Eclipse
A Doctor Who Story
By Unleash The Bad Wolf
Chapter 2- Hunted
The cell was dirty. Filthy in fact. Grime covered diseased rotting rats that scurried towards the mould, even they knew better than to be left in here for too long. Davros sat in his life support chair waiting patiently. They were holding him prisoner like some common criminal, he was a genius, he didn't deserve to be treated like riff-raff. They were human, he recognised the noses, no other species had quite such distinct nasal passages. If they were here, then The Doctor wouldn't be far behind. His old enemy would pay for the atrocities he had committed against his gorgeous creations, then the Earth would be destroyed as well. He was confident that his pets would save him from these primitive apes, followed by immediate extermination of the population.
Captain Jack Harkness watched on the monitors as Davros waited. He knew how dangerous this guy was, Torchwood had no idea what they were facing. The creator of the Daleks. Their lord and master. He would handle the interrogation himself, no other member of staff could be trusted to confront such an evil. Jack headed down to the cell, ensuring his gun was fully loaded with laser bolts. No chances could be taken, after Jack had what he wanted he would kill Davros; before he could begin a new rampage of destruction.
"Do you know where you are?" Jack asked blandly, trying not to give away his feelings about this whole situation.
"Earth. 21st century. Torchwood." Davros' reply was easy, systematic, he too not giving away anything in this game between the two of them.
"Why are you here?" Jack looked him, looked it, in the eyes; attempting vainly to unnerve the monster sat before him.
"I was sent here via a rift. A passage in time and space opened and it sent me to this God-for-saken rock." Jack paused, the rift ran deeper than they had suspected. In order for it to reach Skaro, it would have had had to go through 80 galaxies and 12 distinct time zones.
"What's the last thing you remember?" Davros gazed softly into Jack, this guy was interesting; it was almost as if he knew where he was from and what he was. The Daleks hadn't encountered humans of the 21st century yet, it would be another century before the invasion began.
"I was in a war. A great war in space." Davros darted around the subject of the time war, that was one thing no human could know about.
"The time war. The last great war between the Time Lords and the Daleks. And your creations burnt." Davros sat silent in shock as Jack smiled smugly.
The Doctor raised his sonic screwdriver just as the Dalek prepared to fire and activated it. The Dalek fired and exploded, it's mutated contents splattering over the ship walls.
"What did you do?" Martha asked breathlessly, unable to believe they had survived a close encounter with a Dalek.
"Reversed the polarity of the neutron flow. The Dalek's shield simply acted as a barrier, it exterminated itself." The Doctor's tone was near angry, someone was playing games with him and he didn't like it. The schism had transported them back to a point in time when the Daleks had existed, something that should have been impossible.
"Back to the TARDIS Martha, quickly!" The two ran back towards the ship before more Daleks arrived.
They reached the TARDIS when the engines suddenly kicked into life. The whirring motors began, and the ancient ship dematerialised before The Doctor and Martha's eyes.
"No! No that's impossible!"
Martha sunk to her knees and felt an overwhelming urge to cry. They were trapped on a Dalek ship with no TARDIS. She had never wanted this, she had wanted to travel with The Doctor to learn about the universe; but she had always intended to return to Earth, to her family. Now that would be impossible. She looked at The Doctor, he was only concerned with his precious little ship. He was pacing around the spot where it had been parked over and over again, a vague and distant look in his empty empty eyes. Martha couldn't believe it, this was the end.
"Unit 9367 had been destroyed." The Dalek informed the ship's commander.
"It is the Time Lords. They are trying to invade, exterminate them!" At once three Daleks began to head down to The Doctor and Martha, the intruders would be exterminated...
Rose sat in the ruins of her dilapidated old house. She had found the bodies of Mum, Dad, and Mickey; she had yet to discover and bury the twins. Even the thought of it made bile slide up her throat, she didn't know if could find them. She wasn't strong enough, she had never been strong enough. She wanted The Doctor. She needed The Doctor. Then she heard a cry, small but her ears latched onto the sound and like a bat she tracked it to its source: Jasmine and Alannah alive and scared. Rose felt a hot stream of tears run down her face and she gathered them close to her.
"It's going to be alright..." She crooned softly to the terrified children as the world around them collapsed and burnt.
"The the big bad wolf blew our house down." Alannah choked out as Rose checked them for injuries. Rose halted at the expression, it brought back painful memories.
"It's going to be alright." Rose whispered the words again, she didn't know what else to say.
The Doctor grabbed Martha's hand and the two began to run as fast as they could. Martha didn't have time to react as she was pulled through the Dalek ship.
"Where are we going?" She gasped as they struggled to catch her breath.
"The Daleks will know we're here by now, we have to keep running and escape." The two continued, and the Daleks followed...
The man studied the TARDIS, his long thin nails stroking the wood of the ship. It was impossibly ancient, impossibly powerful, The Doctor was lucky that it had survived the horrors of the war. It had been a difficult ship to infiltrate, its security had been near impossible to breach, but he had managed it. He had left The Doctor a little surprise on board, just a small gift from him. He had no intentions of allowing the Time Lord to perish at the hands of the Daleks, not yet anyway. First his enemy would have to play a game. Then he would die.
The silence was terrible. More terrible than the crimes of Davros. For ten minutes the perfect silence had existed. Jack and Davros sat in the silence eyes boring holes in each other.
"You're from the 51st century." Jack didn't blink.
"How can you tell?" Davros smiled, he had met people from that era before and they were all the same. He was disappointed he hadn't spotted this fly-boy's origins quicker.
"The confidence, the knowledge of Daleks, your dress sense, everyone from that time period has the same swagger as you do."
"The coats from the 1940s." Jack stated simply, hoping to throw Davros.
"How do you know of the time war?" Davros was searching now, searching for the hope that his beautiful pets were still alive.
"I was informed by a man who fought in it, he destroyed the Daleks." Jack analysed the look in Davros' eyes, for a split second he could have sworn he had seen pain in there. Then nothing.
"So The Doctor finally made good on his promise to wipe us all out" The evil creator of the race that had slaughtered billions mused to himself.
"You bet he did." Jack laughed, enjoying the sight of such an evil being broken down.
"Then I'll rebuild the Dalek race! Millions of humans will be pumped filtered and sieved into Daleks!!!!" Jack stopped. This guy was still as insane as ever, he had to be stopped. Pulling out the laser bolt gun he pointed straight at the maniac in the life support machine.
"You won't get the chance." At once Owen ran into the cell and restrained Jack, shouting and bawling.
"What do you think you're doing??? You have to kill it! It needs to be studied!!!!"
"You have to kill it!!!!" Jack roared as he was dragged away, Davros simply smiled cruelly and began to calculate his way to escape.