Chapter Twenty-Six (Ditzy`s Point of View)

The Doctor ran to the other side of this... room, and left me alone to fend for myself. Did he know this was going to happen, is that why he made me my own screwdriver? Or maybe he just thought it would be a good idea?

I still have no idea how to use it and what it can and cannot do!

These "Cybermen" were scaring me every time I heard their footsteps march closer... and closer... and even closer -

"-Ditzy, shoot at them, you need to fight!" The Doctor screamed.

I lifted the screwdriver, took aim quickly, and shot about fifteen times. Three of them went down.

There seemed to be millions!

Lasers and balls of energy shot past me left and right. One landed a few centimeters away from me and it knocked me backwards into the wall. The Doctor watched in horror and I saw an internal battle wage from inside his eyes.

"I surrender!" He screamed.

The laser-war stopped.

"Yeah, you hear that? The Doctor is surrendering!" His smile faded.

"Huh?" I groaned. "What`re you doing...?"

He walked over to me. "Go along with it," He whispers.

I nodded in response.

"It`s like one against one-thousand!" He exclaimed. "I have no chance!"

"What about the girl?" One asked.

"Yes... what about the girl?" He then gasped. "That`s it!"

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"The girl is what you should be asking yourselves." He drawled on. "You have no emotions, am I correct?"

"Emotions are unnecessary." A Cybermen with black handles responded for the group.

"Why are they so unnecessary, anyway? Is it because if you`re brain woke up from this blasted hibernation you`ve put it under, it will realize it`s trapped? Will it remember exactly who it really is?" His mad smile grew.

That`s my Doctor, I thought to myself, Using words instead of violence, although we already kind of got violent...

"Will the brain remember who it WAS, before you lot trapped it in a circular head to be enslaved forever? And when it remembers who it was, will it remember everyone it met?"

He leaned in closer to me. "Act dead," He whispered.

None of the Cybermen answered, and the Doctor knew he was getting somewhere. I remained still on the floor, my eyes shut, my breathing delayed. I could only listen to what they were saying.

"All of your friends, your parents, you brothers, your sisters, your dates, your best days, your worst days, your memories! You are saying they aren`t important?! Come on, everyone has had at least HALF of those! Why are they not important?!"

"If Cybermen want to remain superior and alive we shouldn`t have emotions taking their toll on us. We have no need for them, so they are taken out. We shut them out. We can`t feel, and that is why we are still here."

"You know what, you`re wrong, completely wrong!" The Doctor sounded like he was getting frustrated. "I`ve had 28 different companions, but with Ditzy here it`s 29! I`ve befriended them all! And you know what they helped me not to do? I would have been long gone already, committing suicides left and right and being stupid when it involved my life, using up all of my regenerations because I couldn`t stand the solitude and I didn`t care what would`ve happened!

"I`ve seen so many fall it`d make a five hour documentary! And I know I will see many more! I`ve even been there to see some of my OWN! Yes, that`s right, I`ve watched myself die! How do you think that makes me feel, huh? How do I feel? Obviously not bad enough, since I am STILL, HERE!" He had to stop because his voice cracked.

I wanted to be there for him. He was probably crying, and I was just sitting here, acting dead. But I can`t give up my cover, not yet.

The Cybermen stood still for a second before regaining their senses. "You will be upgraded!" They began their march towards the Doctor.

"What about the girl?" One asked.

"Already dead – won`t do much good. We leave her for now."

I slightly opened my eyes and saw them taking the Doctor away. For a split second I met his tearful eyes and he frowned.

He didn`t have a plan.

But lucky for him, his assistant did.

Once the Cybermen were gone, I slowly inched towards the direction they were going. I could hear him talking, something fast and maniacal he once said Albert Einstein wouldn`t comprehend (but I still don`t know who Albert is!).

I walked slowly up the steps, making sure my sonic screwdriver was safe inside my grasp. The zapping, soft but dominant, rang in my ears the closer I got like a nonstop burst of static.

"...but if you don`t believe me, I can totally try for you. I mean, it`s awesome! Fantastic if I might say so myself! Well, my other self..." The Doctor`s voice trailed on.

That`s my Doctor, I thought to myself, always talking to get himself out of trouble.

He was pushed into a casing. I was a floor down.

Author`s Note:

It`s Friday; know what that means?

TWO CHAPTERS! YAYYYY! (I guess.)