Happy 2018 everyone! I can't believe I started this story back in 2016 and now here I am in 2018 still going. I just wanted to say a quick thank you to all of you. Thank you for reading my story and all of your kind words. You guys are the reason I still write this story.
Anyways, here is Daleks in Manhattan. I hope you guys enjoy!
Harper's POV
"Where are we?" Martha asked as we stepped out of the TARDIS.
The Doctor had decided to take Martha on one more trip since New New York turned out to be a bust. Or in his words, 'not what I was planning but still kinda fun, right?'
"Ah! Smell that Atlantic breeze, nice and cold, lovely. Martha, have you met my friend?" The Doctor looked up, so Martha and I did the same.
"Is that… oh my, that's the Statue of Liberty!"
"That it is," I said proudly. "Gateway to the new world. 'Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, yearning to breathe free.' There's nothing like the splendor of the USA."
"Harper, getting very patriotic when it comes to the United States," the Doctor explained.
"That's become we're awesome!"
"Your American?" Martha asked with a laugh.
"Yep!"
"Well, I think this is so brilliant. I've always wanted to go to New York. I mean, the real New York, not the new, new, new one."
I laughed as the Doctor turned saying, "Well, there's the genuine article; so good, they named it twice. Mind you, it was,"
"New Amsterdam, originally," I said quickly.
"Stop, it!" The Doctor pointed at me but I just smirked back at him. "Anyways, it's harder to say twice, no wonder it didn't catch on. New Amsterdam, New Amsterdam."
"Wonder what year it is? 'Cause look, the Empire State building's not even finished yet," Martha point at the building.
"Work in progress, they've still got a couple of floors to go," I watched Martha walked over and pick up a newspaper, "and if I know my history, that makes the date somewhere around…"
"November 1st, 1930," she said interrupting the Doctor.
"You're getting good at this," I laughed at the Doctor and pointed to the newspaper Martha was holding.
"That's nearly 80 years ago." The Doctor took the new paper and we both started to read the front page. "It's funny, 'cause you see those old newsreels, all in black and white, like it's so far away, but here we are. It's real. It's now. Come on, you two. Where do you want to go first?"
"I think our detour just got longer," the Doctor showed Martha the newspaper.
"Of course it has. When do we ever just go somewhere to be tourist and look around," I complained.
"'Hooverville mystery deepens,'" Martha read. "What's Hooverville?"
"Herbert Hoover, 31st President of the USA, came to power a year ago. Up till then, New York was a boom town, the roaring twenties, and then…"
Martha answered the Doctor, "the Wall Street crash, yeah. When was that, 1929?"
"Yeah." We three were making our way to Hooverville and the Doctor was explaining everything to us. "The whole economy wiped out overnight, thousands of people unemployed. All of a sudden, the huddled masses doubled in number with nowhere to go. So they ended up here in Central Park."
"What, they actually live in the park? In the middle of the city?" Martha asked but neither the Doctor or I answered just kept walking.
The Doctor's POV
"Ordinary people lost their jobs, couldn't pay the rent, they lost everything. There are place like this all over America," Harper told Martha as we walked into Hooverville. "No one's helping them. You only come to Hooverville when there's nowhere else to go."
"You thieving low life!" A man yelled and punched another man, "All morning I wait in the bread line for a single loaf…"
"I didn't touch it," the other man said.
"Somebody stole it from me…"
They were fighting before another man walked over stopping them, "Cut that out! Cut it out, right now."
"He stole my bread!"
"That's enough, did you take it?"
"I don't know what happened, he just went crazy." The first man tried to attack him again but was stopped.
"That's enough! Now, think real careful before you lie to me."
"I'm starving, Solomon." Then he pulled out the bread and handed it to Solomon, clearly the man in charge.
Solomon then took the bread and gave half to each man, "We all starving. We all got family somewhere. No stealing and no fighting. You know the rules. Thirteen years ago, I fought in the Great War. A lot of us did, and the only reason we got through because we stuck together. No matter how bad things get, we still act like human beings. It's all we got."
"Come on," I whispered to the girls. "I suppose that makes you the boss around here."
"And who might you be?"
"He's the Doctor, she's Harper, and I'm Martha."
"A doctor? Well, we got stockbrokers, we've got a lawyer, but you're the first doctor. The neighborhood gets classier by the day."
"How many people live here?" Martha asked.
"Anyone time, hundreds. No place else to go. But I will say this about Hooverville, we a truly equal society, black, white, all the same, all starving. So your welcome, all three of you. But tell me, Doctor, you're a man of learning, right? Explain this to me." Solomon walked over to where we could see the Empire State building, "that there is going to be the tallest building in the world. How come they can do that and we got people starving in the heart of Manhattan?"
Solomon walked away but we followed and I pulled out the newspaper, "So, men going missing. Is this true?"
"It's true all right," he entered his tent but we stayed at the door.
"But what does missing mean? I mean, people must come and go here all the time. It's not like anyone's keeping a register."
"Come on in," we three walked in and sat down. "This is different."
"In what way?" Harper asked.
"Someone takes them, at night. We hear something, someone calls out for help; by the time we get there, they're gone. Like they vanish into thin air."
"And you're sure someone's taking them?" I asked.
"Doctor, when you've got next to nothing, you hold onto the little you got. Knife, blanket, you take it with you. You don't leave bread uneaten, a fire still burning."
"Have you been to the police?" Martha asked.
"Yeah, we tried that. Another deadbeat goes missing, big deal."
"So the question is who's taking them," I said and Harper added, "and what for?"
"Solomon!" I young boy stuck his head inside the tent. "Solomon, Mr. Diagoras is here."
We followed Solomon outside the tent to a group of people all standing around a man in a black suit. "I need men, volunteers. I've got a little work for you. And you sure look like you could use the money."
"Yeah, what is the money?" The young man asked.
"A dollar a day."
"What's the work?" Solomon asked.
"A little trip down the sewers. Got a tunnel collapsed, needs clearing and fixing. Any takers?"
'You're going to have to pay me a lot more that a dollar to go into the sewers,' Harper thought.
'It is the 1930s, a dollar's not the worst payment.'
'Sweetie, it's the sewers! Enough said.'
"A dollar a day is a slave wage," Solomon said.
'See, Solomon agrees with me.'
I almost replied to her but what Solomon said next stopped me, "And men don't always come back up, do they?"
"Accidents happen," Mr. Diagoras smirked.
"What do you mean," I asked, "what sort of accidents?"
"You don't need the work, that's fine. Anybody else?" I raised my hand and Mr. Diagoras looked irritated. "Enough with the questions."
"Oh, no, no, no, I'm volunteering. I'll go."
Harper groaned then raised her hand and Martha raised her hand also saying, "I'll kill you for this."
"Anybody else?" Mr. Diagoras asked.
I laughed at the girls and watched as Solomon and the young man raised their hands also.
'I see a rat and I'm so out of there!' Harper thought as we followed Mr. Diagoras.
Harper's POV
"Turn left, go about half a mile, follow tunnel 273, the fall's right ahead of you. You can't miss it," Mr. Diagoras told us when we were in the sewers.
"And when do we get our dollar?" The young man, whose name we found out is Frank, asked.
"When you come back up."
"And if we don't come back up?" The Doctor asked and I grabbed his hand in worry.
"Then I got no one to pay."
"Don't worry, we'll be back," Solomon said.
"Let's hope so," Martha mumbled.
Solomon, Martha, and Frank walked on down the tunnel while the Doctor and I stayed back just for a second before following along.
"We gotta stick together. It's easy to get lost," Frank said. "It's like a huge rabbit warren. You could hide an army down here."
"That's what I'm worried about," I whispered to the Doctor. He looked down at me and pulled me in tight, very protective like.
"So, what about you, Frank? You're not from around these parts, are you?" Martha asked.
"Oh, you can talk. No, I'm Tennessee, born and bred."
"So how come you're here?" I asked.
"Oh, my daddy died, momma couldn't afford to feed us all. So, I'm the oldest, up to me to feed myself. So I put on my coat, hitched up here on the railroads. There's a whole lot of runaways in the camp, younger than me. From all over, Missouri, Oklahoma, Texas, Solomon keeps a look out for us. So, what about you? You're a long way from home."
"Yeah, I'm just a hitcher, too."
"You stick with me, you'll be all right," Frank told Martha.
"So this Diagoras bloke, who is he, then?" The Doctor asked Solomon.
"Couple of months ago, he was just another foreman. Now seems like he's running most of Manhattan."
"How'd he manage that, then?" I asked.
"These are strange times. A man can go from being the king of the hill to the lowest of the low overnight. Guess for some folks, it works the other way around."
"Whoa!" The Doctor said suddenly pointing his torch down. There on the ground was a weird green glowing blob.
"Is it radioactive, or something?" Martha asked before she gagged and said, "It's gone off, whatever it is."
The Doctor picked it up and I reached out feeling of the side of it.
"And you two have got to touch it," Martha complained. "You really do make the best couple."
"Shine your torch through it," the Doctor told Martha.
"Composite organic matter," I said and the Doctor asked, "Martha, medical opinion?"
"It's not human, I know that."
"No, it's not," I said agreeing with her.
"And I'll tell you something else. We must be at least half a mile in, I don't see any signs of a collapse; do you?" The Doctor asked.
"So why did Mr. Diagoras send us down here?" I offered.
"Where are we now? What's up above?" Martha asked.
"Well, we're right underneath Manhattan," the Doctor said.
We continued walked for a bit long and Solomon said, "We're way beyond half a mile. There's no collapse, nothing."
"That Diagoras bloke, was he lying?" Martha asked.
"Looks like it," the Doctor said while I nodded yes.
"So why'd he want people to come down here?" Frank asked.
"Solomon, I think it's time you took these three back. I'll be much quicker on my own."
Before I could tell the Doctor off for trying to do this on his own we heard a loud squealing sound.
"What the hell was that?" Solomon said as the Doctor pulled me closer to him.
"Hello?"
Martha quickly told Frank to shh and Solomon wanted him quiet also, "Frank!"
"What if it's one of the folk gone missing? You'd be scared, half mad down here on your own."
"You think they're still alive?" I asked Frank.
"Heck, we ain't seen no bodies down here. Maybe they just got lost."
Another squealing sounded through the tunnels around us, "I never heard nobody make a sound like that," Solomon said.
"Where's it coming from? Sounds like there's more than one of them," Frank and the Doctor were looking down one tunnel, Solomon another, and Martha and I another.
"This way?" The Doctor guessed.
"No, that way," Solomon said pointing down a different tunnel.
Martha and I saw a figure down our tunnel and I made my way slowly to it while Martha whispered, "Doctor."
'Harper stop!' I heard the Doctor say urgently in my mind, and for once I didn't hesitate to stop as he said.
"Who are you?" Solomon asked and then Frank said, "Are you lost? Can you understand me? I've been thinking about folk lost down here."
"It's all right, Frank, just stay back. Let me have a look," the Doctor said moving up closer to the figure and I. 'Harper stay!'
'I'm not a dog,' I thought back, but didn't move any closer.
"He's got a point, though, my mate Frank. I'd hate to be stuck down here on my own. We know the way out. Daylight. If you come with us," the Doctor got down on its level and shined his torch at it. "Oh, but what are you?"
The figure was the size and shape of a man but with a face of a pig. 'Guess that explains the squealing noise,' I thought.
"Is that some kind of carnival mask?" Solomon asked.
"No, it's real." I watched the Doctor carefully as he talked to the pig man but I backed away closer to Martha and the others. "I'm sorry, but listen to me. I promise I can help. Who did this to you?"
I saw next to the Doctor more pig men come into view. Martha grabbed my hand pulling me the rest of the way back to them and said, "Doctor, I think you'd better get back here."
"Doctor," I said wanting him to come back here now.
He stood up and said, "Actually, good point."
"They're following you," she said.
"Yeah, I noticed that thanks. Right then, Harper, Martha, Frank, Solomon…"
"What?" Martha asked.
"I think, um, basically…"
"Run!" I yelled.
We all turned and ran as fast as we could away. Unfortunately, the pig men were following us. Martha was in the lead and yelled, "where are we going?"
"This way!" The Doctor yelled getting in the front and pulling me along behind him. We kept running but then I saw a ladder. We had just past it and I pulled back telling the Doctor to follow me.
"There's a ladder, come on," I called to the others.
The Doctor went first, using the sonic screwdriver to open it, and then Martha and I followed. Solomon came up after I did but Frank was still down there trying to fight off the pig men, "Frank. Come on, Frank," Solomon yelled.
"Come on," the Doctor said. Both him and Solomon were trying to help Frank up the ladder.
"I got you."
"Come on, come on," the Doctor said.
"Frank!" Solomon yelled.
"No!" I heard the Doctor yell as the pig men pulled Frank back down.
Solomon push the Doctor out of the way and closed the opening, "we can't go after him."
"Are you crazy," I said. "We've got to go back down. We can't just leave him."
"No, I'm not losing anybody else! Those creatures were from hell. From hell itself! If we go after him, they'll take us all. There's nothing we can do. I'm sorry."
"All right then, put 'em up!" I quickly turned and saw a young lady point a gun at us. We all put our hand up not sure at what was going on, and I slow slipped in front of Martha trying to keep her safe. "Hands in the air and no funny business. Now, tell me, you shmucks, what have you done with Laszlo?"
"Who's Laszlo?"
The Doctor's POV
We followed the young lady into a dressing room of some kind. I had Harper behind me and she was keeping Martha behind her, both of us concerned about the gun.
"Laszlo's my boyfriend, was my boyfriend until he disappeared two weeks ago. No letter, no goodbye, no nothing," she said waving the gun around. "And I'm not stupid. I know some guys are just pigs, but not my Laszlo. I mean, what kind of guy asks you to meet his mom before he vamooses?"
"Might… might just help if you put that down," I pointed to the gun.
"Huh? Oh, sure," she tossed it onto a chair beside her and I pushed Harper back even further. "Oh, come on, it's not real. It's just a prop. It was either that or a spear."
'Well, that's good to know,' Harper thought sarcastically.
"What do you think happened to Laszlo?" Martha asked.
"I wish I knew. One minute he's there, the next, zip, vanished."
"Listen, what was your name?" I asked.
"Tallulah."
"Tallulah," I started but she interrupted me.
"Three 'L's' and an 'H'."
Harper let out a giggle as I continued, "right. We can try and find Laszlo, but he's not the only one. There are people disappearing every night."
"And there are creature," Solomon said. "Such creatures…"
"What do you mean, creatures?" Tallulah asked.
"Look, listen, just trust me. Everyone is in danger. I need to find out exactly what this is," I pulled out the green blob from my pocket. "Because then I'll know exactly what we're fighting."
"Yeuch!" Tallulah made a face and I left to get look around the props room.
"How about this? I found it backstage."
I took the old radio from Solomon taking a look, "perfect. It's the capacitors I need. I'm just rigging up a crude, little DNA scan for this beastie. If I can get a chromosomal reading, I can find out where it's from."
"How about you, Doctor? Where are you from? I been all over, I never heard anybody talk like you. Just exactly who are you?"
"Oh, I'm just sort of passing by."
"I'm not a fool, Doctor," Solomon said and I immediately felt bad for dismissing him like that.
"No, sorry."
"I was scared, Doctor. I let 'em take Frank 'cause I was just so scared. I got to get back to Hooverville. With these creatures on the loose, we gotta protect ourselves. And no one else gonna help us."
"Good luck," I said as he started for the door.
"I hope you find what you're looking for, for all our sakes," and with that Solomon left.
Harper's POV
"Laszlo, he'd wait for me after the show." Martha and I were still in Tallulah's dressing room listening to her talk about Laszlo. "Walk me home, like I was a lady. He'd leave a flower for me on my dressing table. Everyday, just a single rosebud."
"Haven't you reported him missing?" I asked.
"Sure, but he's just a stagehand, who cares? The management certainly don't."
"Can't you kick up a fuss or something?" Martha offered.
"Okay, so then they fire me."
"But they'd listen to you, you're one of the stars," Martha said.
"Oh, honey, I got one song in a back-street revue, and that's only 'cause Heidi Chicane broke her ankle, which had nothing to do with me whatever anybody says." Both Martha and I looked at each other trying not to laugh. "I can't afford to make a fuss. If I don't make this month's rent, then before you know it, I'm in Hooverville."
"Okay, we get it," Martha said.
"That's the depression for you," I said. "It's depressing isn't it?"
"Your right, your heart might break, but the show goes on. 'Cause if it stops, you starve. Every night I have to go out there, sing, dance, keep going, hoping he's gonna come back."
Tallulah looked as if she was going to cry so Martha pulled her in for a hug, "I'm sorry."
"Hey, you're lucky, though," Tallulah said still looking at Martha. "You got yourself a forward-thinking guy, with that hot potato in the sharp suit."
Martha looked panicked and looked back at me. I was doing my best to not laugh; Tallulah thinks Martha and the Doctor was a couple. "Oh, he's not… we're not together."
"Oh, sure you are. I've seen the way you look at him. It's obvious."
"Not to him," I said not helping the situation, but I was enjoying this too much not to keep it going for a bit longer. Martha on the other hand did not look happy with me.
"Oh, I should have realized. He's into musical theatre, huh? What a waste." And when Tallulah said that I lost it, laughing hard. She smiled over at me before saying, "Still, you gotta live in hope. It's the only thing that's kept me going, 'cause well look," she held up a single rosebud. "On my dressing table everyday still."
"Do you think its Laszlo?" Martha asked.
"I don't know. If he's still around, why is he being all secret, like he doesn't want me to see him?"
This mystery was getting more and more involved.
The Doctor's POV
I shined a stage light onto the green blob we found. "That's it, just need to heat you up."
I was hoping the DNA scanner was going to work. We needed to find out whom we were up against.
Harper's POV
"Girls, it's show time!" Tallulah called to the other dancers.
"Lois, you spoil my sashay tonight, I'm gonna punch you," a dancer complained as she walked by.
"Quit complaining, Myrna. Go buy yourself some glasses," Lois, I'm guessing said.
"Come on, you two, take a look. Ever been on stage before?"
"Oh, little bit," I said and Martha added, "you know, Shakespeare."
"How dull is that?" Tallulah laughed, "Come and see a real show!"
The Doctor's POV
"This is artificial." I said as the scan did its thing.
"Ladies and gentlemen…" I heard the announcer say.
I ignored them looking at the scan. "They genetically engineered it. Whoever this is, oh, you're clever."
"With heaven and hell," the announcer said and the music started.
Harper's POV
"You lured me in with your cold grey eyes, your simple smile, your bewitching lies. One and one and one is three, my bad, bad angle, the devil, and me. You put the devil in me. You put the devil in me. You put the devil in me. My bad, bad angle, you put the devil in me."
Martha and I stood backstage watching Tallulah sing. She was a good singer; to bad she was in a place like this.
"Harper you know I don't feel anything for the Doctor, right?" Martha asked me.
"Martha, chill. I know. I was just messing with you. Besides, if you're around the Doctor long enough you find out most girls fancy him. I'm just used to it by now. Plus I know his mine."
She smiled over at me and then we turned to walk the show.
Tallulah and the others were in the middle of their dance when Martha pointed to something across the stage. A pig man was standing there watching. He didn't look like all the others; he still looked more man than pig.
Before I could suggest us to go around back Martha went out onto the stage. I watch helpless as she hide behind one of the dancers, "what are you doing?" The dancer hissed.
"Martha," I whisper shouted.
She was making her way slowly across the stage but ended up pulling a dancer down by the tail she was wearing.
"What are you doing?" Tallulah asked.
"You're on my tail," the dancer said. "Get off my tail!"
The Doctor's POV
"Fundamental DNA type 467-989. 989 hold on, now that means planet of origin…" I stopped think for a second, "Skaro!" I got up and ran as fast as I could. I had to find Harper.
Harper's POV
"Get off the stage, you're spoiling it," Tallulah said.
"But look, over there!" Martha pointed to the pig man. Tallulah screamed and the pig man ran for it; I ran on to the stage grabbing Martha's hand pulling her along, following the pig man.
"Hey you stop!" I yelled.
"Wait! But you're different to the others," Martha yelled. "Just wait."
We ran back to the room where we entered and I knew he was back in the sewers. But before we could go anywhere else, both Martha and I were grabbed from behind.
The Doctor's POV
"Where is she?" I asked as I ran up to Tallulah. "Where's Harper."
"I don't know. Both her and Martha ran off the stage."
Then I heard Martha scream and Harper shout "Doctor!"
"Harper! Martha!" I was back at the sewer entrance; it was open. I quickly put on my coat and got ready to go down.
"Oh, where are you going?" Tallulah asked having followed me in here.
"They've taken her."
"Who's taken her? What are you doing?" I climbed down not answering her. "I said what the hell are you doing?"
I looked around and when I turned back Tallulah was coming down the ladder, "No, no, no, no way. You're not coming."
"Tell me what's going on."
"There's nothing you can do, go back."
"Look, whoever's taken Harper and Martha they could have taken Laszlo, couldn't they?" She asked.
"Tallulah, you're not safe down here."
"Then that's my problem. Come on, which way?"
She didn't even wait for me to answer just started walking. Why must I always find strong-headed women? "This way," I said going a different way from where she was going.
Harper's POV
"Let me go!" Martha said still struggling with the pig men that had her.
They pushed us against the wall and got right in our faces, "Oi, back off." I flicked it right in the nose making it back off for a second, but then it looked mad.
"Martha. Harper." We looked up and saw Frank in a line of people.
"You're alive," Martha said before going and hugging Frank. "Oh, I thought we'd lost you." I quickly followed her lead giving him a hug as well. But the pig men started pushing us to move forward. "All right, all right, we're moving!"
"Where are they taking us?" Frank asked.
"I don't know, can't be good," I said. "But we can find out what's going on down here."
The Doctor's POV
"When you say they've taken her, who's they, exactly?" Tallulah ask, and man this woman could talk. "And who are you, anyway? I never asked."
I saw a shadow move at the end of the tunnel and Tallulah was being loud, "shh!"
"Okay, okay."
"Shh!"
"I mean you're a handsome enough…"
I quickly put me hand over her month and pulled her back into an alcove. I held my breath as a Dalek came by us. But how can they be alive. Once it had past I let Tallulah go and walked out of the alcove.
"No, no, no. They survive. They always survive, while I lose everything."
"That metal thing, what was it?" Tallulah asked.
"It's called a Dalek, and it's not just metal, it's alive."
"You're kidding me."
"Do I look like I'm kidding?" I asked as I turned to her. I was mad and worried, what had happened to Harper and Martha? "Inside that shell there's a creature born to hate; who's only thought is to destroy everything and everyone that isn't a Dalek too. They won't stop until it's killed every human being alive."
"But if that's not a human being, that kind of implies it's from outer space. Yet again that's a no with the kidding. Oy! Well, what's it doing here in New York?"
I didn't know that answer, but I was determined to find out.
'Doctor?' I heard Harper in my mind, a sound that made me sigh in relief.
'Harper! Are you okay? Is Martha okay? Where are you two?'
'We're fine. We are still somewhere in the tunnels but I don't know exactly where. Stupid pig men are keeps us here for some reason.'
'I'm coming to get you, love. Just hold on.'
"Every second you're down here, you're in danger," I said turning back to Tallulah. "I'm taking you back right now." We turned the corner and saw a pig man. Tallulah scream and I said, "Where's Harper and Martha? What have you done with them? What have you done with Harper?"
I was close to him now and was surprised when he answered, "I didn't take her."
"Can you remember your name?" I asked softly.
"Don't look at me."
"Do you know where they are?" Tallulah asked.
"Stay back!" He yelled, "don't look at me."
"What happened to you?" I asked.
"They made me a monster."
"Who did?"
"The masters."
"The Daleks, why?" I asked trying to understand this.
"They needed slaves. They needed slaves to steal more people, so they created us, part animal, part human. I escaped before they got my mind but it was still too late."
"Do you know what happened to Harper and Martha?"
"They took them. It's my fault, they were following me."
"Were you in the theatre?" Tallulah asked.
"I never… yes."
"Why? Why were you there?" She demanded.
"I never wanted you to see me like this."
"Why me? What I got to do with this? Were you following me? Is that why you were there?"
"Yes."
"Who are you?"
"I was lonely."
"Who are you?" Tallulah asked walking closer to the man.
"I needed to see you."
"Who are you?"
"I'm sorry," he turned to leave but Tallulah stopped him.
"No, wait. Let me look at you." She pulled him into the light, "Laszlo? My Laszlo? What have they done to you?"
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
"Laszlo, can you show me where they are?" I asked, feeling bad for the both of them, but I need to find the girls.
"But they'll kill you."
"If I don't stop them, they'll kill everyone."
"Then follow me," Laszlo said leading they way.
Harper's POV
"What are they keeping us here for?" Frank asked. We had been just standing in this spot for ten minutes or so and I was getting worried.
"I don't know. Got a nasty feeling we're being kept in the larder," Martha said.
The pig men started squealing and pushing us against one wall. "What are they doing? What's wrong? What's wrong?" Frank asked.
"Silence! Silence!"
I blood ran cold at that voice and then I saw the owner of the voice come into view, "No," I breathed out.
"What the hell is that?" Martha asked and I got in front of both her and Frank.
"You will form a line!" The Dalek said. "Move! Move!"
"Do what it says, everyone. Now!" I said.
"The female is wise, obey!"
"Report," another Dalek said. How many of them are there?
"These are strong specimens. They will help the Dalek cause."
"Dalek," Martha said looking at me.
"Yes, Dalek. This is oh so very bad," I whispered back to her.
"What is the status of the final experiment?"
"The Dalekenium is in place," one of the Daleks said. "The energy conductor is now complete."
"Then I will extract prisoners for selection." The first Dalek rolled up to one of the men in our line and its plunger went straight for his face. Thankfully not touching him but still to close for comfort. "Intelligence scan- initiate. Reading brainwaves. Low intelligence."
"You calling me stupid?" The man asked.
"Silence! This one will become a pig slave. Next!"
"No, let go of me! I'm not becoming one of them. No, let me go!" He yelled as the pig men dragged him away.
"Intelligence scan- initiate," the Dalek said going to the next person.
The Doctor's POV
"They're divided into two groups: high intelligence and low intelligence," Laszlo explained. "The low intelligence are taken to become pig slaves, like me."
"But that's not fair!"
"Shh!" I said quieting Tallulah.
"You're the smartest guy I ever dated," Tallulah said, thankfully at a low volume.
"And the others?" I asked.
"They're taken to the laboratory."
"Why? What for?"
"I don't know," Laszlo said. "The masters only call it the final experiment."
Harper's POV
"Superior intelligence," the Dalek said once it finished scanning Martha. Both her and Frank were considered 'superior intelligence' so I didn't have to worry about them being take away to became a pig man. Now it was my turn, "intelligence scan- initiate. Superior intelligence. This one will become part of the final experiment."
"You can't just experiment on people," Martha yelled and I held her back. "It's insane! It's inhuman!"
"We are not human. Prisoners of high intelligence will be taken to the transgenic laboratory."
The Doctor's POV
I looked around the corner again only to see them moving, "look out, they're moving."
"Doctor. Doctor, quickly!" I looked over and saw Laszlo and Tallulah ready to leave.
"I'm not coming. I've got an idea. You go."
"Laszlo, come on."
"Can you remember the way?" Laszlo asked Tallulah and I knew then, he was going to help me.
"Yeah, I think so."
"Then go, please."
"But Laszlo, you've got to come with me."
"Where would I go?" I felt bad for them, where would he go? "Tallulah, I'm begging you. Just save yourself, just run. Just go, go!"
Laszlo joined me at the corner and we waited until the right moment. Right as Harper and Martha were in front of us, we joined the line of people.
"Keep walking," I told them.
"About time you showed up," Harper said with a smirk.
"I am so glad to see you," Martha said.
"Yeah, well, you can kiss me later. You, too, Frank if you want."
"What about Harper?" Frank asked.
"Nope, she's off limits," I said firmly.
'Oh, so I'm off limits, but you're not?' She asked me in her mind.
'Yep. You're mine; you don't like it, well to bad. You're stuck with me now.'
'You are such a dork.'
'Yeah, well I'm your dork… FOREVER!'
I heard her laugh in her mind and smiled, glad that she was not mad at me for that.
We entered into the laboratory and I saw three Daleks at the other end of the room, but one looked not so good.
"Report," the Dalek that had lead us here said to the others.
"Dalek Sec is entering the final stage of evolution."
"Scan him. Prepare for birth."
"Evolution?" I said and Harper asked, "Since when do Daleks evolve?"
"What's wrong with old Charlie boy over there?" Martha asked talk about the Dalek that was 'evolving.'
"Ask them," I told her.
"What, me? Don't be daft."
"I don't exactly want to get noticed. Ask them what's going on."
Martha looked uncertain for a second and then stepped out of line saying, "Daleks, I demand to be told. What is this final experiment? Report!"
"You will bear witness," a Daleks said turning to look at her.
"To what?" Martha asked.
"This is the dawn of a new age," the Dalek said.
"What does that mean?"
"We are the only four Daleks in existence. So the species must evolve, a life outside the shell. The children of Skaro must walk again."
Dalek Sec, the one evolving, suddenly open it's shell. And out walked a half human half Dalek. "What is it?" Martha asked.
I grabbed Harper's hand, and she held on tightly to mine. We both knew this could end badly.
"I am a human Dalek. I am your future."
So what did you think? I hope you guys like it as much as I did. I will try my best to get the next part up soon, but no promises. Thank you so much for reading and please leave a review. Until next time my dear fellow Whovians, and a Happy 2018 to all of you!
