Daleks in Manhattan Part 3

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Tallulah. Spelt with 3 L's and an H. Was a stunning young 1930's backstage actress. Her golden curls held out of her face by two pink studded clips in her hair. Perfect makeup and beautifully embroiled cloths with jewels and expensive material. She held a thick American accent and at this point in time was holding a gun towards the Doctor and his friends as she sat in front of the mirror in her dressing room.

Cloths and Make up was sprawled across the room. A mirror surrounded by lights were the key feature in the room while the material of different items of clothing were either hanging up in the wardrobe to her right in the corner or lying gracefully on the chair that was homed across the back wall. Tallulah at this moment was resting her delicate elbows on the dressing table top, her left hand holding the gun in front slightly, and her finger tips of her other hand was resting on the pick collar on her dress.

"Lazlo's my boyfriend, or was my boyfriend until two weeks ago" She stated, looking back at her reflection and then back towards the Doctor who was standing in front of Martha and Solomon, in fear of them getting hurt. The pressure in his head had lessened slightly and it was easier for him to think.

"No letter, no good-bye, no nothin'..." She continued, this time moving her body so she faced the Doctor and his friends. Her left arm resting on the back of her chair, her dangles clinking together on her wrist. The Gun waving around slightly as it continued to point towards the Doctor and other items in her line of sight. "And I'm not stupid. I know some guys are just pigs bit not my Lazlo" She said again. This time pointing the gun towards her head. She leant forward in her chair as she tried to strengthen her point and make the Doctor believe her. Her legs crossed. The Doctor was still at the front of his group. His body angled so Martha could get a better look. The Doctor's hair was in disarray as the water from the sewers had affected it, it now pointing in every direction. His Left hand held out while the other was protectively shielding Martha, who was leaning forward slightly her eyes wide as she looked at the young women in front of her. Solomon was clear in view. His legs spread apart as he held a strong stance. His left hand holding his collar while his other hand was tucked tightly into his jacket. One of his eyebrows raised like Commander Spock did in Star Trek. The Doctor had his eyebrows furrowed while his mouth was open as he concentrated on the gun, his eyes never leaving it.

"I mean, what kinda guy asks you to meet his mother before he vamooses?" Tallulah asked still waving the gun around the four walls of her dressing room which was littered with pictures of previous productions.

"It might, might just help if you put that down" The Doctor stated to her, finally pointing his left outstretched hand towards the gun. His mouth moving wide as he spoke, his eyebrows moving from there frowned position to slightly rising on his forehead, his eyes wide as he cocked his head towards the seat next to Tallulah.

"Hunh?" Tallulah stated. Her big red lips were hanging open. Realisation suddenly came over her features as she looked down at the gun she had held in her hand. She nodded her head back and rolled her eyes while once again waving her hands around "Oh Sure" she muttered while chucking to towards a clothes chair. The Doctor suddenly moved aside towards the frame of the doorway, protecting Martha from the gun. Solomon was still standing like he was earlier, but this time his was ducked slightly, his head shielded slightly from Tallulah.

"Oh, c'mon it's not real" Tallulah smiled, her arms moving in the air as she had joked with them. "It's not real. It's just a prop, it was either that or a spear" She joked, a smile on her lips before she turned her attention back to her mirror. Her elbows once again resting on her table top. Martha moved herself around the Doctors form standing in front of his angled chest, a frown on her face as she came to talk to the lady.

"What do you think happened to Lazlo? Martha asked from the doorway. Tallulah had something in her hand and was touching up on her eye make up as she looking into her huge mirror.

"I wish I knew" She stated, still looking in the mirror but she had stopped touching up her eyes. "One minute he's there, the next zip- vanished" She stated. During the last part she threw the cotton bud to the table and waved her hand to show her palms and ten fingers as she turned back around and spoke to them. The Doctor brought in a huge lungful of air, a frown on his face once again and slowly took a few steps in the room while talking to her.

"Listen, ah- what's your name?" He asked, looking down at the floor and then up to her, his brows still in a frown.

"Tallulah" She said up to him

"Tallulah" He said looking up to the wall slightly as he got comfortable in his spot

"3 L's and an H" She said up to him again

"Right" The Doctor muttered before changing the subject and spoke to her, his attention focused purely on what she had to say. "Um, we can try to find Lazlo" He said to her, him looking down at her through his messy hair. Martha wanted nothing more than run her hands in that thick mob of hair he held on his head, but she had to hold back. She had to keep unattached, because she knew the Doctor didn't feel the same way. "But he's not the only one. There are other people disappearing every night" the Doctor finished.

"And there are creatures. Such creatures." Solomon said to her. He pulled his coat closer to him and looked away slightly. Martha had turned around to focus on what he had to say. He turned away once again and then looked down the corridor as If to remove the trail of thought he was holding. Tallulah was looking up at the Doctor with one of her eyebrows raised and her top lip slightly agar while one side of it was raised.

"Whaddaya mean "creatures"?" She stated in her thick accent, her moving her form to look over at Solomon, her shoulders rising as she tried to get her answer she wanted. But the Doctor had placed his hands into his pockets, his torso leaning slightly forward as he talked to the women who was sitting down, his eyebrows once again raised.

"Look. Listen, just trust me." he said down to her. His head nodding every now and then. "Everyone is in danger." He stated before pulling his hands from his pockets. He grabbed hold of the lapel of his jacket and guided his hand in to his right pocket which was present on his sides. "I need to find out exactly what this is" he said to her as he removed the green blob from his pocket. Tallulah suddenly flinched back from the Time Lord. Her hands that were holding the chair and the table side helping her to support herself. "Because then I'll know exactly what we're fighting."

"Yech!" Tallulah stated. Still leaning away from the Doctor her eyebrows raised as the Doctor continued to hold out the green blob of material out in front of her.

The Doctor had entered the prop room and flung his trench coat over one of the railings which held all the broken or not used costumes. He was running around the store in his blue suit which clung to his sides showing his thin and lanky frame scavenging for pieces of equipment he needed. He grabbed the flaps from one of the lights, his lips curled around his teeth as he jogged back towards the table. He placed it there, and Solomon picked that moment to walk into the room. His left hand holding his jacket together while the other was holding a red radio, held out for the Doctor to take and use.

"How about this?" He asked while placed it on the top next to the Doctor who was playing with some sort of wire. He looked down at the Radio with his mouth open, one of his eyebrows raised "I found it backstage." Solomon finished.

"Perfect." The Doctor cried happily, while picking up the small Radio and turning it on his back and pulling the clasp at the back to look at the machinery inside. "It's the capacitors I need." He stated and pulled the cap of to show the small and complicated circuitry inside. "I'm just rigging up a crude little DNA scan for this beastie." He stated while holding the radio in both hands and looking back at the green blob and then to the radio. "If I can get a chromosomal reading, I'll find out where it's from." The Doctor stated while he moved his left hand into the inside pocket of his blazer as he pulled out his sonic screwdriver and pointed it at the capacitors. Solomon looking at the Doctor with a funny look on his face.

"How about you, Doctor? Where are you from?" He asked, while nodding his head slightly "I've been all over. I've never heard anybody talk like you. Just exactly who are you?" He asked the Doctor who had now finished with his sonic screwdriver. He pulled out a small piece of see through glass and blew on it slightly, looking like he had not heard what Solomon had said, but in fact he had listened to him carefully.

"Oh, I'm just sort of passing by." The Doctor stated still looking at the thing in his hands, looking at the bottom and then the top, his eyebrows frowned in concentration. Solomon moved from one foot to the other, unconvinced.

"I'm not a fool, Doctor." Solomon said dangerously. Staring intently on the Doctor as he sniffed.

"No." The Doctor said, moving his hand away from the device, both hands now on the radio, face neutral, he moved his feet so he was more comfortable "Sorry." He said to Solomon who was still clutching his jacket. Solomon slowly walked past the Doctor who moved out of his way and over to the lid of the sewer. He looked down at it sadly as he reflected about what happened to Frank. The Doctor walked over with him, the radio still present in both of his hands.

"I was so scared, Doctor." Solomon said sadly, never once looking from the sewer. "I let them take Frank 'cause I was just too scared." He said while readjusting his grip on his jacket, never once looking up to the Doctor until the last part. The Doctor was simply looking at the old man with compassion written on his features "I gotta get back to Hooverville. With these creatures on the loose, we gotta protect ourselves. Ain't no one else gonna help us." He said as he took one more glance towards the sewers and then towards the Doctor as he started to walk from the room.

"Good luck." The Doctor stated. Eyebrows raised again as he watched the man with sorrow in his eyes, as he watched him grieving for Frank. Solomon turned around and nodded to the Doctor, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I hope you find what you're looking for. For all our sakes." He said to the Doctor. He moved his hands from his jacket and strode from the room. The Doctor following his retreating form with his eyes.

Tallulah was sitting in her dressing room getting ready while Martha was talking to her. Tallulah was presently sitting in a beautiful silver, beaded dress which held tassels which fell around her thighs. She was looking into her mirror while she placed her make up on for the performance; Martha was patiently sitting on one of the chairs behind her, watching her as she got ready.

"Lazlo…He'd wait for me after the show, walk me home like I was a lady." She said to her friend who was smiling at her dreamily. She was having some difficultly with her earring. "He'd leave a flower for me on my dressing table. Every day, just a single rose."She finished. Martha moved her hands across her thighs before standing and walking over to her side and her dressing table.

"Haven't you reported him missing?" Martha asked as she walked towards the young gal, arms crossed across her chest.

"Sure. He's just a stagehand. Who cares?" Tallulah replied, still playing with her earring while Martha fingered a pretty red floor length dress which was hanging up in the wardrobe. "The management certainly don't." Tallulah finished, moving her hand from her ear and wrapping them round themselves as she rested her elbows on her table. Martha turned around with a frown on her face.

"Can't you kick up a fuss or something?" Martha asked. Tallulah smiled nodding her head while she looked up at her new friend.

"Okay, so then they fire me!" Tallulah stated her hands moving down to her lipstick.

"But they'd listen to you" Martha said a smile on her face. She sorted out her fridge slightly, brushing down her hair slightly. She placed her hands back down to rest on the top of her legs when she finished, still leaning down and looking down in the mirror, while Tallulah applied her lipstick on to her huge, plump lips.

"Oh, honey, I got one stone in a back street revue and that's only because Heidi Chicane broke her ankle—which had nothin' to do with me whatever anybody says." She started. Martha smiled, her eyes widening slightly. She looked down at a curious tube that was lying on the table and took it. She pulled off the lid and looked down at the lipstick. She whipped it absentmindedly on the back of her hand and she listened to what Tallulah said while she looked up at her. Tallulah then moved her attention back to her mirror and getting ready, still talking to Martha. "I can't afford to make a fuss. If I don't make this month's rent, then before you know it, I'm in Hooverville."

"Okay, I get it!" Martha exclaimed. Her eyes widening and she nodded her head in big movements to make her point get across.

"It's the Depression, sweetie. Your heart might break, but the show goes on and if it stops, you starve." She stated as she threw her cotton bud down. Martha looked to her sadly, while Tallulah stood to look at Martha, her expression holding all the sadness she was feeling at the same time. "Every night I have to go out there, sign, dance, keep goin'. Hoping he's gonna come back." She said to Martha. Her voice cracking as she struggled to hold back the tears. She looked down at the ground and Martha opened her mouth, a look of comfort and sadness in her face. She would have no idea how she would feel if she was ever torn away from the Doctor. Martha pulled the lady into a hug, rubbing soothing patterns into her back.

"I'm sorry" Martha said softly. A soft smile on her lips. Tallulah pulled out of the hug and wiped her eyes gently to try and avoid her make up smudging.

"Hey, you're lucky, though. You got yourself a forward thinking guy with that hot potato in the sharp suit." Tallulah mentioned smiling at Martha, talking to her about the Doctor. Martha frowned knowing she was talking about the Doctor.

"Uh, he's not—we're not…together." Martha said, trying to smile and make it obvious she wasn't attracted to him, but Tallulah had seen right through her.

"Oh, sure you are. I've seen the way you look at him. It's obvious." Tallulah said, voice rising slightly as she walked over to the chair which held her angel winds. Martha was leaning on the back of her chair, one of her shoulders raised, a down hearted look on her face as her thoughts travelled to the Doctor.

"Not to him." She muttered sadly. Tallulah turned around and looked at Martha sadly, a sympathetic smile on her face.

"Oh, I shoulda realised. He's into musicals, hunh? What a waste" she said to her sadly as she pulled on the angel wings. Martha was still down hearted as her thoughts were still clouded with images of the Doctor. Martha frowned and shook her head as Tallulah misunderstood what she was talking about.

"Still, ya gotta live in hope. It's the only thing that's kept me going 'cause…" She said as she looked down and then to Martha lifting a delicate white rose bud from the dressing table. "look. On my dressing table every day still." She said as she pasted the rose to Martha.

"You think it's Lazlo?" She asked Tallulah who smiled sadly as her as she took the single bud into her hand

"I don't know. If he's still around, why's he bein' all secret like he doesn't want me to see him?" Tallulah asked before walking from the room and calling her performers.

The Doctor was working up in the Balcony of the Theater. He moved one of the stage lights onto the green blob that was hooked up onto his hand made DNA scanner. He wiped his forehead with the back of his hands and his thoughts began to run away from him. Rose was always better than he was with things like this. She was more of the biologist that he ever was. He was better with the maths, and the physics side of their adventures. Sure he was good with the Biology stuff. Loved it in fact. But Rose, she always seemed to have a knack for Biology, he never knew why, but she seemed to pick that up alot quicker than any of the other things the Doctor had been teaching her before she was taken from him. He shook his head once again; ignoring the feeling in his head as he looked over to the green blob which was hooked up with so many different wires it was hard to figure out what thing was what.

"That's it. Just need to heat you up." He stated once he had adjusted the light and screwed the bolt which kept it in position. He walked back over to his scanner all the time pulling on his thick rimmed glasses onto his face, so he could see better at what he was doing. His screwdriver was on and was plugged into a hole in the scanner. The Doctor was leaning on one of his elbows that was rested on the step in front of him. His tongue was licking the top of his teeth while he looked through his glasses at the octopus blob. He sniffed once again, before getting more comfortable and adjusting the settings on his screw driver.

After a few alterations and a few moments of concentration. The Doctor was cradling the scanner slightly. His left hand was circled around the scanner while he held the screwdriver and the other was stroking the blob. Stretching the material. His face was very close to the blob, ignoring the smell. He could hear the people down the stairs, the sound of chatter and music was filling the room and the sound of the presenter sounded over the speakers. The Doctor was cradling a frown.

"This is artificial" He said to himself. He looked up and moved the hand that was holding his sonic screwdriver to the side that held the controls. He moved them slightly, always looking back to what both of his hands were now doing and the blob. His mouth was open and he let out a slight gasp.

"Genetically engineered." He muttered again, still moving the settings. His bottom jaw was sticking out as he tried to find the right setting "Whoever this is, oh, you're clever." He whispered to himself. Impressed and admiring the handy work. His tongue sticking out from his teeth. He could hear the presenter sounding in the speakers again and this pulled him from his thoughts. He looked up and behind him at the sound of the clapping. His tongue never leaving his teeth, his hand continuously moving and adjusting the controller

The Doctor had placed a stethoscope onto the centre of the blob. He had a frown on his face as he continued to concentrate. Both of the earphones listening to the pulse.

"Fundamental DNA type 467-989." He stated. He closed his eyes and scrunched up his face as he pulled the stethoscope from his ears. "989." He whispered to himself as he placed the medical instrument into his pocket. He closed his eyes at this point and placed his hand to cover his eyes, his glasses lifted from the perch on his nose. "Hold on, that means planet of origin. " He said as he removed his hand from his eyes, them still closed his fingertips gently resting on each other. He raised his eyebrows and suddenly snapped his eyes opened as look of disbelief crossed his face. "Skaro." He said and suddenly rushed off to find Martha. Everything about the blob forgotten. He needed to get to his companion. Because he wasn't going to loose her, just like he had lost Rose.

The Doctor had made it backstage and he pushed past the dressed up devils and moved his hands to Tallulah's shoulders as he spoke to her.

"Where is she? Where's Martha?" He asked her, his breath heaving from his running. All the other girls circling him and Tallulah, listening to what he had to say. Each one of them holding a look of panic on their expressions.

"I don't know. She ran off the stage." Tallulah answered the Doctor. But they suddenly snapped from their conversation when they heard the scream the Doctor recognised as Martha's. Everything in his body went numb and he bolted from his spot to the place her heard her scream. Tallulah was following him.

"Martha!" The Doctor shouted when he had bounded through the door and around the prop store. He looked down at the sewer to see it slightly ajar. Sadness engulfed his heart as he realised what this mean. He picked up his coat and started to pull in on. All the while Tallulah was looking on helplessly and confused.

"Oh, where are you goin'?" Tallulah asked breathlessly. Her eyes holding panic, her eyes wide, lips pursed open

"They've taken her." The Doctor stated sadly as he opened the lid to the sewer further.

"Who's taken her?" She cried again, but the Doctor ignored her as began to climb back down into the sewer

"What're y' doin'? I said, what the hell are ya doin'? Crazy guy." She cried, the Doctor still ignoring her. His coat was failing around behind him, at his swinging movements as he climbed down the ladder. He was so caught up in his own grief he didn't realise Tallulah had found a long coat and pulled in on over her costume and started to climb down the ladder, to find the Doctor looking down the corridor straight ahead.

"No, no, no, no, no way. You're not coming." The Doctor complained, but Tallulah was having none of it.

"Tell me what's going on." Tallulah stated

"There's nothing you can do. Go back." The Doctor argued, really not wanting to go through this with her. He wanted to find Martha. He wouldn't rest until he knew she was safe.

"Look, whoever's taken Martha, they could've taken Lazlo, couldn't they?" She asked him. He just looked at her. Her logic was sound and her heart was in a good place. He wanted to help her, but he worked better on his own.

"Tallulah, you're not safe down here." The Doctor stated in all seriousness, his eyes wide and his eyebrows raised.

"Then that's my problem. Come on. Which way?" She stated angrily, and stalked off to the corridor she was facing. The Doctor said nothing and continued to walk forward the corridor he was originally staring down. He sighed and started walking

"This way." He muttered placing his hand in his trench coat pocket. Tallulah was seething when she caught up with the Doctor. Her long coat wrapped firmly around her, her arms across her chest to try and keep her warm.

Martha was being held by two pig men. She was continuously pulling at there grip, refusing to move her legs but was being dragged by them.

"No! Let me go!" She screeched. She was pushed against the wall and she suddenly turned around. She cradled her wrist as pain exploded in her hand and up her shoulder. The Pig man shunted her back against the wall and leaned into her, grunting and staring intently at her. Martha simply closed her eyes, her mouth open as she struggled to keep control of her emotions. More pig men suddenly arrived a long trail of other humans were in line. When Martha opened her eyes she could see Frank. Relief and happiness engulfed her heart and features as she saw him.

"Martha." Frank whispered. She was still cuddling herself and she snapped her eyes towards the young man, her heart leapt out it.

"You're alive!" She breathed. She flung herself from the wall and into his arms. Her arms were tightly clutching his shoulders and wrapped them around his neck while his were under her arms. His head tightly pressed in comfort on her shoulder and into her neck.

"Hey." He cooed in comfort, glad he could provide her with some comfort due to the situation they had got themselves into. He was glad to see her. When Martha pulled away she placed her hands onto the top of his forearms while his were placed on her waist.

"I thought we'd lost you." She cried to him. But suddenly a pig man pushed them forward to keep them moving. Frank moved his hands to her elbows at the force that was pushed onto him.

"All right! All right, we're moving." Martha shouted as she turned around not once letting go of Frank's arms. She pulled them so they were resting on her stomach, so she knew Frank was close to her. It Comforted her. If comforted the both of them.

"Wait. Where are they taking us?" Frank asked into her ear. Fear and Panic evident in his eyes.

"I don't know, but we can find out what's going on down here." Martha panicked while she looked up at him. He smiled slightly and she threaded her hands with his which were resting on her stomach.

The Doctor and Tallulah were still walking around the corridors of the sewers. The Doctor had ducked underneath some of the gratings while Tallulah was still trying to get any and every answer from the Doctor. The Doctor was shining his torch around the corner of the tunnel, still in search for Martha, he wasn't going to lose her too.

"When you say "They've taken her", who's they exactly? And who are you anyway? I never asked." Tallulah stated, walking away from the water droplets, but the Doctor was still wary and hesitant. His eyebrows raised. The feeling in his head had returned and it was as diligent as ever.

"Shh." He muttered

"Okay. Okay." Tallulah stated, waving her hands at the Doctor and looking away from him.

"Shh, shh, shh." He snapped again. His eyebrows raised in fear. Teeth showing as he waved his left hand to silence her. He stopped them, as he strained himself to look around the corner. In the weak light that was allowing the Doctor to see was a eye stalk of a Dalek, and slowly but surely it came into view.

"I mean you're handsome and all—" Tallulah started up again but the Doctor suddenly placed his hand over her mouth and pulled her back, her screeching and struggling against his hold. He pulled her back down the tunnel and into a recess in the wall of the tunnel. The Dalek slowly but surly moved passed them, without seeing them. Tallulah removed the Doctors hand from her mouth while the Doctor continued to follow the Dalek with one of his eyebrows raised, a look of pain in his eyes and heart.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." The Doctor muttered as he walked out from his hiding place, ducked under the metal drain and looked after the Dalek, Tallulah was following him slightly, fear settling in the bottom of her stomach. "They survived. They always survive while I lose everything." The Doctor stated. His eyebrows raised, teeth barred as he tried to reign in his anger, and hatred. They were the reason his wife was gone. They were the reason she was no longer gripping hold of his hand, calming him. He needed her now more than ever. He needed her comfort. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, her small form pressed against his. Her hand rubbing the back of his hair gently while she whispered soothing words into his ear. He needed her. His heart leapt whenever he thought he saw her. His heart bounded with love and devotion whenever he thought back to his memories of her. She was his life, and the Daleks cruelly took that away from him.

"Why? Whatcha lose? That metal thing? What was it?" Tallulah asked, standing in the middle of the tunnel, not wanting to stand next to the fuming Time Lord.

"It's called a Dalek. And it's not just metal, it's alive." He said to her, his face still showing all the emotions from before, but he was on edge. He wanted Martha safe; he didn't want the Daleks touching her, not after what they did to Rose.

"You're kidding me." Tallulah laughed slightly.

"Does it look like I'm kidding?" He stated, emotionless. He turned on her and she sobered "Inside that shell is a creature born to hate, whose only thought is to destroy everything and everyone that isn't a Dalek too. It won't stop until it's killed every human being alive." He said, getting faster and faster, angrier and angrier. His face scrunched up as he glared at the place where the Dalek had been.

"But if it's not a human being, that kinda implies it's from outer space." Tallulah said, her voice shaking slightly. The Doctor simply looked at her "Yet again, that's a "no" with the kidding. Boy… Well, what's it doin' here, in New York?"

Alarms were blearing. Smoke was pouring from the black Dalek which was jittering, wiggling, bolting and shaking which seemed to cause great pain

"Stop the process. Dalek Sec is failing." One of the Daleks snapped.

"No, the experiment must continue. Administer the solution. Increase Computer power. We must evolve. Evolve! Evolve!" Sec commanded strained. A second Dalek moved forward and injected an orange sort of solution through the commander Daleks casing.

"Every second you're down here, you're in danger. I'm taking you back right now." The Doctor said at a hundred miles an hour as he dragged the young women by her elbow towards the ladder. But as they turned the corner they could see a pig man. The same one which had been in the theatre. Tallulah screamed as the pig man slipped and bolted as he tried to hide. It was no use. His simply hide by a pillar in the tunnel, hiding his face from the pair who were looking on intently. The Doctor had his torch in his hand, shining it at him, his eye furrowed and narrowed on the man, all the while he was walking towards him

"Where's Martha?" Tallulah was still standing back. Her hands to her mouth while The Doctor marched over to the man. "What have you done with her? What have you done with Martha?" He snapped, walking all the way around him so he could see his face. His torch shining on his face to show the Pig man, was more human than a genetically altered Pig.

"I didn't take her." The man said into the concrete wall, his face sort of facing the Doctor while he looked down at the ground. The Doctors eyes narrowed. Ignoring the stream of water jittering down the wall.

"Can you remember your name?" The Doctor asked, surprise evident in his voice, but his voice had also softened considerably as he continued to look at the man. Not being able to comprehend what he could have gone through.

"Don't look at me." He snapped Tallulah was holding her hands closer to her chest; they were linked together, moving slowly forward. Her eyes gazing intently on the man, her eyebrows closing into a frown.

"Do you know where she is?" She asked

"Stay back! Don't look at me!" The man cried in distressed. Holding his hand out towards Tallulah, not once letting her see his face.

"What happened to you?" The Doctor asked softly. His features holding concern, but he had an expression of such kindness. He wanted to help. More than anything. Maybe if he helped the universe in ridding the galaxy of the Daleks he could find Rose again. The Old time lord was showing such compassion to this one man. The Pig mans heart swelled to the feeling of being wanted again.

"They made me a monster." He said sadly, breathing heavily.

"Who did?"

"The masters."

"The Daleks. Why?" The Doctor asked, his eyebrows raised, his eyes wide, the need to help these people was greater than the pressure in his skull.

"They needed slaves. They needed slaves to steal more people so they created us. Part animal, part human. I escaped before they got my mind, but it was still too late." He said, still tucked from the view of Tallulah, only showing the Doctor small amounts of his face. His pig tusks, looking uncomfortable as they stretched his bottom lip. His nose which was now a snout was huge and connected to his once perfect lips. His ears, poking out of the side of his head, pointy and ugly.

"Do you know what happened to Martha?" The Doctor asked slowly. Gently. Asking for answers, worried about the outcome.

"They took her. It's my fault. She was following me." He said shrugging his shoulders in dismay. Tallulah was hugging herself again. Her hand resting on her neck as she listened to what he had to say

"Were you in the theatre?" She asked. Her face showing a range of emotions. Pain, sadness, confusion, worry.

"Yes."

"Why? Why were you there?" She frowned, confused

"I never wanted you to see me like this." He said sadly, breathy, his head moving slightly to see her.

"Why me? What I gotta do with this? Were you following me? Is that why you were there?" she was stepping forward, hand still to her neck, her breath being seeing at the coldness of the tunnel. The Doctor watching from the side. The Pig man turned fully, his focus purely on Tallulah.

"Yes."

"Who are you?" Her eyes shocked as she took in the sight of him. She didn't know what to think. How to act, what to say. This man had his life taken away from him. His face, distorted, and ugly.

"I was lonely."

"Who are you?" Tallulah said upset. Moving faster too see him. She had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that she new who he was.

"I needed to see you."

"Who are you?" She said upset. Eyes watering lump in her throat growing.

"I'm sorry." He said before turning away and back to the Doctor, who was looking on with sadness evident in his features and his old eyes.

"No, wait." Tallulah said. She grabbed hold of his arm. He stopped and let himself be guided to face her. Her arms held out in front of her. "Let me look at ya." She said, her eyes holding so much sadness, so much courage. She was so brave as she took in the man that was standing in front of her. If Rose was standing at the Doctor's side right now, he could image her face holding so much sadness, compassion, empathy, and a need to help them. The Doctor would take hold of her hand, feeling its warmth in his cold hands. He would pull her closer and place his hands around her waist, holding her in comfort as they watched the pair. The Doctor pulled himself from his memories; sniffing away the tears and pain in his heart to see Tallulah had managed to make the Pig man step into the light. "Lazlo?" She asked. Her eyes taking him in, her hands around his neck. He simply nodded "My Lazlo?" She asked again, her voice breaking, her face scrunched up as she tried to hold back her tears. She was sorting out his collar and resting her hands on his checks. "Oh, what have they done to you?"

"I'm sorry. So sorry." He said sadly, as she continued to stroke the back of his hair. The Doctor took a few steps forward, a frown of sadness on his face, his voice gently and kind as he looked at the man.

"Lazlo, can you show me where they are?" The Doctor asked him. Lazlo looked up at him with his big teeth, while Tallulah was in his peripheral vision, hands over her mouth, breathing heavily as she tried to control her emotions.

"They'll kill you." Lazlo argued.

"If I don't stop them, they'll kill everyone." The Doctor said sadly, his eyes wide and his head shaking as he spoke. Lazlo simply looked up at the Doctor. Moved his lip over his teeth and then to his lover Tallulah. She smiled a watery smile at him and he looked back over to the Doctor.

"Then follow me." Lazlo stated, moved around Tallulah and guided them in the right direction.

Martha, Frank and the other prisoners were being kept in a certain section of the tunnel by the constantly grunting and restless pig men. Martha was still nursing her aching wrist while she was standing as close as she could to Frank without touching him. His young face held worry in his features he wondered what could happen to them.

"What are they keeping us here for?" Frank asked down to Martha

"I don't know. I've just got a nasty feeling that we're being kept in the larder." She said to him sadly. Frank looked down at her and placed his arms around her and brought her into a comforting hug.

Lazlo was leading the Doctor and Tallulah slowly and carefully through the winding tunnels of Manhattans sewers. The Doctor was still holding his torch as they hid around the corner of where Martha and Frank were being held prisoner. The pig men guarding the prisoners. All squealing nervously.

"What're they doing? What's wrong? What's wrong?" Frank said around to the pigs. He grabbed Martha into his arms again as they were forced into a line. A Dalek glided into the Tunnel. Lazlo suddenly snapped back into the depths of the tunnels as he saw his masters again.

"Silence. Silence." The Dalek sounded in his electronically sounding voice.

"What the hell is that?" Martha said in misbelieve. A frown on her face as she cradled her injured wrist. The Doctor could do nothing but watch on helplessly, a frown on his own face, while Lazlo was ducked onto his knees in front of the Time Lord.

"You will form a line. Move." The Dalek bounded. The pig men were roughly pushing and shoving the prisoners into a line, all the while the Doctor and the Dalek were watching.

"Just do what it says, everyone, okay? Just obey." Martha shouted, as she was shoved into Frank's arms again, and then pulled to his side. The rest of the men and woman had nervously formed a line. The pigs were lining the wall opposite.

"The female is wise. Obey!" The Dalek stated as his eye stalk focused on Martha who was holding a nervous expression. A second Dalek had finally arrived.

"Report." His lights flashed

"These are strong specimens. They will help the Dalek cause." He commanded

" Dalek?" Martha frowned as she said that word softly to herself. She had heard that name before. The Doctor had spoken to her about them being his greatest enemy. A war. A war which left his home planet destroyed. He had lost everything because of them. Every time they had managed to survive. But the last time the Doctor had seen them he lost some one very dear to him. He lost Rose. Martha's heart sunk in her chest as she realised the revelation. Her chances with the Doctor were quickly slipping away if Rose was here. She wanted the Doctor to love her the way she did for him. But with Rose coming back into the picture everything she had wanted was coming to an end. Destroyed. Taken all because of this stupid girl Rose.

"What is the status of the Final Experiment?"

"The Dalekanium is in place. The energy conductor is now complete."

"Then I will extract prisoners for selection."A pig slave suddenly grabbed hold of an older black man who had a slight beard on his face. Eyes full of fear. The Dalek extended his sucker to the mans face all the while speaking to him. The Doctor was frowning.

"Intelligence scan. Initiate. Reading brain waves. Low intelligence." The man frowned

"You calling me stupid?"

"This one will become a pig slave." The Dalek stated. Another pig slave walked forward and grabbed hold of him, both of the struggling to pull him away all the while he was shouting and screaming. Martha huddled closer to frank as her fear became known again. Frank immediately wrapped his arms around her, comforting the both of them.

"No, let go of me! I'm not becoming one of them!" All the while the Dalek ignored his pleas and moved onto the next person who was in the line.

"Intelligence scan. Initiate." The Doctor and his group were tucked away the second the 2nd Dalek had turned up. Lazlo was lying with his back to the wall. His face staring right up to the Doctors. The Doctor was looking down at the pig man, his eyes full of concern, his mouth open slightly, while Tallulah was constantly looking down the tunnel.

"They're divided into two groups: high intelligence and low intelligence. The low intelligence are taken to become pig slaves like me." He stated slowly but surely.

"Well, that's not fair." Tallulah said loudly snapping the Doctor to shush her.

"You're the smartest guy I ever dated." She whispered. The Doctor and Lazlo smiled slightly

"And the others?" The Doctor asked quietly. Him leaning around the corridor. His eyes flashing to Lazlo's.

"They're taken to the laboratory."

"But why? What for?"The Doctor questions, his eyes squinting in the darkness and in confusion.

"I don't know. The masters only call it the Final…Experiment." He said weakly. The Doctor paid his attention back down the tunnel to see a blue light was shining on Franks face as the Dalek categorised him.

"Superior intelligence." he stated before turning his sucker to Martha. The Doctors heart constricted with fear as he looked at his companion. She was in so much danger and it was his entire fault. How would he ever be able to forgive himself for this? He would be broken if he lost Martha to the Daleks as well. "Intelligence scan. Initiate." The sucker moved closer and closer to Martha. Her eyes widening and her breathing hitched as the Dalek measured her brain and its capacity. "Superior intelligence. This one will become part of the Final Experiment." He simply stated.

""You can't just experiment on people! It's insane! It's inhuman!" Martha screamed getting angrier and angrier as she pulled against the pig slaves, being shoved in the direction of the Doctor and the lab.

"We are not human. Prisoners of high intelligence will be taken to the transgenic laboratory." The Dalek simply snapped, taking no more notice of Martha or Frank.

"Look out, they're moving!" The Doctor whispered, pulling Lazlo out of the line of sight and flattening himself against the wall. The Doctor could see Lazlo taking Tallulah and headlining down the Tunnel.

"Doctor. Doctor! Quickly!" He argued, harsh whispering as he clung onto Tallulah's arm and hands.

"I'm not going. I've got an idea. You go." The Doctor replied as he looked back at his friend. His hands resting on the corner of the tunnel corridor cylinder column.

"Lazlo, c'mon!" Tallulah urged as she began to pull on Lazlo's arms.

"Can you remember the way?" He asked her.

"Yeah, I think so." She said her eyes wide.

"Then go. Please." He said to her, pain of having to leave her again evident in his eyes.

"But Lazlo, you gotta come with me."She panicked, eyes wide

"Where would I go? Tallulah, I'm beggin you, save yourself. Just run. Just go. Go." Tallulah was shaking her head, placing her hand on his neck, but Lazlo pushed her off him, pushing her in the direction of the tunnels. She left him again and he rejoined the Doctor. The Daleks had begun to pass by and the Doctor fell in behind Martha and Frank, while Lazlo was one of the guards.

"Just keep walking." The Doctor stated when Martha turned to look at him, his eyes focused, staring right in front of him.

"I'm so glad to see you." Martha stated, her breath leaving her lungs and relief washing over her

"Yeah, well, you can kiss me later. You too, Frank, if you want." The Doctor stated as he spoke over his shoulder, a smile on the young lads lips. Martha smiled to herself at the thought of having the Doctor's lips on hers. The feeling of his breath on her face, his lips softly caressing hers, her hands reaching out to pull on his thick lush mob of brown hair. Oh how happy she would feel. That feeling of pure togetherness, pushed out all fear she was feeling until she realised they had made it into the laboratory.

As soon as the Doctor was brought into the Laboratory the Doctor could suddenly feel the pressure in his head envelope his mind. His vision swam with the colour of gold and the Doctor stumbled at the force of the feeling in his mind. The feeling of someone else entering into it. Something he hadn't felt in such a long time. He shook his head and cleared his mind to see Martha was looking at him with concern evident in her eyes. The Doctor shook of her question telling her he was alright. She turned back around and the Doctor rubbed his head, nursing it concentrating. Reaching out with his mind to find whatever was trying to reach him. And then he heard it. He heard one word. Just one.

"Theta..." A deathly whisper from a womans voice, he struggled to recognise. But he was pulled from his thoughts when he shielded himself from one of the Daleks. His eyebrows raised, his eyes focused as he looked at his oldest enemy.

"Report."

"Dalek Sec is in the final stage of evolution." The 3rd Dalek stated. The Black one still shaking

"Scan him. Prepare for birth." The first one commanded. The other two turned around and did as they were orders.

"Evolution?" The Doctor frowned. Nothing like this was in the Daleks nature.

"What's wrong with old Charlie boy over there?" Martha asked, looking around Frank's form.

"Ask them." The Doctor stated, whispering into her ear. She let out the breath in her lungs, nerves taking over her lungs

"What me? Don't be daft." She cried

"I don't exactly want to get noticed. Ask them what's going on." He snapped at her, his words coming out through gritted teeth.

"Daleks, I demand to be told. What is this Final Experiment? Report!" She cried, taking in deep breaths as she stood out of the crowd to talk to this mighty enemy.

"You will bear witness." The first one stated as he turned to face the Doctors Companion.

"To what?" Martha asked

"This is the dawn of a new age."

"What does that mean?" Martha stammered

"We are the only four Daleks so the species must evolve a life outside the shell. The Children of Skaro must walk again." He said before turning back to his companions. The Doctor frowning though out it. Dalek Sec's shell finally stopped shaking and the blue light in its eye stalk faded. The casing opened to reveal a human-Dalek hybrid. The Clothing was unmistakably that of Diagoras. The head similar to that of a Dalek body with a mouth, one eye and tentacles that moved. His hands claw like.

"What is it?" Martha frowned, moving back towards The Doctor.

"I am a human Dalek. I am your future." Sec said slowly, and surely. The Doctor simply looked at him. His breathe caught in his lungs as he looked upon the Daleks hideous plan of action.

There we go guys theres the chapter! I hope you liked it and PLEASE REVIEW and tell me what you thought.

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