Hey guyssss, I have exams so updates might be a bit slower from now on, I hope to update every couple of days though :) I hope ye're still enjoying the story! Here's chapter ten;;)
"Where... Where do we start looking?" Clara wheezed, slightly out of breath from all the running. The Doctor seemed unaffected and continued dragging her along down the thankfully deserted corridors.
"Should be this way!" He assured her, pulling her around a corner. He stopped suddenly, causing the unsuspecting Clara to crash into him. She let out a small exclamation of surprise but the Doctor hushed her quickly.
They had stepped out into a seemingly desolate, dimly lit corridor. The Doctor slowed his pace, casting a suspicious glance around them. Clara looked up at him questioningly.
"He's nearby, I can feel it," The Doctor muttered ominously as they walked at an agonisingly slow pace down the deserted hallway. Clara frowned, looking around for any signs of the other Doctor.
"I don't see any-"
"Oh!" The Doctor exclaimed, cutting Clara off and slapping his hands to his pockets as he searched for something frantically. He grinned as he retrieved his sonic screwdriver and pointed it at the empty nothingness in front of them, aiming upwards. "Shimmer!"
With a small buzz of the sonic screwdriver, Clara watched with wide eyes as the corridor in front of them blurred slightly, coming into focus again. Clara blinked in surprise. Instead of the empty corridor, there was what looked to be a large metal box suspended in the air above them just a few meters ahead. The box was a perfect, equal square, dark grungy grey in colour so that it almost blended in with the dimly lit hallway. Intricate designs decorated the walls haphazardly, and clara din't fail to notice that there was no door.
"What the..." Clara trailled off, gaping at the metal prison in shock.
"Quite advanced technology for Sontarans," The Doctor frowned suspiciously. "Not to worry though, we've found him now!"
Clara was about to ask who they had found as she didn't see anyone, when a scuffling sound was heard from the box above them. Clara craned her neck to see a small, square window slide back in the side of the box facing them. A slight sheen reflected off the strong glass covering what looked to be the only exit. A head poked up to stare out at them with an expression on his face that appeared just a surprised as Clara felt.
"You and you!" The Doctor's Eleventh self yelped in shock and confusion.
"Aha!" The second Doctor exclaimed happily, clasping his hands together in front of him. "What are you doing up there, old chap?"
"Oh just having a kip," Eleven glared sarcastically. "Waiting for you to get me out of course! Took you long enough!"
"Well, while you've been sitting up there doing nothing, we've actually been busy!"
"Sitting up here doing nothing?! Now look here-"
"Stop it, both of you!" Clara ordered, struggling not to laugh. "If the Sontarans find us, we'll all be stuck in that box."
"You didn't object to being stuck in a box before," The Doctor beside her pouted, a smile playing around his lips. Clara gave him a playful shove at the refrence to the Tardis and stood on her tip toes to get a better view of the situation.
"How do we get him out?" She asked worriedly.
"Oh, I don't know. Chinny has a plan, don't you, Chinny?"
"Just get me out of here!" Chin Boy yelled, smushing his face up against the window unattractively in his eagerness to escape. Clara giggled at the sight.
"Can't we just smash the window?" Clara asked with a shrug. "You don't happen to have a hammer in your pocket, do you?"
"A hammer," The Doctor scoffed, taking out his recorder and bringing it to his lips. "Now, that would be ridiculous."
Clara shook her head with a small chuckle as Twinkle Twinkle Little Star filled the dark hallway.
"And anway," The Doctor paused in his song and gave her a knowledgable look. "That glass is special designed so that it can't be broken on impact."
"Come on," Eleven moaned in exasperation. "I've been stuck up here ages!"
"Well," The Doctor's second incarnation held his fingers to his lips thoughtfully. "I suppose we could go about it the long, safe way, but that would be boring..."
"Doctor..." Clara began warningly but the Time Lord's face had already lit up into a mischievious smile. Clara was certain that this indictated doing things the safe way was not an option anymore.
"Would you mind standing back from that window?" The Doctor called up to his future self who scowled at him.
"Yes."
"Didn't think you would," The Doctor smiled brightly, aiming his sonic screwdriver at the window and upping the frequency setting. Clara covered her ears as a high pitched noise began to emit from the device and watched the Eleventh Doctor jumped back as the window began to crack. It shattered with a huge crash, Clara and the Doctor jumping back to prevent getting rained upon by the broken shards.
"Specially made glass that can only be broken from the outside. I must say I wasn't sure if that would work," The Doctor smiled proudly, putting his screwdriver back into his pocket as if nothing had happened. "Well go on then, out you come!"
Eleven's head appeared again cautiously, eyes wide. "Yes," He muttered quietly. "I always was a bit mad."
"I beg your pardon?!"
"You expect me to climb out of here?" The Doctor ignored his former self's indignant comment as he peered over the edge.
"You're quite a skinny fellow, you'll manage it! Come along, stop wasting time."
The Doctor huffed in annoyance and heaved himself through the small opening, which was only just large enough for his entire form to fit through bit by bit. He tumbled over the edge and slid down the side of the box to the ground. He hopped up, look disheveled as he fixed his bowtie and sniffed. His hair was a mess and his clothes were tattered, but he was all in one piece.
"See, that wasn't so hard was it?" Clara laughed, hugging the Doctor as she realised how much she'd missed him. "Long time no see, Chin Boy."
"Oh, Clara you don't know how relieved I am to see you!" The Doctor pulled back from the hug, running a hand through his hair and letting out a sigh. He stumbled over to his former self and leaned on the smaller Time Lord for support, his gangly legs tripping him up. "Stuck in there for ages, I was!"
"Only because you were too thick to find a way out," The second Doctor gave a half hearted attempt to shrug his future self off.
"As if you'd have done any better!"
"I think I just did!" The Doctor pointed up at the metal prison. "I just got you out of there!"
"What did I say about fighting," Clara scolded as if she was talking to children. In a way, she was. Both Doctor's acted childish the majority of the time. She rolled her eyes.
"Come along then," Two stated gruffly, beginning back down the corridor.
"Let's follow the small fellow then," Eleven teased lightly, bounding after him, his usual cheer restored.
"Small?!" The Doctor squeaked indignantly. "I am not small!"
"Yes you are."
"Tell that to your non-esistant eyebrows!"
The Doctor huffed in annoyance, throwing a hand up to cover his eyebrows self conciously.
"You two are just like children!" Clara laughed, taking the second Doctor's hand as they quickened their pace down the corridor.
"This way!" Eleven tugged on his former self's sleeve and led them around the next corner. They came to a halt in front of a bland, nondescript door. The Doctor puffed out his chest proudly. "Back entrance to the Sontarans main control room. Being kept captive here has it's perks."
"Well done, Chinny," The Doctor grinned, patting his future self on the shoulder. "I knew I was good for something."
Clara rolled her eyes, glad at least that they weren't fighting anymore.
"Okay, you go in first," The Doctor gave his shorter self a small push in the direction of the door.
"Me? Why me!"
"Well someone has to!"
The second incarnation of the Doctor took a coin from his pockets and held it in his hand. "We'll toss on it. Heads or tails?"
"Hea-"
"Oh, for God sake!" Clara groaned, pushing past the two Doctor's and throwing the door open herself. "Oh," She bit her lip and stopped in her tracks at the numerous guns that were now pointed straight at her.
The second Doctor jumped in front of her quickly, shielding her from the Sontarans. Eleven came to stand by his side.
"It's alright," The Chin Boy Doctor began to walk towards the Sontarans, giving them a wave and a cheery smile. "We come in peace!"
"No, we don't!" Two hissed at him, grabbing his sleeve and pulling him back.
"Oh yeah."
"How did he get out?" One Sontaran boomed, striding up to where they were standing.
"It doesnt matter how he got out," Another growled. "The two of them are here now, let's get on with this!"
The second Doctor winked at his future self who gave a light smirk and inclined his head, an exchange Clara could have easily missed had she not been paying attention. She had no idea what they were up to, but she was glad they were finally agreeing on something. He began to stride casually over to the machine, Clara following him slowly, eyes on the Sontarans who were currently being distracted by the Doctor's eleventh form.
"Stand there, Clara and don't look suspicious," The Doctor whispered hurriedly, crouching down beside the machine and beginning to mess with the wires.
"What are you doing?" Clara hissed, standing in front of him with her arms folded as nonchalantly as she could manage so as not to draw unwanted attention to themselves.
"Something clever."
"Which of you has the cyber talisman?" The Sontaran demanded to know. "Is it you, escapee?"
"I'm terribly sorry but I don't think I know what you're talking about," The eleventh Doctor shifted from foot to foot, hands clasped behind his back. "If it's something you've lost I always find that behind the couch is a good place to look, you'd be surprised how ma-"
"Enough!" The Sontaran roared, ramming a long staff down on the ground in aggitation. "I have had enough of this! If you will not give us the talisman we will take it by force!"
"Oh, sorry, did you mean this?" Clara's Doctor hopped up from beside the machine and bounded into full view of the Sontarans. He waved the two halves of the metal plate up in the air with a grin. "Here, catch, Chinny!"
He tossed one half of the metal fragments to his other self, who thankfully caught it. Clara let out a breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding. Putting so much faith in the Doctor's coordination skills was not a good idea and she was grateful it had paid off.
"Ah, brilliant!" The Doctor exclaimed, examining the jagged metal in his hands. "Always wanted one of these."
"Yes, well I'll buy you another when this is over," Two joked, taking out his sonic screwdriver and motioning for Clara to stand behind him.
"What do you mean?" The Sontaran demanded. "Seize them, before they do something foolish! We have twice the stupidity with these two."
"Oh, no no no, you're going to want to see this first," The second Doctor grinned mischieviously, holding up his piece of talisman.
"Oh, you're gunna love this!" Eleven beamed as Two flicked a switch on the machine and the two Time Lord's aimed their twin sonic screwdrivers at it simutaneously.
"First, we harness the Time Lord technology from the machine," Eleven yelled, a grin spreading across his face. "You know, that bit that makes things bigger on the inside."
Clara ducked out of a way, a smile forming on her face as she watched things begin to fall into place.
"Then comes the fun part," Two grinned, the two Doctor's throwing each part of the talisman up into the air at the same time from either sides of the room. The two fragments of jagged metal hurtled through the air towards each other as the Doctor's each aimed their sonic screwdrivers at them simutaneously.
A beam of jagged purple light shot out of each sonic screwdriver, hitting the two metal pieces.
"We reverse the polarity to make each smaller on the inside, so that the technology inside each piece contracts," Two explained with a yell. Clara resisted the urge to cover her ears to block out the unearthly buzzing sound coming from the screwdrivers.
"Then we up the frequency..." Eleven continued, tongue poking out from between his teeth in concentration.
"Two Doctor's mean two sonic screwdrivers. And two sonic screwdrivers means double the power of the frequency range..."
"So that the technology inside each piece of the talisman contracts so much that it disappears altogether..."
"Rendering it useless!" Two finished with a beam, the two Doctor's each lowering their sonic devices at the same time. The two pieces of talisman clattered to the ground as the Sontarans let out an outraged cry. Clara let out a whoop of victory at the Sontarans failure.
The second Doctor twirled his sonic screwdriver in his hands. "No cyber talisman, no medium for the regeneration energy to pass through."
"Sontarans lose!" Eleven shouted, moving to stand beside his former self and giving him an affectionate pat on the head. The smaller Time Lord gave a nod and a proud smile to his beaming future self.
"I think we did quite well there, Chinny, don't you think?"
"Yes, yes, well done, I'm proud of me and me."
"No!" The Sontaran that Clara guessed to be Commander Stor rushed at them, staff raised, his eyes flashing with anger at his foiled plans.
"Yes," The Doctor's chorused.
"I still have the capsule," Stor roared in rage. "Even if I can't direct the regeneration energy to my army, I can still take it from you!"
Clara realised that all attention was being directed towards the two Doctors, not her. She gritted her teeth in determination, hoping she wasn't being stupid and realising she didn't care anyway. Being the lady that she was, she rushed up behind Stor and jumped onto his back and gave the vent at the back of his neck a sharp jab. The Sontaran let out a groan and Clara began to slide off his back, losing her grip. Without thinking she told hold of the chain and yanked it hard, ripping it from Stor's neck. She scampered away quickly, capsule in hand.
"Oops, guess you can't now," She grinned, brushing her hair out of her face as she panted slightly with the sudden exertion and tossed the capsule to one of the Doctor's who caught it and stuff it inside his jacket with a grin.
"Well done, Clara," The second Doctor rushed to her side and gave her hand a squeeze with a wink. "I knew I kept you for something."
"Oi!" Clara punched him on the arm at the playful joke. She jumped in fright as commander Stor stood from his position on the ground.
"I obviously didn't hit him hard enough," Clara spoke through gritted teeth, beginning to back away. She was sure she wasn't one of Stor's favourite people at that current moment. Several Sontarans rushed over to assist their leader but he pushed them back, despite the pain he was in.
"I do not require assistance!" He snarled, standing to his feet and facing his three enemies.
Clara felt something move slightly in her pocket and stuffed a hand inside quickly, her fingers curling around the warm metal of her Tardis key which she guessed was glowing bright gold. She grinned as the sound of the Tardis materialising filled the room.
"No! You do not win this time, Doctors!" Stor raised a three fingered hand and pointed it at them accusingly. "You may think we have lost, but we never lose!"
"Get to the Tardis, Clara," The Doctor urged her, pushing her in the direction of the ship.
"I'm not leaving you," She stated in her best don't-mess-with-me tone, tightening her hold on his hand as he relented with a worried frown.
"Our army is strong without you! We can still win, and we will prove that!" Stor roared. "By waging war on Gallifrey! As of now, the greatest war yet will start! We will destroy your planet and all it's people and there is nothing you can do to stop us!"
Clara felt her stomach turn sickeningly at Stor's harsh words. She looked up at the Doctors to see horror etched on both their faces.
"Permission to kill them, Sir," One helmet-clad Sontaran questioned flatly.
"No," Stor gave a sickening grin. "I want the Doctor and his companion to watch his planet die!"
The Doctor pushed Clara to the open doors of the Tardis and she stumbled inside.
"You can run, Doctor! But you cannot hide from the truth! It is too late to stop us!"
The two Doctor's wordlessly entered the Tardis after Clara, slamming the doors behind them at Stor's last battle cry.
"Gallifrey falls! Sontar-Ha!"
Ooooooh a cliffie :D Hope you liked that one, can't wait to write the next chapter :D Hopefully have it posted tomorrow :) Review to let me know what you think, and any constructive criticism is more than welcome!