Utopia Part 2
The Doctor and his friends were running. Running towards the man. The Doctor was in the front, his long legs and arms swinging as his body was flung forward with speed. Jack was next, a smile on his face, laughing as he rounded the corner, following the Doctor
"Oh, I've missed this!" Jack laughed while Martha simply rolled her eyes. The Doctors face was scrunched up with effort. His trench coat bellowing behind him, his mouth in a grimace while his eyebrows were frowned.
"I've got you." Jack shouted as he pulled the running man to a stop. His arms were clinging onto Jack's coat while he back peddled into the Doctor who was trying to hold him still, Martha still running to keep up.
"We've gotta run! They're coming! They're coming!" The Man Padra screamed. Jack passed Padra over to the Doctor who was holding his cowering form; Jack removed his revolver and aimed it towards the Futurekind.
"Jack, don't you dare!" The Doctor bellowed angry. His face scrunched up in frustration. Jack simply looked back at the Doctor, rolled his eyes before moving his arm up in the air and firing his pistol. The Future kind stopped abruptly, snarling and growling at The Doctor and his friends.
"What the hell are they?" Martha cried next to Jack, her breathing heavy, her mouth hanging open as she tried to gain some more oxygen.
"There's more of them. We've got to keep going." Padra cried with worry, The Doctor simply turned him around so he as facing him. His hands on his shoulders.
"I've got a ship nearby. It's safe. It's not far, it's just over there." The Doctor cried slightly excited, trying to calm the frightened man down. He looked in the direction of where they had come from to see more of the Future kind running towards them, mouths open, torches lit. "Or maybe not." The Doctor muttered sadly, his eyebrows raised, his forehead holding creases.
"We're close to the silo. If we get to the silo, then we're safe." Padra stated. The Doctor simply looked over to his companions.
"Silo?" The Doctor asked
"Silo." Jack cried as he nodded his head, not once letting his eyes full from the people in front of him
"Silo for me." Martha stated, nodding her head, hand in the air. So that's how they found themselves running after Padra, following him as they legged it towards the silo. They rounded a corner to see a building was coming into view.
"It's the Futurekind! Open the gate!" Padra cried, worry evident in his features, his chest heaving heavily.
"Show me your teeth! Show me your teeth! Show me your teeth!" A guard screamed as they ran up to them. All the while the Doctor was looking behind him, he saw Martha lagging behind, grabbed hold of her hand and helped her catch up with the group.
"Show them your teeth." Padra screamed as he motioned for the others to show them there teeth. Each one of them holding large smiles
"Human! Let 'em in! Let 'em in!" The Guard yelled, the doors suddenly opened and the 4 of them ran into the opening
"Close! Close! Close!" The Guard instructed and the doors swung shut, placing a padlock onto the chain that held the doors together. The Guard placed his gun in between the doors and started to fire at the ground, in front of the Futurekind.
"Humans. Humani. Make feast." The cheiftan stated, almost caveman like. The Doctor was looking on with a frown on his face. He had let go of Martha's hand and she had placed her hand to her chest, as the cold night air stung at her throat.
"Go back to where you came from. I said go back! Go back!" The Guard yelled as he aimed his gun once again
"Oh, don't tell him to put down his gun." Jack stated as he looked over at the Doctor who moved his head so he was facing Jack.
"He's not my responsibility." The Doctor simply stated cheekily
"And I am?" Jack scoffed "That makes a change."
"Kind watch you. Kind hungry." The Chieftan said childlike before signalling the others to back away, all the while glaring at everyone.
"Thanks for that." The Doctor said over to the guard, all the while he was rubbing his earlobe.
"Right. Let's get you inside."
"My name is Padrafet Shafekane. Please tell me, can you take me to Utopia?" Padra asked, the guard simply smiled
"Oh yes, sir. Yes, I can." He smiled before leading them into a large tunnel which had been carved into a mountain. This was the silo.
"It's a box, a big blue box. I'm sorry, but I really need it back. It's stuck out there." The Doctor stated, afraid that the guard wasn't listening as he continued to hand out a metal material, Jack was looking at it through the light while Martha was looking over to the Doctor.
"I'm sorry, but my family were heading for the silo. Did they get here? My mother is Kistane Shafekane. My brother is Beltone." Padra stated, shaking his hand to make a point.
"The computers are down but you can check the paperwork." The man stated, using his hands slightly "Creet!" He cried for a young boy of about 10 stuck his head around the door. His blonde curls falling over his face, while his big blue eyes looked up at them "Passenger needs help." The older man said to him kindly.
"Right. What d'you need?" Creet asked as he looked down at a clipboard, removing a pen so he could write with it. The Doctor simply looked down at him in surprise, his lips slightly agar in a pout while his eyebrows were raised. Martha was trying to warm her hands up as she looked down at the boy concerned. Padra suddenly walked over to Creet and looked at his clipboard he was holding.
"A blue box, you said." The black man said over to the Doctor who snapped his head towards him.
"Big, tall, wooden. Says 'Police'." The Doctor managed to say, his words coming out quickly, his eyebrows still raised.
"We're driving out for a last water collection. I'll see what I can do." The man said to him kindly
"Thank you." The Doctor said to him, his head moving down slightly.
"Come on." Creet said to Padra as he cocked his head toward the direction he had come.
"Sorry, but how old are you?" Martha asked as she began to follow, her eyebrows knitted into a frown
"Old enough to work. This way." Creet stated. The Doctor had one of his hands in his blazer pocket while the other was holding the metal thing he had been given. As he was following his eyebrows were in a frown as he looked at the object. As they entered the corridors the Doctor was astounded by the amount of people who were camping out at the sides. The Doctor was taller than most people meaning he could see over Martha's and other peoples heads to get a better look, his eyebrows raised as he looked around him, all the while Creet was calling out something.
" Kistane Shafekane. Kistane Shafekane. Kistane and Beltone Shafekane? Looking for a Kistane and Beltone Shafekane."
"The Shafekanes anyone?"
"Anyone? Kistane and Beltone Shefkane? Anyone know the Shefkane family? Anyone called Shafekane?"
"It's like a refugee camp." Martha stated, standing close to the Doctor, her arms folded across her chest, while her face was holding a frown of concern.
"Stinking." Jack grimaced as he held his hands to the rucksack on his back, but he suddenly passed a rather large man who was staring at him, he suddenly quietened down slightly "Ooh, sorry. No offence." Jack said with a cheeky smile on his face.
"Don't you see that?" The Doctor said softly, his voice holding so much excitement and admiration "The ripe old smell of humans. You survived. Oh, much better than a million years evolving into clouds of gas. And then another million as downloads, but you always revert to the same basic shape. The fundamental humans." The Doctor rambled excitedly. The Doctor had to duck slightly as he said his last part, both of his hands on either side of Martha's arms as she looked up at him with a frown, not really knowing what to say.
"Kistane Shafekane." Creet sounded again.
"End of the universe and here you are. Indomitable! That's the word! Indomitable! Ha!" The Doctor cried happily, a huge smile on his face as he looked around in wonder.
"Is there a Kistane Shafekane?"
"That's me." A women stated as she stood. When her eyes feel upon her son she gasped and both of them ran to get each other in an embrace.
"It's not all bad news." Martha smile as she took on the sight in front of her. Jack and Martha took a few steps further while the Doctor removed his sonic screwdriver and started to work on a door in the corridor. A man was beginning to pass and Jack looked on interested.
"Captain Jack Harkness." Jack said kindly while he shook the man's hand "And who are you?" He cooed
"Stop it." The Doctor stated as he concentrated on the door. Jack was looking back at the man and then the Doctor, kind of reluctant to let go of his hand "Give us a hand with this." The Doctor stated. Jack smiled a very handsome smile, clapped his other hand over the other mans before he walked over to the Doctor, Martha following closely behind him "It's half deadlocked. See if you can overwrite the code." The Doctor stated as Jack set to work on the keypad, The Doctor moved over to the top left hand corner of the door. "Let's find out where we are." The Doctor muttered, he swing his body forward slightly and the Doctor had to grab hold of something as he almost fell into the silo
"Gotcha." Jack cried as he grabbed hold of the Doctor, pulling him back to safety.
"Thanks." The Doctor stated as he continued to look on with his mouth open
"How did you cope without me?" Jack stated, his eyes wide with wonder, The Doctor simply smile a small laugh coming out of his mouth
"I didn't" He cried happily. Jack simply laughed and looked over at his friend
"Now that is what I call a rocket." Martha cried in wonder. Her eyes wide as she tried to take every detail in.
"They're not refugees, they're passengers." The Doctor said quietly, rather breathy. His gaze still looking upwards, his mouth still hanging open.
"He said they were going to Utopia." Martha said as she gripped hold of the Doctor's arm
"The perfect place. 100 trillion years, it's still the same old dream." The Doctor said admiringly. His tongue licking the top of his mouth before he looked down a frown on his face and aimed a question at Captain Jack. "Do you recognize those engines?"
"Nope. Whatever it is, it's not rocket science. But it's hot, though." Jack simply stated nervous.
"Boiling." The Doctor muttered as he took one last look at the rocket and then stepped back as Jack closed the door "But if the universe is falling apart, what does Utopia mean?" The Doctor cried as he placed the sonic screwdriver back into his pocket, his face scrunched up in confusion. An old grey haired man took that moment to walk up on them. Martha took in his appearance to see he was wearing a shirt very much like the ones from Pirates of the Caribbean with a waist coat over the top of that. He smiled up between the Doctor and then too Jack, not knowing who was who.
"The Doctor?" He said as he focused his gaze onto Jack. Jack simply smiled at him, slightly embarrassed.
"That's me." The Doctor said happily
"Good. Good. Good. Good. Good. Good. Good. Good. Good. Good." Yana cried happily as he took the Doctor's hand and dragged him away from his friends. Jack looked down at Martha a smile on his
"It's good apparently." The Doctor cried happily behind his friends, all the while his eyes were wide, his mouth hanging open.
Rose had no idea how long she had been unconscious. Her whole body ached as she tried to push past the fog which was still swimming around her mind. She shook her head to feel her hair falling down her shoulder. She grabbed the side of the wall and she managed to sit up. She squinted slightly as she tried to ignore the throbbing in her head and to try and see where she was.
It was dark. That was the main thing she could determine. She was stuck in the corner of a very cold concrete room. Maybe a basement? But she wasn't entirely sure. There were no windows present and no furniture either. Rose moved her hand up to her head as to massage away the pain for her to wince when her hand connected to a bruise on the side of her face. She frowned slightly before she heaved herself to her feet. She had to stand still for a few seconds as she became very lightheaded. Her hand was placed on the wall for support while she tried to push the diamonds away which were swimming around in her eyes.
Rose was beginning to acclimatise to the room. Her eyes were beginning to focus so she could make out the 4 bare walls. Her initial idea of no furniture was true. She was locked in a simple concrete wall, which was more like an air raid shelter... just without the furniture. Rose took an uneasy step forward, her hand still trailing on the wall as her limbs still felt heavy, her head pounded slightly.
She wondered where the hell she could be and she wondered why the hell the Master was back. Rose knew who he was. She had seen him many times cropping up in the Doctor's memories. He had been his best friend, grown up together before he turned his back on him. To have the Master back in the Doctor's life would be catastrophic, not just for him, but for her. She knew the Doctor would blame himself for her being taken by the Time Lord. She knew he would suffer in silence as he had to try and figure out what to do with him, but both hers and the Doctor's lives would have to change. There would be no way in hell the Doctor would let him wander around the galaxy on his own; he would have to stay in the TARDIS. The protector of the universe would have to be grounded, to try and right his friend. The only two in existence, which meant all the hard work Rose had done to try and find the Doctor could be taken for granted. The Doctor may be so wrapped up in what he had to do to see her there. Would she become a typical housewife? Those thoughts were something that terrified her, and deep down she knew in her heart that the Doctor would never do that to her. He loved her, with the whole of her heart and she knew that. But her mind was over thinking things like usual, and it scared her half to death.
Rose was pulled from her thoughts when she heard a bolt on the door open. She snapped her head in the direction of the sound for her to flinch back slightly at the intensity of the bright light. She could see men walking into the room. One of them walking over to her, and the other to stand guard at the door. Two others were standing just outside of the door. She watched as the first guard came over to her back. He pulled both of her hands behind her back and cuffed them tightly. The cold metal stung her warm skin, her hands growing cold as the pressure limited the circulation to her hands. He obviously knew that she had beaten up his fellow crew members.
"Where are you taking me?" Rose demanded her voice rough as she tried to push past the effects of the drug. The man still said nothing and just grabbed both of her arms and shoved her forward. Making her trip slightly
"What's going on?" She cried this time. Her voice rising slightly but the guard standing by the door also took her other side. She began to struggle. Screaming for someone to tell her what was going on, but as her eyes started to focus on the bright light she recognized her surroundings. She had been to this place before. She was at 10 Downing Street and then everything in her body went cold.
She was taken through corridors after corridors. People were looking at her with confusion evident in their features. Her side fringe was travelling over her forehead and then joining the rest of her hair which was travelling either side of her head and lying just on her shoulders. The guards were saying nothing and Rose had learnt to just keep her mouth shut and go where ever they were taking her. They weren't going to say anything. But suddenly they came to a corridor where everyone seemed to have vacated. The Guards stood outside the door and another man came to stand outside. He looked at Rose and then walked back into the room. After a short delay he stepped back out again. Nodded to the guards who then dragged her into the room.
Rose was brought into a study. Large windows were present acting as the other wall to the wall she was facing. Book shelves lines the other three walls. A desk in the centre of the room, two chairs in front of it and then a sofa lining the corner to her left. But the thing that scared her most was the man who was facing the window. His hands firmly placed behind his back while his head was raised. Intimidating and over dramatic. The two traits the Doctor had told her about the Master.
"You may leave" The young man stated, waving his hand, causing the guards to leave the room. "Now then Miss Tyler" The Master stated as he turned around and smiled over at Rose. "It is Tyler right... after all The Doctor doesn't really have a surname does he." The Master teased. Rose simply stared over at him. She wasn't going to show weakness to this man. The Doctor never did and she had been in situations like this before. She thought she would take a note out of the guard's book and stay silence.
"Right then Miss... Mrs Tyler, I have brought you here because I need you to do something for me" He simply stated, a huge grin present on his features as he looked over at the women in front of him.
"You're going to tell me just how the Doctor ticks." He smiled. Rose simply continued to look over at him. Sure Rose knew the Doctor's weaknesses. She knew his strengths. She knew him better than anyone, but the Doctor had taught her well. She wouldn't give up the information easily. The Master simply sighed angrily. He walked around his desk and walked over to the middle of it before crossing his hands over his chest and leant back onto the desk. His eyes frowning slightly as he took in the woman's silence. He had to admit, she was very beautiful. Her hazel eyes shining with life, her heart beating steadily in her chest. The Master admired the way she was able to control her emotions, normally people would be running away screaming.
"Are you just going to stand there? Not even going to ask me what my plan is?" He asked, shaking his head in anger slightly. Rose just stood there, her hands behind her back, her eyes staring forward, lips pursed slightly.
"Well then Rosie. It looks like we will have to do it the hard way" He stated before calling in the guards once again. They grabbed hold of her arms and she looked at them. She began to struggle slightly but the Master simply walked over to her, his face looking down at her, she simply looked up at him, her fringe away from her eyes. The Master smiled evilly before landing a blow to her stomach. She doubled over in pain slightly, but the guards held her in place, doing as they were told. The Master grabbed hold of her chin again and made her look up at him. Rose simply looked up though her eyelashes, her chest heaving as she tried to recover the air that was knocked from her lungs.
"Now then, I want you too tell me what the Doctor's weaknesses are" The Master said looking right at Rose.
"I don't know" She stated. And with that the Master slapped her right across the face. A stinging sensation being left on her cheek, where the Master's hand had connected with her cheek.
"Don't lie to me!" The Master snapped. "Do you really think the Doctor would marry you if you didn't know him inside out?" But Rose simply stared at him not saying a word. This made the Master angry. So angry that Rose could do nothing but let the Master do whatever he wanted with her.
Rose was half dragged back to the room she was being held in when the Master had finished with her. She was shoved into the room and she simply fell to the ground. Her bruised hands scratched and aching as they caught her head from crashing to the ground. She was weak so weak it hurt just breathing. She could feel the blood oozing from the gapping wounds on her back, caused by the Master and his horrific torture devices. Her body was battered and bruised due to the blow after blow the Master had landed on her body.
Rose had managed to crawl rather painfully over to the corner of the room. Her head was rested against the wall, her eyes closed as she tried to swallow the lump in her throat that was caused by her wounded and aching body. He had tortured her. Blow after blow taunting her about the Doctor. Telling her what he was going to do to him. To show him what he could do to her. All the while Rose whimpered and cried into the floor. Her memoires constantly flowing back to the Doctor on what he would do. And then she realised. The Doctor would never give up. Even if the situation was too hard to even think about the light at the end of the tunnel.
Rose moved her head from the concrete wall and opened her eyes. She knew what she needed to do. She needed to be strong, confident. She had to prove to the Master that she was an independent woman who didn't rely on the Doctor for everything. So from that moment on Rose was going to play the Masters game. No matter how bad the situation got, she was going to get through this, and her memories of the Doctor were the things to help her.
"Chan—welcome—tho." A young woman said as they bolted into the room. The Doctor was suddenly shown different instruments while Martha and Jack looked over at the woman. She was like an insect. Her body completely blue from head to toe, her head large while she had antenna sticking from the top of her head and pincers that moved on her chin.
"This is the gravitissimal accelerator. It's part of the …" Yana was heard as the Doctor looked on confused as the man talked at him, at 100 miles an hour
"Chan—welcome—tho" Chantho smiled as both Martha and Jack came to stand in front of her.
"And over here is the footprint impellor system. If you know anything about endtime gravity…" Yana stated again as the Doctor looked around and the place. Wires were hanging from the ceiling, machines were littered around the crowded room, the Doctor was simply rubbing his earlobe as he walked over to Yana as he continued to show the Doctor around his lab.
"Hello. Who are you?" Martha asked kindly, a smile on her face as she looked at the blue woman in front of her.
"Chan—Chantho—tho." She replied kindly with a smile on her face.
"But we can't get it to harmonize!" Yana complained as he waved his hand in front of him. The Doctor was frowning as he pulled out his glasses and then onto his nose.
"Captain Jack Harkness." Jack said, with a huge smile on his face. The Doctor had one of his hands resting on the top of the monitor while the other was on his side.
"Stop it." The Doctor stated, his eyes briefly looking up at his companion
"Can't I say hello to anyone?" Jack complained, his voice raised slightly while Martha smiled
"Chan—I do not protest—tho." The woman smiled
"Maybe later, Blue." Jack cooed winking at the woman who looked like she was blushing "So, what have we got here?" Jack asked as he clapped his hand together and stepped from the step. Martha was following Jack as she was curious about the sound coming from his rucksack.
"And all this feeds into the rocket?" The Doctor asked, his face scrunched up as he looked up at the ceiling, one of his hands resting on his hip, while Yana looked up with him.
"Yeah, except without a stable footprint we'll never achieve escape velocity." He stated as he looked down and waved his hands over the machines. The Doctor placed both his hands in his blazer pockets and sat down on the edge of one of the machines. "If only we could harmonize the five impact patterns and unify them, well, we might yet make it. What do you think, Doctor? Any ideas?" Yana asked. Jack had come to stand behind the Professor next to Chantho while the Doctor was looking around the place. His mouth closed but his jaw was guttering out slightly, a frown was on his face.
"Well, um, basically…sort of…not a clue." The Doctor said taking in a lungful of air, turning around slightly before turning to face Yana again
"Nothing?" He cried sadly
"I'm not from around these parts. I've never seen a system like it. Sorry." The Doctor said sadly
"No, no. I'm sorry. It's my fault. There's been so little help." Yana said looking away from the Doctor slightly dejected.
Martha was in the sitting area, a glass panel with bubbles floating behind her was some sort of decorative piece. But she was examining Jack's bag and pulled out a bubbling metal container which held a hand in it.
"Oh my God." Martha stated as she placed the hand on the table, the others frowning as they came over to her. Jack had one of his arms resting on the wall; Yana was looking on in curiosity while the Doctor went to sit on one of the chairs. His mouth hanging open while he frowned at the container. "You've got a hand. A hand in a jar. A hand in a jar in your bag."
"That's—that's my hand!" The Doctor exclaimed. He stumbled over his words as his voice rose. He looked back up to Jack, his hands resting over each other as he looked up at the man
"I said I had a Doctor detector." Jack argued, his head nodding slightly
"Chan—is this a tradition amongst your people—tho?" Chantho asked
"Not on my street. What d'you mean that's your hand? You've got both your hands, I can see them" Martha complained, snapping at her friends slightly. Her eyebrows raised while her hands were placed to her hips.
"Long story. I lost my hand Christmas Day. In a swordfight." The Doctor simply stated, his eyebrows raised as he looked up at Martha and then to his hand. One of his hands was placed onto his leg, the other to the side of the chair.
"What? And you grew another hand?" Martha joked. Her face smiling while she moved from one foot to the other, her own hand moving to her hip. Thinking she was correct while saying it sarcastically
"Um yeah. Yeah I did. Yeah. Hello." The Doctor said cheekily and happily. Martha was not looking impressed while the Doctor smiled at him and waved his fingers towards her
"Might I ask what species are you?" Yana asked his eyebrows in a frown.
"Time Lord. Last of. Heard of them?" The Doctor said dramatically as he brought in a lungful of air and leant back slightly, his eyebrows raised "Legend or anything? Not even a myth? Blimey, end of the universe is a bit humbling." The Doctor complained quietly
"Chan—It is said that I am the last of my species too—tho." Chantho stated, Jack simply looked down at her kindly
"Sorry, what was your name?" The Doctor asked as he placed his elbows on his knees, hands clasped together as he leant forward slightly
"My assistant and good friend, Chantho. A survivor of the Malmooth. This was their planet, Malcassairo, before we took refuge." Yana stated, waving at his friend, nodding his head as he spoke, all the while Chantho smile slightly embarrassed
"The city outside, that was yours?" The Doctor confirmed, his forehead creasing
"Chan—the conglomeration died—tho." Chantho stated
"Conglomeration! That's what I said!" The Doctor cried happily as he leant back, crossing his legs over the other.
"You're supposed to say sorry." Jack said to the Doctor quietly, his head raising as he raised his eyebrows
"Oh, yes. Sorry." The Doctor said as he moved back into his previous position, his eyebrows now in a frown.
"Chan—most grateful—tho."
"You grew another hand?" Martha stated, still not able to take it in. The Doctor was simply looking up at her kindly, his glasses still on his nose, eyebrows raised, eyes wide as he looked up at her.
"Hello again." He cried happily as he waved his fingers at her "It's fine. Look. Really, it's me." The Doctor said affectionately. He stood up and walked over to Martha, holding out his hand, wiggling his fingers before Martha took it and shook his hand.
"All this time and you're still full of surprises." Martha laughed nervously, placing her hand to the top of his arm slightly. The Doctor was beaming down at her, his eyes kind as he clicked his tongue and winked at her.
"Chan-you are most unusual—tho." Chantho cried happily.
"Well…" The Doctor said happily, dragging out his word. He was in a very cheeky mood Martha noticed. His smile still on his face, letting out a slight smile.
"So what about those things outside? The Beastie Boys. What are they?" Jack asked, trying to change the topic
"We call them the Futurekind. Which is a myth in itself, but, uh, it is feared they are what we will become. Unless we reach Utopia." Yana said as he moved his head to focus on each one of them individually, his shoulders shrugging slightly
"And Utopia is…" The Doctor asked with a frown on his face, shaking his head slightly, and moving his lips into a pout.
"Oh, every human knows of Utopia. Where have you been?"Yana argued, moving away slightly
"Bit of a hermit."The Doctor stated, scrunching up his face, thinking back to the man he once knew on his home planet Gallifrey. Yana simply looked at him confused
"A hermit with friends?" He asked, shrugging his shoulders
"Hermits United. We meet up every ten years. Swap stories about caves. It's good fun…for a hermit. So, um, Utopia?" The Doctor rambled excitedly, before Yana looked at him with excitement. He motioned the Doctor forward with his finger and walked over to a computer showing a navigational chart with a blinking red dot. Martha and Jack standing close behind the Doctor.
"The call came from across the stars over and over again. Come to Utopia. Originated from that point." Yana stated in monotone. The Doctor had his chin resting on his hand as he frowned at the screen
"Where is that?"The Doctor asked, his head bouncing as his head was still rested on his hand. His face still in a frown.
"Oh, it's far beyond the Condensate Wilderness. Out towards the wildlands and the dark matter reefs. Calling us in. The last of the humans. Scattered across the night."
"What do you think's out there?" The Doctor asked as he looked up at him. Jack was looking around the place while Martha continued to frown as she listened to the Professors story.
"I don't know. A colony, a city, some sort of haven? The Science Foundation created the Utopia Project thousands of years ago to preserve mankind—to find a way of surviving beyond the collapse of reality itself. Now perhaps they found it. Perhaps not. But it's worth a look, don't you think?" Yana explained. All the while The Doctor rubbed his hand over his mouth to then placed it with his elbows which were resting on the table. He looked up to the old man every now and then as he listened intently on what he was telling him.
"Oh yes. (And the signal keeps modulating, so it's not automatic. There's a good sign. Someone's out there. And that's…ooh, that's a navigation matrix, isn't it? So you can fly without stars to guide you." The Doctor suddenly looked up at the Professor to see he had his eyes shut in pain. The Doctor righted his posture and looked right at the old man. "Professor? Professor?"
"I—Right, that's enough talk. There's work to do. Now if you could leave. Thank you." Yana stated snapping himself from his pain and walking away from the group who were frowning at him
"You all right?" The Doctor asked curious from the place he was standing. His face in a frown while he looked at the man
"Yes. I'm fine! And busy!" Yana stated as he lost himself in his work once again
"Except that rocket's not going to fly, is it?" The Doctor said while sucking in a lungful of air. He placed his arm on one of the machines while he looked over at the Professor "This footprint mechanism thing, it's not working." He said sadly, Chantho simply looked at the Professor sadly
"We'll find a way!" Yana shouted
"You're stuck on this planet. And you haven't told them, have you?" The Doctor admired. Yana simply looked around him, not wanting to look at the Doctor "That lot out there, hey still think they're gonna fly." The Doctor finished while Yana shoved himself to sit down
"Well, it's better to let them live in hope." He said as he moved his torso in the direction of the rest of the passengers.
"Quite right, too." The Doctor said kindly, his voice raising "And I must say, Professor…" He said walking around the machines taking off his coat and passing it towards Jack who took it as he passed. The Doctor looked back at Jack and smiled slightly "Um, what was it?" The Doctor said down to him
"Yana."
"Professor Yana. This new science is well beyond me, but all the same, a boost reversal circuit, in any time frame, must be a circuit which reverses the boost. So, I wonder, what would happen if I did this? "He said as he picked up the circuit, pulled out his sonic screwdriver and used it on the cable before switching it on and given them power. He smiled up at the ceiling, the rest of his friends were smiling up at him. Large klaxon alarms began to bellow around him, the rest of his friends bellowing with happiness
"Chan—it's working—tho!"
"But how did you do that?" Yana cried in misbelieve, his face absolutely delighted with a mix of confusion
"Oh, we've been chatting away. I forgot to tell you, I'm brilliant." The Doctor cried happily and huge smile on his face.
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