but I am going to school, I think, this week, so updates might be a bit late. I hope to have this story finished by the end of September, so not long now! Heh. Hope you all had a nice summer!
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