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Remnant Who
By ReaderWarrior
I do not own Doctor Who or RWBY.
Dalek (A)
Beta'd by: -
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Honorary (dead) companions:
Clive, Raffalo, Moxx, Jabe, Sneed, Gwyneth, Ganesh
'Bigger on the inside!'s:
2 (Rose, Jackie)
Fantastics:
5
Harriet Jones' greetings:
6
"Might I ask what this episode is titled?" Weiss asks.
"Dalek," ELI answers back after a moment.
Yang smirks and pounds her first into her palm. "Sounds like another alien for the Doctor to beat."
"Or," Blake offers, "maybe a dalek is a new planet Rose and the Doctor go to."
In her seat, Ruby begins to jump up and down and squeals happily. "Just play it already!"
Qrow chuckles and rubs his nieces' hair. "I can see why you like this Doctor guy so much. He is pretty interesting."
"Heck yeah!"
In a large, dark room, the familiar sound of the T.A.R.D.I.S materializing pierces the air. The faint outline of carpentry and display cases surround the box as it slowly forms. A few moments later, after it completely materializes, the doors swing open and the Doctor walks out.
Ruby squeals. "I love that sound!"
"So, what is it?" Rose asks, slowly revealing herself from the depths of the blue box. "What's wrong?"
The Doctor steps aside, allowing her to pass, and walks towards one of the display cases. "Don't know," he answers. "Some kind of signal, drawing the T.A.R.D.I.S off course."
"That doesn't sound good," Blake frowns.
Yang smirks. "Maybe someone just needs a pickup after a long day at the club."
"I told you," the cat-Faunus replies," I wasn't going to do that for you anymore."
Squinting, Rose tries to look around. "Where are we?"
"Earth. Utah, North America. About half a mile underground."
Frowning, Weiss shakes her head. "And here I was looking forward to a new planet."
"It could be the far-off future," Ruby offers. "Maybe that's why they are underground?"
Rose nods. "And when are we?
"2012," the Doctor answers, peering into a display case.
"Nevermind."
Inside of the glass box is a large snake-like creature. A large mouth, with sharp, jagged, teeth, is open wide with two dead eyes staring at nothing.
"God," Rose gasps, "that's so close. I should be… 26?
"But you still don't look a day over 19!" Yang jokes, earning a groan from everyone.
"That's because she is," Ruby giggles.
The blonde rolls her eyes. "Thanks, Rubes."
The Doctor's gaze shifts from the strange creature to a small panel next to it. He slowly reaches forward and flips one of the switches attached to it. Lights, now visible above them, power on, revealing rows of cases. Each one is filled with strange alien artifacts.
"Now that's interesting," Qrow comments. "I haven't seen a room like this since the last time James had me stay at the Schnee manor."
"It does remind me of tha- wait, when were you at my house?!" Weiss exclaims.
The huntsman smirks and winks at the girl. "Ask your sister."
"Blimey," Rose gasps. She peers down the lane, where the carpet, and surrounding cases, seem to stretch for miles. "Like a great, big museum."
The Doctor nods. "An alien museum," he corrects. "Someone's got a hobby. They must have spent a fortune on this!" The duo begins to look down the row, stopping at different glass containers. "Chunks of meteorite," the Doctor lists, pointing at one before turning to another. "That's the milometer from the Roswell spaceship."
When they turn to the next item in the line, Rose immediately recognizes it. "That's a bit of Slitheen!"
"Technically," Blake comments, "it's a piece of ."
Yang elbows her partner jokingly. "You've been waiting to say that, haven't you?"
"Maybe," she blushes.
"But how did they get it?" Weiss frowns. "Did they recover it from the Baker street explosion?"
Qrow nods. "Probably. That explosion hit them dead on. Most likely this bit was found in the rubble."
"Probably all that remained too," Ruby adds.
"That's a Slitheen's arm and it's been stuffed!"
The Doctor, however, stops to look at the adjacent case, where a large silver head is staring back. Tubes connect the top of the head to where ears should be. Wires poke out from the bottom as a few small gun barrels stick out from the top.
"Oh," he mutters, stepping closer to the case. "Look at you." The Doctor stares into the strange, felted eyes of the creature as Rose slowly steps up to his side.
"What is it?" she asks.
"An old friend of mine." He smiles hallowly and shakes his head. "Well, enemy. The stuff of nightmares reduced to an exhibit… I'm getting old."
Weiss shudders as she looks into the machine-man's eyes. "What is it, actually?"
"A Cyberman," ELI whispers. "One of the Doctor's most prominent enemies. Very dangerous."
"Creepy too," Yang nods.
"Is that where the signal's coming from?"
The Doctor doesn't move. "Nah, it's stone dead. The signal's alive. Something's reaching out, calling for help." He slowly places a hand against the glass, trying to reach out and touch the Cyberman's head. As soon as he does, however, a loud alarm begins to cry out.
"This isn't good," Blake mutters.
"Why would he touch the case?" Ruby groans. "Never touch the case!"
Instantly, soldiers burst forth from behind columns and perpendicular halls. Clad in black camouflage and wielding large rifles, they quickly surround the Doctor and Rose.
The duo back away from the cases and spin around to try and count the multitude of militiamen. Dozens of laser dots trail onto each of the intruder's chests, along with flashlight beams.
Qrow studies the soldier's formation and frowns. "I don't think the Doctor is getting out of this one easily. These guys are good, better than most of the soldiers I've seen come out of Atlas."
"Again," Blake repeats, "this isn't good."
Rose, while trying to remain as still and silent as possible, leans over to the Doctor. "If someone's collecting aliens," she whispers, "that makes you 'Exhibit A'."
Yang stiffens. "If they think they're gonna stuff the Doctor and put him in a glass box, they've got another thing coming!"
"Who are 'they', though?" Ruby asks, gripping the hems of her hood.
Qrow points, with his flask, to one of the guards. "Someone with power, that's for sure."
"Maybe the president, who we keep hearing about?" Weiss offers. "This is his country, yes?"
Blake nods. "Possibly. But why would a government official have a museum half a mile underground?"
"Safety?"
Outside, a large black helicopter descends. "Attention all personnel," a voice declares through a microphone, "Bad Wolf 1 descending, Bad Wolf 1 descending."
"There it is again!" Ruby cries out, pointing at the screen. "Bad Wolf, what does it mean!?"
Qrow shrugs, "maybe it's just a popular term."
"But we've seen it too many times now," Weiss adds. "It cannot be a coincidence."
And don't forget that Gwenyth 'saw' it in Rose's future," Blake adds.
"Maybe some kind of message?" Yang offers.
The helicopter quickly lands and its occupants make their way to an elevator. When they reach their destination, a group of guards exit first and flank the remaining occupants.
"On behalf of all of us, I want to wish you a very happy birthday, sir," one of the men in suits comments, following a large man with a goatee. "And the President called to convey his personal best wishes."
Qrow whistles. "This guy is so popular, he's got a world leader offering him niceties?"
"We've got Weiss to offer us them!"
"Oh, shut it you dolt," Weiss groans.
Yang smiles broadly, "see?"
"The President is 10 points down," the leader of the entourage states. "I want him replaced."
"What!?" Weiss exclaims. "He can do that? That's ridiculous!"
The initial speaker frowns and shakes his head. "... I don't think that's very wise, sir."
Without missing a beat, the leader snaps back, saying, "thank you so much for your opinion, you're fired." He waves his hand and adds, "get rid of him."
"What?" Before the man could argue, two of the guards grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him towards the back of the marching group.
"Wipe his memory. Put him on the road someplace. Memphis, Minneapolis… Somewhere beginning with an 'M'."
Everyone stares in shock and appallment at the events on screen.
"But… he was only doing his job," Ruby frowns.
Qrow growls at the screen. "This guy reminds me of-"
"My father," Weiss finishes. "This man is like my father, but only with even less care for the decency of others."
Yang smashes her fist into her palm and her eyes flicker red. "I can't wait for the Doctor to teach this guy a lesson."
"How is he supposed to appeal to a man's morality if they don't have any, though," Blake questions. Beneath her bow, her ears curl in anger at the man, but she does her best to keep calm about it.
Within seconds, a woman runs up and steps in line with the leader.
"So, the next President, what do you think?" he asks. "Republican or Democrat?"
"What or what?" Yang frowns, confused.
"The two main political parties in the American government," ELI explains.
"Ah…" What's a political party?
"Democrat, sir," the woman snaps back.
"For what reason?"
Panic flashes in the woman's eyes. "They're just so funny, sir?" she offers.
The leader stops, causing everyone to freeze in place. "What's your name?" he asks after a moment of pause.
"Goddard, sir," she answers, looking at her boss dead in the eye. "Diana Goddard."
Almost as if it was his first time ever noticing her, the group's leader glances over her top-to-bottom. "I like you, Diana Goddard," he smiles.
"Same here," Qrow smirks, earning a sharp jab in the ribs from Ruby.
Then, after resuming their march, calls out, asking, "so, where's the English kid?"
"Sir!" someone calls out from the back of the line, "sir!" A young man rushes up, putting himself on the other side of the leader. "I bought 10 more artifacts at auction, Mister van Statten."
The now-named van Statten waves his hand forward. "Bring 'em on, let me see them."
"Does he mean more alien stuff?" Ruby asks.
"Probably," Blake answers. "It's likely he's been buying alien technology to expand his 'museum'."
"Uh, sir," Diana interrupts, "with respect, there's something more urgent. We arrested two intruders fifty-three floors down. We don't know how they got in."
I'll tell you how they got in. In-tru-da window!"
Yang snorts. "Sorry," she grimaces when everyone glares at her. "But that was kind of funny."
After a moment of silence, van Statten repeats himself. "In-tru-da-window, that was funny!"
Everyone laughs softly and obediently. Diana forces a smile upon her face as the 'laughter' dies down.
"I hate guys like this," Qrow groans.
Weiss, remembering events in her childhood when a member of her family made a joke and their guests felt obligated to laugh, nods in agreement.
"Bring them in, let's see them," van Statten orders. "And," he continues, turning down a corridor, "tell Simmons I want to visit my little pet. Get to it!"
"'Pet'?" Blake frowns. "What does he mean by that?"
Weiss' eyes go wide. "He's probably got a living alien creature somewhere! My father tried to keep a Beowolf in a cage once, he called it a pet too."
Turning to her friend, Blake raises an eyebrow. "Your family is a lot more messed up than what I've heard."
Diana, stepping away from the group, presses a finger to her earpiece. "Simmons," she whispers harshly, "you'd better give me good news! Is it talking?"
Inside a different room, a loud shrilling sound echoes throughout. With blue-tinted vision, and still screeching, the strange creature turns to face a man in a protective suit wielding a chainsaw. The man presses the weapon forward, pushing it against the creature's body. After releasing the trigger, the chainsaw stops. A few moments later, the creature's voice dies down as well.
"Not exactly talking, no," Simmons answers.
"Then what's it doing?"
"Screaming." Simmons turns, picking up a large drill and holding it back towards the alien creature. "Is that any good?"
The drill whirls to life in his hand as he stabs the bit forward. On contact, the alien creature resumes its cries as Simmons presses harder against its body.
Everyone is silent. No one moves except to flinch at the alien's screams of anguish.
"W-w-what are they doing?" Ruby mumbles, tears in her eyes.
"They're… torturing it," Weiss gulps. "Like it's not even a living creature."
Blake cover's her mouth and takes a few shallow breaths. She remembers the stories Adam told her about how the humans used to treat the Faunus. "It's… barbaric. Inhumane!"
"They're monsters!" Yang roars, crushing the tips of her chair's armrests.
Even Qrow cannot hold back his anger as he (accidentally) flares his aura, causing a popcorn machine to smoke. "Can't wait to see the Doc tear this guy to shreds."
Rose and the Doctor, escorted by a small number of armed guards, step inside van Statten's office, who was sitting at his desk as the Englishman showcases his auction purchases. Behind van Statten is a large portrait of himself, next to a red, white, and blue flag. Papers and lamps are scattered across the outskirts of his desk, while a small pile of strange rocks, metals, and leather-ish skins are piled in the middle.
"And this is the last," the English boy explains, handing one last piece to the American. This one is small and metallic, fitting easily into the palm of his hand. Strange open valves decorate the side of it. "I paid eight-hundred thousand for it."
"That sounds like a lot of money to spend on a piece of junk," Yang growls.
"Eight-thousand dollars is about 91 million lien," a voice behind them explains. The Librarian, stepping away from the slip-slope platform, sits down after grabbing a cup of hot chocolate from one of the stands on the side. "So, what did I miss?"
"The Doctor and Rose got sent to some evil guy's museum," Ruby starts.
Weiss nods. "And his guards caught them. He also had his assistant fired and memory wiped just for doing his job."
"He's also torturing a poor alien somewhere," Blake adds.
"He's a douchebag!"
Qrow places a hand on Yang's head, calming her down. "I think we're all interested in finding out how this guy is gonna get punished."
The Librarian nods in understanding. "I see… Let me guess. American?"
"YES!"
He sighs. "Figures."
"What does it do?" van Statten asks, taking the device in one hand and studying its edges.
The English boy points to the side of it, commenting, "well, you see the tubes on the side? It must be to channel something. I think maybe fuel."
"I really wouldn't hold it like that," the Doctor critiques.
"Shut it!" Dianna orders.
"Really, though," he explains, "that's wrong."
"Not the best time to be provoking someone," Weiss offers.
van Statten studies the 'intruders' as the Englishman asks, "is it dangerous?"
The Doctor chuckles. "No. It just looks silly." He takes a step forward, reaching his hand out, only to freeze when the guards behind him ready their guns. Waving his hand, van Statten orders them to stand down as he passes the device to the Doctor.
Smiling, he looks down at it and places one hand along the ridges. "You just need to be… delicate," he explains as it begins to light up blue. The device, no, instrument lets out a soft whistle at the Doctor's touch.
Everyone watches in awe as the Doctor slides his hand up and down the instrument. It hums and chirps musical notes as he does, causing van Statten to lean across his desk.
"It's… beautiful," Blake whispers as the tune flows throughout the room.
Qrow sighs and closes his eyes, listening deeply. "Kinda sounds like a flute of some sort."
"What do you know about music, Uncle Qrow?" Ruby asks with a giggle.
"More than you, squirt."
"It's a musical instrument," van Statten realizes.
The Doctor nods. "And it's a long way from home."
"Here, let me," the American smirks, ripping it from the Doctor's hands, causing the device to silence itself with a loud shrill.
"I did say delicate," offers the Doctor as he watches van Statten grope the device. "It reacts to the smallest fingerprint. It needs precision."
Slowly, the tune the Doctor played returns in volume under van Statten's orchestration. He slowly slides his fingers, twitching them across the edge to bring notes to life.
"I hate to say it," Yang mutters, "but he is kinda good at that thing."
Weiss nods in agreement. "Especially since this is his first time using it."
"Very good," the Doctor smiles. "Quite the expert!"
van Statten smiles up at him. "As are you," he compliments before tossing the instrument haphazardly on his desk.
Team RWBY gasps.
"That's not nice!" Ruby moans. "It sounded so nice."
"But he's got something more interesting now," Qrow realizes. "He's got the guy who knows how it works."
His smile vanished quickly as his eyes tracked from the instrument, back to van Statten. "I'm the Doctor. And who are you?"
"Like you don't know!" van Statten scoffs. "We're hidden away with the most valuable collection of extraterrestrial artifacts in the world… And you just stumbled in by mistake?"
"Pretty much sums me up, yeah."
"That usually is how it goes," the Librarian chuckles.
Qrow shakes his head. "Makes you wonder why the Doctor keeps ending up at these places, doesn't it?"
"Bad luck?"
van Statten chuckles as he begins to walk around to the front of his desk. "Question is, how did you get in? Fifty-three floors down, with your little cat burglar accomplice. You're quite a collector yourself, she's rather pretty."
"She's gonna smack you if you keep calling her a 'she'," Rose growls.
"You tell him, Rose!" Yang applauds.
"Kick him in his pants!" Ruby agrees.
van Statten raises an eyebrow. "She's English too!" he realizes with a purr. The Doctor's eyes narrow at the American.
"Bad call, man," Qrow smirks. "Never get between a man and his woman."
"Especially if this guy can go back in time and punt him into a black hole," Yang growls in agreement.
Turning to the Englishman, van Statten smirks and remarks, "hey, Little Lord Fauntleroy, got you a girlfriend!"
He ignores the comment and waves at his boss. "This is Mister Henry van Statten."
"And who's he when he's at home?" Rose asks.
"Mister van Statten owns the internet."
The Librarian spits out his drink and coughs a little. "Ex-CUSE me?!"
"What's the internet?" Blake asks. "A country or some product?"
"How does one explain the internet?" the Librarian mumbles. "Imagine… the CCTV towers in each kingdom. They allow you to communicate everywhere. That could be one small, tiny aspect of the internet. It is a digital universe with no limit. Each 'planet' or 'world' is one website, and anyone can create one."
"Gods," Weiss realizes. "That's… incredible."
"Not if this guy owns it," Blake hisses, glaring at the screen.
Rose shakes her head with a confident smirk. "Don't be stupid, no one owns the internet."
"And let's just keep the whole world thinking that way, right kids?" van Statten warns with a smile.
"Som" the Doctor realizes, "you're just about an expert in everything except the things in your museum. Anything you don't understand, you lock up."
"And you claim greater knowledge?"
"I don't need to make claims, I know how good I am."
"He's better than you in every way!" Ruby adds with a confident nod.
Weiss agrees, stating, "and the Doctor knows more about aliens than he could ever hope for."
"And yet I captured you… Right next to the Cage," van Statten reveals. "What were you doing down there?"
"You tell me," the Doctor snaps back.
"The Cage contains my one living specimen," he explains.
"Not if you keep torturing it!" Yang yells.
The Doctor tilts his head. "And what's that?"
"Like you don't know," the multi-billionaire smirks.
"Show me."
"You want to see it?"
Rose turns her head and rolls her eyes. "Blimey,'' she whispers, "you can smell the testosterone."
Qrow chuckles. "This ain't nothing. I remember this one time with Tai…" the huntsman notices his nieces' wide eyes and quickly coughs into his palm. "Maybe a story for when you are all older."
Rolling her eyes, Weiss cannot help but agree with Rose. "It's like two animals fighting two prove dominance."
"I wouldn't mind if I was Rose," Blake purrs.
"Did I say I would?"
"Goddard!" van Statten orders, causing Dianna to jump to attention. "Inform the Cage we're heading down." Without looking away, he then nods to his auctionee. "You, English, look after the girl. Go and canoodle or spoon or whatever it is you British do. And you, doctor with no name…
"Come and see my pet."
"We've tried everything," van Statten explains as he, the Doctor, and Dianna step into a large room. Guards line the walls and a large door stands opposite from where they came in. Simmons, the man who was 'experimenting' with the creature earlier, stands to the sides with his mask off. "The creature has shielded itself but there's definite signs of life inside."
"What gave that away?" Yang snarls. "The screams?"
"It'll be okay now," Ruby whispers to her sister. "The Doctor will save it."
The Doctor watches the vault doors open by van Statten's orders before turning, with a confused look, back to the leader. "Inside?" he asks. "Inside what?"
"Welcome back, sir," Simmons interrupts. "I've had to take the power down. The Metaltron is resting."
"Metaltron?"
"Thought of it myself," van Statten explains with a large grin. "Good, isn't it? Although I'd much prefer to find out its real name."
Weiss huffs. "Maybe if you asked politely instead of drilling into it!"
"Human nature," the Librarian sighs. "We fear what we do not understand."
"Ain't that the truth," Qrow agrees before taking a swig from his flask.
Simmons holds out a set of gloves towards the Doctor. "Here," he explains, "you'd better put these on. The last guy that touched it burst into flames."
Eyebrows raised in surprise, the Doctor shakes his head. "I won't touch it then." Next to him, Dianna smiles at the man's bravery.
"Go ahead, Doctor. Impress me." van Statten waves towards the entrance, allowing the Doctor to walk past and step into the darkened room. As soon as he's inside, van Statten waves the door shut and makes his way over to a set of monitors. "Don't open that door until we get a result," he orders, pointing at Simmons. Dianna eagerly follows van Statten and takes the second chair to watch the screens.
As the door locks shut, the Doctor looks towards one of the tables decorating the room. Multiple blades, serrated saws, drill bits, and chisels are scattered across in varying sizes.
"This poor creature," Ruby whimpers.
"How long has it had to endure this… barbarity?" Weiss snaps. "Where is their decency!?"
Ruby sniffles. "Hopefully it's okay…" However, her voice betrayed her and everyone couldn't help but realize that, most likely, this creature was damaged beyond repair in one way or another.
The Doctor looks away from the table and turns towards a small podium. The only thing visible about the creature was a dimmed, blue light hovering in the air.
"Look," he begins, "I'm sorry about this. Mr. van Statten might think he's clever but never mind him. I've come to help. I'm the Doctor."
"Doc…. Tor?" the Metaltron whispers in a harshly modulated voice. Twin headlamps, opposite from each other, glow softly with each syllable.
Its words cause the Doctor to freeze. His eyes go wide and his jaw goes slack. "Impossible," he whispers.
Similarly, the Librarian begins to breathe heavily as well. "No… Not them…"
Team RWBY looks back and forth between the two travelers (one on the screen, the other beside them).
"What's wrong?" Ruby asks. "What is it?"
"The Doctor?" it clarifies, its voice growing higher in volume and pitch.
"The absolute worst thing in the universe," the Librarian gasps. "A creature of malice and destruction."
As the lights come on, the alien's shape becomes more and more visible. Lights surrounding the Metaltron's platform cause its metallic tank-like body to reflect and shine a dull bronze. Its 'head' features two opposing lights, placed as if horns, and a large stalked, blue eye. Attached underneath is a cased body, with two protruding bars jutting out. One has a rubbered suction-like opening, while the other contains ornate, yet bent, wiring with a barrel at the end. Lastly, its body, segmented with bent strips of metal, has dozens of orbs half-extruding from its base.
"Exterminate!" The Metaltron shakes and wobbles, pushing against the chains holding it in place. "Exterminate!"
The Doctor, panicking, rushes towards the door and bangs his fist against it. "Let me out!" he pounds, screaming.
"EXTERMINATE!"
"That… is a Dalek," the Librarian reveals. "And trust me when I say this, nothing, nothing, is more evil, more deserving of death than a Dalek."
"He's… scared," Yang watches in terror. "He's never been scared of anything."
"Nothing we've seen, yet," Weiss corrects. She shivers at the sight of the Doctor banging his fist. "But for that creature to inspire so much fear…"
"It can't be that bad, could it?" Ruby asks with a hopeful tone, looking to the Librarian.
Surprisingly, Qrow is the first one to answer. "It's probably worse. The Doctor has always been confident and brave, probably from years and years of experience… But this thing has him running away like an abused puppy."
"Then it isn't a question of what it is," Blake whispers, "but what it is to the Doctor."
The Librarian sighs. "I don't think the answer is that simple."
van Statten and Dianna stare at the screens with very different forms of surprise on their faces.
"Sir," she frantically panics, "it's going to kill him!"
"It's talking!" van Statten hushes.
"Help him!" Blake cries.
"If that thing kills him, you'll be back to square one," Weiss adds, pleading to his business side.
"You are an enemy of the Daleks!" the Dalek screams as the Doctor, realizing he has no hope with the door, begins to back away into the corner. "You must be destroyed!"
Its left 'arm' wiggles, straining to point in the direction of the Doctor. However, due to either the rust of time or how it is bent, it cannot move much more than an inch in any direction.
The Doctor realizes this and chuckles to himself. "It's not working," he whispers.
"So he's not in danger?" Ruby asks.
"Oh, he's in danger," the Librarian growls, not taking his eyes off the screen. "But its blaster seems to be damaged. As long as he stays away from it, the Doctor should be fine."
Looking down at its gun, the Dalek struggles to wave it. The Doctor then smiles widely. Then, with an insane look in his eyes, laughs maniacally. His voice echoes across the walls and causes the Dalek to look down in shame.
Yang shivers in her chair. "Anyone else feeling scared of the Doctor right now?"
"Yeah…"
"Yes."
"A bit."
"Yup."
Glad it's not just me, then, she thinks.
"Fantastic!" he laughs. "Oh, fantastic!" The Doctor begins to twirl around the room before turning back to the Dalek. "Look at you," he mocks. "The great space dustbin. How does it feel?"
The Dalek rolls backward, pulling against its chains. "Keep back," it warns.
Rushing forward, and pressing his face almost against the creature's eye, the Doctor smiles and asks, "what for? What are you going to do to me?"
It doesn't respond.
"A useless Dalek," the Librarian realizes with a chuckle of his own. "This is fantastic."
The Doctor encircles the alien, scowling at it. "If you can't kill, what are you good for, Dalek? What's the point of you?" The chained alien follows the Doctor's march, revolving its head in a full loop.
"You're nothing!" he shouts.
"This… isn't right," Ruby whispers. "He's not supposed to be like this."
"What did it- they - do to him?" Blake asks.
The Librarian nods to Qrow. "Ask him… He knows."
Looking between the Doctor's eyes and that of his own warped reflection of the flask in his hand, Qrow sighs. "They killed someone. Someone the Doctor loves."
Weiss, remembering the Doctor's words when he took Rose home after the End of the World. It couldn't be them… could it?
"What the hell are you here for?"
The Dalek looks up at the Doctor. "I am… waiting for orders."
Frowning, the Doctor asks, "what does that mean?"
"I am a soldier," it explains. "I was bred to receive orders."
"Well, you're not going to get any. Not ever," the Doctor mocks.
"I demand orders!"
"Why does it need orders?" Yang asks.
"It's a soldier," the Librarian repeats. "For normal ones, it's the mental wall that keeps one from going mad from the acts they have committed."
"But for a Dalek?"
"It's everything. It's all they are. Without it… they are nothing," he explains.
"They're never gonna come!" the Doctor reiterates. "Your race is dead! You all burnt, all of you. Ten million ships on fire. The entire Dalek race, wiped out, in one second."
The Dalek shakes angrily. "You lie!" it accuses.
"I watched it happen," the Doctor yells back, his face glowing in the Dalek's eyestalk light. "I made it happen!
"..."
Everyone goes silent at the Doctor's revelation. One by one, they all turn to the Librarian, each of them hoping he's lying.
Sadly, he does not disprove the Time Lord's words.
"The Doctor had an impossible choice," he whispers. "To let evil win, or to let all that he loved die."
"Surely, there must have been a better way," Weiss mutters pleadingly.
The Librarian, sadly, shakes his head. "Not this time."
"You… destroyed us?" the Dalek asks.
Staring into the creature's eyes-stalk, the Doctor's face turns from rage to sorrow. He slowly looks away from the creature, turning his back to it, and stepping into the middle of the room.
"I had no choice."
The Dalek's head swivels to face his enemy. "And what of the Time Lords?"
"..." the Doctor's face remains frozen as he answers. "Dead. They burnt with you. The end of the last great Time War. Everyone lost."
"The Doctor lost everyone," Blake realizes. "But here is exactly what caused it all to happen."
Ruby pulls her cloak around her and shivers. "Then what's he going to do?"
"Something terrible," the Faunus guesses.
"And the coward survives," the Dalek mocks.
The Doctor's face morphs into sadistic glee as he smiles. "Oh, and I caught your little signal," he comments in a sing-songy tone. "'Help me.' Poor little thing. But there's no one else coming 'cause there's no one else left."
Its eye-stalk lowering, the Dalek asks, "I… am alone in the universe?"
"Yep," the Doctor pops.
"So. Are. You," it accuses. At the Dalek's words, the Doctor's smile fades and returns to a deep frown. "We are… the same."
The Doctor whips around and shoves his face right into the Dalek's. "We are not the same!" he roars. "I'm not-" The Doctor freezes and waves his finger at the creature. "No, wait," he realizes, "maybe we are… You're right! Yeah, okay. You've got a point. 'Cause I know what to do. I know what should happen. I know what you deserve."
"What is he talking about?" Ruby asked, tears forming in her eyes.
Having made his way back towards the opposing wall of buttons and dials, the Doctor grabs a large lever and gives the Dalek a large, hateful grin.
"Exterminate," he repeats before pulling it down hard.
"No!" everyone yells.
"You're falling to its level, Doc," Qrow snaps."You're supposed to be better!"
Yang growls. "But doesn't it deserve it? After everything it has done?"
"That shouldn't be his choice to make," Blake explains. She briefly sees the Doctor's silhouette match Adam's on the screen. "At what point is it too far?"
Lightning courses from the light pillars, across the chains, and into the Dalek. It screams and shakes as the Doctor watches gleefully.
"Have pity!" the Dalek cries
The Doctor makes no move to help the creature. "Why should I? You never did!" He then grabs a knob and turns it, cranking up the level of power to obscenity.
Shielding her eyes, Ruby does her best to look away from the screen. "I can't tell what I should be feeling. This isn't right, right?"
Weiss grabs her teammate's hand. "No, it isn't. This is wrong, period."
"So you're saying you wouldn't torture a Grimm? Especially one that killed those you love," the Librarian accuses. "If I could bring you the Grimm that killed Summer Rose, what would you do with it?" He instantly regretted the words as Qrow grabbed him by the shoulders and pinned him to his chair.
"What do you know about it, kid?" he snarled.
The librarian raises his hands in surrender. "It's a hypothetical. But I'm pretty sure your reaction answers the question for me."
"So you… condone this?" Blake asks.
"No." I'd make it suffer more and worse.
van Statten whirls around from the screen and points at the door. "Get him out!" he orders.
"Help… ME!" the Dalek cries as the Doctor continues to ramp up the voltage. However, before he could complete his goal, the vault door swings open and two guards grab the Doctor by his arms, pulling him back.
"No!" he yells as they pull him away. Simmons frantically tries to turn off the electricity as van Statten runs up to the 'Metaltron'.
"I saved your life!" he boasts. "Now talk to me, Goddammit! Talk to me!"
Yang growls. "You don't deserve to talk to the Dalek after what you put it through!"
"But if Daleks are really as bad as the Doctor says, isn't this justifiable for what it has done?" Weiss asks.
"No," Qrow answers. "Torture isn't right, no matter for who it is being done to."
"It's not torture, just a very slow execution," whispers the Librarian.
"You've got to destroy it!" the Doctor yells as he is pulled back outside by the guards.
However, van Statten makes no move, offers no order, to do so. "The last in the universe," he realizes. "And now I know your name. Dalek. Speak to me, Dalek. I am Henry van Statten, now recognize me!"
"..." The Dalek makes no sound, staring blankly at the man.
van Statten quickly realizes talking would get him nowhere. He slowly turns back to Simmons with a smirk on his lips. "Make it talk again, Simmons…
"Whatever it takes."
"Stop hurting it!" Ruby cries. "What did it ever do to you?"
"The more important question is, what did it do to the Doctor," Weiss comments. "We've never seen him act like that before."
"That smile… like he was enjoying it," Blake shudders.
Yang shakes her head and squeezes her fist in her hand. "He had… no control. His anger just kept coming out and he did nothing to stop it."
However, unlike everyone's vocal revelations, Qrow remains quiet. If I could, would I do that to her? After everything she's done to Remnant?
"Sorry about the mess," the Englishman apologizes as he and Rose enter a small, cluttered room. Shelves were pressed to the walls and each one was full of alien artifacts. In the center of the room was a poorly-lit desk and computer. "Mister van Statten sort of lets me do my own thing so long as I deliver the goods. My name is Adam, by the way."
"Rose," the blonde offers in kind as she picks up a small object from one of the workbench shelves.
Pulling out a larger piece from his desk, Adam waves Rose over and asks her, "what do you think this is?"
She holds it for a moment. "A lump of metal?"
"Probably the remains of a crashed meteor?" Ruby offers.
"Yeah," he chuckles. "Yeah, but I think- well, I'm almost certain, it's from the hull of a spacecraft." He leans forward towards Rose and speaks in a low whisper. "The thing is, it's all true. Everything the United Nations tries to keep quiet. Spacecraft, aliens, visitors to Earth. They really exist."
"That's amazing," Rose responds with a patronizing smile.
Weiss groans and palms her head in her hands. "This boy really has no idea who he is talking to."
"Well, Rose and the Doctor really didn't explain how they got there, so he probably still thinks they snuck in," Yang explains.
Adam nods excitedly. " I know it sounds incredible, but I honestly believe the whole universe is just teeming with life."
Rose fiddles with her earlobe and chuckles. "I'm… gobsmacked." She looks down at his table and asks, "and you do what? Sit here and catalog it?"
"Best job in the world!" Adam smiles, pacing across the room.
"Imagine if you could get out there," Rose whispers. "Travel amongst the stars and see it for real."
He smiles fondly. "Yeah, I'd give anything." Sighing, Adam continues, saying, "I don't think it's ever going to happen. Not in our lifetimes."
"Oh, you never know," Rose remarks as the ends of her lips twitch upwards.
"Just tell him!" Blake gasps, tasting the possible romance between them.
"But he might tell his boss, and then they might take away the T.A.R.D.I.S," Ruby frowns. "And I do not want that guy to have time travel."
"... Good point."
Rose begins to walk around the desk. "What about all those people who say they've been inside of spaceships and things or talked to aliens?"
Taking a sip out of his mug, Adam scoffs. "I think they're nutters."
"Yeah…" Rose smirks, "me too." She giggles for a moment, causing Adam to laugh as well. "So how'd you end up here?"
"van Statten has agents all over the world, looking for geniuses to recruit," Adam explains.
Scoffing, Weiss shakes her head. "Vainfull, much?"
"Better question is," Blake comments, "is how much of that is true."
Rose nods. "Oh, right," she teases. "You're a 'genius'."
"Sorry," he smirks back, "but, yeah. I can't help it. I was born clever." Adam leans forward once more and whispers, "when I was eight, I logged onto the US defense system. Nearly caused World War Three."
The events of the Doctor and Rose's most recent adventure was still fresh in everyone's minds, causing them to react sporadically at Adam's words.
"Why would you do that?"
"Did you want people to die?!"
"Please tell me you didn't plan to do that."
"Cool!"
Everyone turns to Yang with wide-eyed glares.
"What?" She shrugs. "No harm, no foul."
"What, and that's funny, is it?" Rose asks.
"You should have been there," he smirks. "Just to see them running about. Fantastic!"
"How dare you use that word!" Yang mockingly accuses.
"It's not like the Doctor is the only one capable of saying it, Yang," Ruby giggles.
"Faun… Tazz… Tico…" Yang struggles. "Nope. Definitely just the Doctor."
Rose laughs. "You sound like the Doctor," she realizes.
"Are… you and him…?"
"No," she answers quickly. "We're just friends."
Qrow shakes his head. "Not with that attitude!"
"Good."
"Why's that good?" Rose smiles innocently.
Adam glances down to his feet. "Just is."
For a moment, nothing is said as each British adult does their best to not look directly at the other.
"As much as I'd rather have the Doctor and Rose together," Weiss sighs. "They do seem to be an interesting pair."
"Heresy!" the Librarian hisses. "HERESY!"
"So," Rose starts, breaking the silence, "wouldn't you rather be downstairs? I mean, you've got bits of metal and stuff, but Mr. van Statten's got a living creature down there."
Adam nods wistfully. "Yeah. Well, I did ask, but he keeps it to himself. Although…" he pauses, looking at his computer, "if you're a genius, it doesn't take long to patch through the comms systems."
Smiling, Rose waves him on. "Let's have a look, then."
"Do you think she knows?" Yang asks, nodding to Rose.
"Maybe," Blake shrugs. "Probably since she's now using him to find more out about the alien and where the Doctor went."
"Knows what?" Ruby asks.
Yang ruffles her sister's hair. "I'll explain it when you're old enough."
Pouting, Ruby mumbles, "I've heard that before…"
Adam begins to frantically type away at his keyboard. "It doesn't do much, the alien. It's… weird. It's kind of useless." He presses one last command, causing his screen to load. "It's like this great big pepperpot."
On the screen, Simmons, once again in full protective gear, slowly prepares his drill as he presses it against the Dalek's body. As soon as the drill began to whirl, the alien's shrieks grew high in volume.
"Stop hurting it!" Blake cried.
"You're just going to make it angry," Qrow adds. "And if, when, this thing gets out, everyone is going to pay."
Rose gasps. "It's being tortured! Where's the Doctor?"
"I don't know," Adam answered honestly.
"Take me down there," Rose orders, running towards the door. "Now."
Stepping into a lift, the Doctor, led by two guards and followed by van Statten and Diana, crosses his arms and leans against the wall. "The metal's just battle armor," he explains. "The real Dalek is inside."
"What does it look like?" van Statten asks.
The Doctor snarls. "A nightmare. It's a mutation. The Dalek race was genetically engineered. Every single emotion was removed, except hate."
"That's… horrible!" Ruby gasps. "No wonder it seemed so broken."
Weiss nods. "It's like a Grimm, but with the capacity to think or act."
"And hold a gun," the Librarian comments.
"Genetically engineered," the multi-billionaire repeats wistfully with a sparkle in his eye. "By whom?"
The Doctor rolls his eyes. "By a genius, van Statten. By a man who was king of his own little world. You'd like him."
"It's been on Earth for over fifty years," Dianna interrupts. "Sold at a private auction, moving from one collection to another. Why would it be a threat now?"
"Because I'm here," comes the Doctor's stark reply. "How did it get to Earth? Does anyone know?"
Dianna shakes her head. "The records say it came from the sky like a meteorite. It fell to Earth on the Ascension Islands. Burnt in its crater for three days, before anybody could get near it, and all that time it was screaming. It must have gone insane."
"I know I would have," Qrow gulps.
Eyes widening, the Doctor shoves his hands into his pockets. "It must have fallen through time. The only survivor."
"You talked about a war," Dianna remembers.
The Doctor nods. "A Time War. The final battle between my people and the Dalek race."
"But you survived too."
Turning to van Statten, who had interrupted his and Dianna's conversation, the Doctor gives a small glare. "Not by choice."
"This means that the Dalek isn't the only alien on Earth, Doctor," van Statten realizes, turning to the Time Lord with a smirk. "There's you. The only one of your kind in existence."
"Oh no," Blake gasps. "van Statten has found himself a new live specimen!"
"If he hurts the Doctor…" Yang threatens with a growl.
"Hold it right there," one of the Cage's guards warns, stopping Adam and Rose as they enter the room.
Adam makes no move to stop, flashing his ID badge and declaring, "level three access. Special clearance from Mister van Statten." He waves to the large vault door. "Open it up."
The guard nods. "Yes sir."
Large surgical lamps flash alight as the Doctor, shirtless, is hung eagle-spread across a vertical frame.
"Hello Doctor," Blake purrs softly.
Two guards stand next to the Doctor, holding the chains that are keeping him spread apart. Across from him, standing behind a large cannon-like device, is van Statten with a grin on his face.
"Now, smile!" he cackles before pressing a button. Red energy encroaches across the Doctor's body, scanning him. However, it wasn't pinless. The Doctor grunts in pain as the red beam passes through him.
"Stop that!" Ruby cries. "You're hurting him!"
Yang's eyes flash violently red. "I swear… you're going to PAY!"
"Why is he doing this?" Blake asks with wet eyes.
Weiss glares at the man. "Profit," she hisses.
A screen to the side showcases an x-ray of the Doctor's chest.
"Two hearts!" van Statten remarks, looking as two organs pump violently within the Time Lord's rib cage. "Binary vascular system! Oh, I am so going to patent this." He rubs his hands together greedily as the Doctor catches his breath.
"So that's your secret," the Doctor realizes between gasps. "You don't just collect this stuff, you scavenge it."
Nodding, van Statten begins to walk around the X-ray machine in a circular motion. "This technology has been falling to Earth for centuries. All it took was the right mind to use it properly. Oh, the advances I've made from alien junk. You have no idea, Doctor! Broadband? Roswell."
"What and what?" Qrow asks.
"Broadband is how wireless communications transmit at different frequencies," ELI explains.
"And Roswell," the Librarian interjects, "is a location in New Mexico where there was believed to be a UFO, Unidentified Flying Object, crash site."
"Just last year my scientists cultivated bacteria from the Russian crater, and do you know what we found?" When the Doctor offers no answer, van Statten gleefully answers, "the cure for the common cold. Kept it strictly within the laboratory, of course. No need to get people excited. Why sell one cure when I can sell a thousand palliatives?"
"I can't believe someone like this could exist!" Yang scowls. "Nobody is this greedy, right?"
"My father is," Weiss comments.
"But even he wouldn't hold back something that could help everyone, right?"
"I…" the Schnee Heiress shakes her head. "I don't know."
Ruby rubs her eyes. "He could save hundreds of people! But he won't do anything?"
"Talk about the American spirit," the Librarian mumbles.
The Doctor glares upwards. "D'you know what a Dalek is, van Statten?" he asks. The man doesn't respond, only lifting an eyebrow quizzically. "A Dalek is honest. It does what it was born to do, for the survival of its species. That creature in your dungeon is better than you!" he spats.
"In that case," van Statten scowls, "I will be true to myself and continue."
The Doctor watches as he begins to walk back to the machine. "Listen to me!" he pleads. "That thing downstairs is gonna kill every last one of us!"
"Nothing can escape the Cage," van Statten remarks as he reactivates the machine. Red light bathes the room as the beam courses across the Doctor.
"Stop that!" Ruby pleads.
Panting, the Doctor continues. "But it's woken up. It knows I'm here! It's gonna get out, van Statten! I swear, no one on this base is safe. No one on this planet!" However, the American does nothing.
Nothing, except pressing the X-ray's activation once more just to hear the Doctor scream.
"At this point, I'm hoping the Dalek escapes and makes this guy suffer," Qrow growls.
"As long as it leaves everyone else alone," Yang agrees
"Yeah," her uncle nods. "But with what the Doctor said about no one on the entire planet being safe… I don't think that's a good idea.
"Don't get too close," Adam warns as the door closes behind him and Rose
Slowly, Rose walks over to the Dalek, which watches her with a wary eye. "Hello," she greets. "Are you in pain? My name's Rose Tyler. I've got a friend, he can help. He's called the Doctor. What's your name?"
"... Yes," the Dalek slowly answers.
"What?"
"I am… in pain." Its voice is low, almost gravely even with its voice modulation. "They… torture… me. But they still fear me. Do you fear me?"
Rose shakes her head. "No."
"You will," the Librarian warns.
Eye-stalk drooping, the Dalek whispers, "I am dying."
"No," Rose explains, "we can help."
"I welcome death," it tells the blonde girl. The Dalek slowly looks up at her, adding, "but I am… glad that before I die I have met a human who was not afraid."
Rose frowns. "Isn't there anything I could do?"
"My race is dead," the Dalek groans. "And I shall die alone."
"How can you look at it and think it deserves death?" Blake cries. "It's a poor, beaten, and abused animal!"
"That Dalek doesn't deserve this," Ruby adds with tears strolling down her cheeks.
Comfortingly, Rose reaches up and places a hand on the Dalek's side.
"Rose, no!" Adam warns too late. Rose pulls her hand away quickly, burnt by the creature. However, her handprint remains luminescent on the creature.
The Dalek begins to shake violently in its chained position. "Genetic material extrapolated. Initiate cellular reconstruction!"
"What's going on?" Yang asks, holding her palms to her ears at the Dalek's rising voice.
"They should have killed it when they had the chance," the Librarian scolds. "Now it's coming."
Blake, also holding her ears, asks, "what is? What's coming?"
"Hell."
Adam grabs Rose's shoulders and pulls her back as the Dalek continues to shake. The chains holding it in place quickly snap, releasing it as sparks fly off its body.
"What the hell have you done?" Simmons asks as he runs inside, squeezing through the barely open door with his drill in hand. He runs towards the Dalek, only to stop as it raises one of its arms, the one similarly looking to a plunger, threateningly. "What ya gonna do?" Simmons scoffs. "Sucker me to death?"
The Dalek's answer is that of hostile agreement. The arm extends quickly, faster than anyone could blink, and the black, rubber end begins to stretch and contort around the man's face. Simmons offers a muffled yell as he drops his weapon and desperately tries to pull himself away.
Everyone gasps.
"Oh, my gods," Weiss exclaims. "It's true. The Doctor was right."
"It was faking it! Faking it around Rose just to get her to touch him," Ruby realizes.
"What have we done?"
"It's killing him!" Rose yells as she is pulled back outside the Cage. She, and Adam, run over to the monitors where one of the guards grabs ahold of a microphone. "Do something!"
"Condition red! Condition red!" the guard warns, blasting his voice throughout the entire facility.
van Statten freezes as he hears the alarm sound. "I repeat, this is not a drill!"
Slowly, the Doctor lifts his head. His body is covered in sweat and his eyes are red. "Release me," he repeats, "if you want to live."
"Is it really as bad as the Doctor said?" Qrow asks, turning to the Librarian.
"It's worse," he answers back coldly.
Yang shivers in her seat. "It can't be that bad, can it?"
Running back into the main office, the Doctor rushes up to a large TV monitor (pushing past Dianna) and says, "you've got to keep it in that cell!"
Rose, on her end, leans against the desk and looks at the camera. "Doctor, it's all my fault," she explains.
"I've sealed the compartment," a guard interrupts. "It can't get out. That lock's got a billion combinations."
The Doctor shakes his head. "A Dalek's a genius," he warns. "It can calculate a thousand billion combinations in three seconds flat."
Ruby's eyes go wide. "That's impossible!"
"We've seen Penny do it," Weiss rationalizes. "It makes sense that a Dalek could as well."
"But she's only used it for fun! Not to break out of prison and kill people!"
Dropping Simmon's colorless husk to the ground, the Dalek makes its way over to the interior keypad. It slowly raises its right 'arm' and places the plunger on the door controls. The black rubber twitches and pulses as the digits along the top shuffle and decode themselves. Within moments, and true to the Doctor's predictions, the door begins to swing open.
"Open fire!"
Rose and Adam watch as the two guards in the room with them begin to open fire. Their pistols discharge loudly and the bullets, while mostly hitting their target, fall to the ground uselessly. The Dalek continues to approach them, causing the humans to take a few steps back.
From the speakers, van Statten's voice bursts out. "Don't shoot it!" he cries. "I want it unharmed!"
"Rose," the Doctor interrupts, "get out of there!"
"Run!" everyone cries as the Dalek creeps forward.
The guards continue to shoot until their clips are empty. As they reload, the Dalek turns to the computer desk.
"De Maggio," the senior guard orders, "take the civilians and get them out alive. That is your job, got that?"
The woman, De Maggio, gives a crisp nod before turning to Rose and Adam. "You! with me!" she commands, leading the noncombatants away.
"Good soldiers," Blake notes.
Weiss nods. "But I'm worried about the conflict of interest between van Statten wanting to keep his 'pet' and their job to protect people."
"If they wanted to do that, they wouldn't have let him do half the things he's done," the cat-Faunus growls.
As they leave, the first guard continues to fire at the Dalek as it rolls up to the screen. The Doctor, van Statten, and Dianna all watch as the creature raises its arm once more and smashes through the screen. The Dalek screams as electricity courses from the monitor to inside its body.
"Abandoning the cage, sir," the senior guard declares into his earpiece before running after De Maggio and her escorts.
"What's it doing?" Yang asks.
"It looks like it's absorbing the electricity," Ruby frowns. "Like Nora's semblance."
"Then what's the Dalek going to do with all that energy?"
The Librarian wrings his hands together. "It's repairing itself. A Dalek at full power."
Dianna types frantically on a computer. "We're losing power. It's draining the base," she explains. A small alert pops up on the screen, showcasing a large map. "Oh, my God… It's draining the power supplies of the whole of Utah!"
"Is that a lot?" Qrow asks.
"Well, Utah is a vast desert state. But their power outage, by year, should be somewhere near the nine thousand range."
Ruby does some quick calculations in her head. "That doesn't seem too much, nine thousand watts."
"Nine thousand megawatts," the Librarian corrects.
"Holy cow."
"It's downloading," the Doctor explains.
van Statten stares at the screen. "Downloading what?"
"Sir!" Dianna yelps as her screen flashes again. "The entire West Coast has gone down!"
"That's not good," Blake mutters.
"It's not just energy," the Doctor explains, pointing at the screen. "That Dalek just absorbed the entire internet. It knows everything."
Outside the cage, smoke is everywhere. The sparks that were flying off the Dalek earlier now disappear as the creature slowly goes silent. A loud noise cuts through the smoke, dissipating it, as a bluish-green energy blast strikes against a wall.
There stands the Dalek. Its broken pieces were fixed, its dents removed, and its rust was gone. Shining a bright bronze with two silver appendages stands the alien creature as it makes its way to where the humans ran.
"The Daleks survive in ME!" it exclaims before destroying the room with its ray gun. It strategically fires a shot against a gas canister, releasing a plume of smoke, then fires again to light it.
As the room bursts with flames, a lone Dalek exits unharmed.
"EXTERMINATE!"
RWBY watches in horror as the creature they saw tortured only minutes before, now prepares to kill everyone.
"Do they have a chance to stop it?" Ruby cries.
"There is no stopping a Dalek, only killing it," the Librarian snarls.
Weiss begins to rub her hands nervously. "That can't be the only option. This is the Doctor. He doesn't use guns, only a screwdriver."
"He'll find a better way," Blake agrees, grabbing Weiss' shoulder to help comfort her.
"If he doesn't," Yang threatens, glaring at the screen, "then he better make sure Rose is safe first, then."
Qrow leans over to the Librarian and offers him a sip from his flask. "What have you lost?" he asks, nodding to the Dalek on screen.
"More than you could imagine," he answers. While the Librarian does not take the offering, he does stare at it longingly. "And the Daleks started it all."
Part 1 is done! I know you all have been excited for this. 'Dalek'. Arguably one of the best episodes of Doctor Who ever! I'm sorry uploads have been taking a while; I've been taking some time to focus on schoolwork, my job, as well as my other two Fics (check 'em out!) as they needed updating as well.
Let's see… Team RWBY+ gets to see their first Dalek. I had a tough time getting into the mindset of them as they have 0 clue or understanding of what a Dalek is. Even someone who doesn't watch the show still recognizes the character and what its goal is. So RWBY will probably mimic Rose a bit since neither 'groups' have any experience with the Skarro-ian.
The Librarian, however, is acting much like the Doctor (if not worse) and with good reason. He has his reasons, such as the ones teased at the end, for hating them. And while he won't be revealing what exactly is that reasoning, as that is crucial for his backstory, I will get around to it eventually… I hope.
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