Victory of the Daleks (Part 1)

The TARDIS materialized in the storage room of the secret Cabinet War Rooms and, having such an occurrence in such a secret facility, soldiers immediately moved in.

The Doctor stuck his head out of the TARDIS and the soldiers aimed their guns at him until, that is, Winston Churchill himself stepped past them. The Doctor smiled, stepping out of the TARDIS completely, followed by Evy, "Amy..." he shouted before turning to hold his arms out at Winston, "Winston Churchill."

"Doctor?" Winston looked him up and down, "Is it you?"

Amy stepped out of the TARDIS and stared at the man in amazement.

"Oh, Winston, my old friend!" he laughed, going to shake Winston's hand, but Winston motioned with his own like he wanted something, "Ah, every time!"

"What's he after?" Amy asked.

"The key to the TARDIS," Evy smiled, well aware of Winston's efforts from the Doctor's memories.

"Think of what I could achieve with your remarkable machine, Doctor!" Winston argued, "The lives that could be saved!"

"Ah, doesn't work like that," the Doctor replied, closing the TARDIS door.

"Must I take it by force?" Winston threatened playfully.

"I'd like to see you try," the Doctor turned around and walked over to Evy, sliding his arm around her waist, "You'd have to get through Evy first."

"That reminds me, Doctor," Winston smiled, "Who are your two lovely companions?"

"Winston Churchill, Amy Pond," the Doctor introduced, nodding at Amy who could only wave, "And this…" he pulled Evy to him, "Is my Link, Evy Daniels," Winston nodded, looking between the red haired Amy and the blonde Evy, "Which reminds me," the Doctor looked over at the soldiers, "I'm not too comfortable with guns being pointed at my Link."

"Quite right," Winston nodded, turning to the soldiers, "At ease."

"Much better," the Doctor smiled, "You rang?"

Winston laughed and led them out of the room and through a corridor, the sounds of an air raid happening above them filtering down to them. The Doctor had somehow snatched Winston's cane from him, walking with it tucked under his one arm, his other around Evy.

"So you've changed your face, again," Winston remarked.

"Yeah, well, had a bit of work done," he shrugged, "Evy as well."

"Oh, she's like you then?" Winston glanced over at the pretty blonde, "Very nice."

"Got it, got it, got it!" Amy shouted, "Cabinet War Rooms, right?"

"The top secret War Office set up right under London," Evy nodded.

"You're late, by the way," Winston commented as a woman walked over to them with a clipboard and pen.

"Requisitions, sir," she said.

"Excellent," Winston went over the papers.

"Late?" the Doctor frowned.

"I rang you a month ago," Winston commented as he signed the papers.

"Really?" the Doctor frowned, "Sorry. Sorry, it's a Type 40 TARDIS. I'm just running her in."

Evy snorted. The Doctor had 'accidently' stopped by two time periods getting there, getting into all sorts of trouble on the way...well, he claimed they were accidents. He really needed to either let her pilot some times or at least let her show him how to properly fly the TARDIS. Perhaps that was why the box seemed to like her better, she didn't end up breaking the poor old girl half the time.

"Something the matter Breen?" Winston asked, handing the board back to the woman, "You look a little down in the dumps."

"No sir," she answered, hugging the clipboard, "Fine, sir."

"Action this day, Breen! Action this day!"

"Yes, sir," Breen nodded, forcing a smile, as she glanced at Amy and Evy before leaving.

"Excuse me, sir, got another formation coming in, Prime Minister," an officer called over, "Stukas, by the look of them."

"We shall go up top then, Group Captain!" Winston replied, "We'll give 'em what for! Coming, Doctor?"

"Why?" the Doctor asked.

Winston snatched back his cane, "I have something to show you and, I suppose, Miss Daniels as well."

"Just Evy," Evy smiled at the man, who nodded and turned to lead them off.

The Doctor turned to Evy, mouthing 'ooh' as Amy and Evy laughed. They followed him through the hall to the lift where Winston began puffing on his cigar, the Doctor waving the smoke away from him and Evy as Amy stood behind them.

"We stand at a crossroads, Doctor," Winston began, "Quite alone, with our backs to the wall. Invasion is expected daily. So I will grasp with both hands anything that will give us an advantage over the Nazi menace."

"Like what?" Evy asked, a bit on edge. Humans talking about last resorts and speaking with such desperation in their voices never led to anything good.

The lift stopped and Winston opened the gate, "Follow me."

They walked out onto a rooftop with sandbags lining the edge, a man in a white lab coat was watching the sky with binoculars.

"Wow!" Amy breathed, looking out onto the skyline of London, blimps and balloons tethered and waiting.

"Doctor, Evy, this is Professor Edwin Bracewell, head of our Ironsides Project," Winston introduced the man standing with the binoculars.

The Doctor just flashed him a 'V for Victory' sign.

"How d'you do?" Bracewell waved at them before resuming his vigil through the binoculars.

Evy looked out onto the sky to see a small line of German plans on the horizon, dropping bombs.

"Oh, Doctor...Evy, it's..." Amy shook her head.

"History in the making," Evy smiled at her stunned expression.

"Ready, Bracewell?" Winston called.

"Aye aye, sir," Bracewell gave a thumbs up, "On my order! Fire!"

From behind a sandbagged area, a laser shot out and fired at the German planes, destroying them instantly. Evy and the Doctor's smiles faded, Evy grabbing the Doctor's arm as her eyes widened, realizing what had made that beam.

"What was that?" Amy gasped.

"Nothing human," Evy swallowed, "That is not human technology."

"That sounded like..." the Doctor trailed, not wanting to even finish the thought, "Show us!" he shouted as he and Evy ran towards a ladder to the top deck, "Show us what that was!"

They climbed the ladder coming to stand by Bracewell, "Advance!" Bracewell ordered.

"Our new secret weapon!" Winston called as a Dalek trundled out from behind the sandbags, painted in army green, a utility belt around it with a small Union Flag under its eyestalk. Evy and the Doctor could only look on, horrified, Evy's grip on the Doctor tightening as her mind raced to the last time they'd fought the Daleks, what had nearly happened, what they'd both nearly lost, "What do you think? Quite something, eh?"

"What are you doing here?" the Doctor demanded, stepping right up to the Dalek, moving himself in front of Evy as though to protect her.

And for once, Evy remained partially behind him, she knew that this was the Doctor's way of ensuring that he'd know she was safe. If she put herself beside him, he wouldn't be protecting her anymore, and if the Dalek attacked, he'd get distracted. She wasn't about to risk that. Not now, not till they knew what the Dalek was doing there, how it survived, what it was planning...

"I am your soldier," the Dalek replied.

"What?" Evy shook her head, it made no sense.

"I am your soldier."

"Stop this," the Doctor ordered, "Stop now! You know who I am, who we are, you always know."

"Your identity is unknown."

"Perhaps I can clarify things here, this is one of my Ironsides," Bracewell stepped up.

"Your what?" Evy frowned.

Bracewell turned to the Dalek, "You will help the Allied cause in any way that you can?"

"Yes," the Dalek agreed.

"Until the Germans have been utterly smashed?"

"Yes."

"And what is your ultimate aim?"

"To win the war!"

~8~

The plans were all scattered out on the desk of Winston's office, diagrams, blueprints, photos, everything on how to build a Dalek.

"They're Daleks!" Evy tried telling Winston yet again, "They're called Daleks!"

"They are Bracewell's Ironsides!" the man shouted, "Look! Blueprints, statistics, field-tests, photographs. He invented them!"

"Invented them?" the Doctor scoffed, "Oh, no, no, no!"

"Yes! He approached one of our brass hats a few months ago. Fella's a genius."

"A Scottish genius, too," Amy grinned, looking at the plans and pictures.

Evy frowned, looking at her, how was she so calm when facing the thing that nearly destroyed the Earth two years ago?

Amy glanced at them, "Maybe you should listen to..."

"Shh!" the Doctor hissed, "He didn't invent them!"

"They are alien," Evy insisted.

"Alien?" Winston raised an eyebrow.

Evy grabbed the Doctor's arm as a Dalek glided past the doorway, both of them tensing until it continued on.

"And totally hostile!" the Doctor added in a hissed whisper, now aware that the Daleks could be listening in.

"Precisely," Winston pounded his fist onto his desk, "They will win me the war!" he tossed a propaganda poster with a large Dalek on it over to show them before storming out of the room.

"Why won't you listen?" Evy asked him as they followed him out of the room.

"Why call us in if you won't listen to us?" the Doctor agreed.

"When I rang you a month ago, I must admit, I had my doubts," Winston began, "The Ironsides seemed too good to be true."

"Yes! Right! So destroy them! Exterminate them!"

"But imagine what I could do with a hundred! A thousand!"

"That's not something we need to imagine," Evy told him seriously, "We lived it. We saw it! We know exactly what they are capable of, what they can do!"

"Amy tell him," the Doctor turned to her.

"Tell him what?" Amy frowned.

"About the Daleks!"

"What would I know about the Daleks?"

"Everything. They invaded your world, remember? Planets in the sky, you don't forget that!"

"Amy..." Evy began, eyeing her carefully, "You do remember the Daleks...don't you?"

"Nope, sorry," she shook her head.

The Doctor gaped at her, "That's not possible."

Amy just shrugged and continued on, following Winston into the Map Room.

"How does she not remember?" Evy breathed.

"I have no idea," the Doctor shook his head before taking Evy's hand, "But that will have to wait till we sort through this."

Evy nodded and they stepped into the Map Room as well to see a small group manning the radios and moving figures on the map as required.

"And 6...2357, over!" Breen called, "2357, over!"

A Dalek glided past them as they walked over to Amy, "They have to be up to something," Evy commented, eyeing the Dalek warily.

"But what is it?" the Doctor asked, "What are they after?"

Amy rolled her eyes at them, "Well, let's just ask, shall we?"

She strode right over to it, ignoring the Doctor's calls of, "Amy...Amelia!"

She tapped it on its casing and it swiveled to focus its eyestalk on her. Evy tensed.

"Can I be of assistance?" the Dalek asked.

"Oh," she nodded, "Yes. Yes! See, my friends reckon you're dangerous. That you're an alien. Is it true?"

"I am your soldier."

"Yeah. Got that bit. Love a squaddie. What else, though?"

"Please excuse me," the Dalek swiveled and continued on its way, "I have duties to perform."

The Doctor waited till it was out of the room before striding over to Winston, pulling the cigar from his mouth, "Winston, Winston, please..."

"We are waging total war, Doctor!" Winston exclaimed, "Day after day, the Luftwaffe pound this great city like an iron fist."

"And when the Daleks get started you'll think the Luftwaffe were using pillows and not fists!" Evy remarked.

"Men, women, and children slaughtered. Families torn apart. Wren's churches in flames."

"Yeah?" the Doctor scoffed, "Try the Earth in flames!"

"And it will fall to flames," Evy agreed, "Our planet was destroyed because of them!"

"I weep for my country, I weep for my empire," Winston ignored her, moving around the table, "It is breaking my heart."

"But you're resisting, Winston!" the Doctor followed him along with Evy, "The whole world knows you're resisting! You're a beacon of hope."

"But for how long? Millions of innocent lives will be saved if I use these Ironsides now!"

"And billions of innocent lives will be destroyed if you use the Daleks!" Evy countered. Why wouldn't the man believe them? Was he that blinded by his need to win at any cost that he would resort to using Daleks? To ignoring their counsel?

"Can I be of assistance?" a Dalek stepped forward.

"Shut it!" Evy shouted at it, the Dalek acutally backing off some.

"Listen to us," the Doctor turned back to Winston, "Just listen! The Daleks have no conscience, no mercy, no pity. They are our oldest and deadliest enemy. You cannot trust them!"

"If Hitler invaded hell, I would give a favorable reference to the Devil!" Winston snapped, "These machines are our salvation!" a siren sounded and Winston sighed, "Oh, the all-clear. We are safe. For now."

He turned and left, leaving the Doctor and Evy to stare at the Dalek before it too turned and left the room.

"It's the all-clear," Amy walked over to them, eyeing them with concern, "Are you ok?"

The Doctor twisted an officer's cap in his hands, "What does hate look like, Amy?"

"Hate?"

"Just like a Dalek," Evy answered.

"And we're going to prove it," the Doctor tossed the cap up before putting it on the desk and taking Evy's hand as he left the room as well, heading straight for the lab that created the damned Daleks here on Earth. This was like Lumis and the Cybermen all over again, how many more of their enemies would the humans create versions of on their own?

They stood in the doorway, watching as the man from before, Bracewell, worked at his desk, a few technicians working nearby. A Dalek glided up to him, "Would you care for some tea?"

"That would be very nice," Bracewell glanced at it, "Thank you."

That was enough watching for them. The Doctor strode through the door, immediately starting to check things out with Evy as Amy looked around at all the equipment.

"Alright, Prof!" the Doctor turned to him, "The PM's been filling us in. Amazing things, these Ironsides of yours. Amazing. You must be very proud of them."

"Just doing my bit," Bracewell said modestly.

Amy picked up a scanner, "Not bad for a Paisley boy."

Evy picked up a file and sat down on a chair, the Doctor standing beside her, his eyes still on the professor.

"Yes, I thought I detected a familiar cadence, my dear," Bracewell smiled at Amy.

"How did you come up with the idea for these...Ironsides?" Evy glanced up.

"How does the muse of invention come to anyone?"

'So he has no idea then,' Evy remarked silently to the Doctor.

"But you get a lot of these clever notions, do you?" the Doctor asked, eyeing him.

"Well, ideas just seem to teem from my head!" Bracewell smiled, "Wonderful things! Like...let me show you," Evy stood and walked over with the Doctor to where Bracewell had a few files lying about, "Some musings on the potential of hypersonic flight. Gravity bubbles that could sustain life outside of the terrestrial atmosphere! Came to me in the bath!"

"And these are your ideas or theirs?" Evy asked, this was all far beyond the imagination for ANYONE of that time period to even begin to imagine let alone prove.

"No, no, no, no," Bracewell shook his head, "These robots are entirely under my control. They are..." a Dalek brought him his tea, "Thank you...the perfect servant and the perfect warrior."

"We don't know what you're up to, Professor," the Doctor glared at him, "But whatever they've promised, you cannot trust them! Call them what you like, the Daleks are death!"

"Yes, Doctor," Winston called, entering the room, followed by yet another Dalek, "Death to our enemies! Death to the forces of darkness, and death to the Third Reich!"

"Yes, Winston," Evy glared at the man, his pride would be the end of the Earth, "And death to everyone and everything else too!"

"Would you care for some tea?" a Dalek wheeled up to them, a tray balanced on its sucker arm.

The Doctor knocked the tray to the ground, "Stop this! What are you doing here? What do you want?"

"We seek only to help you."

"To help do what?" Evy asked.

"To win the war."

"Really?" the Doctor scoffed.

"Which war then?" Evy continued.

"I do not understand," the Dalek replied.

"This war, against the Nazis?" the Doctor explained, "Or your war? The war against the rest of the Universe? The war against all life-forms that are not Dalek?"

"I do not understand. I am your soldier."

"Oh, yeah?" he nearly sneered, turning to pick up a giant spanner, "Ok. Ok, soldier, defend yourself!" he started banning the spanner against the Dalek.

"Doctor, what the devil..." Winston demanded.

"You do not require tea?" the Dalek asked.

The Doctor's reply was another strike.

"Stop it!" Bracewell shouted, "Prime Minister, please!"

"Doctor, please, these machines are precious," Winston called.

"Come on!" the Doctor shouted, "Fight back! You want to, don't you? You know you do!"

"I must protest!" Bracewell called.

"What are you waiting for? You hate me. You hate us. You want to kill me. Well, go on! Kill me. Kill me!"

He went to hit it again when Evy pulled him back, this was becoming far too much like facing the Daleks in Hooverville.

"Please desist from striking me," the Dalek requested, "I am your soldier."

"You are our enemy!" he shouted, punctuating the words with hits before stumbling back, "And we are yours! You are everything we despise! The worst thing in all creation. We've defeated you time and time again, we've defeated you. I sent you back into the Void! Evy saved the whole of reality from you!" his face darkened as he whacked the Dalek again, "I nearly lost my Link forever because of you!"

Evy pulled him back once more, the Doctor was getting more and more worked up and yet the Dalek wasn't attacking or defending itself. It's prime mission was survival of the species, the only reason why it wouldn't attack would be if that very survival depended on the attacker, "Doctor wait…"

He breathed hard, glaring at it, "I am the Doctor! She is Evy! And you are the Daleks!"

With one fearsome kick he sent the Dalek rolling backwards, clear across the room.

"Correct," the Dalek stated, "Review testimony."

The Doctor's voice filled the room, 'I am the Doctor! She is Evy! And you are the Daleks!'

"Testimony?" he shook his head, "What are you talking about, 'testimony?'"

"Transmitting testimony now," a second Dalek stated.

"Transmit what, where?"

"That's what they wanted all along…" Evy breathed, her eyes wide, "They wanted you to say they were Daleks!"

"Why?" he looked at her.

"I don't know," she shook her head, watching the Daleks helplessly.

"Testimony accepted!" the second Dalek announced.

"Get back! All of you! Quickly!"

"Marines!" Winston called, "Marines! Get in here!"

Two marines entered the room and one of the Daleks killed them both in an instant.

"Stop it!" Bracewell shouted, "Stop it, please! What are you doing? You are my Ironsides!"

"We are the Daleks!" the first Dalek exclaimed.

"But I created you!"

"No," the Dalek shot Bracewell's hand, revealing a stump of wires and metal, "We created you!"

"Victory!" the Daleks shouted at once, "Victory! Victory!"

And then they disappeared, teleporting out.

"What just happened?" Amy asked, looking between Evy and the Doctor.

"We wanted to know what they wanted, what their plan was," the Doctor breathed, "I was their plan!"

He ran out of the room with Evy, Amy following along, "Hey!"

They ran over to the TARDIS, "'Testimony accepted!'" the Doctor muttered to himself, "That's what they said! My testimony."

"Don't beat yourself up," Amy said, catching up, "You were right," Evy quickly ran a finger along the lock of the TARDIS doors, unlocking them, "What do we do? Is this what we do now? Chase after them?"

"This is what we do," the Doctor shook his head at her, "It's dangerous, so wait here."

"What, so you mean I've got to stay safe down here in the middle of the London Blitz?" Amy demanded as Winston walked up.

"Safe as it gets around us," the Doctor told her, heading into the TARDIS.

"Trust us Amy, the Blitz is nothing compared to the Daleks at war," Evy told her serious. She headed into the TARDIS, only to pop out a moment later, "Keep an eye on the professor yeah?"

And then the door shut and the TARDIS was gone...

"Have you got it?" Evy called, running up to the console and over to the Doctor's side where he had brought up the Dalek ship on the monitor.

"Bingo!" he called.

They ran around, putting in the coordinates, and all too soon they were on the Dalek ship. They half ran out of the doors to see three Daleks swivel to face them.

"How about that cuppa now, then?" the Doctor asked, grinning, as he rubbed his hands together.

"It is the Doctor and his Link!" a Dalek shouted, "Exterminate!"

A/N: So...I got a PM a few weeks ago with an interesting question, what would the theme music for Evy (and the Professor) be? I hadn't thought of that but I spent weeks going through my iTunes, deciding between lyric songs or trailer music, sorting through them and picking songs that sounded like they could fit with DW, then dividing them between Evy and the Professor and their three incarnations, and then finally picking that one song that fit with what incarnation. I've finally got it, after listening to over 1,000 songs...

9th Professor - Rising from the Ashes by Audiomachine
10th Professor - Lachrimae by Audiomachine
11th Professor - Evolution by Audiomachine

9th Evy - Love and Loss by Two Steps From Hell
10th Evy - Heart of Courage by Two Steps From Hell
11th Evy - Magika by Two Steps From Hell

It was a complete accident that each character ended up with songs from only one source (Audiomachine or Two Steps From Hell), I guess it just fit with the style. All these songs should be on youtube somewhere if you want to listen. I hope you enjoy!

Next chapter...what does Evy think of the Doctor's Jammie Dodger plan? Will there be a clever code name for both the Doctor and Evy? Will Evy have a hand in saving Bracewell?