Title: The Rift
Author: MYBIGBLUEBOX
Series: Doctor Who
Rating: K+
Genre: Romance/ General
Spoilers: Some spoilers for Doomsday and very, very subtle spoiler for The Age of Steel ( I know the episodes are ages old, sorry folks!)
Characters: Doctor (Tenth), Rose Tyler and Martha Jones
Disclaimer: God knows how many times you've all read these disclaimers but I'm going to say it all again just coz. I don't own these characters or the story line this fanfic is based on. They belong to our lord and master 'The BBC' ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Summary: After Doomsday Rose goes to work for Torchwood. The Doctor and Martha struggle to get her back to their world but when everything seems to be going to plan a fatal mistake leads to disaster, and the Doctor must fight to keep his companion and love alive
Dedications: For Simi911 for helping me out in the middle of a science lesson, with about half of my chapter. I own you one matey!
Warnings: May contain a little bad language further along in the story.
A.N: I'm Sorry that this chapter is so short, but I didn't have the time to write something longer. I promise chapter seven will be more substantial. I've got a day off so hopefully it will be up here soon.
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Martha trudged onwards, her feet sore and bleeding, powerless to stop the onslaught of pain. When an Outsider pulled up sharply in the middle of a desert, all Martha could see for miles was sand. She stopped moving abruptly, suspended in time, and she watched her companions as her legs screamed at her, longing to give out. The blinding sun scorched her already burnt face as it bore down on her.
They all stood motionless, waiting in unending silence. As Martha looked on, each Outsider raised his arms to the heavens and called out strange incantations into the wind. Clouds blacker than anything Martha had ever seen before rushed by overhead, casting darkness over the land on which the travelers now stood. With a sudden intensity about them, the group called out more fervently into the now howling wind. A clap of thunder rolled over head and lightning flashed as the storm began to rage around them. Martha felt the fear course through with every brilliant streak across the sky. In a sudden flash of light, a bolt of lightening hit the ground directly in front of the small group with a deafening crash. Unable to shield her face from the large amount of sand that flew at her, Martha felt her eyes burn as grit dug into them.
The dust slowly began to clear and the blinding light subsided, and Martha squinted through her streaming eyes to gaze at the tall tower that had appeared out of nowhere. For what felt like an age Martha stared awe struck at the large building before her, its many windows gleamed in the now beating sun. Dark red brick jutted out of the supposedly circular structure at odd angles. The large slates that tiled the roof fell off every few seconds, splintering as they hit the ground. It most definitely looked the worst for wear as it swayed and creaked a little unsteadily on it's new footing. Martha could not help but feel a little apprehensive about entering this unnerving structure that she assumed was to be her new home for the foreseeable future.
The group moved forward into the tower, the door grinding shut with a finality that was more ominous than Martha cared to think about. Her situation was precarious (still no sign of the Doctor), but she was determined to fight. No alien was going to break Martha Jones.
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The darkness was impenetrable like her spirit. Locked in the dark cellar of the tower, Martha sat rigidly in a corner. The Outsider that had spoken to her back at the hut had released his magic hold over her body for a few hours, but Martha waited in apprehension and fear for the moment when he would plunge her mind back into blackness. She couldn't see two inches in front of her face, and the urge to cry was becoming stronger with each moment she spent staring into the dark. Pulling her knees up to her chest, she rested her head against them. Suddenly she wanted nothing more than to go home and forget about time travel, about aliens, about the Doctor. Who was she kidding? He wasn't coming for her-he's got... Rose? Was that her name? Frowning hard and hitting her aching head against her knees, Martha felt tears force their way out of her eyes and down her face. Nothing was worth this, nothing was worth this pain in her head and heart. Martha groaned as a particularly large surge of pain hit every nerve of her body. God, her head! What was this now? If she had to die again for this, someone was going to get it. Still bathed in darkness, Martha cradled her aching head in her hands, praying for the Doctor to come and take her pain away, praying for a miracle.
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The Outsiders had gathered in the largest room in the tower. Round with a high ceiling, it appeared that in its glory days it had been a room of grandeur only for the worthy to see. Now all that it held where dusty old relics of forgotten days and a large rectangular table sporting 20 chairs in which the Outsiders now sat. Each had removed his hood and sat, hands folded in front of him, his face void of emotion. The Outsider in the middle of the left hand row was the first to speak.
'My brothers, blessed is this day! In the castle of our forefathers, we sit with the power of the universe beneath our feet. Today we shall rise up from the dirt and take back what was stolen from us. Our homes have been destroyed, our people driven from their land by the Madion's. They cannot go unpunished for their insolence!' The Outsiders around the table nodded eagerly in agreement. A smaller man opposite to the first Outsider to have spoken moved forwards in his seat.
'The Madions do need to be punished, but, my friends, what about our original task? We need to spread the word of our righteous existence to the universe-that is what the girl is for. How can we be sure that enacting our revenge will not drain her of all power?' After a mumble of agreement and concern rose around the table, another Outsider raised his hands for silence.
'There is enough power in her to last out the night. If we take our fill of revenge upon the Madions, why not complete our task at the same time? As we bring forward the past to collide with the present, why should we not exile them to a distant plant, seated in the past, encased there forever. To rot in darkness as we did all those long years on their cursed planet! Take them to their new home and, with the power of the universe, keep them forever in the past: never to age, never to die, but to live their tired existence on a wasted planet over and over again.' A silence fell over the group as they thought over this new idea. A larger Outsider at the head of the table spoke.
'I think that this new idea is good. We shall vote on it. All those in favour of the new mission?' All the Outsiders raised their hands.
The Outsider who had spoken first stood.
'In three hours we will meet at the pinnacle of the tower. I shall...make adjustments...to the girl.' Turning grandly, swirling his large white cape behind, him the Outsider left the room and headed with purpose for the dungeons.
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The Outsiders had gathered as planned at the top of the tower, waiting for their companion to return with their captive. Each one turned as the sound of footsteps reached their ears and the door was grandly flung open. The Outsider strode into the room, Martha in tow, once again fully in his control.
Another Outsider stepped forward to examine Martha. Glancing up, he regarded the Outsider that had taken to being Martha's caretaker.
'What improvements have you made?'
'I have removed most of the barriers containing the power. With these adjustments, we should be able to maximize the effects that we can have on the universe.' The Outsider was still prodding Martha, and soon his eyes returned to her body.
'Are you...'
'All is well. You need not question me.' Without raising it's eyes to the speaker, the Outsider backed away from a motionless Martha. Each Outsider in the room gazed at their charge as golden rays of light flowed from her eyes, casting light into the darkest corners of the room.
'It is time! The power is building; we must act now!' An Outsider cried out as a heavy wind began to whip around the room, pulling at the long robes of the hideous creatures.
Forming a circle around the motionless Martha, they raised their arms high to the heavens. The Outsider with the box controlling Martha hastily pushed some buttons on the control pad. Controlling the power that surged through Martha's mind was becoming difficult. Battling with the control pad, the Outsider forced Martha to rip a hole in time and space. Each Outsider gazed upwards as the sky split in two with a deafening crack. Time and space merged and collided with one another and the present reality.
Unable to control Martha any longer, the Outsider was thrown backwards as the box he held exploded with a loud bang. Finally, the control he had on her mind was relinquished, and now that Martha was now fully aware of what was happening to her, she threw her head back and screamed a long, howling cry of pain.
This is it, Martha thought as tears poured down her face. Her head throbbed painfully as the power poured from her. Falling to her knees, she raised her head to the crack in the sky as planets became visible through the blackness of the vortex. Its all ending because of me! Doctor, I need you! Her last thought left her before pain finally overcame her, and Martha opened her mouth and began to release the power of the vortex, pulling the past into reality.
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The Doctor leapt up from the TARIDS's pilot chair and donned his glasses. He'd been scanning for unnatural power throughout the universe for the last nineteen hours. So far the only luck he'd had turned out to be a few kids from Polpatron messing about with a hydrotrapolator. Quickly rescanning the screen in front of him, the Doctor sprang into action, setting coordinates for Madion.
Hearing the sound of the engines, Rose sat up from her lounging position on the couch where she had been sleeping and rubbed her eyes.
'Wha's goin' on?' she slurred at the Doctor as she made her way over to his bouncing form by the control panel.
'I think I've found them!' Rose was fully awake in an instant, all traces of sleep gone from her mind.
'Where?'
'Madion.' A small frown crossed her face.
'Isn't that the last planet we were on?' The Doctor nodded and rushed to the other side of the control panel as the monitor that it sported began to bleep loudly.
'What is it?' Rose asked as she ran to his side.
'We need to get there fast. The power the TARIDS is picking up is reaching phenomenal levels. If it is Martha she might have bout twenty minutes at the most.' Looking into Rose's eyes, the Doctor tried to tell her that time was rapidly running out for Martha. Tearing his gaze away, he punched in some more data and sped the TARIDS up slightly.
'Come on old girl, come on.' The Doctor mumbled under his breath. They sped through the vortex towards the power source. With each moment the power was getting stronger. Across the large expanse of space, Martha's eyes widened as she felt it, the TARDIS, its presence closing in on her. He had come back.
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A.N: Hey there guys. I emailed everyone who had shown an interest in this story (e.g. everyone who had reviewed, added to favs etc). So they all know why this took so long. For those of you who don't know my friend is very ill. I don't have much spare time anymore so this chapter isn't as long and probably isn't as good. I'm very sorry for any disappointment this has caused. For those old faithfuls thank you so much for sticking with it!