Two Worlds, One Family
By Ms. Moonstar.
A/n: I just realize how much the last chapter was, as the British say, 'absolute rubbish.' I am definitely going to be re-writing it. Meanwhile, here is this week's second installment.
Chapter 8
Captain Samor watched the pair of humans that were holding the hand of the child on the bridge computer screen with some disdain. The primitive species did not know what they had done when they had plucked the boy from his established time line. The boy looked happy with the new contraption in his hand with excitement, turning it over in his hands.
The Captain's eyes narrowed with disgust. How could they treat such a travesty of their people like he was special? Not able to bear the images any more, he returned the screen to the map of the city, which showed three blips (one red for the female and two blue for the males) and their trek back to the time machine that was their transportation. Now was their time to move.
"Get Ensigns Kontens and Fodec to intercept them, have them followed. If either man looses their target, I will personally see over their court marshal." Samor ordered, causing everyone on the bridge to tense at his tone, and not wanting to be on the receiving end of his anger.
The two junior officers warily crossed the streets, keeping an eye out for any oncoming metal box vehicles that were so prominent on this planet. Their eyes were on their mission, of course, but could not be distracted by the ancient technology that was laughable where they were from.
"You'd think they'd actually have non-consumable fueled vehicles by this century," sneered Kotens, rolling his chestnut colored eyes. His fellow officer nodded in dull agreement as they turned a corner and stopped to follow the directions of the silent traffic receptacle. The two aliens walked quickly, but not so much that they would be noticed by their queries or the humans around them.
It had taken several corners and streets before the two humans stopped in front of the blue box that they were assigned to look for by the Captain. The two aliens gaped in awe at the tiny box that had a sign reading "Police Box", and instructions for use on a plaque placed on the left side of the double doors.
They looked on in awe at the seemingly antiquated out of place police box , which to them was teeming with energy.
Fodec pressed the communicator and spoke quietly into it, "Captain, we've found the blue box."
The voice that returned over the speaker was calm but serious, "Very well, I will beam down momentarily.
The alien lifted his finger from the button and looked at his companion.
"What do you think he will do?"
Kotens snorted at his niave friend, "What do you think he'll do?"
Fodec glanced at the blue box with some dismay, "He'd better get here before this thing takes off or whatever it does."
River Song studied the monitor of the TARDIS console, grimacing at the sight of the two men. Tucking a bit of her curly hair behind her hair, she called over to the Doctor, who was still on the far side of the control panel.
"Sweetie, you might want to come here, we've got company."
The Doctor strode to her side and examined the screen too, looking nonchalant. He looked at the two men with their weapons and then to the man who suddenly appeared on the screen via teleport.
"Hm...wonder what they want," the Doctor murmured.
"I think the guns are pretty good indication, Doctor," his wife sighed. She pulled her side arm and put in the holster at her thigh.
"Let's not keep them waiting then, shall we?" The Time Lord said confidently, "Amy, Rory!" he yelled back into the kitchen, "stay in the TARDIS!"
Captain Samor did arrive a few moments later, bearing a weapon in its appointed holster and looking extremely cross. He was surprised however, when the doors opened and two people, a man with floppy brown hair wearing a tweed coat and a bow tie, and a woman in a green dress with curly short blond hair stepped out of the blue box. The man had his hand up in front of him at chest level, but was looking more friendly than unconcerned.
"Hello," the man chirped, "I'm the Doctor, and this is my wife, Doctor River Song." he gestured to the woman next to her. "And you are-?"
"Captain Samor of the Scythe." The Sky Djinn returned curtly, "I believe you have something that belongs to us, Doctor."
The Doctor jabbed a thumb back to the TARDIS, "My ship? Sorry can't have her, I'm afraid I-well-we," He sent a loving glance to the woman next to him, "are the only ones who can fly her."
"I am not speaking about your ship, Doctor," Samor snapped rather impatiently now, "You can hand him over now, or we will be forced to do so with an aggressive matter."
"You mean Rory? I'm afraid his wife won't let you take him without a fight. And trust me, she's scary when she's mad. " Still in a playful tone as though he had no idea what the other was talking about.
"Not your adult male companion!" Hissed Samor, who had lost all patience at this point. "The child!"
"Oh you mean-" The Doctor held his hand out to his thigh to indicate their smallest passenger, "the boy?"
"Yes," Samor seethed, eyes narrowing at the Doctor, "We have reason to believe that you took him from an established time line and brought him along with you. Is that not correct?"
"Yes it is, but-" the Time Lord began, but was cut off by the other alien captain.
"You are a traveler in time, are you not?" Inquired Samor
"Yes, but-" but again Captain Samor cut in.
"Then you should know that taking a person from an established time line breaks all rules of time travel, as well as interfering in established events."
The Doctor glared at the Captain, "I've lived over 900 years and through 11 regenerations. You don't think I knew that?" his broke off in a whisper. "My machine always takes me to where I need to go, not always where I want to go and sometimes doesn't tell me where I am or what's happening."
"But this time, it did?" Samor interjected.
"When we stepped outside and went into town, we knew." River interrupted.
"And after bringing him into my TARDIS we went through all the records and found that he would have died from the visions he had anyway." The Doctor explained, then his eyes narrowed. "You knew that, didn't you?" he hissed.
Captain Samor was not one to be intimidated by anyone, so it caught the two inferior officers off guard when he took a step back, though his voice to did not falter. "We knew of his fate, yes."
"The question is why?" The Doctor demanded in a low tone.
The Sky Djinn sneered, "That child is a blemish on our society. He only had visions of death and destruction. Our people felt it necessary to-" he paused, choosing his words carefully, "to cleanse the colony of contaminates."
"But I don't understand why you would vaccinate the boy, but not his parents against the disease." River interjected again, hoping to stake her claim in the conversation.
"Because of the vision, remember? The one he had the day we arrived there of the contaminated bread?" The Doctor turned his head to address his wife, "Someone gave him that bread unknowingly and he became one of the first victims of the outbreak that lead to the Witch Trials." His attention went back to the Sky Djinn captain, "You robbed him of his family, and then potentially of his life two different ways. I won't forgive you for that." his hands that were now at his sides were shaking with anger.
"And because of you-" Captain Samor spat, "that will not occur and will cause history to change, Doctor!"
"As I said," The Doctor countered, "I checked the record. He was not the one linked to the deaths. It so happens that it was another child. He died for nothing!"
"You must let us return him to where he belongs, Doctor." Demanded Samor, while he and his fellow officers stepped forward, guns drawn.
"Why? So that he can go back to be poor, to being hungry? To being abused by the villagers because he's different?" The Doctor sniffed, "I really don't think so. You're no better than they were. He has a family now, and a life that is much happier." He took a step back while River drew her own gun. "Unlike me, River isn't shy about fighting with weapons. I really shouldn't like that, but I kinda do." He winked at her.
"Thanks, honey." River chuckled, sending him a loving glance.
"We will find a way to cure him of his visions. And I will give my last breath to protect him as much as I would Amy, Rory, and River, they're family." He looked at their weapons. "Those look like Cognition Flayer Rifle, works by focusing your thoughts on one specific thing. "However if its interrupted-" The Doctor pulled his sonic screwdriver from his pocket, flicked it on, and extended it into the air, "If your focusing on, I-dunno, covering your ears, you won't be able to fire." The sonic screwdriver went off, filling the air with a shrieking buzzing noise that made the three Sky Djinn do just that.
"Come on!" The Doctor yelled, as they both raced back into the TARDIS and slammed the door behind them.
Before any of them could recover, the time machine began to flicker out of existence as it dematerialized. Captain Samor managed to hit the door with his hand once when the box was still solid. But soon, it faded and disappeared, leaving him even more angry than he had been before.
"Let's move. We must track where that machine is going. That child must be gotten rid of, that's our orders. If this Doctor continues to interfere, then he will suffer the same fate."
TBC..