Planet of the Dead- Part 2
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After a while of walking we are taken to a wreck in the desert. "These fly things, they must be responsible. They brought us here." Christina said.
"No, no, no, no. Look at the ship. It's a wreck. They crashed, just like us." The Doctor said.
The aliens lead us into the wreck. "Oh, but this place is freezing." Christina said.
"Mmm. The hull's made of photafine steel. Turns cold when it's hot. Boiling desert outside, freezing ship inside. Since I met you, Christina, we've been through all the extremes." The Doctor said.
"That's how I like things, extreme." Christina muttered.
"Oh, this is beautiful. Intact, it must have been magnificent. A proper streamlined deep spacer." I said, glancing around the ship.
"I'll remember that as I'm being slowly tortured. At least I'm bleeding on the floor of a really well designed spaceship." Christina remarked. I rolled my eyes. Two aliens chitter at them. One of them touches a round purple device on his overall.
"Oh, right, good. Yes. Hello. That's a telepathic translator. He can understand us." The Doctor said.
"Still sounds like gibberish to me." Christina said.
"That's what I said. He can understand us. It doesn't work the other way round. (translates) You will suffer for your crimes, etcetera. You have committed an act of violence against the Tritovore race. Tritovores. They're called Tritovores. You came here in the two hundred to destroy us. Sorry, what's the two hundred?" The Doctor asked.
"It's the bus. Number two hundred. They mean the bus." I told The Doctor.
"Oh. No, look, I think you're making the same mistake Christina did. I'm the Doctor, by the way, and this is Susan Jane Anderson, and this is Christina. The Honourable Lady Christina. At least I hope she's honourable. We got pulled through that wormhole. The two hundred doesn't look like that normally. It's broken, just the same as you." The Doctor said.
The alien lowers his weapon. "What are they doing?" Christina asked.
"They believe me." The Doctor said.
"What, as simple as that?"
"I've got a very honest face. And the translator says I'm telling the truth. Plus the face. Right. So, first things first. There's a very strange storm heading our way. Can you send out a probe? Oh, they've lost power. Hmm, the crash knocked the mainline crystallography out of synch. But if I can jiggle it back."
He kicks the machine and it comes to life. "I thank you. Yes, I am. Frequently. Okey doke, let's launch that probe." We look at an image that zooms in to the planet. " The Scorpion Nebula. We're on the other side of the universe. Just what you wanted. So far away. The planet of San Helios."
"And that's us? We're on another world." Christina said.
"We have been for quite a while." The Doctor told her.
"I know, but seeing it like that."
"It's good, isn't it?" I asked her.
"Wonderful." Christina responded.
"The Tritovores were going to trade with San Helios. Population of one hundred billion. Plenty of waste matter for them to absorb." I said.
"By waste matter, you mean." Christina said.
"They feed off what others leave behind from their behind, if you see what I mean. It's perfectly natural. They are flies." The Doctor said.
"Charming. Just remind me never to kiss them." Christina said, disgusted.
"San Helios City." I said.
"That's amazing. But you've seen this sort of thing before, haven't you?"
"Thousands of times." The Doctor said.
"That Lordship of yours. The Lord of where, exactly?"
"Of Time. I come from a race of people called Time Lords." The Doctor said.
"You're an alien?" Christina asked.
"I'm one to. Just recently though. Time Lady." I told her. She gave me a questioning look and I said, "Later."
"You look human." Christina said, turning to look at The Doctor and me.
"You look Time Lord. We came first." The Doctor said.
"So if that's San Helios, all we need to do is find that city. They can help us." Christina said.
"I don't think it's that simple. We're in the city right now." The Doctor said.
"But it's sand. That first image, the temples and things, what's that then, ancient history?" Christina asked. The alien chitters.
"The image was taken last year." I told Christina who looked astonished.
"It became a desert in one year?"
"I said there was something in the sand. The city, the oceans, the mountains, the wildlife, and a hundred billion people turned to sand. All those voices in Carmen's head. She's hearing them die." The Doctor said.
"But I've got sand in my hair. That's dead people. Oh, that's disgusting. Oh." Christina said, putting her fingers through her hair and using them like a brush.
"Something destroyed the whole of San Helois." I said.
"Yes, but in my hair." Christina said, trying desperately to get the sand out.
The phone rings. The Doctor put it on speaker.
"Malcolm, tell me the bad news." The Doctor said.
"Oh, you are clever. It is bad news. It's the wormhole, Doctor. It's getting bigger. We've gone way past One hundred Bernards. I haven't invented a name for that."
"How can it get bigger by itself?" I asked, moving them along.
"Well, that's why I'm phoning. You'll work it out, if I know you two, sir."
"Doctor, we estimate the circumference of your invisible wormhole is now four miles heading upwards. I've grounded all flights above London. We can't risk anyone else falling through." Magambo said.
"Good work, both of you." The Doctor said.
"But I have to know. Does that wormhole constitute a danger to this planet?" Magambo asked.
The cell Beeped, indicating another call.
"Oh, sorry. Call waiting. Gotta go." The Doctor said. "Yeah?"
"Doctor, it's Nathan. We got those duckboard things down, but-
"It's my fault." We heard Anglea say.
"No, it's not. Don't say that." Nathan told her.
"Why, what's happened?" I asked, already knowing what happened.
"We kept on turning the engine, but, we're out of petrol. Used it all up. Even if we can get those wheels out This bus is never going to move."
"What is it, what's wrong? Doctor, tell me." Christina said, coming over from looking around.
"You promised you'd get us home. Doctor? Are you still there?" Nathan asked.
"Doctor, tell me. What did he say?" Christina asked,
"It's the probe. It's reached the storm." The Doctor said, avoiding what just happened on the phone.
"And what's he saying?" Christina asked.
"It's not a storm." I told her. An image of stingrays flying through the air.
"It's a swarm. Millions of them." Christina said, looking at me, her eyes wide.
"Billions. Oh, we've lost the probe. I think it got eaten. Everything on this planet gets eaten." The Doctor said.
"How far away is that swarm?" Christina asked.
"A hundred miles. But at that speed, it'll be here in twenty minutes. No, no, no, they're not just coming for us. They want the wormhole." The Doctor said.
"they're heading for Earth?" Christina asked, worried.
"Show the analysis. Incredible. They swarm out of a wormhole, strip the planet bare, then move on to the next world. Start the life cycle all over again."
"So, they make the wormholes?" Christina concluded.
"They must do."
"But how? They don't exactly look like technicians. And if the wormhole belongs to them, why are they a hundred miles away?"
"Because they need to be? No, that's bonkers. Hang on. Yes. Oh, do you see? Billions of them, flying in formation, all around the planet. Round and round and round, faster and faster and faster, till they generate a rupture in space. The speed of them, and the numbers, and the size, all of that rips the wormhole into existence."
"And the wormhole's getting bigger?"
"Because they're getting closer." I said.
"But how do they get through? Because that wormhole's a killer. We've seen it." Christina said.
"No, no, no, look. See the exoskeleton." The image of the creacher zomed in.
"Metal?"
"They've got bones of metal. They eat metal and extrude it into the exoskeleton. So their velocity makes the wormhole, then their body makes it safe. Perfect design."The Doctor said, smiling.
"Those things are going to turn the entire Earth into a desert. So why exactly are you smiling?"
"Worse it gets, the more I love it." The Doctor told her.
Christina grinned. "Me too. The thing is, Doctor, you're missing the obvious. We came here through the wormhole, yes? But our Tritovore friends didn't. They came here to trade with San Helios. Therefore, the question is, why did they crash?"
"Ah, good question. What a team. Like she said, why did you crash?" The Doctor asked The Tritovores. They take us to a large hole in the spaceship. "Oh, yes. Gravity well. Look, goes all the way down to the engine. So what happened? He says the drive system stalled. Ten miles up, they fell out of the sky. But what caused that?" The alien shrugged.
"Which means no idea." Christina deciphered.
"Yeah. But wait a minute. That's a crystal nucleus down there, yes? And it looks like it survived the crash. If the crystal's intact? Oh, yes. That's better than diesel."
"What, you can use the crystal to move the bus?" Christina asked.
"I think so. The spaceship's a write-off, but the two hundred's small enough."
"How does a crystal drive a bus?"
"In a super clever outer-spacey way. Just trust me. There's the crystal! It's fallen to the bottom of the well. Have you got access shafts? All frozen? Well, maybe I can open them. Ah! Internal comms. Put that on." The Doctor hands Christina a bluetooth unit and me one as well. " You stay here. Keep an eye on the shaft. Tell me if anything happens."
Christina sits at the edge of the gravity well and looks down as the Doctor and I runs back through the spaceship.
"If I can use that sunlight to start the automatic maintenance. Christina? If you see a panel opening in that shaft, let me know." The Doctor said into the com.
"Nothing yet." Christina answers.
"Anything now?" I asked, knowing she wasn't looking.
"Afraid not." Christina said.
The Doctor connects various cables together. "Any sign of movement?"
"Nope."
"How's that?" I asked.
"Nothing."
"Any result?" The Doctor asked again.
"Not a dickie bird. So let me get this right. You need that crystal? Then consider it done."
Why, what do you mean? Christina? Christina!" The Doctor and I run back to the engine room.
"The aristocracy survives for a reason. We're ready for anything." Christina dives into the shaft just as the Doctor and I run in.
"No!" He sonics her pulley to stop it. "Come on. Come on, come on, come on. That's better."
"I decide when I stop, thank you."
"You're about to hit the security grid. Look." I told her.
"Excellent. So what do I do?" Christina asks us.
"Try the big red button." I said.
"Well done." Christina said.
"Now come back up. I can do that." The Doctor said.
"Oh, don't you wish."
"Slowly." The Doctor commanded her.
"Yes, sir." Christina continues down head first.
"Quite the mystery, aren't you? Lady Christina de Souza, carrying a winch in her bag."
"No stranger than you, spaceman and time girl."
"I had this friend, once. She called me spaceman."
"And was she right? Do you zoom about the place in a rocket?"
"Well, a little blue box. Travels in more than space. It can journey through time, Christina. Oh, the places I've been. World War One. Creation of the universe. End of the universe. The war between China and Japan. And the Court of King Athelstan in 924 AD." He takes the stolen goblet out of her rucksack. "But I don't remember you being there. So what are you doing with this?"
"Excuse me. A gentleman never goes through a lady's possessions." Christina said.
"It's the Cup of Athelstan, given to the first King of Britain as a coronation gift from Hywel, King of the Welsh. But it's been held in the International Gallery for two hundred years, which makes you, Lady Christina, a thief."
"I like to think I liberated it."
"Don't tell me you need the money."
"Daddy lost everything. Invested his fortune in the Icelandic banks."
"No, no, no, no, no. If you're short of cash, you rob a bank. Stealing this? That's a lifestyle."
"I take it you disapprove?"
"Absolutely. Except. That little blue box, I stole it from my own people." I grabbed The Doctor's hand and squeezed it.
"Good boy. You were right. We're quite a team." A loud roar echoed around the spaceship.
"What the blazes was that?"
"We never did find out why the ship crashed. Christina, I think you should come back up." I told her.
"Too late. I can see it."
"Careful. Slowly. Have you got an open-vent system?" The Doctor asked the aliens. The Tritovore chitters.
"I thought so."
"What does that mean?"
"It's like when birds fly into the engines of an aircraft." I told her.
"One of the creatures." Christina breathed.
"It got trapped in the vents, caused the crash. Christina, get out." The Doctor said.
"It's not moving. I think it's injured."
I sighed. "No, it's dormant because it's so cold down there, but your body heat is raising the temperature."
"I tend to have that effect. Almost there."
"Not just the crystal. I need the whole bed, the plate thing." The Doctor explained.
"I've got it!" The Doctor sonics the pulley to pull her up fast.
"Come on, come on. Come on, come on, come on, come on. It's going to eat its way up."
Christina reactivates the security grid on her way past and the stingray gets zapped. " Ooo, she's good." The Doctor remarked. Christina returns to the top of the shaft. " That's it, that's it, that's it. I've got you. I've got you. Isn't she just."
We walked back to the front of the spaceship. "Commander? Mission complete. Now, we've got to get back to the two hundred, all of us. Oh, don't be so daft. A captain can leave his ship, if there's a bus standing by."
Bang.
"What the hell was that? Is this place safe? It's the creature. It's not dead." Christina said.
"Maybe you didn't hit just one of them. If you hit a swarm?" I said out loud.
"Do you mean if there's more on board?" Christina said, looking between The Doctor and myself.
"This ship's built inside a metal sleeve. They can move through the infrastructure, all around us. And those things wake up hungry. Commander, you've got to come with us right now."
"Come back to Earth. We'll find you a home." Christina said.
"And that's the word of a lady. Come on." The Doctor said. One of the Tritovores goes to a control panel. The stingray appears and eats him. The Commander raises his weapon. "No, don't!" And gets eaten too. "There's nothing we can do. Run!"
We turned and ran.
Barclay's cell phone rang and The Doctor answered it. "Not now, Malcolm!" And hung up.
"At last. Where've you been?" Nathan asked. We ignored him.
"Get inside. Get them sitting down." Nathan ran off to do what he was told. "Now then, let's have a look."
"So what does that crystal do?"
"Oh, nothing. Don't need the crystal." He throws it away.
"Oh, I risked my life for that." Christina said, annoyed but did not go to pick it up.
"No, no. You risked your life for these. The clamps." I told her They magnetically attach to the wheels when The Doctor put them on.
"One there. One there. One there. And one there." The Doctor said, running around the bus. Then we went on the bus.
"But what are the clamps for? Do they turn the wheels?" Christina asked.
"Yeah, something like that. I just need to fix this. Have you got a hammer in that bag?" I asked.
"Funnily enough." Christina pulls out a hammer.
"Phone, phone. Press redial." I called UNIT.
The Doctor fixes the rest of the crystal assembly to the steering wheel. I pressed the cell to The Doctor's ear.
"Malcolm, it's me." After a few seconds, "Ready for what?" Then after a few more moments, "But listen, there might be something following us. You need to close the wormhole."
"Oh, Malcolm, you're brilliant." The Doctor said into the phone. It was weird hearing the conversation from only one side. Then a moment later, "Sorry, got to go."
lise and stand ready. Possible Code Red. Unknown.
"Oh, it's not compatible. Bus, spaceship, spaceship, bus. I need to weld the two systems together." The Doctor said.
"And how do you do that?" Christina asked.
"I need something non-corrosive. Something malleable. Something ductile. Something gold." The Doctor looked at Christina, expectantly.
"Oh no you don't." Christina said.
"Christina, what is it worth now?" The Doctor aksed.
"Hey, hey, use this." Barclay said. Showing us his wristwatch.
"I said gold." The Doctor told him
"It is gold."
"Oh, they saw you coming. Christina." Barclay returns to his seat, and Christina reluctantly takes the Cup from her rucksack. The others in the back of the bus widen their eyes at Christina's prize.
"It's over a thousand years old, worth eighteen million pounds. Promise me you'll be careful."
"I promise." The Doctor takes the hammer to the Cup and starts pounding it as hard as he can.
Christina shakes her head. "I hate you."
"This is your driver speaking. Hold on tight." The Doctor said.
"But what for? What's he doing?" Barclay asked.
"Do as he says." Christina ordered the group, but then to The Doctor she asked. " What are you doing?"
The Doctor fires up the bus. "Come on. That's it. You can do it, you beauty. One last trip." The bus rises out of the sand and into the air.
"Ah, you are so kidding me." Barclay said in amazement.
Nathan gasped. "We're flying. It's flying."
"He's flying the bus!" Exclaimed Lou.
"It's a miracle." Angela said.
"Anti-gravity clamps. Didn't I say? Round we go." The Doctor spun the weel and the bus turned. I grabbed onto one metal railings.
"Doctor, they're coming." Carmen warned us. I looked behind us, the swarm is closer.
"Do you think this thing will survive the journey back?" Christina asked.
"Only one way to find out." I said.
"Next stop." The Doctor started.
"Planet Earth!" Christina cheered. The bus dives into the wormhole, closely followed by the swarm. Everyone is screaming as it shakes, then comes out of the tunnel and up into the air.
"It's London!" Barclay exclaimed.
"We're back home." Angela breathed.
"He did it. He did it!" Nathan said.
I called Malcolm and said, "Malcolm, close that wormhole."
"Yes, Ma'am. My pleasure, Ma'am."
"He's hung up on me." I pouted. We heard the sounds of gunfire from below.
This time The Doctor called. "Malcolm!" The Doctor sighed. "He's hung up again." He redials. "Malcolm, listen to me."
"I need that signal. We've got billions of those things about to fly through." The Doctor paused. "Loop it back through the integrator, and keep the signal ramping up."
"Five hundred Bernards. Do it now!"
"Doctor, it's coming for us." Nathan pointed.
"Oh no, you don't." The Doctor turns the bus, hitting the stingray.
"Did I say I hated you? I was lying." Christina kisses the Doctor. The passengers applaud. I lean back against a pole, crossed my arms and smiled.
"Do not stand forward of this point. Ladies and gentlemen, you have reached your final destination. Welcome home, the mighty two hundred." The Doctor said.
The Doctor lands the bus, and UNIT applauds. The passengers disembark.
"Welcome back. If you could step away from the bus, just to be safe. As fast as you can, thank you. It's standard procedure. We need to screen you and then you'll all be taken to debriefing." The Doctor flashes his psychic paper.
"I don't count. Nor does she." The Doctor nodded towards me.
"No, but Doctor?" Christina said.
"With me, thank you." Two officers take Christina away. I sent her an apologetic look.
"Doctor." Malcolm ran up.
"You must be Malcolm."
Taylor hugs the Doctor. Oh. Oh. I love you. I love you. I love you." Then Malcolm's eyes widened as he saw me and he pulled away from The Doctor. "Oh my God. Miss. Anderson?"
I nodded. "Oh my Goodness! I love you too! I love you." Malcolm said, hugging me. I looked at The Doctor who was trying not to laugh. I sent him a 'I will murder you later look'.
"To your station, Doctor Taylor." Magombo ordered.
"Yes, ma'am." Malcolm let go of me. " I love you." Malcolm retreated back into his trailer
"Doctor, I salute you whether you like it or not. Now, I take it we're safe from those things?" Magambo.
"They'll start again. Generate a new doorway. It's not their fault, it's their natural life cycle. But I'll see if I can nudge the wormholes on to uninhabited planets. Closer to home, Captain. Those two lads. Very good in a crisis. Nathan needs a job, Barclay's good with engines. You could do a lot worse. Privates Nathan and Barclay, UNIT's finest." I said.
"I'll see what I can do. And I've got something for you two." Magabmo said, leading us to a truck which had the Tardis being unloaded.
"Better than a bus, any day. Hello." The Doctor said.
"Found in the gardens of Buckingham Palace." Magambo looked at The Doctor accusingly.
"Oh, she doesn't mind." The Doctor told her.
"Now, I've got three dead alien stingrays to clear up. I don't suppose you fancy helping with the paperwork?" Magambo asked.
"Not a chance." The Doctor said, smiling.
"Nope." I said. "Still getting over the amount of work that I have from Torchwood."
"Torch- what?" He asked.
"Um... Forget what I said. That's an order." I ordered him.
Magambo nodded. "Till we meet again, Doctor, Miss. Anderson.
"I hope so." The Doctor said, looking to the other passengers.
Angela phones home. "I said I'm back, Suzanne. I'm home. They didn't even know I was gone." She said to the other people that were on the bus.
The Geiger counter registers on Christina. "That's quite enough of that." Christina runs to the Doctor.
"She is not getting away this time." A man said.
"Little blue box, just like you said. Right then. Off we go. Come on, Doctor, show me the stars." Christina said.
"No." The Doctor said.
Christina looked stunned. "What?"
"I said no."
"But I saved your life. And you saved mine." Christina argued.
"So?"
"We're surrounded by police. I'll go to prison."
"Yeah."
"But you were right. It's not about the money. I only steal things for the adventure, and today with you. I want more days like this. I want every day to be like this. We're made for each other. You said so yourself. The perfect team. Why not?"
"People have travelled with me and I've lost them. All except Susan, and she's of my own people. Never again."
"Lady Christina de Souza. Oh, I have waited a long time to say this. I am arresting you on suspicion of theft. You do not have to say anything, etcetera, etcetera. Dennison, take her away." An officer said. Christina leaves in handcuffs.
"Doctor? You take care now." Carmen said.
"You too. Chops and gravy, lovely. " The Doctor said.
"No, but you be careful. Because your song is ending, sir."
The Doctor glanced at me. "What do you mean?"
"It is returning. It is returning through the dark. And then, Doctor? Oh, but then he will knock four times." Just as Christina is about to be put into a police car, the Doctor sonics her handcuffs. She gets in one side and straight out the other.
"Oi!" An officer yells.
"Stop that woman! Stop that woman! Stop her. Don't just stand there, stop her." Christina runs onto the bus and shuts the doors.
"Open the door. I'll add resisting arrest."
The Doctor and I walk over to the bus. "I'd step back, if I were you."
"I'm charging you two. Aiding and abetting."
"Yes. We'll just step inside this police box and arrest ourselves." We walk towards the Tardis.
"Out, now." Christina starts the bus, and up it goes.
"No! Come back!"
"Go on." Angela yells.
"We could've been so good together." Christina said sadly to The Doctor.
"Christina, we were."
Christina turns away and flies off into the night with the passengers that were on the bus cheering. The Doctor and I turned around and walked into the Tardis.
A/N: Some notes on reviews:
TimeLadyHolmes: It's okay and yeah, I know I have that problem and I try to edit everything before I post but sometimes I miss stuff.
copperdragon2: Thanks! I loved Malcom in the show he's always so funny every time I watch it.
Badwolfdoesthedrunkengiraffe: Thanks! I go for 50 chapters each story so, this is chapter 48 so, we have two more chapters to go.
Miss Private Daniel Jackson: Yeah, I know, sorry about that. In the t.v. show I felt that it was about The Doctor's and Christina's relationship and with Susan being there I think that she wouldn't want to intrude to much and Christina would get too suspicious with Susan's knowledge of events. The End of Time is coming up on Thursday and Susan will defiantly have more lines in those two chapters.
Maren the fangirl: Thanks!