OMG I AM SO FREAKING SORRY! TWO WEEKS? MORE THAN TWO WEEKS SINCE IVE UPDATED?! I AM SO SO SORRY! FIRST MY COMPUTER STOPPED WORKING, AND THEN WHEN I FINALLY GOT IT FIXED, MY DAD AND I GOT INTO A FIGHT, AND I GOT GROUNDED AND COULDNT USE ELECTRONICS, WHICH INCLUDED THE COMPUTER, AND IVE GOTTA GO BACK TO SCHOOL TOMORROW, AND I AM SO SORRY! ILL TRY TO UPDATE A FEW TIMES IN THE NEXT COUPLE DAYS! I AM SO SORRY! ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, SUMMER VACATION IS COMING UP SOON, SO I WILL BE ABLE TO WRITE ALOT AS LONG AS MY SISTER DOESNT STEAL THE COMPUTER AND DID I MEANTION HOW SORRY I AM?! PLEASE DONT HATE ME!
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"INTRUDER!"
The word echoed in Amy's skull as she walked nervously alongside the Doctor, as the Daleks led them down the hall. The man and woman, Mickey and Martha, followed right behind them. The Daleks led them forward. Amy's heart raced. She could practically feel the Dalek gun pressed to her back.
She was afraid to speak.
The Doctor stared straight ahead, marching along as if he owned the place. She glanced at the couple, who walked behind them. Mickey and Martha held hands tightly as if afraid to let go.
After about five minutes, the Daleks lead the crew of people into a large room, where more Daleks waited. The Daleks tensed up, their eyes stalks moving up and down as they examined the prisoners.
"Open communication air waves with the Cult of Skaro," instructed the Dalek in front of Amy. One of the Daleks in the room approached a wall panel, and placed its… plunger(?)… on the screen. After a few seconds, the Dalek said, "Communications barrier lifted."
A large screen appeared in thin air. Amy bit her lip as the Cult of Skaro turned to the camera.
"What is the need for this disturbance?" Dalek Caan demanded.
"We are busy!" Dalek Sec trilled.
The Dalek in front of Amy approached the screen.
"We have found the Doctor, and Amelia Pond," it said. "We also discovered two more intruders."
"Intruders?" Dalek Jast repeated. "Identify yourself!"
"Mickey Smith," Mickey said automatically, seemingly ignoring the Daleks, who had begun to form a tighter knitted circle around the prisoners.
"Martha Smith," Martha replied.
"Intruders are the Doctor, Amelia Pond, Martha Smith, and Mickey Smith," a Dalek rambled.
Dalek Sec turned to the rest of the Cult.
"Dalek Caan and I shall go to the ship," it said. "Dalek Thay, Dalek Jast, stay here and watch over the construction of the Void Ship."
"Affirmative," Dalek Thay said.
"We will arrive momentarily," Dalek Sec said. "Transmission ended."
The screen cut out, and the Cult of Skaro disappeared.

While is was troubling that Jack was MIA, Rose and the Doctor weren't too worried about him. They knew that no matter what, he was going to survive… well… whatever was going on. He was immortal. Nothing could hurt him. Rose and the Doctor were a different story.
The Doctor had just finished checking Rose for a concussion, to her annoyance (she didn't like it when he made a fuss over her). She tried to stand up, but the Doctor put a hand on her shoulder.
"Maybe you should rest," he said. Rose raised an eyebrow.
"Doctor," she replied. "I promise you, I'm fine." She lightly brushed his hand off her shoulder and pulled herself to her feet. She walked forward (luckily without staggering; no concussion), and gripped the bars. "Hello?" she yelled, her voice echoing down the corridor. "Is someone there?" Her echo was the only thing that answered her as she trudged away to the Doctor. "Can we Sonic our way out?" she questioned.
The Doctor's face lit up, as he started reaching in his pockets. After a moment, the grin faded and was replaced by a look of annoyance and worry.
"The Sonic is gone," the Doctor grumbled. "We're stuck."
Rose groaned, and started pacing about. She glanced outside of the cell for a moment, trying to figure out what to do.
Suddenly, there was a clang outside followed by distorted voices. Rose stumbled back into the Doctor as there was a large noise of a door opening. The marching of the Cybermen could be heard, along with normal footsteps.
Rose heard the noise of a cell door opening, and hurried footsteps inside. Then it slid shut. This repeated a few times until a Cyberman opened the door of the cell across from them. A young woman appeared and stepped inside, not showing her face to the Doctor or Rose. The Cyberman slid the cell door shut, and moved on, more humans following them. Once all of the humans (about 20, it seemed) had been put into cells, a Cybermen could be heard.
"You will be upgraded. Please stand by." There were several loud clangs as the Cybermen stomped out of the warehouse.
As soon as they left, the scared cries of the other prisoners began. With the exception of the woman in the cell, the Doctor, and Rose, every prisoner started wailing hopelessly. It was horrible to listen to.
Rose felt the Doctor's arms wrapping around her in a much needed hug. She gripped him, the worry of the situation starting to set in. Jack was MIA, the Sonic was gone, they were locked in a cell with no way out, and were waiting to be upgraded. Things were looking grim.

"What ape girl?" River asked, keeping her cool.
"The brunette that was with you in the cells," Calcon growled. "She's escaped."
"Then you need better security," River laughed. In the slight light from the door that pierced through the darkness, Donna threw her a strange look. She didn't notice.
"River, maybe you should-"
"Silence!" Calcon growled. "Where is the ape?"
"In your imagination," River replied. "There was only ever the three of us."
"Liar!" Calcon declared, raising her gun in River's direction.
The gun fired, and River collapsed onto the ground. Rory cried out, and rushed to her side, Donna following in suit.
Her eyes were closed, but she was still breathing. Donna looked up at Calcon, an angered look on her face.
"Watch where you point that thing!" Donna yelled. "You could have killed her!"
"That's the idea," Calcon growled. She raised the gun again. "Where's the ape girl?" she demanded. "And no more funny business."
Donna opened her mouth to speak, but Rory interrupted her.
"We don't know," he said. "She disappeared into the vent, and we don't know where she went."
Calcon's eyes narrowed. Donna saw her fingering the trigger.
"It's the truth!" she exclaimed.
"Did I ask you to speak?" Calcon asked, pointing it in her direction. "Or are you gonna keep quiet?"
Donna practically melted into the floor, her heart pounding.
"Thank you," Calcon said. She turned to the guard near her. "Throw them into cells," she instructed. Looking back at Donna, Rory, and the unconscious River, she added, "Separate cells."

Jack peeked his head out into the hallway, looking both ways before stepping out of the room. Fingering the trigger of the gun in case of any surprises, he crept down the hallway, trying his best to keep his footsteps quiet. He gripped the handle to the door, and turned it, looking behind him for any Cybermen. Opening it, he slipped into the room, shutting it quickly behind him. Spinning around, and continuing down the corridor, he kept his finger on the trigger. He stopped when he heard voices.
"Upgrades are available in chambers 1, 2, 4, and 7," said a Cybermen voice. "It is time to bring in the prisoners."
Prisoners? Jack thought. He fingered the trigger again, and approached the door where he heard the Cybermen. With a large mischievous grin on his face, he gripped the handle and threw the door open.
All the Cybermen inside the room turned to look at Jack standing in the doorway with a big gun. If it were possible, the Cybermen looked surprised. Two who were sitting stood up and pointed their arms at Jack.
"Intruder alert!" It cried. "Intruder is armed."
"Please, men," Jack said, releasing his hold on the gun. "I come in peace." He grinned. "Take me to your leader!"

"What?" Clara exclaimed in a hushed whisper. "How can you not know her? She freed you!"
The Doctor shrugged, rubbing his forehead. "It's a big universe," he said simply. Clara mouthed his words after he said them. Big universe? What did that mean, big universe? Under normal circumstances, she would have questioned the Doctor further, but she figured that now wasn't the time. She looked closer at him, and saw he seemed to be having trouble just staying awake.
"Doctor, are you alright?" she whispered, aware of guards outside. The Doctor shut his eyes tightly before opening them again.
"My head's a bit spinny…" He placed his hand on her arm, gripping her rather tightly, as if trying to convince himself that she was there. She was suddenly aware of something in his hand digging into her skin. She shook him off, staring at his curled fingers. She gripped his wrist and peeled his fingers open to reveal a small box, half the size of his palm.
"What's this?" she asked quietly.
"I don't know," the Doctor replied. "Whoever that was gave it to me."
Clara fingered the top of the box, her nails scraping a small latch. She flicked it up, and the box opened easily. A small piece of paper stuck out of it, and Clara slipped it out of it. Peeling it open, she stopped.
The paper was covered in strange symbols, unreadable to Clara.
"What the—" she murmured. "I can't understand this."
The Doctor, more aware of his surroundings now, pulled the paper out of her hand, and scanned the symbols.
"No way," he murmured. Clara looked at him strangely.
"What is it?"
"Gallifreyan!" He told her. "How can it be here? No one in the whole universe can read this. Well, except me. Oh, and River," he added as an afterthought.
"Again with the universe thing," Clara mumbled. "What does that mean?" Of course, the Doctor didn't answer her. He was too busy scanning the symbols.
"Okay," he murmured. Glancing up at Clara, he snatched the box from her fingers, wincing at the effort involved. He flicked it open, and pored something into his hand.
A little pill slid onto his palm. He popped it in his mouth, shaking his head quickly as he swallowed it.
"What was that?" Clara asked. The Doctor didn't respond as he closed his eyes tightly. When he opened them, they were clear and focused, unlike a few moments before. He shook his head again, jumping to his feet. He moved quickly and easily, as if he had never been tortured by Calcon.
"What was that?" Clara asked in amazement, her voice still low.
"A Gallifreyan pill," he said. "For me, it heals." Clara picked the dropped pill bottle from the floor, and slid one into her palm. The Doctor saw what she was doing.
"Oh, no you don't!" He said, scooping the pill out of her hand, and plucking the box from her fingers. "It wipes the mind of humans."
"Humans?" Clara repeated. "Aren't you human?"
"Nope," The Doctor responded. "Now for a way out of here."
"You're not human?!"