So, just finished this chapter. But I ain't uploading till tomorrow. *cackles* Sorry. You got your chapter today. I need to build up so buffers for when I really get going. So... Yeah. Enjoy once I post this...which...

Argh! Time is so confusing!

"Ask them."

"What me?" This was it. The Doctor had to have finally lost his mind after years and years of traveling the universe. Her? Going up and asking a bunch of bloody Daleks what they were doing? "Don't be daft." They would exterminate her.

"I don't exactly want to get noticed," the Doctor explained quickly and urgently. "Ask them what's going on." It wasn't so much as him asking her as him commanding her to do it. Taking a deep breath, and making a mental note to slap the hell out of him when they got out of this, Martha stepped forward.

"Daleks! I demand to be told. What is this...Final Experiment?" As the large alien rolled around to stare at her she had to give herself a pat on the back for not having a nervous breakdown. The basic idea of these things, pepper pots on wheels, seemed so much more silly in her head. Now they were just plain terrifying. "Report!"

"You will bear witness," the Dalek responded in that halting mechanical speech of theirs. It was the speech more than anything that gave her shivers. It just sounded so...inhuman. At least with other alien species you could hear the emotion in their voices... Daleks though... All you could hear was hate and anger and rage.

"To what?"

"This is the dawn of a new age," the alien spoke as it's head turned around to gesture to the thing in front of the group of humans before turning back to face her. Glancing back and not seeing the Doctor in her line of sight she realized she would have to take care of this herself.

"What does that mean?" And if her voice sounded like that of a scared child, well...not like anyone could possibly blame her at this point. Staring down the eyestalk of a Dalek was something easier said than done.

"We are the only four Daleks so the species must evolve a life outside the shell. The Children of Skaro must walk again." And if that didn't cause Martha more questions than answers she didn't know what would. She understood the part about there being only four left but what on Earth did they mean by a life outside their shell? And what was the Children of Skaro?

As the casing opened on the Dalek in the middle she couldn't help but reach back to grab the hand of one of the men behind her. At this point it could be either Frank or the Doctor, she just wanted to know she wasn't alone on this. It looked human when she first saw it, the clothing unmistakably that of Diagoras, the man who had basically sent them down there to get killed. The rest of it though...that looked nothing like a human.

"What is it?" No matter how hard she tried she couldn't keep the sheer horror out of her voice at what she was seeing. If she thought the Daleks on their own had been scary then this was something else entirely.

"I am a human Dalek. I am your future."

::

"These...humans will become like me." As what was left of Dalek Sec talked the Doctor's expression grew calculating as he slipped behind the machinery, unnoticed. The last thing he wanted right now was to be noticed...not yet. "Prepare them for hybridisation."

As the pig slaves closed in on Martha and the other prisoners the Doctor hoped his plan would work, otherwise...well... He didn't really need to think of what would happen if it didn't work.

"Leave me alone! Don't you dare!" As Martha struggled against the pig slaves music notes started wafting around the room. The young human managed to place it as Happy Days are Here Again, an oldie if there ever was one, well...oldie for her at least.

"What is that sound?" Sec asked, although it sounded more than anything like a command for information. As soon as the words were out the Doctor stepped out from behind a large piece of machinery, an old-fashioned radio in his hands that Martha had only ever seen in pictures.

"Ah, well now, that would be me," a smile twitched his lips as he set the radio down on one of the lab tables. "Hello. Surprise. Boo. Et cetera." If they made it out of this alive Martha was going to have a serious talk with him about his dramatic tendencies. How this Rose she kept hearing about survived him she would never know.

"Doctor," Sec breathed, sounding surprised at his appearance. Behind him one of the Daleks rolled towards them before speaking.

"The enemy of the Daleks! Wait...where is your companion!" At this the Doctor's brow furrowed. His only companion was Martha, and she was standing right behind him. Or did they not know that the girl they had was the one who traveled with him? "Where is the Destroyer of the Emperor!" No...they couldn't... "Where is she! Where is Rose Tyler!"

"Where is the Bad Wolf!"

As the Doctor felt himself stop breathing, most likely out of shock, behind him Martha felt like screaming. Even the bloody Daleks knew about Rose! Did she really have that low of a chance with him?!

"Where is she!" As the Dalek demanded her location the young human flinched back at the look in the Doctor's eyes. He usually looked and acted so human that she forgot he was alien sometimes...but now...now he really did look like an alien. He looked every inch the powerful Time Lord he claimed to be... He looked...

Like a Storm.

::

"No! Solomon!" As the scream rang out the Doctor felt his rage rise. Why... Why. Why. Why. Why did death always have to follow him no matter where he went?! While Frank rushed to the dead man's side and Martha was glued to the ground, filled with shock and horror, the Doctor scowled and looked back up at the floating menaces that he hated with all of his being.

"Daleks!" The Doctor moved forward to stand in front of them, arms held out in invitation to the horrors above him. "Alright so it's my turn! Then kill me! Kill me if it'll stop you attacking these people!" That was only one reason as to why he was doing this...it wasn't fair. Death followed him EVERYWHERE! If it hadn't been for him then Rose... Rose and Jackie and Mickey they would all be back at the Powell Estate. Happy.

"I will be the destroyer of our greatest enemy!" As the Doctor responded and commanded the Dalek to do it he couldn't help but think that Rose would be horrified by his actions... Then again... If it hadn't been for Donna and that Christmas fiasco he probably wouldn't have even made it this far. "Extermin- I do not understand. It is the Doctor." As the Doctor watched he lowered his arms, shocked at what he was seeing. A Dalek was...changing it's mind?

"The urge to kill is too strong! ...I...obey," the Dalek finally replied. Just what was going on. The only other time he had seen a Dalek not kill something was...was with Rose, down in Van Statten's bunker. The one that had assimilated a bit of her DNA.

"What's going on?" he shouted, still looking up at the Dalek floating in the sky. Maybe...if these were changing too...

"You will follow," the Dalek commanded while looking down at the Doctor, who was too shocked to really reply. A Dalek had just changed it's mind. Daleks never change their minds and yet these had... So what was going on... Maybe...maybe he had a reason to keep going after all, just for a little while longer at least.

::

"I don't know. Anywhere else in the universe, I might worry about them," the Doctor said while watching the sailing ships with Martha beside him. "But New York, that's what this city's good at. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, and maybe the odd pig-slave-Dalek-mutant-hybrid too.

"The pig and the showgirl," Martha laughed from beside him, and the Doctor couldn't help his answering grin as he looked down at her for a second.

"The pig and the showgirl." As he said it he couldn't help but think that Rose would have loved that one, probably would have followed after him when he left with the Daleks too. Never did let him out of her sight for long, not that he minded.

"Just proves it, I suppose," Martha spoke up, still grinning. "There's someone for everyone." As the words sunk in the Doctor couldn't help it as his smile disappeared. Someone for everyone... That was a nice thought...a nice sentiment.

"Maybe." That was the Doctor's only reply as he turned back to the TARDIS, intent on taking Martha back home now that her trip was over. If he had stayed in his spot a little longer, or even looked up, he would have seen both Martha's disappointed expression and the words that had been written in chalk on the wall beside them. Two words that seemed to shimmer in the light when looked at in a certain way.

Bad Wolf.

Evil? Yes. Guilty? No.