Chapter 7
"How can he be our son? He was taken...away!" He looked at Bradley and pulled out a pair of stethoscopes. He pressed it to Bradley's chest and listened. Two hearts beats. He was shocked.
"He is, he's our son." Hannah nodded.
"When I saw the Cyberman, I spoke in Galifreyan not English. You understood what I said Bradley. You are a Time Lord." She smiled.
There was a sudden crash and the sound of metal footsteps. "Quick Cybermen" shouted Bradley. Hannah looked at the Doctor. "Take Bradley and get to safety, I'll destract them. Now go. Don't argue with me just go." She said. The Doctor gave her a quick kiss, before pulling Bradley with him, out of a nearby door.
Bradley was reluctant to leave. He had only just discovered that Hannah was his mother. He did as he was told and kept with the Doctor, his father. They ran across the school, looking for somewhere safe to hide. But what they didn't know was that they were running into danger.
In the science classroom, Hannah was trapped. There was no escape. One Cyberman she could handle, but three, almost impossible. She needed to make a distraction and fast. She pointed an arm at a gas pipe. "You let me go, or we'll all go up. BOOM!" She shouted. The Cybermen cocked their heads to one side. "You wouldn't sacrifice yourself. You are to weak." Said the closest Cyberman.
"You may have killed my daughter, but I am not afraid to kill you. Even if it kills me, you will die." She said. A Cyberman raised an arm, pointed it at Hannah and fired. At that same moment, she also fired.
The science classroom exploded. No one could have survived that. Shockwaves traveled through the ground knocking Bradley and the Doctor to the ground. "What the hell was that?" Shouted Bradley. The Doctor pulled himself up and turned to where the blast had come from. He could see a large plume of smoke and not much else. A fire alarm sounded, but the Doctor just stood. Bradley picked himself up and stood at his side.
Students ran out of nearby classrooms, wondering what on earth had happened, before rushing to their fire assembly points. Teachers slowly marched out in an orderly fashion, to their meeting point.
Bradley looked at the Doctor. Helplessness and worry was written in every young line of his ancient face. He wondered and hoped, that Hannah was still alive. He looked at the glowing smoke. There was movement. He could see a silloet of person, dragging themself along the ground. The Doctor suddenly realised who it was ans sprinted towards them.