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A/N Thanks for the amazing response on the first part of 'The Gogan Colonisation'.

Here is Part 2 and we have Amy and Rose going undercover to find the segment. I should have added this the last time but canon Drahvins were obsessed with beauty and had a deep aversion to anything ugly.

Sorry there isn't a lot of Rory and the Doctor in this chapter. This one is going to focus a lot on Amy, since it is supposed to be her speciality.

And I should add that I hate writing the word 'slave' again and again, and if there had been a different way to describe the class, I would have used it. I apologise to anyone that I might inadvertently offend.

Happy Reading!

The Gogan Colonisation: The Portal

Previously

"State your names, relationship status and purpose for the visit."

"I am Amy Pond and this is my wife, Rose Tyler. We are here to visit your wonderful society."

"Welcome Amy Pond and Rose Tyler. We hope you will enjoy your stay on Goga."

Goga, for all its faults, was a beautiful planet. The sky was a boring grey and there weren't a lot of trees in sight but the buildings were so tall that their top floors were lost to the clouds. Every building had a glass exterior and they each had a different colour.

The tall building opposite the visitor's arrival centre was a resplendent red and the one next to it was a dark blue. On and on it went with so many different colours that the whole place was shining like a brilliant rainbow crystal. Flying cars zoomed through the air space above the streets and everywhere they looked, they found various humanoid women dressed in many varied ways.

"Which way?" Amy murmured to Rose.

Rose took out the core and held it in front of her. The beeping was muted, so she moved around in a circle slowly. "That way!" said Rose, pointing down the street on their left.

Amy nodded and the two of them began to walk down the street. They passed various vendors selling jewellery, fabrics and perfumes and Rose was reluctantly beginning to admire the place. Amy guessed the look on her face and laughed. "It's hard to hate them, isn't it?" she asked sympathetically. "They really have been raised to think that females are the better gender and that beauty is the most important thing in the universe."

"It's not completely right, though," frowned Rose. "I mean, I am all for girl power and all that, but...gender shouldn't decide superiority. Know what I mean?"

Amy nodded. "From where I come from, gender has become mostly irrelevant," she said. "If it hadn't been for all my travels as a Time Agent, I would never have realised that different cultures regard gender differently."

"Back home, men have been the dominant ones for a long time throughout history. It's been changing a lot though. Feminism is becoming more relevant and prominent every day," said Rose. "Men can still be chauvinistic pigs sometimes though."

"Rory isn't all that bad," amended Amy.

"Rory is the exception," said Rose with a smile. "He's too sweet, bless him." The core in her hand beeped loudly when they passed a tall sky blue building and Rose stopped. "Right here."

Amy was looking at the building. "Are you sure?" she asked.

"Yeah, why?" asked Rose, noticing the slightly worried look on her face.

Amy pointed at the plaque which bore the name of the establishment in the building. "How do you feel about joining a cult?"

Rose read the plaque that read 'The Sisterhood of Goga'. "Oh bollocks," she said.

"Exactly," agreed Amy.

"Sister Ariya, we have a new member," Sister Mila said.

"Oh wonderful, who is it?" Sister Ariya asked, delighted.

"Fay Arri," said Sister Mila. "She was married to a male," she said the last word in a hushed voice as if saying a bad curse word.

"Oh no, poor dear," said Sister Ariya with concern. "Where is she now?"

"We had to sedate her. One of the worst cases of Stockholm Syndrome I have seen," said Sister Mila, dejectedly.

Sister Ariya patted the younger Drahvin's shoulder sympathetically. "Don't worry, we shall make sure that she is cured," she said. "I will revive her and start with her first session."

"Wonderful," said Sister Mila with a bright smile. "Will you require my assistance?"

"Oh no, some of the slaves will do," said Sister Ariya. She lowered her voice. "I need you to make sure that the temple is fine."

"Understood," said Sister Mila. "I shall go check on it now."

"Splendid," said Sister Ariya.

Sister Mila gave a quick nod and left Sister Ariya's office. At the end of the hallway, there was an elevator which she entered and pressed the button for the basement. With a ping, the doors closed and the elevator began to descend. Moments later, the doors opened at the basement level of the building.

Mila exited the elevator and walked down the corridor swiftly. It was lit by lanterns as opposed to the technologically advanced lighting that was used in the building above.

The slaves at the temple doors bowed at Mila and she spared them a disdainful glance as she entered. No slaves were permitted in the temple and there was good reason for it. Mila went to the big mainframe computer and started the boot up sequence.

Enter Identification

Mila scanned her retina and placed her palm on the touch pad.

Identification Authorised: Welcome Sister Mila

Mila quickly entered the code to open the portal.

Opening time portal

Mila looked up and smiled victoriously when a small light began to glow near the statue of the goddess at the altar. It became brighter and brighter until it was a circular portal, big enough to fit a grown woman. She waited for a few moments and sure enough, the portal glowed red for a second before a magazine slipped through.

Mila walked up to it quickly and picked up the magazine. It was dated in early 36th century. Mila smiled. Testing was becoming more and more successful as time passed. Soon, the Drahvins would have time travel and they would rule over all of time.

"I don't like it, Rory," said the Doctor as he frowned at one of the screens.

"I told you we shouldn't have let them go alone," said Rory.

"No, not about that," said the Doctor dismissively. "I am worried about the time coordinates changing."

"Why?" asked Rory.

"Drahvins don't have time travel," said the Doctor. "They never have and hopefully, they never will."

"You won't get any arguments from me," said Rory. "But if they don't have time travel, then how did the segment move through time?"

"I don't know," said the Doctor, sounding uncharacteristically frustrated. "It should not be happening."

"Maybe the coordinates were just wrong the first time," said Rory, trying to dispel the Doctor's bad mood. "Wouldn't be the first time that we have arrived at the wrong coordinates."

The Doctor snorted. "Haven't you noticed that we have been landing at precise locations recently?" he asked.

"Er," said Rory, realising that it was true. They hadn't missed a single destination of the key so far.

"It's because of the core," said the Doctor when he saw the realisation on Rory's face. "The time-space coordinates are the ones nearest to the segment. Usually, the TARDIS has a mind of her own when it comes to navigation but she cannot ignore precise coordinates like these. Besides, the old girl knows how important this is, don't you?" he asked, patting the console tenderly.

Rory coughed and looked away awkwardly. "Uh, so Drahvins and time travel," he prompted.

The Doctor scowled. "I don't know but I hope Amy and Rose find the segment and manage to get back unharmed," he said.

Mila entered the lobby when she was notified by a slave that two women had entered the building voluntarily. Her eyes widened when she saw the couple. The redhead was taller, with long legs that seemed to go on forever. The blonde that she was holding hands with was shorter but had an amazing curvy figure. One thing was certain, the couple was gorgeous.

"Hello, welcome to the Sisterhood. I'm Sister Mila. How may I help you ladies today?" Mila asked with a bright smile.

"Hi, I'm Rose and this is my wife, Amy," said the blonde with a wide smile. "We are actually visiting your planet and were hoping for a tour of your institution."

"Oh, how wonderful!" said Mila, excited. "We do love new visitors. Especially as beautiful as you two. Let's start at the auditorium, shall we?"

"Splendid," said Amy with a grin. "Do lead the way."

Mila clapped her hands in excitement and began to lead them towards the elevator at the end of the lobby. Amy leaned close to Rose. "Where?" she whispered in her ear.

"Downstairs," Rose whispered back, slipping the core back into her jacket pocket so that Mila wouldn't see it.

Unfortunately for them, the auditorium was upstairs. It was a wide room with seats arranged in a semi-circle. "We host our seminars here," said Mila. "There is one this evening on overthrowing a patriarchy in under a year."

"Sounds...wonderful," said Amy with a quick grin and elbowing Rose to do the same.

Mila looked delighted at their reaction and led them back to the elevator. "Up here," she said, opening the doors on the 16th floor. "We have the session rooms. We can observe one right now."

Amy and Rose tried to look pleased as Mila led them to a viewing chamber adjacent to one of the 'session rooms'. A Drahvin slightly older than Mila sat in a chair next to the bed of a woman who had been buckled down.

"That is Sister Ariya," said Mila. "Our senior-most leader."

"Who's the pri...um, patient?" asked Rose, stopping herself from saying 'prisoner' when Amy squeezed her hand tightly in warning.

"Fay Arri, she was brought to us today," said Mila. "Tragic case. Poor thing had been married to a man."

"Yeah, tragic," said Amy, nudging Rose to conceal her surprise.

"Do you know where you are?" Sister Ariya asked Fay.

"I don't...please, let me go," begged Fay.

"As you can see, she is suffering from immense trauma," said Mila to Amy and Rose.

In the session room, Sister Ariya pressed a button on the machine next to Fay's bed and Fay fell silent. "What happened?" Rose asked curiously.

"Oh, Sister Ariya just gave her something to relax," said Mila. "Now, she will be put under sleep. And then slowly, Sister Ariya will start to repair her trauma."

"Like hypnosis then?" asked Rose.

"Hypnosis?" Mila asked, confused.

"What Rose means," Amy interrupted. "...is whether Sister Ariya will be talking to her while repairing her trauma."

"Yes, exactly," said Mila.

"I think I need some air," said Rose, feeling bile rise in her throat.

"That's a good idea!" said Amy, at once. "Don't mind her, she's a bit delicate." She could practically feel Rose's seething thoughts but this was their one chance to shake Mila off.

"That's completely understandable," said Mila sympathetically. "Such a delicate beauty should not have to witness the ugliness in the world. There's a terrace garden on the 10th floor. I'll show you."

"Oh, that's not necessary," said Amy, putting an arm around Rose's shoulders. "Come along now, darling. Let's get some fresh air."

"Such a lovely couple," Mila smiled happily to herself as they left together.

Once in the elevator, Rose glared at Amy. "Delicate?" she asked.

"Oh come on, I was just trying to get Mila the maniac off our backs," Amy defended.

"These people are sick," said Rose, disgusted. "They are brainwashing those poor, unfortunate women."

"That's the way Drahvins are," said Amy. "I warned you."

"I know," sighed Rose. "Sucks that we can't interfere though. I would love to put an end to this."

"So would I," said Amy. "So, which floor does it feel like?"

Rose glanced at the row of buttons in the elevator. "Only one floor below the lobby," she said, pointing to the one labelled 'B'. "What do you think? Basement?"

"Very likely," said Amy, pressing it. "Let's see what it is."

The elevator doors opened at the basement and Amy and Rose exchanged surprised looks. "Now, this looks like a cult's basement," remarked Rose as they saw the stone corridors lit by lanterns. "What's their game, do you think?"

"Don't know," said Amy shortly. "This feels weird somehow."

"You know, we probably shouldn't tell the Doctor that we had to actually partially join a cult to get the segment," remarked Rose as they walked down the corridor.

"Why not?" asked Amy, amused.

"Can you imagine how unbearable he would become?" Rose asked with a grimace. She put on a faux-Liverpool accent. "No, Rose. Remember what happened the last time you ventured out on your own? You nearly joined a cult."

Amy laughed as Rose imitated the Doctor to perfection.

"Halt! Who goes there?" It was a pair of slave soldiers standing guard outside a pair of double doors.

"Oh hello," said Amy cheerfully. "I'm Amy and this is Rose."

Rose looked surprised at her relaxed state and wondered what she was up to. The slaves looked a bit confused before bowing to them. "How may we serve you?" they asked.

"What's beyond those doors?" asked Amy.

"It's the temple," said one of the slave Drahvin.

"Well, we need to go in then," said Amy.

The slaves exchanged confused looks but at Amy's imploring look, they opened the doors. "Please go in," they said.

"Thank you," said Amy with a smile. "And don't tell anybody."

"Yes," they answered.

Rose followed Amy in a daze. "What the hell?" she asked, once the doors had closed behind them.

"Remember what the Doctor and I said about the slave class? They have no independence or the power to think. They are just force-grown clones," explained Amy.

"So, they just obeyed you?" Rose asked, boggled.

"Yeah, we have names and are female," said Amy as she walked up to the mainframe. "They have to listen to us."

Rose wondered briefly if she was becoming desensitised to the Drahvins' treatment of everyone or if she was going mad, when that piece of information didn't surprise her much. She shook her head and looked at Amy. "What is that?" she asked.

"Some sort of a mainframe," said Amy with a frown. "Probably not important. What's the core say?"

"That's strange," said Rose, holding it in front of her. "It's gone silent."

"Maybe you read it wrong before," said Amy.

"No, it was pointing to the basement up until we left the elevator. Now the signal is just gone. Not just from the basement, but I think from the planet itself," said Rose as she turned around in circles trying to catch a faint signal. But the core stayed silent.

"How could it have disappeared?" asked Amy, confused.

"I don't know," said Rose. "Think the mainframe had something to do with it?"

"Why would it?" asked Amy.

Rose rolled her eyes. "Those Drahvins at the door called this a temple. Apart from that altar over there, does anything look like a temple to you?"

Amy's eyes brightened. "You're right," she said. "There might be a secret safe or something that would be cancelling out the signal or something."

"Can you get into it?" asked Rose

"I can try," said Amy, typing rapidly. "Ah, gotcha!"

The boot up sequence started and Rose gave Amy an impressed look.

Enter identification

"What now?" asked Rose.

"Don't worry," said Amy, reaching into her jacket pocket. She took out a small disc and swiped it in front of the retina scanner before placing it on the touch pad.

Identification Authorised: Welcome Sister Mila

"How'd you do that?" asked Rose, surprised.

"It's the ultimate hacker," said Amy, tucking it back into her pocket. "It hacks using the details of the last person to operate the machine. I said I did a lot of work in this era, did I not?"

Rose conceded with a nod and left Amy to read the databanks. She wandered over to the altar and held the core out in front of her. It stayed silent, so she tucked it back into her jacket. The altar itself was pretty plain and the statue at the end wasn't one that Rose recognised. But it was definitely a goddess of some sort.

She felt a sense of dread as she realised that Amy was right. This place was weird. The whole thing was made to look primitive but the statue was collecting dust while all the machinery was spotless. It was like the temple was a facade to protect something much, much worse.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a triumphant cry from Amy. Before she could ask her what she had discovered, Rose saw the statue start to glow. She raised her eyebrows as the glow became brighter. "Amy!" she called.

Amy looked at her and her eyes went wide. "Rose! Get away from there!" she yelled.

Rose stared at her in confusion before realising that the glow was getting brighter and uncomfortably closer to her. Slowly, a tear opened up like a small opening. Rose tried to move away but her feet were already caught up in the glow and she felt something pulling her feet. "Amy!" she yelled.

Amy ran to her and caught her arms, trying to pull her back. "Come on, Rose! Try to hold on!"

"I am trying!" said Rose as she felt herself slip further inside the circle. The glow was a bright red now.

Amy increased her strength and tried to pull Rose back but she was slipping deeper and deeper into the portal. "It's a time portal!" Amy yelled. "I don't know how stable it is."

"What happens if it's unstable?" Rose asked as she felt her whole body from the waist down being sucked into the portal.

"It will de-atomise you," said Amy through the effort of trying to pull her. "Hold on!"

"I can't!" said Rose. Only her head and shoulders remained outside the portal now. "Amy, tell the Doctor and Rory..."

"No, I'm not letting you go!" screamed Amy as she worked in vain to keep her from being swallowed into the portal. But her grip was slipping and Rose was being sucked in with a greater force than she could counter.

"It's okay," said Rose as the portal swallowed her whole.

"ROSE!" shrieked Amy as the red glow died down and the portal closed itself off.

Amy stared at the altar in horror. She felt numb all over. And just as she thought that things couldn't get any worse, Sister Mila and Sister Ariya entered the temple.

"Now then," said Sister Ariya, glowering at Amy. "You have some explaining to do."

A/N End of Part 2. So, what did you think?

The next part will see what happened to Rose, how Amy will escape and what the Doctor and Rory will have to do. Whoever said that things would ever be easy.

Anyway, I just finished watching the Broadchurch finale and I'm still in shock. That is all.

See you next time!

~ Phoenix