Utopia part One

The central column of the TARDIS finished moving and they landed with a soft thud. Martha wobbled on her feet slightly before she looked at the Doctor. The Time Lord had his hands in his pockets as he looked at the ceiling of his companion before he looked over at Martha questioningly.

"Well, we've landed." The Doctor said softly, almost a whisper as he moved his gaze back over to the TARDIS sending calming thoughts to her via his telepathy. Calming her down and asking her what was wrong.

"So what's out there?" Martha asked in a deathly whisper. Her eyebrows raised and her eyes wide with confusion, worry and fear.

"I don't know." The Doctor simply stated, his eyebrows shrugging at the same time as his shoulders, the Doctors attention fully focused on the TARDIS. Martha simply let out a small laugh, nerves swimming around her body. She was still looking at the Doctor, frozen in spot to afraid to move. Her eyebrows were still in their raised position.

"Say that again. That's rare." She simply whispered over to him, trying to create light conversation.

"Not even the Time Lords came this far." The Doctor whispered, finally moving his eyes back to Martha. His eyebrows raised with concern. Martha simply looked at him, her mouth open showing the man she loved her white teeth, her eyebrows mirroring his, them also in a raised position. "We should leave." The Doctor stated, staring straight ahead while Martha closed her mouth "We should go. WE should really, really…go." The Doctor said nodding his head but inside he was conflicted like he was on Krop Tor. The feeling of wanting to see what is out there. To see what this planet has in store for them. But then the feeling of wrongness. The feeling that they shouldn't be there was taking over his hearts before looking over at Martha, his face serious before he grinned at her widely rather childlike and bolted towards the door, picking up his trench coat as he passed.

The Doctor was still pulling on his coat while he heard the squeak of the TARDIS door closing. His mouth was hanging open as he looked at the bleak atmosphere. No stars, no sun... just blackness. Martha was looking on curiously, a mystified expression on her face as she watched the Doctor take in his surroundings. But suddenly Martha looked down at the ground to see the figure of a man lying on the ground. She thumped the Doctor in the arm before running over to him.

"Oh my God!" She had reached the man's side while the Doctor placed his hands in his pockets, his eyes never leaving the body of Captain Jack Harkness. "Can't get a pulse." Martha bellowed her breathing hitched as she placed her hand to his neck. But she suddenly ran back into the TARDIS all the while talking to herself and the Doctor. "Hold on—you've got that medical kit thing." The Doctor was continuously sauntering over to Jack, never letting his eyes move from the body in front of him.

"Hello again." The Doctor whispered when he heard the door to the TARDIS close. One of his eyebrows raised while the other was lowered in to a frown. Jacks mouth was open while his left arm was rested against his chest, his skin pale as the life left him once again "Oh, I'm sorry." The Doctor simply muttered when he heard Martha emerging from the TARDIS once again, both of them ignoring the rain in the air.

"Here we go." Martha stated as she rushed back the Jack's side. "Out of the way." She cried as she shoved the Doctor out of the way. "It's a bit odd, though. Not very 100 trillion—that coat's more like World War II." Martha perceived all the while setting up the medical equipment she had taken from the TARDIS.

"I think he came with us." The Doctor stated, taking in a huge lungful of air, his eyebrows in a frown. He was trying to ignore the feeling in his stomach, ignoring his instincts as he looked at the man who was once a very close friend. Still is, but his Time Lord DNA, his instincts were telling him to run away from him

"How d'you mean? From Earth?" Martha said up to him, placing the stethoscope pads around her neck as she adjusted the other end onto Jack's chest.

"Must've been clinging to the outside of the TARDIS" The Doctor said as he looked back to the TARDIS. Squinting as he scrunched up his face. "All the way through the vortex." He said softly "Well, that very him." The Doctor stated, his voice light, putting empathises and dragging out his first word of the sentence.

"What? Do you know him?" Martha cried in misbelieve, taking the stethoscope from her ears and looking at the Doctor in shock, her face holding a frown.

"Friend of mine." The Doctor stated loudly, hands still in pockets, eyebrows rising to then be placed back into the frown "Used to travel with me and Rose. Back in the old days." The Doctor said, trailing off slightly at the end as he thought about his wife. Martha simply looked back at the man lying on the floor.

"But he's—I'm sorry, there's no heartbeat. There's nothing. He's dead." Martha said up to the Doctor sadly. But suddenly Jack gasped and brought in a huge lungful of air as he was brought back into life. He grabbed hold of Martha's shoulders as he tried to sit up, Martha screaming and waving her hands before grabbing hold of the Captain elbows. His eyes wide and his breathing erratic

"Oh well, so much for me." Martha snapped angrily back to the Doctor "It's all right. Just breathe deep. I've got you now." Martha said. The Doctor was simply rolling his eyes as he moved his body around on his feet slightly.

"Captain Jack Harkness. And who are you?" Jack asked flirtatiously, his blue eyes staring intently on the young human, his hand moving to her chin, while Martha smiled down at him

"Martha Jones." She replied softly, her face lit up with a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Martha Jones." Jack laughed to be interrupted by the Doctor

"Oh, don't start!" He complained, his head looking the opposite way, eyebrows raised, but with frown lines on his forehead.

"I was just saying hello." Jack said slowly, arguing back to the Doctor. Martha thought they were bickering like an old married couple.

"I don't mind." Martha said, smiling at Jack. Nice to have some of the attention, considering she didn't really get much from the Doctor on that front. Martha helped Jack to his feet for him to then stare coldly at the Doctor who was returning his gaze exactly the same way.

"Doctor." Jack breathed, his eyebrows raised, his head shielding away slightly from the Doctor

"Captain." The Doctor replied, his eyebrows knitted into a slight frown

"Good to see you."

"And you. Same as ever…although…have you had work done?" The Doctor stated as realisation fogged his mind, his eyebrows knitting together in further.

"You can talk!" Jack argued, flabbergasted. The Doctor simply raised his eyebrows not knowing what to think

"Oh yes, the face. Regeneration. How did you know this was me?" The Doctor said excitedly, his eyebrows forever raised while Martha frowned at the new information, she moved from one of her feet to the other uncomfortably.

"The police box kinda gives it away. I've been following you for a long time. You abandoned me." Jack complained and argued. The Doctor simply looked at the man in front of him.

"Did I? Busy life. Move on." The Doctor simply stated. His face showing no emotion. Martha looked down at the ground and then back up to the Doctor. A change suddenly came over Jack. He became shy, almost a different man as his thoughts travelled towards his friend Rose.

"Just gotta ask. Rose... when was the last time you saw her" Jack asked

"Why?" The Doctor frowned

"I saw her what, 2 weeks ago, she looked older" Jack stated, really taking in the Doctor appearance. Rose was right. He was gorgeous.

"We were separated Jack." The Doctor said sadly, his face moving into hard lines, refusing to show his weakness.

"She's in the right place... right time Doctor" Jack said as a smile spread slowing across his face. The Doctor simply looked at Jack not knowing how to feel or what to say "She's waiting"

"Serious?" The Doctor managed to say, his heart lifting with hope and love.

"Oh yes!" Jack laughed, his face showing so much happiness. Jack suddenly bounded over to the Doctor flinging his arms around the skinnier mans form, a huge smile on his face as the Doctor hugged his friend for the first time in years. Both of them were smiling and laughing as they thought of Rose. Martha on the other hand was none too happy to hear Rose's name again and the way it made both of these men so happy. She just hoped she didn't mean that much to Jack. Maybe she could wriggle her way into his affections.

"Good old Rose." Martha muttered softly to herself as the guys she was with embraced each other.

Rose must have been living in London for almost 2 weeks now and she had no idea what she was looking for. She was still in the same clothes Jack had given her and right now she was searching an abandoned warehouse. A torch was in her hand as she stalked the empty and dark corridors, trying to find the thing that had her senses on high alert. Windows were broken; pieces of material were covering different objects. Rose could see and hear her breathing as she slowly looked around the building. She climbed stairs and railings of metal, her mind constantly reaching over anything that might cause a problem. She had a slight headache as something tried to force its way into her mind. She had managed to control her shield so far. The technique the Doctor had taught her was now well rehearsed and it had become second nature to her.

She moved her head and torch light to her left and too her right, taking in every detail, forcing it in to her memory. She snapped her head towards her left as she heard a sound. Her breathing stilled as she tried to listen out for it again. She continued to stare and shine her torch in the direction of the sound. When she was certain nobody was there she turned back around again, ignoring the cold night air as it swept across her body.

Rose must have been searching the warehouse for almost 30 minutes. Every level, every room was the same and she was just about to leave when she saw a shadow of someone stroll across the doorframe. Her heart began to beat in her chest as she took cautious steps in his direction. But then a sound was heard from behind her and she snapped her body in the direction of it. Her hair flinging behind her due to her snappy movements. Her breathing was increasing, her heartbeat accelerating while the adrenaline started to surge its way around her body. She stood there completely still. Listening, searching the darkness with her eyes. Her mind scanning for any telepathic being. Nothing happened. She waited and waited until she could sense someone creeping up behind her.

She snapped her body around to be greeted with a man completely in black. The sort of uniform a SWAT team would wear. He was about to land a punch when Rose suddenly ducked and her own fist connected with his stomach. The man clutched at his stomach as he doubled over in pain, taking a few steps backward. Rose suddenly stood up and watched the man. She turned around to find men circling her. She wanted to resolve this without violence. She lived in the Doctor's footsteps. To not have to kill anyone, but the situation she had gotten herself into she was going to have to use the skills of combat training she had picked up after travelling on her own for so long.

Rose looked around her surroundings frantically. The men were gaining on her fast. She skimmed around the warehouse trying to find an escape. They were getting closer and closer until they were in reaching distance. Rose's heart was hammering in her chest, her anxiety getting the better of her. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts she didn't realise someone had lunged for her. She snapped her body to the side and swung her flat hand to the back of his neck, forcing him to the ground. Because of this the rest of the group jumped on her. Rose felt someone grab hold of her shoulder. She grabbed hold of his hand and flung him over her shoulder.

She twisted to land a blow onto one of the others nose. The sound of a grown man screaming in agony as her fist snapped the bone in his nose, blood streaming from the wound. Another man came charging at her. He was swinging a punch in her direction, she bent back as she felt his knuckles graze her cheek. Another man began to come at her. She ran at him charging him to the ground, she timed her movements correct and pushed the man so he flew through the air and onto the ground. His back heaving painfully on the concrete floor before he stopped moving unconsous. One down 4 to go.

I turned to see the 4 had grouped together. One of the men nursing a black eye, another with blood dripping down his nose. They were gaining on her. All of these men were so much taller than Rose and outweighed her. This was not good odds. Her breathing was coming out in sharp breaths. The cold air was biting at her throat as she looked around frantically for a way out. She noticed that the man who had been protecting the exit was now on the floor unconsous. Rose turned around and smiled slightly. The men looked at her confused before she bolted from her spot.

She bolted from room to room. The cold night air catching at her skin. The sound of her heavy footsteps echoing around the rooms. The men chasing after her. She sneaked glances behind her, her hair trailing behind her, the men catching up with her. But Rose had managed to emerge from the building. The ground was muddy and barely wide enough for her to run down. Rose tried to side step the puddles to make as little noise as possible, afraid of being detected but she continued to run until the alley way widened out, the sight of metal dustbins greeted her. Muddy water seeping into her converses. Rose could hear soft noises. Snapping her head in the direction of the noise.

Fear slowly rising in her stomach again. Rose continued to run as she came into the clearing. The noises getting louder and louder, barely any light for her eyes to function properly. She stood there. Listening intently, listening for movement. Rose could hear the whisper of a footstep to her left. She suddenly turned, lashed out blindly and felt her fist connect with muscled flesh, hearing the man grunting. Someone grabbed her shoulders and pulled her off her feet making her body fall to the ground with a loud thump. They tired to kick her in her scared sides but she rolled away from the onslaught, flinging her body upwards once again, she was surrounded. She punched a man to the left, her hand contacting his cheek and then swung her leg low to knock the second from his feet. She then turned behind her and her fist connected to final guard stomach. She was about to prepare herself with another fist fight when she heard someone clapping. She turned around and her gaze fell onto another man. The guards littered around her feet were beginning to get up, each cradling wounded limbs. Her breathing was harsh and her instincts were on alert.

A man in his mid 30's. Short brown hair, large brown eyes and a huge cheeky smile on his face appeared. He was wearing a long black trench coat and thick black gloves.

"Bravo, Bravo" He smiled cheekily over to Rose. His guards standing slightly behind him while he came to stand in front of Rose. Her breathing still rapid, her fear swallowed into the rest of her body as she looked at him.

"Rose Tyler" He commented. He was now standing so close to Rose he could feel her breaths on his face. A huge smug smile was evident in his features. He looked like a small child who was bouncing with excitement. "The Doctor's Wife" He stated again. With that everything in her body turned cold. He knew the Doctor. Was he close? But then something looked familiar. He looked so similar to someone she had seen in her husbands mind.

"Who are you?" Rose asked, surprising herself with her confidence. The man simply chuckled. He raised his hand and was about to rub Rose's cheek before she snapped it away from him. This angered the man slightly and he shoved his hand to Rose's chin, shoving her head back so she was looking at her. His hand squeezing her chin.

"You will look at me when I speak to you" He snarled into her face. Rose simply shielded back slightly.

"I can see why the Doctor loves you. A very pretty specimen" the man stated before he frowned again. "But there is something different about you" He muttered to himself, his eyes squinting to get a better look at her. Rose simply stared at him. Her thoughts were racing. How did this man know the Doctor? Why was he so familiar? And why the hell were her instincts telling her to run away?

"Now you will come with me Miss Tyler" The man stated, holding out his hand to her, he was turned to the left, his face looking down to the ground while he waited for her. She simply looked at it and then up to him

"And if I refuse" Rose asked, confidence still present in her voice. The man simply turned and smiled at me. His hands were wrapped over the top of each of them.

"Oh come now Rosie, play nicely" He simply cooed. Rose grimaced at the use of that name. She had a bad feeling about this man and she was beginning to feel nervous. Her eyebrows causing her face to portray a frown out of confusion.

"You seem to know alot about me... Who are you?" Rose questioned, her face scrunching up in confusion, concentrating on how she knew this man. He simply chuckled.

"I am the Master" And with those 4 words everything Rose had been trying to piece together flooded to her mind. This man used to be the Doctor friend. They grew up together until the Master turned against him. Rose had seen what this man had done in the Doctor's memories and she found herself backing away from him, shaking her head. But the Master was bored. He simply clicked his fingers and the guards came behind Rose and restrained her. Both of her arms clutched into there hands, pain shooting up her arms due to the pressure. She looked at both of the guards and began to struggle; pulling her arms but the guards had her in a death grip.

"Don't worry Rosie, all I want is what I want and then you can go free" The Master smiled, Rose had been pulled so she was standing right in front of him again.

"Yes but its what you want which is the problem" Rose said through her teeth, trying to control her emotions. The Master simply shrugged.

"Well then, I will simply take it by force" He said and waved one of the guards before turning his back on Rose. The Guard which was holding her left arm suddenly jabbed something into her skin and she looked at it and then the man. She could feel a cold sensation flowing around her veins, her limbs became heavy, her eyes began to drupe before everything went black. The Master was smiling as he watched Rose suffer.

"I have big plans for you" He muttered, an evil light was shining in his eyes. "You will bring me the Doctor... and then you will die" he laughed, before walking into his car, and back to his position of power.

Jack was walking next to Martha, explaining to her about the Doctor. Martha was listening intently to what the handsome man had to say while the Doctor was walking in front of him, his hands in his pockets while his kicked the gravelly path.

"So there I was, stranded in the year 200,100, ankle-deep in Dalek dust, and he goes off without me. But I had this." Jack said rather quickly. His eyes constantly on the path in front of him, while Martha continued to look up at him. Jack moved his wrist up and started to tap the machine on his wrist when he started to say the last part of his sentence. Martha simply frowned down at it. She had seen Rose use something like that before. "I used to be a Time Agent. It's called a vortex manipulator. He's not the only one who can time travel." Jack stated, rubbing it in the Doctors face. The Doctor simply argued. His scrunched his face up in disgust and flung his head back towards the pair.

"Oh, excuse me. That is not time travel." The Doctor stated, flinging his right arm beside him, pointing towards the device on Jack's wrist. Martha was simply smiling while the Doctor turned back around, placed his hand back in his pocket "It's like I've got a sports car and you've got a space hopper." He complained.

"Boys and their toys." Martha laughed, as she looked over at the Doctor and the adorable pout he was holding on his beautiful features.

"All right, so I bounced. I thought '21st century, best place to find the Doctor' except that I got it a little wrong. I arrived in 1869 and this thing burnt out so it was useless." Jack stated again. He used his hands to make his point, pointing towards the manipulator slightly.

"Told you." The Doctor said smugly. His eyebrows raised, his eyes never leaving the space in front of him.

"I had to live through the entire 20th century waiting for a version of you that would coincide with me." Jack said, his voice raising, trying to make a point to the Doctor. Tension was high for the pair, the one person who would have resolved the peace was a hundred trillion years in the past. The Doctor simply continued to walk forward

"That makes you more that 100 years old." Martha stated, her eyebrows raised, her arms failing around her as she had to concentrate where her feet where being placed.

"And looking good, doncha think?" Captain Jack smiled, a slight laugh plastered to his face. "So I went to the time rift, based myself thing 'cause I knew you'd come back to refuel. Until finally I get a signal on this detecting you and here we are." Jack stated, the Doctor more interested at his surroundings.

"But the thing is, how come you left him behind, Doctor?" Martha asked, placing her hands palm up to the ground, standing awfully close to Jack, trying to make him jealous.

"I was busy." The Doctor said quietly. His eyebrows raised, eyes wide

"Is that what happens, though? Seriously? Do you just get bored with us one day and disappear?" Martha asked, motioning back towards herself and then Jack.

"Not if you're blonde." Jack simply stated, his eyes focusing on the back of the Doctor head.

" Oh what a surprise?" Martha yelled sarcastically.

"You two! We're at the end of the universe." The Doctor yelled, spinning around to talk to them, hands still in his pockets, his frustration evident "All right? We're at the edge of knowledge itself and you're busy…blogging!" He yelled, all the while he looked around at his surroundings and then to them. Martha was holding a very guiltily look on her face. She was looking down at the ground rather stroppy until the Doctor pushed past them

"Come on."

The Doctor suddenly walked over to an edge of a canyon. His companions followed him while the Doctor raised his eyebrows at the site that was in front of him

"Is that a city?" Martha asked fascinated, her eyes wide as she tried to take in every inch of detail.

"A city or a hive. Or a nest. Or a conglomeration." The Doctor said his eyes just as wide as he informed his companion. "Looks like it was grown. But look there. That's like pathways, roads…Must have been some sort of life. Long ago." The Doctor said as he pointed out certain areas with his hand. Jack following his hand with curiosity. The Doctor was breathing heavily as he spoke to them

"What killed it?" Martha asked sadly, Jack simply looked over at Martha, a woman who reminded him so much of Rose. With that thought he wanted his friend to be there with them. For him to see the Doctor and his Wife to be reunited. After all he was the only one who was at their wedding. He witnessed it. They wanted something small and they got it. Only had him there, because he was the closest thing they had to a family.

"Time. Just time. Everything's dying now." The Doctor stated his eyes sad while Jack continued to look at the city in front of him "All the great civilizations have gone. This isn't just night. All the stars have burned up and faded away into nothing." The Doctor sighed, pointing towards the dark sky. Martha looking up sadly.

"It must have an atmospheric shell. We should be frozen to death." Jack said over to the Doctor. He frowned slightly, and blinked several times as he looked over at the Time lord.

"Well, Martha and I, maybe." The Doctor stated as he had his mouth hanging open as he looked up at the sky "Not so sure about you, Jack." He stated before giving Jack a knowing look. His eyebrows raised and his forehead holding several creases. Jack simply looked over to him, his mouth slightly agar his eyes boring into the Doctors.

"What about the people? Does no one survive?" Martha asked, oblivious to the fact the two men were still staring at each other.

"I suppose we have to hope. Life will find a way." The Doctor said down to his companion comfortingly. His eyes were wide as he took in her features. He could feel her unease as she took in the end of the universe. Jack was simply looking back away as his two friends began to talk to each other.

"Well, he's not doin' too bad." Jack simply stated as he pointed towards a man who was running along one of the pathways barely ahead of the people who were gaining on him fast. Each one of them looking on in curiosity

"Is it me, or does that look like a hunt? Come on!" The Doctor started, his voice getting louder and louder until they bolted from the spot and towards the man who needed help.

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