Do not disappoint me Dalek Sec, I brought you back on a whim. I can take your life back with but one thought.
Those words echoed through the hybrids mind, blissful and unaware though he was. His unassuming body soared through the Time Vortex, casually noted by one of it's brethren, which giggled madly on seeing it's dead leader.
The Doctor grinned manically as he spun the time disruption redistributor. At least that's what he thought it was called.
'' Come on my lovely! '' He shouted, pulling on the osmosis lever.
'' Doctor, what's the rush? My heads banging. '' Mumbled Martha, struggling into the main engine room. She was clad in a fluffy pink dressing gown and nursing a cup of tea, as well as a hangover.
'' Oh..just feeling a bit dramatic, we did just meet Euripides." Grinned the Time Lord, his eyes sparkling and lips spreading widely.
Martha's heart stuttered slightly.
'' I know but, at the end of it, he just seemed to care whether his words sounded smart. ''
'' Threw a good party though '' The Doctor pointed out.
'' Haven't drank that much wine since my 18th birthday, glad we left before the orgy though '' Laughed Martha, taking a big swig of the extra sweetened tea.
'' I'm not, thought it'd be rather interesting to see pan out '' Pouted the Doctor, straight faced seriousness radiating off of him.
'' You're really just a dirty old man aren't you Doctor? '' Laughed Martha
'' I dunno Martha, wanna find out? '' He winked.
Martha gave a frightened look and coughed, spitting out a mouthful of tea. She beat upon her chest and hacked, her dark face turning a ruby red.
'' You're *hack* joking right? '' Spluttered Martha.
'' Still got it '' Smirked the suited man.
'' Shut up, I'm too hung over to be dealing with you.'' Groaned Martha, rolling her eyes and stomping away in search of painkillers.
'' Yeah, well I'm to hungry to be dealing with you. '' Shouted the Doctor to Martha's retreating back. He suddenly flopped out onto the floor with a groan '' Nooooaaaaar, I can't be bothered to walk. '' He slowly rolled about on the floor, avoiding Martha's spitty tea. He stopped suddenly, cupping his hands around his mouth '' MARTHA! Get me a biscuit!''
Biscuits, bloody biscuits! Didn't he know how hung over she was feeling! She couldn't even think about food, let alone go looking for it! Martha angrily rifled through the kitchen cupboards, dropping random jars of Victorian era marmite, potted meat, Dalek-ade? Her stomach clenched horribly, sending waves of nausea through her being. What the hell was Dalek-ade? You know what, she didn't want to know.
Martha grinned as her fingers brushed against a bright red package.
The Doctor was a bit miffed, he'd looked away for one minute, then that thing was there.
It just kind of lay there, pulsating slightly, like a big, organic sleeping bag. The Timelord reached inside of his suit jacket, pulling out the thick framed spectacles and sliding them up his nose, looking a little puzzled. The TARDIS wasn't reacting to a threat, so he wasn't too worried.
He slowly stepped over the puddle of tea, approaching the strange object. Now he was closer, it looked more like an amniotic sac, large red veins puncturing a thick white skin, which pulsated like a heart
The Doctor poked it.
It moved.
All he wanted was some bloody biscuits.
Martha chugged down her dissolvable pain killer, gagging from the taste. She then set off to the terminal room, biscuits in hand. The Doctor was being remarkably quiet, which wasn't good. Probably forgotten all about his bloody biscuits, she should start drugging his tea with Prozac.
She saw the Doctor crouched over something near the terminal, and rolled her eyes, looks like he'd dragged something out from beneath the floor, it looked like a sleeping bag.
'' What you got there then? '' She asked, handing the Doctor his biscuits.
'' Aw thanks! '' He grinned, ripping open the packet and grabbing a digestive out of the pack. The Doctor munched for a while before answering '' It looks like an amniotic sac, dunno what's inside though.''
'' How can you check? ''
'' I poked it, it moved, seems to react to touch.'' Reasoned the Doctor, placing his hand on the gelatinous membrane, which promptly began to move, small ripples at first, then being pummelled and scratched at until it popped, send gooey, jelly like embryonic fluid throughout the terminal room, sending the Doctor and Martha, who had promptly begun to vomit, reeling.
'' Oh my god '' Whispered the Doctor, staring at the being that lay on the floor, prostrate and unmoving.
'' What is it? '' Asked Martha, between breaths and vomiting bouts.
'' It's Dalek Sec ''
A/N: Hello my lovelies, sorry for the late Author's Note, but am currently writing this story on a smartphone, it's rather tiring and difficult! I hope you've been enjoying the read so far, if you thought it was good or shite, tell me :D This isn't my first fanfiction, but I abandoned my previous account, 'acause I forgot my password, I haven't been on here in such a long time, hopefully I've improved! Love ya's!
*Goes out to smoke due to the stress of writing this *