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Chapter Three

The Doctor and Martha were now in the centre of the village, standing still as they watched each of the planets residents rushing round, all carrying baskets and boxes to the same destination. Martha turned to the Doctor, about to ask him what these beings were called, when Lucy let out a loud moan. Martha looked down at the dog, to see her lying on the floor, head bent to the ground.

''Oh i think someone here's a big hungry.'' The Doctor smiled, patting her on the head. ''Come on old girl.'' He and the dog headed towards the building everyone was walking towards, slowly followed by Martha, looking at the breathtaking landscape around her.

As the trio entered the building, they were welcomed to the sound of music, unlike anything Martha had heard before. Tables were filled with food and wine, and a tall man stood on a small platform at the end of the building, pointing to where boxes should be placed and baskets deposited. The Doctor held his hand out to the man, ''Hello there, i'm the Doctor, and this is my friend Martha. Oh, and my dog. I was wondering, could you tell me what this place is?''

The man infront of him smiled, and nodded. He wore white robes, and a white hood, covering his hair, his skin was a mint green shade. ''This is the Town Hall of Ekan. I am Reaufus, Mayor of the Ekani's. We are having a banquet to celebrate some of our guests to this planet, you are more than welcome to join'' Reaufus explained, bowing his head.

''A banquet you say? Do you mind me asking who these fine guests of yours are?''

''Certainly sir, they would be our guests from the Forest of Cheem, Madame Yasmin and Sir Silas, of the tree-people.'' Once again, Reaufus bowed his head, this seemed to be some sort of courtesy, tradition amongst these people.

''They're arriving soon?'' The Doctor pressed on.

''Yes, they shall be here shortly...''Reafus bowed his head, then moved closer towards the Doctor. ''I shouldn't say this, but...'' He checked for listeners. ''The tree-people recently put an offer in for a conciderably large amount of Ekanite.'' At that moment, Reafus's wife -a short and plump lady- wondered over towards them. ''Ah, Belinda dear, come and meet some travellers, they've not long arrived.'' Reafus scurried back to his duties, leaving his wife and the travellers in discussion.

After Martha and Belinda had exchanged bows, the Doctor headed over to the table of food, finding all sorts of snacks for lucy to munch at.

Meanwhile, the army of men descended through the woods, where they watched as a pair of walking trees passed through. The largest and bulkiest man of the troop signalled two of his minions to seek and destroy; the army had a party to attend.

Martha sat on the edge of the platform watching as the Doctor danced foolishly with Lucy. Never on her travels with the Doctor had she seen him dance -unless you count when he was human, nor had she seem him quite so fond of pets before. The Doctor was always a private person, rarely letting his emotions show, so maybe a pet was good for him, Martha thought. The Doctor headed towards the platform, taking Martha by the hands and pulling her into a dance, the music sounded most irish, so together they began to imitate the river dance; it didn't matter if they got it wrong, as the Ekani's probably hadn't heard of the river dance before.

With a loud crash, an army of men marched in, each holding identical guns, dressed in identical armour, each with the same sour faced expression. After them, a bulky man dressed poorly in branches and dirt smeared across his face, attempting to disguise himself as a tree-person.

''I am Sir Silas, from the Forest of Cheen. Unfortunately, Madame Yasmin could not attend this evening.'' He bellowed. The Ekani's exchanged glances with each other, all clearly confused. The Mayor looked just as bewildered as everyone else.

''Uh..Yes, well...Um...Greetings, Sir Silas...You seem a lot different from when we spoke through satellite..'' Reaufus stammered.

''Ah yes, well...I;ve recently had...tree surgery..'' The man began. The Doctor looked at him in amazement, then turned to Martha. ''That is not a tree-person. I've seen tree-people, i've met tree-people. That is not of them.'' Before Martha could reply, the Doctor had already stepped up and began to protest. ''Excuse me, sir, but i have reason to believe you are not a tree-person. You look nothing like one, you sound nothing like one, and tree-people don't have minions with guns.''

''Yes- but- Oh well, you've got me there then..'' The man threw his poor disguise onto the ground and firmly took hold of his gun, aiming it at the Doctor.

''Why don't you start by telling us who you are?'' The Doctor asked him. If the Doctor knew one thing about villians, it's that they have extremely large ego's, and even bigger mouths.

''I am Troy, head of Troop 53 of the Gullivers Space Cadets.''

''Troop 53? There is no Troop 53...Troop 27, Troop 41 -they were a good Troop, bunch of angels...Literally. But Troop 53? 53...53...53...Ah!! The rogue Troop, the rebellious killers, banished for unrully killings of people you though 'lacked the talent of defence'. You destroyed Space station 39.'' The Doctor mumbled, almost talking to himself.

''Thats us..In the flesh, so to speak.''

''Yes that's true. But what's so special about this planet? Why is this one so important?''

''Like i'd tell you, traveller. You and your filthy human slave here-''

''Oi!'' The Doctor started. ''Watch you tongue. This human is not a slave!''

''You and your slave are no business of mine. Kill them.'' The troop headed towards the Doctor, grabbing his arms and holding him tightly.

''Wait a minute...Mr. Troy. You don't want to share your plan? Not even to a traveller like myself? Come on...You know you want to...'' Troy stared at the Doctor for a moment, considering his options.

''ALright. This planet consists of Ekanite. A radioactive gem used to fuel planets and ships. Now, i have plenty of fuel on my ship, and i have no planet on which i currently reside. The fuel on my ship works perfectly, but not exactly fit for say...A bomb? One that can make the earth explode? Imagine it...Billions of humans...annihilated. The planet cleansed. Of course..There's no way you can stop me..''

''Wanna bet?'' The Doctor lunged forwards, out of the grasp of the minions, but Troy was faster, he aimed his gun towards the Doctor, his finger moving for the trigger, sharply, rapidly pulling, the bullet shot out...This was it...The Doctor prepared himself for the impact, he closed his eyes with instinct...but it never came. Slowly his eyes opened.

Martha lay on the floor, blood pouring freely from her side.

''Martha!!'' The doctor clutched her shaking body,

''Im...Sorry, Doctor...''

''Martha, what were you thinking?''

Martha shook her head and smiled nervously. ''I dunno...'' She whispered, her eyes rolled to the back of her head, laying quite motionless.

Troy noticed in the coner of his eye a window; the bright orange moon shone on a mountain of deep green sparkles. A mountain taller than his troop put together, a mountain not far from where he stood. ''It's too late, traveller. Your slave is dying. Poisionous Bullets.'' He explained, pulling a pouch of them from his pocket. ''No antidote.'' He smirked, then hurried to the door...

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