Evolution of the Daleks Part 1

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Theta. That voice was going round and round the Doctors head. Where had he heard it before? He knew that voice so well, loved it in fact so why the hell could he not pin point the voice. Only a handful of people knew his real name. Rommana and The Master for sure, but Rommana and the Master have been dead for centuries. The only other person who knew his name was lost too him. But could it really be her? Could Rose really be here? So close to him yet so far away?

"These…humans will become like me." Sec said child like. His hand pointing forward towards the group of people. Each one of them holding horrified expression on their faces. Martha had her eyes wide, mouth hanging open in disgust, Frank's features were holding shock and misbelieve. His mouth hanging open while his forehead was creased. The Doctor was frowning, his lips in a straight line, a constant ringing and buzzing in his head but he simply slipped away. Behind the group he was huddled in and disappeared behind and amongst some machinery. Dalek Sec's tentacles were flapping around his face, slimy and disgusting, all the while, the other pure Daleks and the pig men were listening to him.

"Prepare them for hybridisation." He stated, pointing towards the prisoners. The other Daleks swung their bodies around and faced the now panicking prisoners. The pig slaves bounded over to them, grunting, dribbling. Martha's eyes were wide with worry as they bounded towards them; Frank's held confusion, his expression staying the same.

"Leave me alone! Don't you dare!" Martha cried, struggling on the grip the Pig man had on her arm and her body. The others belligerent against their captors. But suddenly without warning 'Happy days are here again' begun to play. Everything stopped. All the screams and struggling stopped, confusion evident in everyone's features. Wondering where the noise was coming from.

"What is that sound?" Sec asked, his voice rasping, swinging his body around as he got used to the movements. The other Daleks were swinging their eye stalkes around. But suddenly the Doctor poked his head around a large piece of Dalek technology which showed individual circular circles. The Doctor was cradling the single radio again, his screwdriver pressed to it, His eyebrows raised, him trying to be cheeky.

"That would be me." The Doctor stated, setting the radio down onto the table beside him, coming into the sight of the Daleks. "Hello. Surprise. Boo. Et cetera." Hands in pockets, hair in disarray, mouth moving in wide movements. Typical Doctor.

"Doctor." Sec stated, arms shaking.

"The enemy of the Daleks." The Dalek said next to him, The Doctor not listening. His head cocked slightly to the left, eyebrows raised, lips in a hard line.

"Exterminate." The other stated, the Doctor moving his eyes so he could see the other Dalek moving towards him. His head lifting slightly in the air

"Wait." Sec interrupted, his hands held in the air, shoulder height at his sides.

"Well, then. A new form of Dalek." The Doctor said, thinking, concentrating, walking towards Dalek Sec slowly, confidently, and hands still in his suit trouser pockets. Sec's tentacles endlessly moving. "Fascinating and very clever." The Doctor stated as he took in Dalek Sec. Head raised in the air, mouth open, face scrunched up, eyebrows in a frown.

"The Cult of Skaro escaped your slaughter." Sec commented, anger rising in his stomach, the first emotion of humanity he had ever felt. The Doctor ignoring the pain in his hearts, the feelings of loss, as his memories fell back to Canary Warf.

"How did you end up in 1930?" The Doctor asked features still the same, his voice rising slightly.

"Emergency Temporal Shift."

"Oh, that must have roasted up your power cells, yeah?" The Doctor scoffed. Face turning into a smile, eyebrows raised. He moved his left hand to rub his ear lobe, a habit this incarnation had introduced whenever he was thinking of a plan. He looked back towards Martha and the others behind him, before turning around and looking at the Lab. Still rubbing his ear, slight smile on his lips, eyebrows raised. "Time was, four Daleks could have conquered the world" He said as he stopped in front of a single Dalek. Hand now back in his pocket as he looked up at the ceiling, he turned back around towards the other 3 "but instead your skulking away, hidden in the dark, experimenting." He stated, looking down at the others, eyebrows turned into a frown slightly. He put empathise on the last part of his sentence, trying to make his point. He took in a large lungful of air and turned his focus back to the Human- Dalek Hybrid. "All of which results in you."

"I am Dalek in human form." Sec argued, hands now fisted together down his sides, anger boiling in the Doctors present. The Doctor was simply nursing a frown on his face, his lips pressed together.

"What does it feel like?" The Doctor asked quietly "You can talk to me, Dalek Sec. It is Dalek Sec, isn't it? That's your name? You've got a name and a mind of your own. Tell me what you're thinking right now." The Doctor rambled, voice light and quirky, hands in pocket, face impartial. Dalek sec turned away from the Doctor while stating

"I…feel…humanity."

"Good. That's good." Head raised slightly again, along with his eyebrows, a look of fascination crossing his features.

"I…feel…everything we wanted from mankind, which is ambition, hatred, aggression and war. Such…a genius for war." Sec assured, turning back to the Doctor, fists clenched in front of him. One of the Doctors eyebrows raised, a look of disappointment replacing his look of fascination.

"No, that's not what humanity means." The Doctor said.

"I think it does. At heart, this species is so very…Dalek." Sec breathed. The Doctor had had enough and spun around to the Dalek behind him. Martha's stomach doing flips as she watched the Doctor talk himself out of this one. Watching him as she watched him face his enemies. She was impressed and her love for him swelled into her heart and mind.

"All right, so what have you achieved then?" He asked, bearing down on the Dalek in front of him, the machine backing away slightly "With this Final Experiment, eh? Nothing!" The Doctor said, voice rising until her was shouting at them, spinning around so he could talk back to Sec. He pulled his right hand from his coat pocket and pointed a finger at the Daleks, his voice dropping considerably. "Cause I can show you what you're missing with this thing." He said as he pointed towards the small burgundy Radio on the table "Simple little radio." He stated as he patted the top of it

"What is the purpose of that device?" The Dalek asked, his light flashing. The others eyestalks moving to get a better look at the Doctor.

"Well, exactly. It plays music. What's the point of that?" The Doctor complained. Hands back in his pockets, face scrunched up in disgust "Oh, with music, you can dance to it, sing with it, fall in love to it." The Doctor said gently, admiringly. Hands moving so they were placed behind his back. The last point directed to the Dalek to his right. The Daleks eyestalk narrowed "Unless you're a Dalek of course. Then it's just noise." He snapped, while aiming the Sonic Screwdriver at the radio and a high pitched noise was emanating from it. Sec suddenly ducked and held his large head in pain. The others were erratically moving on the spot. The Doctor suddenly snapped his torso back to the prisoners

"RUN!" He shouted over the noise, before turning back towards the Daleks, who were bellowing in pain. The prisoners bolted from there spot and the Doctor run after them. All the while you could hear the alarms from the Lab blearing.

Martha was in front, the rest of the scared prisoners were behind her, and they bolted around corner after corner. Her eyes were wide, breathing heavily. The Doctors mouth was open, eyebrows frowned as his long legs took stride after stride to keep up with the other people in front of him.

But suddenly Martha came to a t junction. Unsure which was the right way to go, she skidded to a stop, her arms out at her sides, but the Doctor rushed past her, his coat flaring about in the turbulent flow of wind that was rushing behind him.

"Come on! Move, move, move, move, move!" He shouted as he ran down the tunnel to bump into Tallulah

"And you, Tallulah! Run!" He shouted as he ran past her

" What's happened to Lazlo?" She screeched in bewilderment, as the men and women clung onto her arm as they scrambled around the corner of the sewers, slowly dragging her with them. They had finally made it to a ladder. The Doctor stood by it and instructed everyone to climb up it, helping them up if needed.

"C'mon! Everyone up!"

A fire was lit in the middle of the camp. The Doctor was standing by the fire. His tall form hugged by his coat, his arms across his chest. Solomon was pacing in front of him, while Martha and Tallulah were sitting on crates, licking up the warmth from the flames, each on of them trying to warm up their feet.

"These Daleks, they sound like the stuff of nightmares. And they wanna breed?" Solomon stated sadly. Clutching his coat, a firearm resting on his left shoulder, a look of miss belief evident on his features.

"They're splicing themselves into human bodies. If I'm right, they've got a farm of breeding stock right here in Hooverville. We've got to get everyone out." The Doctor argued, eyebrows raised, a look of worry on his features, mouth wide as he spoke.

"Hooverville's the lowest place a man can fall. There's nowhere else to go." He said while motioning towards the rest of the people. Frank had his elbows rested on his knees, his knuckles by his lips while he looked up at his father figure with wide eyes. Martha and Tallulah looking up at Solomon through their eye lashes.

"I'm sorry, Solomon. You've got to scatter. Go anywhere. Down to the railroads, travel across state, just get out of New York." The Doctor argued, head whipping in any and every direction, his protective side coming out.

"There's got to be a way to reason with these things." Solomon stated.

"There's not a chance." Martha breathed, eyes tired. Hands tucked in between her thighs as she tried to keep them warm

"You ain't seen 'em, boss." Frank said. Standing up and placing his hands in to his tattered Jacket, his accent still as strong as it was before.

"Daleks are bad enough at anytime, but right now they're vulnerable and that makes them more dangerous than ever." Hands resting on the entrance of his pockets. His lips never meeting, his jaw guttering out slightly. Forehead holding creases as his eyebrows lifted.

A young black man, acting as a sentry was posted on the edge of Hooverville. He was sitting at the bottom of a tree against the damp wood floor, fog and mist slowly crawling in, as the autumn night air crawled in. He noticed something in the wood and he frowned. He picked up some binoculars and frowned. He waited until a Pig Slave poked his head from his hiding place. His eyes widened, snapped from his spot, bolting to the centre of Hooverville, blowing a whistle, telling everyone they were there.

"They're coming! They're coming!" he bellowed, breathless from his sprint.

"A sentry. Must have seen something." Solomon stated as he pulled his firearm from his shoulder. The Doctor was simply looking towards the noise of the whistle, his eyes wide in worry, preparing himself for what was about to happen.

"They're here! I seen 'em! Monsters! They're monsters!" The sentry bellowed as he bounded into camp. A hive of activity was in full swing as men and women came to gather around the fire.

"It's started." The Doctor said sadly, one of his eyebrows raised as he simply looked into the neighbouring forest. Martha came to stand next to the Doctor and grabbed hold of his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. The Doctor looked at her hand and then to her before letting it go.

"We're under attack! Everyone to arms!" Solomon bellowed as men grabbed guns and other weapons they had collected, each one of them making a circle to protect the women and children.

"I'm ready, boss, but al o' you! Find a weapon! Use anything!" Frank shouted towards people, but people were panicking and running off in any direction, trying to get away. The Doctor knew it was helpless.

"Come back! We gotta stick together! It's not safe out there! Come back!" Solomon shouted, his gun raised and posed to attack any unfriendly. The pig slaves suddenly started to invade Hooverville. Attacking those who were trying to escape, dragging there unconscious forms across the dirt. Grabbing their hiding forms, driving people back into the centre of the park. Frank was standing close to Martha, while Tallulah was standing in the middle, the Doctor running from either side of the circle frantically trying to see what was happening.

"We need to get out of the park." Martha yelled, her own fear rising in her stomach

"We can't! They're on all sides. They're driving people back towards us." The Doctor said to her, looking over towards the helpless people.

"We're trapped." Tallulah cried

"Then we stand together. Gather 'round. Everybody come to me. You there, Jethro, Harry, Seamus, stay together." Solomon commanded while the pig slaves moved them into a tight circle surrounding them.

"They can't take all of us." He commanded while aiming his firearm and shooting at the first pig slave closest to them. The rest of them following in his footsteps. Pig after pig fell to the ground after being shot. Smoke from the firearms were littering and floating over the rest of the group. Martha holding a large stick was protecting herself, huddling close to Frank and the Doctor.

"If we can just hold them off till daylight." She said up to the Doctor, but he was searching the skies for something.

"Oh, Martha, they're just the foot soldiers." The Doctor said sadly, his eyebrows raised as he looked to the sky. Everyone stopped firing as they looked up at the ground, horror printed on their features.

"Oh, my God." Martha breathed, her voice quivering in fear. A Dalek was flying and heading towards them, his eyestalk looking down at Hooverville.

"What in this world—" Solomon whispered trailing off, his firearm lowering to the ground

"It's the devil. A devil in the sky. God save us all. It's damnation."

"Oh yeah? We'll see about that!" Frank bellowed. Firing his gun at the Dalek who simply snapped his eye stalk and own weapon towards him, the Doctor snapped his rifle to the ground, protecting the young lad slightly

"That's not gonna work." The Doctor muttered, his eyebrows raised and then looked up at the Dalek.

"There's more than one of them." Martha whispered as she pressed her cheek against the Doctors shoulder, his eyes wide and his top teeth touching the bottom, him breathing out his mouth as he thought how he could save all these people. But suddenly the two Daleks started firing there weapons. Firing at tents, trees, anything that moved. People were screaming, panicking as they tried to run from the Daleks, explosions and fires were settling in the settlement and all the Doctor could do was watching on helplessly, his anger boiling, his chest heaving as he breathed heavy breaths out of his mouth. The group he was standing with were ducking, moving and pulling back as they tried to fall away from the explosions.

"The humans will surrender."

"Leave them alone! They've done nothing to you!" The Doctor screamed, arms held out by his sides, breath being seen as he breathed. Solomon simply stepped forward for the Doctor to grab him by the arm

"No, Solomon. Stay back."

"I'm told that I'm addressin' the Daleks, is that right?" Solomon shouted. His tongue licking his lips while the Doctor kept a firm grip on the man. The Second Dalek had joined the other, floating in the sky, looking down at the settlement.

"From what I hear, you're outcasts, too." He continued, moving his hands on his firearm, squeezing it and then releasing it in nervousness. The Doctor was just looking at him and then up to the Daleks.

"Solomon, don't." The Doctor snapped, his eyebrows furrowed, teeth barred.

"Doctor, this is my township, you will respect my authority." Solomon argued, shrugging the Doctor from him. Taking a few steps forward he began to talk up to the Daleks once more.

"Just let me try." He muttered to himself while he pushed the Doctor of him causing him to step back into the crowd. All the while the Time Lord was shaking his head, already knowing what was going to happen.

"Daleks…ain't we all the same? Underneath, ain't we all kin?" Solomon shouted up to them while he adjusted his rifle and placed it slowly to the ground, holding his hands out in surrender at his sides "'Cause, see, I've just discovered this past day God's universe is a thousand times the size I thought it was. And that scares me. Oh, yeah. Terrifies me. Right down to the bone. But it's got to give me hope…hope that maybe together we can make a better tomorrow. So I…I beg you now if you have any compassion in your hearts then you'll meet with us and stop this fight. Well…what do you say?

"Exterminate!" The Dalek shouted and his laser weapon shot the wise old man killing him dead. Solomon fell to his knees and then to the ground dead. People began to scream, run, all panic ensured. Frank was yelling, crying out to Solomon.

"Oh, no!" He screamed while rushing to his father figure's side.

"No! Solomon!" Frank cried as he cradled the man's coat in his hands. Hoping to see some sign he was still alive. The Doctor was just looking on. Teeth barred. Eyes angry, breathing heavily.

"They killed him. They just shot him on the spot." Martha shook. Words coming out in breaths, coldness and fear shaking her to her core.

"Daleks!" The Doctor whispered. Pissed off.

"All right, so it's my turn!" The Doctor screamed. His arms out to his sides as an invitation as he confronted the Daleks. "Then kill me! Kill me if it'll stop you attacking these people!" The Doctor yelled at the top of his voice, any feeling of fear replaced by anger, the feeling in his head ignored completely. Martha looking on in fear. Her heart beating in her chest as she watched the man she loved sacrifice himself so easily. The man she thought she knew was no where in sight.

"I will be the destroyer of our greatest enemy."

"Then do it! Do it! Just do it!" He bellowed, beating his fists onto his chest in anguish "Do it!"

"Extermin—" The Dalek started but was forced into a stop when you heard the scream of a young women coming from the forest.

"Stop! I command you! Stop!" She screamed. Her voice full of pain, of loss. The scream of a women who was protecting her lover. The Doctor frowned. It was the same voice. The voice of the women who he heard in the Lab. People were looking on in confusion. Where was this voice coming from? They held their weapons close to their chests as they tried to reign in there over active emotions. Martha was looking around the trees to try and see if she could spot the owner of the voice. The Doctor had a huge frown on his face as his eyes were darting around the place. He knew that voice, but who was it? WHO WAS IT!

"I do not understand. It is the Doctor."

"You will not touch him!" The voice sounded again. So much anger and authority.

"The urge to kill is too strong." The Dalek sounded again. But by the time he had finished a figure of a young women walked through the fog. Her face hard, a look of concentration present in her eyes. She was wearing black converses on her feet, while a pair of fitted Jeans were like her second skin on her well formed legs. Her torso was covered in a silk top, hugging her small curvy figure, holes to the side, showing the world her gapping wounds. The wounds which showed the torment she had lived. She was the Computer, the key to the Daleks success. Her blonde locks travelling behind her, bellowing in the wind that was created due to her fast walk. Her hips swaying as she walked towards the crowd. This was Rose Tyler. The Doctors life. The Time Travellers Wife.

The Doctor was frozen in his spot. His face softened as he took her in. The most beautiful vision in the whole of his memory. Seeing her walking towards him. His eyes were wide, his mouth hanging open. But suddenly the pressure in his head became so unbearable; he could do nothing to stop his shield take over her mind. There bond rekindle. The feeling of sharing your mind with another of your kind. But what the Doctor saw was heart breaking. Images of the Daleks. The Daleks experimenting on her. Liquid being pumped into her beautiful skin. Hooked up to the Super structure. The pain caused by the electrical impulses shooting around her body and mind. Pain so much pain, it took over his mind. But when the images subsides, he could see Rose smiling lovingly towards him, and over their link he could feel her undying love she felt for him. The feeling of pure happiness, the need to have each other in each others arms was becoming hard to resist. He continued to watch her as she walked into the clearing.

"Rose" He whispered heartbroken. A smile spread across her lips. Martha looked down as she realised the implications of this. Her heart sunk in her chest and she had to bite back the tears from her eyes. The feeling of loss, and loneliness engulfed her heart as she watched the Doctor slowly walk over to the beautiful blonde that was walking towards him. A look of pure contentment etched over his features. Martha loved the Doctor. Why couldn't he see that? She had been in front of his eyes for months, but he was so caught up in the past she could do nothing to show him just how much she loved him. She found it so frustrating. She was his companion, his friend and she had kept him company as he went through his grief. But he needs to move on, get on with life, and see what was in front of him. She was. She wanted to spend the rest of her life with the Doctor, but with Rose in the picture she would just be overlooked. She wouldn't be needed; the Doctor had what he wanted so why would he need her. These troubling thoughts overcome Martha's mind that she hadn't realised the Doctor had made it to Rose.

They were now standing in front of each other. The Doctor still lost for words while Rose was looking up at him. Her deathly pale skin not bothering the Doctor at all. Rose smiled up at the Doctor, placed her small, delicate and warm hand to the Doctors cheek and rubbed her thumb across it. The Doctor closed his eyes and leant into her hand, placing his own over the top of it. He had missed this. He had missed her. The feeling of being close to her again was mesmerising and he was lost in the love that had engulfed his heart and his link that he had with her. Showing her just how much he loved and needed her. Rose beamed up at him; her love for him had not wavered. Her memories of him did not give him justice. He was even more beautiful than she remembered. He was the thing that kept her going. He was the thing that got her through the pain when she was hooked up to the in full structure. She loved him. With the whole of her heart and it was so hard to ever be parted from him.

The Doctor opened his eyes at the moment to see the beautiful smile on her face. He beamed at her and suddenly Rose had flung her arms around the Doctors. Her body pressed against his made his emotions go haywire. He wrapped his long arms around her, pulling her even closer to him. His hands going to the back of her neck. Rose buried her face into the crook of the Doctors neck, inhaling his smell as a sound frighteningly like a sob burst from her lips. She breathed in his glorious scent, fogging her brain with it, crowding out everything else. The Doctor pulled her closer to him when he felt her emotions. One hand entwined in her hair, the other rubbing her back as he too tried to control his emotions.

But all too soon they pulled away. Her arms remaining around his neck, while his were placed to her waist. Both of them smiling at each others. Rose's tongue poking out between her teeth, while the Doctor was smiling a crooked smile.

"Hello" Rose breathed, a slight laugh falling out of her lips.

"Hello" The Doctor chuckled. "Good to have you back" He beamed. Rose smiled back up at him, before engulfing him into another bone crushing hug.

There we go guys, the chapter finished WE FINALY GOT ROSE BACK ! WOOP WOOP! I hope you liked it so PLEASE REVIEW !

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