I own nothing! Sorry about the long update, school starts way earlier than I would like.
Silver-Freddy: I will definitely make them go there! Or to at least some of those places.
"Who's the Meddling Monk?" Amy asked, rightly confused.
"Don't tell me he's like the M-" Martha was cut off by the Doctor cupping his hand over her mouth to silence her.
The Doctor spoke to her, but in a hiss so nobody but the other companions could hear. "They know who the Master is, but they don't know what the Master will do in the future. If you say that, you will mess up all of time and space."
That silenced them. Yet another 'time and space' speech.
"If you are done having a heart-to-heart emotional talk," Braxiatel cut in, much to the annoyance of the Doctor. "We can follow his trail now."
"Can't we just leave him for last?"
"You know that that's the wrong thing to do. Mother and Father would be ashamed of you if you do that."
The companions felt very awkward standing there. On one hand, they couldn't believe the Doctor would consider leaving anyone to the Daleks. On the other, they weren't so sure they wanted to meet this fellow if he did make the Doctor want to leave him to the Daleks.
They went on, occasionally hearing the sounds of Daleks trying to figure out where they had gone.
"Find the Gallifreyans!"
"Exterminate the Gallifreyans!"
That of course lead to their cry of extermination.
"We're close." Braxiatel whispered, ever cautious of not alerting the Daleks to their presense.
They eventually came to a grating in the vent they had entered, an opening.
"Are we here?" Jack questioned.
"Yes." the eldest brother snapped his fingers at his younger one.
The companions didn't know what this meant, but they did once they saw the Doctor hand him his sonic screwdriver.
Then the grating was open, and the screwdriver was passed back to the Doctor.
"We need to figure out if there is any Daleks in the room." Braxiatel sat back with a puzzled expression.
"Just let me in there." Jack stated, confident.
Braxiatel gave him an even more confused expression. "What form of protection do you have?"
"Immortality." the immortal man gave him a flirtatious smile.
Braxiatel nodded, finally understand why he was 'wrong'. Of course he didn't mention it, of course. He was only permitted to be mean to his brother.
Jack dropped in the room, his ever present blaster in hand. Hopefully the Daleks were insane enough to not put up there defenses, if there were any.
"You're wrong." the voice was full of menace.
He whipped around, only to find a boy of about the same age as the other Time Tots. "Mortimus." he greeted.
"Freak." Mortimus seemed to decide on a new nickname for him.
Jack decided to ignore the nicknames for now. "We came to rescue you. "Through the vents, we'll eventually find a TARDIS."
"I don't need any rescuing." he gestured to a table behind him, full of calculations and old Dalek parts. "Not if I can change this from ever happening."
"You can't stop this from happening. That would-" he was cut off.
"Tear apart the whole of time and space. Trust me, I know." Mortimus read over some of his calculations
"This way is quicker." Jack convinced.
"But I can tell that 'das baby' is with you." the Time Tot had been studying varieties of languages since birth, it was no wonder he was able to translate that so quickly.
Jack was only confused.
"You also have his friends with you, on that TARDIS. And sorry, but no one likes me there. This way is much simpler." Mortimus had an evil light to him.
"Who is this baby person?" the immortal man asked.
"Theta Sigma."
"Oh." Jack almost laughed out loud. That must have been why the Doctor didn't like him at all.
"I can see you are stopping yourself from laughing."
"Yeah," the immortal man admitted before wrapping an arm around the Time Tot. "You're still coming with me, though."
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