A/N: I know, it's been a long time (and technically Wednesday). I couldn't for the life of me figure out how to move the plot along. But here it is, at last! Getting down to the nitty-gritty, so I hope to be able to write more (and on time. ^_^;)
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Tension on the bridge of the Scythe was at an all time high. No one dared to speak but to announce coordinates. Crew members shot one another nervous glances out of Captain Samor's line of sight. Going against the captain surely meant a prison sentence, going against the prince could insure death.
A sudden and unfamiliar alarm made several of the crew member inhale sharply and glance at one another. This was not the subtle signal that they were hoping for.
"What is that?" Captain Samor snapped, then rounded to his officers. "Thenedu, get engineering on the comm!"
The officer nodded curtly and nervously keyed in the inter-ship communication system. A few moments later, the engineer came on the screen.
"Yes, Captain?" The scarlet haired woman looked confidently at ease when being addressed by the Samor.
"Why is there a new alarm, Vendal? I did not authorize it." Samor asked shortly.
"Apologizes, Captain," She returned calmly, "I was merely testing a new alarm for when we close in on planetary orbit."
The captain seemed to nod at the explaination, "Very well, but next time authorize it with me."
"Yes, Captain Samor. Vendal, out." The screen went blank a moment later.
Behind them, two ensigns silently let out breath in relief, as there plan was not yet discovered .
"I'll be in my quarters. Notify me when we arrive and make sure our guest stay in their accommodations. Understood?" Samor barked.
There was a unison cry of "Yes, Captain Samor!" by the crew.
All of them slumped slightly in their seats, feeling more at ease when the belligerent prince left the bridge.
The officers and ensigns did not take in to consideration that he was observing three tiny blips on their screens when they were trying so desperately to keep them out of sight.
Samor had, of course been lying to his crew. The captain chose to take another path, not towards his quarters, but to the ship's secreted second shuttle bay. Samor could only smirk at the irony of his lie. He took the holo-computer and dialed in the numbers. The green signal flashed his name on the hanger's entrance panel.
waited until the doors swished opened and sauntered in, choosing one of the recently upgraded shuttles to climb into to aid in his escape. He keyed in another sequence, and soon, there was a giant red screen that began not only to display a 30 minute countdown in the hanger, but all over the ship.
The prince grinned and began to start-up the shuttle. It was time to see what these mutinous peasants and troublesome Doctor would do in exchange for not only the child's life, but for their own.
Kotens, The Doctor, and Jack were carefully making their way to the upper levels of the ship. All of them hoping that the crew on the bridge were able to keep the Captain unaware that there was another mutiny brewing right under his nose.
"How much further are we to the bridge?" Jack asked.
The Doctor pulled his Sonic Screwdriver from his coat pocket and scanned the area.
"Another two levels. Getting tired there, Jack? I'm spry for over 900 years old." He joked. But then, a sharp twinge from his wounded side caused the Time Lord to muffle an agonizing cry.
"Doctor, are you alright?" Jack rushed to him and tossed the Doctor's right arm around his neck to support him. "You can't keep this up any longer."
"King of okay, Jack," The Doctor managed to huff, but did not straighten up or pull away from Jack's help.
Harkness was about to volley a cheeky reply when there was a warning that displayed a countdown.
"That's not another of the planned alarms, is it?" The Doctor asked as his thin eyebrows drew together in puzzlement.
"No," Kotens shrieked over the shrill sound, "A countdown was not in the plan at all!"
The face of Captain Samor replaced the red screen almost as quickly as it had appeared.
"Doctor, I implore you, for the sake of this vessel and its crew that you speak with me." Samor demanded.
The Doctor pryed himself from under Jack's shoulder, and standing with all the muster he could gather, called out, "I am here, Captain Samor."
"Doctor. I instated the self-destruct countdown and this ship with all the mutinous crew along with it."
The Doctor's expression darkened, "Don't think for a moment that I won't disable it. In fact-" He pulled out his screwdriver again and "I've already located YOU. "
"You'll be out of time and I will be gone by the time you arrive at my location. Goodbye, Doctor." Samor retorted, and the red screen re-appeared, the countdown continuing to tick down and now read five minutes.
"What can we do? " Kotens quaked, looking about at the corridors which was now beginning to fill with frightened crew.
"You and Jack help get everyone evacuated. I'll try to get to Samor."
Captain Samor waited patiently for the Doctor to appear, not sitting in the shuttle craft, but outside of it as the Time Lord appeared.
"So, you're still aboard I see." The Doctor hissed as he went through the shuttle bay doors. "Surprising that. Would have thought you would be long gone. I take you still want to have words, yeah?"
Captain Samor brandished his weapon right to the Doctor's head, "I always get what I want, Doctor."
The Doctor lifted his hands in a sign of surrender, "Including this ship?"
The prince' countenance took on a momentary look of shock, "How did you-?" his crimson eyes narrowed.
"Compensation for not being heir to the throne. You were given a cushy job, one you couldn't handle. Did a little reading. So when there was a prophecy that you would lose in battle, you eliminated, or tried to end all those involved who knew of your downfall. The trouble is-" he stepped forward a little, "the one you would have to defeat in battle is me."
The captain smiled a bit at this, "And it seems I already have. You're wounded, unlikely for that coward Kotens or your Jack Harkness will find you. I will make sure that at least you will not make it off this ship."
And with that, Samor fired.
TBC...