Yeah... Sorry about not uploading. I've been a bit busy. Sorry about that. Um, so you might want a quick previously on... am I right? Of course I am. So, here's what happened last chapter. Weelll... They found the Master on Earth, posing as Harold Saxon, the new Prime Minister. They soon found out that he was targeting them and everyone close to them. Martha's family is kidnaped and Torchwood is sent on a wild goose chase. The Master reveals that he has been contacted by 'Toclafane', an alien that, as the Doctor and the Rose informed Martha and Jack, don't exist. The Rose reveals that she knew the Doctor as kids on Gallifrey, back when he was Theta Sigma and she was Rho Psi. Then the Doctor, the Rose, Martha, and Jack transport themselves to the Valiant and witness the Master killing the President of the United States, using the Toclafane to do his biding. The Master then opens a rift in Time using the cannibalized TARDIS as a paradox machine. The Toclafane descend and start killing 1/10th of the population. The Doctor, after his regeneration ability is turned off, sends Martha out to walk the earth and Jack is captured. The Rose, somehow, escapes the Master's notice and hides in the TARDIS. She also realizes that she can somehow communicate with the Doctor. Whelp, that's all.
It had been nearly five months since the Master and the Toclafane took over the world. In fact it had been four months, two weeks, four days, fifteen hours, sixteen minutes, fifty seconds and five milliseconds. The Rose had, after one hour, forty-nine seconds and nine milliseconds of sitting on her bed, decided to start working on a solution to the Toclafane problem.
"Come on, come on. Just think. The Toclafane obviously didn't come from this time, but where did they come from? The Doctor fused the coordinates, so they could only be from now, or the year one trillion. But where could they have come from? The only life form we found were the humans and Chantho. Chantho said she was the last of her kind, so obviously not whatever she was. But that just left the- oh. Oh no. Oh please no. No no no no no!" She ran her hands through her hair, much like she knew the Doctor did. She paced around the console, still a little nervous about being in the paradox machine. "Oh come on Rose, think. Anything else! Just not that! Oh this is going to kill the Doctor when he figures it out!" The Rose sat down in the jump seat and put her head in her hands. She really hoped she was wrong, but knew that she probably wasn't.
"I need to figure out how to stop this. The Doctor can't and I'm the only one who has the resources and knowledge. So, where to start? How did they get here? Well obviously when the Master activated the paradox machine. But, if they're what I think they are, and I really hope their not, but if they are, how did they end up looking like the Toclafane? And why kill all those humans? Think Rose, think!"
She had thought and, after coming up with a plausible conclusion, set about figuring out how to stop them. From inside the TARDIS she had access to all televisions, cameras, computers, mobiles, and every other form of electronic, whether it was on or not (not including sonics or other alien technology). She soon got a clear visual of a Toclafane and started finding videos of their abilities. After creating a data base of everything she could find on the Toclafane she started to look for weaknesses. One month, one week, six days, twenty hours, forty-seven minutes, thirty-two seconds, and twenty milliseconds had passed by then. After another two months, one week, three days, five hours, fifteen seconds, and fifty milliseconds had passed the Rose came to the solution that only a high electrical charge, not unlike a bolt of lighting, would incapacitate the Toclafane. It wouldn't kill them, but after you pried the shell open, it would be all too easy to wipe one out.
The Rose was currently working on a way to bring the Master down and restore the Doctor's relative youth. She had been working on this problem since she finished working out how to deal with the Toclafane. This was much harder because the Master was a lot cleverer than a few billion floating balls. She had already come to the conclusion that his laser screwdriver would have isomorphic controls, meaning only the Mster would be able to use it. She also realized that any escape attempt would only hurt Martha's family and Jack.
"Come on Rho! You used to be so much cleverer than this! Must have been all that time as a human. How do they function with such tiny little brains? Useless they are! No. That's not right. They're brilliant if you give them a chance. Weelll, some of them. No, stop. You're rambling. Stay focused. You need to concentrate. Okay. From what I've gathered the Master is building millions of rockets in giant shipyards all over the Earth. He will most likely use these to start a war with the rest of the universe. This should take about a year to complete, so one year exactly and he'll activate them. He's also got the Archangel Network still working, most likely to keep everyone afraid. The Toclafane will take care of anyone who decides to rebel, so that's out. Oh, but I'm missing something! Something big!" She started to pace again.
'Rose. Are you alright?' The Doctor was trying to reach her. The Rose paused in her pace and sat down.
'I'm fine. Just stressed. I've been trying to figure out how to help you and it's a little frustrating. I feel like I'm missing something big, but I can't think of what it might be!' She sent back. She felt the Doctor sigh in relief. She knew that he has been worried that whatever has been shielding her from the Master will somehow stop working. At first she was worried too, but after the first month she realized it wouldn't be going anywhere. The Doctor, however, was not so accepting. He tended to worry about unnecessary things. But then, that was one of the reasons she loved him.
'Maybe if you tell me, I could help.' He had been pestering her for information on what she was doing since she started. She smiled slightly, used to his curiosity coming up in their conversations.
'I don't think that would be wise. The Master might find out, and I don't want him to stop me. Don't worry, I'm still safe. I won't enact my crazy suicidal plan before telling you, okay?' She joked with him, while still being half-serious. The Doctor sent her a mental sigh, then retreated back into his own mind. The Rose went back to her work.
"So, the Master is using the Archangel Network to keep everyone scared. Oo! What if we use that network to restore the Doctor? If we got every single person on Earth to think the exact same thing at the exact same time the Archangel Network would use all that psychic energy and it would be directed toward whomever they were thinking about! Oh that's brilliant! If every single human on Earth thought 'the Doctor' at the exact same time, then all that psychic energy would not only restore his youth, but it would also give him psychic power, if only briefly. Yes! But what day? It has to be a day that everyone would know about and they would all have to think it at the same time. That could prove to be difficult, what with the different time zones. Oh, but wait! The Master will want to broadcast the launch of his rockets, he always was one to brag, he's given us the perfect weapon! Oh this is brilliant!"
The Rose ran out of the console room and headed to one of the 'Spare Technology' rooms. She shuffled about a bit, mumbling to herself.
"Where is it? I know I saw it in here recently. Oh, come on!" She tossed aside a laser spanner, briefly remarking that she knew Emmeline Pankhurst hadn't stolen it, and rumaged for a short while before exclaiming; "Ha! Found it!" and pulling out a Vortex Manipulator. She took it back to the console room and fiddled with it, using one of the Doctors's old sonic screwdrivers. When she was done adjusting it she put it on her wrist.
'Doctor, I'm sorry. I really don't want to leave you here and I don't know if we'll still be able to communicate when I'm gone. Don't worry, I'm not dying. I'm going to travel the world like Martha. I have an idea about how to save you. I love you Theta. With all of both my hearts. Goodbye.' With that she pushed the activation button and she was gone. She landed somewhere in Cardiff, she didn't know where, but could feel the Rift close by. She cast one last look toward London and started her mission. She walked up to a house and knocked. The door was opened by a gruff man holding a gun.
"You might not want to answer the door with that. Guns are prohibited by our so-called 'Lord and Master'. Not that I mind o'course. But I don't think your family would like it if a Toclafane shot you. Name's Mala by the way. Mala Lupus. Can I come in?" She peaked around and found the house filled with hungry, tired looking people. She turned back to a now very confused man at the door. She smiled and pushed past him into the house. It took him fifteen seconds and forty-three milliseconds to close the door.
"Who the bloody hell are you? You can't just barge into my house like that! There's a bloody massacre out there!" The man from the door shouted at her. The Rose sighed.
"Hello! My name is Mala Lupus. I'm here to save your lives and the lives of everyone on Earth. Because, you see, I'm bloody brilliant and I have figured out exactly how to stop Harold Saxon and his bloody Toclafane. So, if you have a problem with that, please tell me now." The Rose waited and when he didn't object she continued.
"Now, is this everyone in the house? 'Cos, there could really be more people. Now, why don't one of you lovely chaps go and round up everyone else, yeah?" Two of the boys scurried off and went about the house. A few minutes they returned, followed by the rest of the household.
"Right, now that everyone is here, I can get started. Now, I assume you've all heard stories of Martha Jones, yeah?" Everyone nodded their assent. "Well, the same guy who sent her out sorta sent me out to. I don't have the same mission, and technically he never told me to leave. But, here's the thing, he's in trouble. Harold Saxon is holdin' him prisoner, and I'm the only one clever enough to get him out. I know you all saw when the President got shot on the Telly. I was there. I saw it happening right before my eyes. My friend, the Doctor, he tried to stop it. Did you see that skinny bloke in the suit?" A few people nodded yes, and a few others had to think for a moment before nodding. "I don't blame ya if you didn't, he was wearing a perception filter, which is something that you really don't need to know about. But he's in trouble and I need your help to get him out of it." The Rose told the dirtied faces surrounding her. A small boy raised his hand, and under any other circumstance the Rose would have found it cute.
"Yeah, what's your name?" She asked the boy.
"Simon, ma'am. Um, what could we do to help this man? We aren't anythin' special." The boy asked the Rose. She smiled at him.
"Of course you're special. Look at you! The human race, even in times of crisis you're always asking the right questions. Always looking for new ways to grow and expand. New ways to survive. In all my travels, both with the Doctor and without, I've never met anyone who wasn't important. Even the most ordinary person, no, especially the most ordinary person can make a difference. And all I need from you is to tell a story. I want each one of you to tell someone a story, and have them tell the story to someone else. i want you to tell the story of the Doctor." The faces surrounding her nodded.
"The Doctor has saved all of your lives, and you never even knew he existed. Every time something strange or unusual has happened, he's been there to sort it out. He never asks to be thanked, never stays, and never stops. I travelled with him and I've seen the best and worst of him. But even at his absolute worst, he still saved you. Even when he had lost everything that mattered to him, he still watched out for this tiny little speck of a world and the strange little apes that live on it. So maybe little Miss Martha has become a legend, but that's wrong. Because her name isn't important and neither is mine. Because the Doctor is the one that sent us out. He's savin' you, even while he's trapped and helpless. He is the most wonderful person I know and I love him with everything in me."
Okay, I know that was a pretty short, but you know what? If you want long chapters, go read a book! I am a freshman in high school, not a published novelist! Oh, and please review. Five is the new four.