Chapter 3
The Doctor and Martha sat together on the chair in the console room. The Doctor had his arm around his lover, who leant her head against his shoulder as they thought on what they would do next.
"They know. Know how to kill us." The Doctor stated quietly. Martha hissed.
"You think?" He looked down at her.
"You sure you're alright?"
"Fine. But the humans have gone too far. And they know we are here. So why do we wait? Let's kill them." The Doctor tutted softly.
"You are getting ahead of yourself. If they do know how to stop us, and I doubt it's more than a few, then such action would be rash. We need to be slightly more… subtle." Martha raised an eyebrow, the edge of her lip curling upwards as she looked up at the Doctor.
"And what would that involve, exactly?" The Doctor smirked.
"A slow revenge. First, on the one who betrayed us." He slipped a phone from his pocket. "From this, I think it's time we paid a visit to a Mr David Thomas."
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David sat curled in the corner of his house. He was hiding from the sun, waiting for Olivia to come home. He was worried. She had been far too long, but he had vowed not to end his sufferings until he knew he had his revenge. Suddenly, a strange noise like an old engine roared around in the silence of the house. He looked up. A tall blue box had appeared out of nowhere by the door to the living room in which he hid. He stood and pressed himself further into the corner, carefully avoiding the light coming in through the window as a tall blue box appeared out of nowhere by the door. He hissed as the lights flashing on the top seared into his eyes, forcing them closed. When he opened them again, a man stood directly in front of him. His skin was deathly pale, his fangs standing out against the blood-red lips. Brown hair hung lankly over his forehead, a few strands reaching his cold black eyes.
"You hurt Martha." He snarled. A wave of anger rushed through David as he stared back.
"She did this to me. Made me like you. Was I supposed to just take it?"
"You were supposed to die. It was a mistake that you did not, a mistake which will not happen again."
"What have you done to Olivia?"
"The woman you sent? You should have gone yourself if you care for her as much as you seem to. Anyway, she matters not. You will soon join her." Dave leapt to the side as the stranger lashed out at him. The claws stuck in the wall. As David raced into the next room, he heard a shriek of pain.
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Sunlight streamed in through the hole in the wall left by the Doctor's claws. His hand blistered and he cried out in pain, leaping away. Behind him, Martha rushed out of the TARDIS and he looked up.
"Kill him." She nodded, running out the room after David as the Doctor clutched his hand to his chest. The rogue vampire leapt down the hall, pausing for the briefest of moments to turn on the light at the end. Martha screeched and beat a hasty retreat back to the TARDIS, where the Doctor stood examining his blistered hand. He looked up as she entered.
"He escaped." She told him shortly. "Your hand…"
"Will heal. Hopefully soon- but for now, we need to think of something else for that man."
"Free rein on the inventiveness then?" The Doctor smirked.
"Oh yes."
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"Jack?" Ianto's voice made Jack look up. Tish stood nervously by his desk, face whipping round to see the newcomer as well.
"What is it?"
"There's someone here who says he has some information for you. It's about Martha." Jack was instantly alert. He looked over at Tish, whose hand was gripping the desk she stood by.
"What is it?" The girl asked, concerned.
"Ask him yourself." Ianto stepped aside, allowing Tosh, Owen and Gwen through. They were each holding the end of a rope which was bound to a figure in the middle- a man Jack recognised instantly.
"You're the man from the hospital- David Thomas, wasn't it?" The vampire nodded sourly.
"Was. I'm not so sure any more." His eyes fell on Tish. "You look like…" Jack cut him off.
"I'm told you have information on a Miss Martha Jones."
"Oh yeah." His eyes did not leave Tish. "You related to her?"
"I am, yes. What is it?" She asked urgently.
"Are you a vampire?"
"Of course not! They only exist in stories!" Jack shook his head.
"Afraid not, sweetheart. You're looking at one right now."
"You mean he's…?"
"Yes, thanks to your sister." David spat. He glared at Tish. "She did it, you know. She bit me."
"What on earth are you talking about?" The vampire gave a bark of mirthless laughter.
"Don't you know your fantasy tales? Before becoming a vampire- you need to be bitten by one." Tish was shocked.
"You're not saying…"
"'Fraid so, love." He smirked. "Your big sister is a vamp. So's her friend."
"Friend?" Jack asked, standing up.
"Yep. Tall, brown hair…"
"No…" Tish breathed. Jack was shocked. It could only be the Doctor.
"Oh yes. And I'm here to make you an offer. You see, I never chose to be this." He glanced down at himself and grimaced in distaste. "They bit me, murdered my girlfriend. So now I want them dead."
"Wait a second, aren't vampires already…" Gwen was silenced by a glare from Toshiko, Ianto and Owen as the vampire they were holding continued.
"I know how to do it. I know how to incapacitate them. I'll give it to you in return for your promise that, no matter what happens, you will kill them." Jack glanced at Tish.
"And if I say no?"
"They go free. I go free- I am stronger than you mortals are. These," He indicated the rope "Are a mere show. A means of getting to you- supposedly ensuring your safety. I will probably die anyway, I have no wish to continue like this. But they will go free. They will kill. Last night's attack angered them, they want my head and I doubt they will stop there."
"What do you mean- last night's attack?"
"I sent my girlfriend to take revenge on the vampires that did this to me. I could not go as I knew the sun would soon rise, but I gave her the tools she needed. However, they eluded and killed her."
"She was the girl we found this morning? I am so sorry." Jack murmured.
"Better dead than a life as a vampire."
"Maybe. How long do we have to consider your offer?"
"Tomorrow night. If you refuse, I will face them alone. I may do some damage, but that will be all. There are two of them and the man is faster and more powerful than I. He smashed through a brick wall with his bare hands- I cannot equal that. His hand is burned, but it will recover fast. By tomorrow night, it will have healed."
"Wait- how do you know all this?" The vampire shrugged.
"A voice. In my head. It's the vampire consciousness- keeps trying to take control. I can hear it."
"You mean, it isn't actually those who are bitten who attack, but a separate entity?" He nodded.
"Yes." Jack allowed the ghost of a smile to cross his features. Perhaps there was some hope for the Doctor and Martha.
"Alright. We'll let you know of our decision tomorrow evening. Until then, you will need to remain in a cell. Understand that this is for your own safety, as well as the safety of those around you."
"Of course. But remember what I said- the vampires are dangerous."
"So are a lot of other things I've had the misfortune to face. Until tomorrow evening then." The vampire allowed himself to be led away, leaving Jack and Tish to think over the implications of what they had just heard.
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Dead are the places where this goddess has been
Cold is the skin that this creature has seen
Her universe is an ocean of blood
Her dining table the cradle of mud
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