Hello everyone. I've not done an A/N on this story not since the very beginning. I mainly just want to say that I appreciate all the follows that I have gotten from this. Also do not be afraid to leave comments. I know that there will be some gramma issues in these chapters, but the main thing is I have been having fun writing this story. And I do hope that you have enjoyed reading this story as it goes on.

Chapter 14

The tent that Ian was brought to was just like the High Council tent. It was a round structure made from the metal trunks and branches of the trees from the forest around the Thal's camp. There was also the strange hide of an alien animal being used for the tents back.

The tents interior was bare. There was no furniture, not that he needed to sit down anymore. He noted that in the centre of the tent there was a circle of stones. In the centre of the stones was a pile of sticks.

His sensors detected movement behind him. Those same sensors flared up when one of the guards escorting him from one tent to the next shoved into him. It was still so weird for him to be able to sense the outside the world while being encased metal he could still sense what was happening all around him. His casing sensors were connected to his brain with many wires.

He could keep lying to himself. He was not a Dalek. He was still human. He was not wrapped up in a metal casing with wires and cables connecting his body to the machine.

That lie did not last long as his eye stock followed the guard as he walked to the centre of the tent. The guard dropped to his knees by the circle of stones. He kept a hold a grip on his spear in one hand and with the other hand picked up one of the stones. With practiced ease the Thal struct the stone against the head of his spear.

A small spark sparked to life, but it was not enough to start a fire. The Thal let out a growl of annoyance that the spark was not strong enough to start a fire. Again he struck the stone against the metal spearhead. Small orange sparks sparked from the spears metal head.

The Thal guard kept striking the stone against the stone until the sticks started to glow orange. For one last time he struck the stone against his spears. Small orange sparks rained down upon the smouldering sticks below it.

Dropping both his spear and the stone to the floor, the guard leaned in slightly closer to the smouldering fire. With gentle practice he blew into the newborn fire. The flames grew bigger and bigger until they happily started to consume the sticks.

The tent was bathed in the fire's orange glow. The flames warmth descended upon the inside of the small tent. A sudden draft of cold air rushed into the tent. The cold almost chased away the small ball of warmth that the fire was given off.

Ian's eye stock swirled away from the burning fire in the centre of the tent. He focused on the entry way of the tent. Both the Doctor and Clavius walked into the tent. They both approached him.

"Now Dalek," Calavius sneered at him and gaining Ian attention away from the Doctor beside him, "show us the true face of our enemies. Show us what the Daleks truly look like."

Ian's eye stock jumped back to the Doctor. He wanted to know that the Doctor was on his side. He wanted the old man to put am end to this. Ian did not want both the Doctor and Calavius to see what had happened to him. He wanted to remain wrapped in the silver metal, just like every other Dalek.

Ian's stomach dropped when the Doctor nodded his head and hummed, "Go ahead, my boy. I am also interested to see what has happened."

Ian shrank further deeper into his casing. The wires and other cables pinched and pulled at his flesh that they were connected to. He ignored the pain as he stared at the Doctor who was bathed in the blue glow of his lens. His tentacles curled around each other in worry.

There was a small voice in his mind that kept whispering. Every uncertainty that he had was being whispered to him. And the voice that was whispering sounded very much like his own voice.

"Well Dalek?" Calavius asked him.

Ian was brought out of his dark thoughts. His eye stock twitched away from the Doctor to a very angry Thal. Calavius was staring at him with look filled with nothing but hatred. Hatred that had been built up upon years of fighting and running from the Daleks. Hatred that Calavius was going to use to finally defeat the Daleks. And that included him.

His sensors on the back of his casing fired an alarm right into his brain. His eye stock swirled away from both the Doctor and Calavius and right around. Standing behind him was the Thal who had brought him into the tent and started the fire. The fire that happily consumed the twigs it had been given.

The metal head of the spear tapped against one of the spheres on the skirt sections of his casing. As soon as the spear head tapped into the sensory orb, Ian's mind flared at the touch. The technology of the Dalek casing was so advanced that he could feel everything around him.

The sensors were so advanced that he knew exactly how hot the fire was. He knew exactly how wide and how high the tent was. He could also detect the body heat coming from the Doctor and the two Thals. There was also a small creature scurrying about in the shadows of the tent. The creature was doing its best to stay out of their way.

The guard tapped the spearhead into his casing again. Internally sighing, Ian knew he had no other choice.

The Doctor watched as Ian's casing slowly opened. Firstly, the midsection of the casing split down the middle. Then the grilled neck section also split in half. There was a hiss of hydraulics as the casing fully opened and the Doctor along with Calavius got to look at the poor creature inside of it.

The Doctor found himself stepping forward. On being so much closer he got a better look at the mutant that Ian had become. His eyes widened in both horror and in scientific wonder at what had happened to Ian.

The last time he had seen Ian, he had still been human. Ian had been connected to the very same wires and cables that were still connected to him. He also recalled that Ian had looked almost green. Now Ian looked like the creature that they had pulled out of the very casing Ian was stuck inside of now.

"My dear boy what have the Daleks done to you?" the Doctor finally Ian after studying him in silence.

"This is what the Daleks look like?" Calavius suddenly scoffed from beside the Doctor. He folded his arms over his chest as he glared at the tentacled creature within the death machine. "We have been running from these pathetic creatures for the past five hundred years?"

The Doctor looked away from Ian to glare at Calavius beside him. "Now that may be true, Calavius. But I must remind you once again that this was once a human." he firmly told Calavius.

Calavius head snapped away from the mutant to the Doctor. "Not anymore. He's now a Dalek." he coldly responded back to the Doctor. He then looked back to Ian. Ian had shrank as far back as he could. Ian's single eye was jumping between Calavius and the Doctor with fear in it.

Calavius ignored the fear in Ian's eye as he leaned in closer. "Tell me how to destroy the Daleks!" he sneered.

"Now Calavius I am sure that we can find out a way to immobilise the Daleks without bringing harm to Ian." the Doctor suggested gentle. He took a small step forward to stand beside the Thal.

Calavius kept glaring at Ian whose eye kept jumped between him and the Doctor as he said, "This is Daleks we are talking about. Daleks have brought us nothing to us but death and destruction."

Calavius finally looked away from the Dalek mutant that was Ian Chesterton. He looked to the Doctor. Sneering at the old man who thought peace was still an option between his people and the Dalek. He kept eye contact with the Doctor as he scoffed, "It is time that we returned death and destruction back to the Daleks. It is the only language that they understand."

The Doctor sighed as he shock his head. He had not heard so much hatred before in all his life. He had thought that peace can be achieved, but it seemed that both the Thals and the Daleks were to caught up in wanting to destroy each other.

"Revenge will do you no good, young man." the Doctor told Calavius with a stern tone of voice.

"And what makes you think that, old man?" Calavius roared back. "You do not know the suffering that we have been through! You are just an Outsider and know nothing!"

The Doctor chuckled softly as he stepped closer to Ian. In the corner of his eye he watched as Ian relaxed at him being closer. His attention returned back to Calavius who was glaring at Ian. Hatred and anger was clear on his face. "If you take your revenge out on the Daleks; they will simply take their revenge back on you." he advised Calavius who turned to look back at him. "You and the Daleks will enter a state of never-ending revenges. In the end it will see either one of your races completely extinct or just one of them."

"Then we will keep fighting them! We will keep fighting the Daleks until they are all dead or we all die fighting them!" Calavius shouted back to the Doctor.

He looked away from the Doctor who muttered quietly, "Foolish boy."

Calavius looked back to Ian. The creature inside of the casing was pathetic. It was hard to believe that his people had been running from them for as long as the Thals could remember. If they had known what was inside the casings they would have managed to defeat the Daleks earlier.

ow How"In order to defeat the Daleks we need to understand them by studying this Dalek." Calavius sneered at Ian.

"Let me warn you, Calavius that if you hurt that young man in any way," the Doctor warned Calavius as he pointed his finger towards Ian, "then you will not just have the Daleks to worry about."

Calavius's head turned away from Ian to the Doctor. His anger was boiling in his blood as he looked at the old man. "Are you threatening me, Outsider?" he snapped at the Doctor.

"Not threatening. Merely advising." the Doctor said softly back to the hot tempered member of the Thal's High Councilman. "I have said it before and I will say it again; myself and Ian are not your enemies. I am sure that Chatterton here will help if you just ask him nicely." he said gentle to Calavius.

Calavius turned away from both the Doctor and Ian. He ran a hand through his blonde hair. He winched when his hand ran over the many small pumps hidden by his blonde hair. He made a clicking noise as he considered what was the best thing to do.

Slowly he turned back around to the Doctor. "Fine, Outsider. We will try it your way." he said to the Doctor. "But be warned that if this fails I will have you all executed." he warned the Doctor.

"I will do, my dear boy." the Doctor replied to him as he bowed his head.

The Doctor looked away from Calavius as the Thal stepped back. Calavius was joined by the guard. The guard looked at the mutated creature with pure disgust. The Doctor ignored them as he looked to Ian. Ian's organic eye was jumping between him and Calavius.

Slowly the Doctor moved. His slowly movements caught Ian's attention. The lone eye within the ghost of his face looked to the Doctor.

"It is alright, Chatterton." the Doctor reassured him as he slowly moved ever closer to Ian. He watched as Ian's entire body tensed up. A tentacle moved gaining the Doctor's attention. He looked at the bony claw at the end of the tentacle. It was at that moment that the Doctor knew that he was dealing with a trapped and scared animal. He knew that Ian was not a trapped animal, but at that current moment in time Ian was trapped.

Ian was trapped between the hatred the Daleks and Thals had for each other. He was also psychical trapped inside the metal casing.

The Doctor briefly wondered if Ian felt hatred for him and the others. It had been a joined plan to use the empty Dalek shell to escape. None of them could have predicted what was going to happen.

The Doctor had never seen such aggressive technology like the Daleks before. Seeing exactly what the Daleks had done to Ian in such a short amount of time sparked his scientific interest. The Time Lords were the masters of time travel but what he was seeing would suggest that the Daleks were masters of genetical engineering.

Still moving slowly closer to Ian. Ian was watching him closely. He could see the doubt and fear in Ian's single eye. There was also a small sliver of trust. Even after everything, Ian was still trusting him. Trust that he could not afford to be wasted.

"I am just going to get closer to you Ian. I need to get a better look at the inner workings of the Dalek casing." the Doctor gentle reassured Ian. The Doctor stopped as he quickly scanned over all the wires connected Ian's flesh to all the many computer systems of the Dalek casing. "I have so many questions that need answered." he muttered to himself.

Ian's eye drifted away from the Doctor. The Doctor turned his head in the direction that Ian was looking to. Still standing some distance away from them was Calavius and his guard. The two Thals were watching them both closely, but he knew their attention was focused on Ian.

Calavius, on seeing the Doctor looking at him stood with his back straighter than before. He crossed his arms over his chest as he coldly glared at the Doctor. While the guard beside Calavius tightened his grip on his spear as he licked his lips.

The Doctor looked back to Ian who was still looking at the two Thals. "Ignore them, Chatterton!" he gentle said to Ian. The Doctor waited patiently for Ian's single eye to look away from the Thals and back to him. "Now tell me everything about the casing." he urged Ian.

"Like I said when I first got into the casing it smelt like a hospital. The casing supplies the Daleks with life support because they are so badly mutated." Ian explained to the Doctor. He could not look at the Doctor with both his organic eye and eye stock as he tried to whisper, "And now I am just like them."

Ian looked back to the Doctor with his eye and continued to explain, "The mutations that the Daleks have undergone have seen that their bodies fail. All their organs have suffered in different forms. Depending on the Dalek. I am lucky that mostly all my organs are functioning, but they still need support from the casings."

"The casing also have really good sensory systems. My vision is in blue but with the eye stock I can zoom right into a small point in the distance. The sense spheres on the skirt section are able to detect many things." Ian continued to explain. One of his tentacles pointed to one of the blue spheres on the skirt section of his casing.

The Doctor followed the appendage to the blue sphere. He hummed as he took in everything what Ian had said. He looked back to Ian's eye that was filled with pain. A small part of him felt sorry for the human but that was quashed. He did not ask for Ian or Barbara to storm into his Tardis like they did. This was all Ian's fault. Not his.

"What exactly can those sensors sense?" Calavius demanded.

The Doctor looked over to the Thal. Calavius had not moved at all. He was still standing as far away from him and Ian. It was as if he was disgusted by the creature that was inside the casing.

Removing his attention away from Calavius, the Doctor looked back to Ian. "I must say I am also interested in them." he admitted as he rubbed his fingers together. "I have never seen technology like this technology before."

"Without the sensory orbs can sense the outside world. Similar to a human body can. Information is send from them right to my brain. That includes how big a room. How hot and cold it is. Along with how many people are inside the room." Ian explained back to the Doctor.

Ian kept his eye focused on the Doctor. He did not need to look at Calavius to know that the blonde alien was glaring at him. Hatred for everything and anything that looked like a Dalek. That included him. Keeping his eye on the Doctor kept his own anger at bay, but he did not know who the anger was aimed at. Him, the Thals or the Daleks?

Ian was brought out of his thoughts by the Doctor's humming. He kept looking at the Doctor who was studying him and the Dalek casing. Suddenly Ian felt so self-conscious. He started to squirm as far back as possible in the back of his casing, but he couldn't get far. He was already as far back in his casing as possible.

The Doctor unaware (or uninterested) in Ian's discomfort kept studying how his flesh and the mechanics of the casing had melded together to form one being.

"Tell me Chatterton is there any flaws in the casing that we can exploit?" he asked Ian after studying him and the casing for an extra minute.

Ian's organic eye blinked. In relief that he was no longer being studied like a lab rat. He had not liked how the Doctor had been staring at him. His body may have been destroyed but his mind was still human. And he wanted to still be treated like a human. Even if before, the Doctor had not really treated him and Barbara kindly. He was also blinking as he searched for a weakness within the Dalek casing.

"The eye stock." Ian finally spoke up after he searched for a weakness in the casing. "Every inch of the casing is protected not just by the metal shell but also a shield. It is weak in front of the eye stock. But the shots need to be concentrated to destroy the Dalek."

"How do we know that this Dalek is telling the truth?" Calavius suddenly snapped to the Doctor. "I think we should test it on this Dalek before we launch an attack on the Dalek City!" he almost snarled as he snatched the spear from the guard standing beside him.

"The Daleks have superior weaponry to your spears." Ian said as Calavius stomped up to him with the spear in hand. Ian's eye followed the spear that was pointed towards. He knew that without the Doctor standing between them Calavius would have stabbed him with the spear. "The Daleks won't let you get close to it to do any damage."

"That is enough, Calavius." the Doctor ordered as he stepped in between Calavius and Ian. He faced the angered Thal. He scoffed at Calavius as he pointed the spear towards him. "Do you recall what I told you and your friends back in the Council Tent?" he asked the Thal.

Calavius snarled back to the Doctor, but he did not say a word to the Time Lord. He tightened the grip on the spear in his hands as the Doctor gentle told him, "Myself and Chatterton are your friends. Not your enemies. It would be unwise for you to make us your enemy as well."

"He is a Dalek!" Calavius argued back to the Doctor.

"And that is enough for you to call him your enemy?" the Doctor asked Calavius. He was still standing between Calavius and Ian. He was still unphased by the deadly spear that was being pointed towards him. The Doctor knew that Calavius was not thinking straight. Years of hatred and anger had been shimmering underneath the surface, and now the Thal had a chance to get his revenge against the Daleks. The Doctor was just needed to prevent the Thal from impaling Ian.

Calavius scoffed as he turned away from the Doctor, "It has always been just us against the Daleks. And we have learned that Daleks only want death and destruction."

"But not anymore, my dear boy. We can help you." the Doctor gentle said to him. "Do not make everyone your enemy. Believe me when I say that we are not friends of the Daleks. Look at what they have done to poor Ian." he finished off by once again pointing to Ian.

The Doctor stepped to the side. Calavius looked away from the Time Lord to look at the Dalek. The creature inside the casing was not what he had expected to be a Dalek. Daleks were the monsters that haunted every Thal's nightmares. Yet the creature he was seeing before him did not fit with the nightmarish creatures.

It was a small pathetic creature connected in the heart of its soulless machine. Its single eye blinked as its tentacles quivered. Briefly Calavius felt sorry for the creature. Never would it feel the sun on its back or the wind.

His pity for the creature did not last long. He remembered what the Daleks had been doing to the Thals for countless generations. It would of him to side with the Daleks after everything that they had done to the Thals.

Then the Doctor's words came to mind. Was it wise encaging in another war with the Daleks when they were barely alive at it was.

Calavius closed his eyes in thought.

"I hope that this demonstration has proven to you that we are on your side?" the Doctor's gentle voice asked the member of the Thal High Council.

Calavius looked away from Ian back to the Doctor. "You have proven your worth to me, Outsider. This information already on the Dalek's weaknesses can help us in destroying the Daleks and their ugly City." he responded back to the Doctor.

"You cannot do that!"

Both Calavius and the Doctor looked to Ian. Ian's single eye blinked as he shrank further back in his casing. Not that he could do that.

"And why should we not destroy the Dalek City?" Calavius snarled at him. "Not wanting to kill your friends?"

"Not my friends. Your friends." Ian responded back to Calavius. His words were picked up by the connection that he had with the casing.

"What do you mean by that?" demanded Calavius with a growl.

The Doctor hummed as he studied the mutated creature inside of the casing. Even with only a ghost of a face, the Doctor could see how uncomfortable Ian was. He watched as Ian twitched as Calavius shouted at him. He watched the tentacles that were not attached to the casing squirmed.

"Yes, dear boy. What happened in Dalek City?" the Doctor enquired.

Both the eye stock and Ian's single eye looked towards the Doctor. "In the laboratory under the City I saw the Daleks were holding Thals prisoners. The Daleks had also developed some device that allowed them to take control of the Thals they had captured." he explained to the Doctor.

Calvius let out a frustrated cry as he kicked the floor of the tent. He spun around in an attempt to contain his anger towards the Daleks. "How dare they." he hissed through clenched teeth. "Not only are they killing my people, but they are also enslaving them."

"If we destroy Dalek City, we will kill all the prisoners that they are holding." Ian explained to the Doctor and Calavius.

Calavius spun on his heels. His blue eyes focused on the Dalek in the tent with him and the Doctor. "Why should you care? You are a Dalek!" he shouted at Ian.

Ian's eye blinked as he sadly looked to Calavius. "Yes I am a Dalek. But I am not like the Daleks you have been fighting for years." he responded back to Calavius. "Like the Doctor has said before we are here to help."

"Your help?" Calavius scoffed at Ian as he pointed the spear in his direction. "Your help as seen the death in one of our leaders. And also the possibility that the Daleks are going to find our location."

"Again I will repeat what the Doctor has said we are not your enemies. Do not make us your enemy." Ian let out a mechanical growl.

Calavius took a staggering step towards Ian. The spear trembled in his grip as he pointed it at Ian. "It is only naturally for a Thal to hate a Dalek. It is the very nature of Skaro." he coldly responded back to Ian.

Ian's eye was focused on the deadly tip of the spear. Gentle as he could with his mechanical voice he told Calavius, "And Daleks hate Thals."

Calavius hissed at Ian. The humanoid alien bared his teeth as he stepped closer to Ian. "No wonder. All Daleks do is taken and destroy. They have destroyed Skaro." he screamed at Ian who merely blinked back at him. "And they have destroyed themselves." he scoffed as he looked at Ian's mutated body.

"Enough of this!" the Doctor shouted as once again he stepped between Calavius and Ian. "This bickering is for children! Not adults!" he shouted as he looked between the two of them.

Calavius stepped backwards and away from the Dalek. "We now know how to defeat Daleks. Now is the time that we strike against them." he told the Doctor.

"How are you going to take an idea city filled with Daleks, hm?" the Doctor asked Calavius as he stepped into the younger man's personal space. "You do not have the weapons or the men needed to storm the Dalek City."

Calavius with no emotion responded, "Every Thal in this camp will be given a weapon. Every man, woman and child will be prepared to fight and kill the Daleks."

The Doctor, could only stare back at Calavius with shock and anger. "You would through away so many lives? For what? For what?" he asked.

"Death to the Daleks!" Calavius roared as he held the spear high above his head. "It is high time that the Thals returned to their warrior routes. It is time that we become the masters of Skaro!" he declared to them all.

"H-high C-councilman Calavius, sir?" the guard meekly spoke up.

Calavius turned around to look at the guard. "What?" he screamed at the man.

"I'm sorry sir, but I cannot risk my family in such a dangerous job." the guard gentle said back to the High Councilman. "My parents are to old and sick to leave their beds. My children are too small to even lift their heads up. My wife, my wife is my soul. I cannot let them walk into Dalek City where they will never walk out again."

Calavius stomped up to the guard. "I am your leader. What I tell you is going to happen is going to happen." he snapped as he got right in the other mans face. "Do you understand what I am saying to you?" he asked as he jabbed his finger into the guard's chest.

"I understand." the guard responded back to Calavius. "But you are to lead us. But not to our death. Damadus would not let this happen."

"Damadus is dead!"

The guard looked away from Calavius. He looked to the Doctor and Ian. The two aliens were talking to each other, well it was mostly the Doctor who was doing all the talking. He looked back to Calavius.

"Damadus was a better leader than you." he told Calavius.

Calavius dropped the spear he was holding. He launched himself at the other man and grabbed the man's tunic. "How dare you!" he screeched in the man's face.

The guard shoved Calavius off him. He watched as Calavius staggered backwards. The guard reached for the spear that Calavius had dropped. "Damadus would not have been thinking of sending woman and children to their deaths. He would have found a better way of dealing with the Daleks and getting us to a better future." the guard said back.

Calavius's eyes flicked between the guard's face and the spear he was holding. "You don't think I don't want a future for our people?" he asked the guard.

"One formed in children's blood?" the guard asked with horror.

"It's a sacrifice that is needed to be made!" Calavius argued back to the guard.

"Well I don't want to live in a world where my family died for nothing!" the guard roared back to Calavius. "If you are going to do this I can almost everyone with a family will not help in this suicide mission."

"Then what do you propose that we do? These outsiders are the reasons why Damadus was killed in Dalek City. Everything that has gone wrong because of these outsiders!" Calavius roared back to the guard.

The guard looked directly into Calavius in the eye as he coldly said, "Maybe their arrival was what was needed for our future."

Calavius could only blink blankly as his mind thought of what the guard was saying to him. He could not think of anything good from the outsiders arrival. Damadus was dead. Alydon was stricken with grief and anger. The Daleks knew that they were in the forest and were sure to be sending out search parties to find them. He did not know if the Daleks were going to kill them all out or like Ian had said be turned into slaves.

Calavius could not see any positives with the outsiders arrival.

"Alright." Calavius finally said after him being silent in thought. "Explain to me how their arrival has been good to us?" he asked the guard.

The guard shifted on his feet. He licked his lips as he looked to the two outsiders. He could not help the shiver that shivered down his spine at the sight of the Dalek mutant in the open casing. All his life the only thing he had seen of the Dalek was their metal travel machines. Every Dalek looked the same from each other. When the Daleks moved it was like a sea of silver and blue. He quivered as he heard their screams and shouts in his head.

He felt eyes on him. Managing to tare his eyes away from the creature at the heart of every Thal's nightmares, he looked to the Doctor. He had thought that the old man was just that. An old man, but his eyes were a different story.

The Doctor's eyes were like a storm swirling in the stars. His eyes were also bright. Like a child seeing new things in the world.

The Doctor was a strange old man.

The guard looked away from the young and old eyes of the Doctor, back to Calavius

"Well? I'm waiting. Or do you not have an answer?" Calavius snarled at him.

"I do have answer, sir." the guard responded back to his leader. "Yes, the outsiders have brought about the events that led to Damadus's death. But they have also brought movement."

Calavius scrunched his face up as he listened to the guard. He couldn't help but scoff back to the guard, "Movement to our deaths."

"No!"

"No? Calavius asked the guard. "Then explain what you think these Outsiders have brought to us?" he shouted at the guard.

The guard took a step back. He was shocked at Calavius outburst. Sure he had heard Calavius shouting before, but it was never like this. The hot headed Council Member always had Damadus to hold him back. Damadus was no longer with the living. Damadus had joined all their past leaders who had came before.

"These Outsiders have shown us a better future. One where we do not need to keep living like the last five hundred years. Yes a peace treaty failed between us and the Daleks. But that was only our first attempt. We can keep trying until the Daleks see that an alliance will work. Or we can find somewhere we can build a city that can touch the sky." the guard responded back to Calavius.

"You sound just as delusional as Damadus. He thought we could achieve peace with the Daleks." Calavius snorted back. He folded his arms over his chest as he looked at the young man. "But us building a city? Damadus was not as insane as that."

"It is insane that you want us to keep living like this!" the guard shouted while he wiped his arms around the tent they were. "The Daleks have been reduced to nothing," he continued as he pointed a finger to Ian, "and yet they have built a metal city and ships that can travel the stars."

"Calavius, sir I am merely a solider not a Council member. But I think my voice is just as important as yours." the guard kept speaking to his leader. "But I think you should hear what I and many of us would say to you. Lets not make enemies out of these Outsiders. Because I think they can really help us. That is if we help them to help us." he continued to speak to Calavius.

"Please sir. Again, I know I am just a solider and you are our leader. But I cannot allow you to lead my family to their deaths."

Calavius's mind was racing. There was so many thoughts dancing about his head. The Outsiders had brought about a motion of change. Change that was really needed for them to go to the future. He knew that they could not keep moving like they have been for the last five hundred years. Skaro was dying and the Dalek's city was constantly expanding.

Calavius turned away from the guard once again to the Doctor and Ian. The Outsiders were offering to help him and his people. Their help had seen to the death of Damadus, sure but maybe they could help them in different way.

"Very well. Like you said Doctor there is no point in making enemies out of you." Calavius finally said to the Doctor.

"You have changed your tone about us, Calavius." the Doctor remarked to him.

"Yes. It is like you said Doctor I am not making enemies when there is no need for that." Calavius responded back to the Doctor. He looked back to the guard who was watching the interaction closely. "And I am not going to endanger my people against the Daleks. I did get carried away with the thought of possible freeing my people from the Daleks." he admitted to the guard.

"Very wise indeed my boy." the Doctor agreed with him. "I am sure that there is a way to defeat the Daleks without losing to many lives."

"We do not need to fight the Daleks." Calavius said to the Doctor.

"Oh, you are going to retry making an alliance with the Daleks, my boy?" the Doctor stated. He was thinking of what they could do differently this time around. They knew more about what was happening inside of Dalek City that could be used as an advantage to them.

"No." came Calavius's try response back to the Doctor

"No?" asked the Doctor.

"You are all from another world. Which means that you have a spaceship. You can take us with you to another world. Another world that is far away from the Daleks." Calavius coldly stated back to the Doctor

"Absolutely not!" the Doctor shouted back to Calavius with horror in his voice. "Do you think I asked for Ian and Barbara to come with me? Well I did not! They instead pushed themselves into my ship and look what has happened to Chatterton." he shouted as he pointed a finger to Ian.

Calavius followed the Doctor's finger to Ian. He studied the creature that they said had been human a few days ago. He could not see the creature he was looking at being human. The only resemblance to his previous life was what looked like half a human face. The single brown eye blinked as the creature trembled further into its casing.

Calavius looked away from Ian back to the Doctor and asked, "But surely you will accept us joining you? We are dying. You can take us to another world far away from Skaro and the Daleks."

"And like I just told you, Calavius I have had enough of stowaways." the Doctor remarked to the Thal as he looked to Ian who squirmed inside of the casing. "I am sorry Calavius. But I must think of my granddaughter."

"Your granddaughter?" Calavius spat at the Doctor. "What about my family? What about Taron's family?" he asked the Time Lord.

"You were so eager to go into the city to rescue him!" Calavius shouted at the Doctor as he pointed a finger at Ian.

The Doctor sighed, "My dear boy, we will help you take back your planet. But we must be careful in not getting dragged into a long-drawn war against these creatures."

"But I do believe that I have a plan that can help you get back Skaro and defeat the Daleks." the Doctor continued to speak. He rubbed his chin as he chuckled softly to himself.

Calavius knitted his eyebrows together. "What plan?" he asked the Doctor.

The Doctor did not respond back to Calavius. Instead he looked back to Ian. "Chatterton?" he asked Ian making the eye stock swirl towards him. He was slightly blinded by the glowing blue lens. "Do you have the plans for the Dalek City in the casing?" he asked Ian directly into the eye stock.

Ian was silent. His mind connected with the computer network inside of the casing like he did back in Dalek City. In his mind he say the image of every room and floor of Dalek City.

Blinking rapidly, Ian returned back to the tent in the Thal's Camp. His vision from the casing's eye stock was filled with the Doctor who was standing right in front of him.

"Yes. I have access to City plans." Ian responded back to the Doctor. "What are you planning Doctor?"

"Yes Doctor? What are we going to do?" Calavius asked the Doctor.

The Doctor chuckled as he walked away from Ian. He watched as the eye stock swirled around and followed him as he walked to the wall behind the Dalek casing. He placed a hand on the wall of the tent and felt the smooth cold scales of a poor creature that had been skinned to make the tent.

Still with his hand on the tents wall the Doctor turned his body around to look to Ian. Only Ian's eye stock had swirled around. The never blinking blue glow never leaving him as Ian waited for him to continue. "Do you think you can project the City's map onto this wall?" he asked Ian as he patted the wall.

"I think so." Ian responded as he closed his casing. His organic body was shelled under the silver metal. He felt so much relief that the others could no longer see his organic self. He could not help the shiver all through his body at being sealed away again.

The blue glow of Ian's lens got brighter and brighter. The wall of the tent that he was looking at it was soon bathed in a bright blue from his lens. Slowly a faint hologram of Dalek City flickered onto the wall.

Calavius's eyes widened as he looked at the hologram of Dalek City. "It's huge." he said in awe of how large Dalek City was.

The Doctor hummed as he studied the hologram map of Dalek City. There was more floors to the City than he had first thought. All the floors were connected by a series of lifts. His eyes scanned every floor until he came to a cavern underneath the City. The Dalek Head Scientist's domain, the laboratory.

The Doctor looked away from the holographic blueprint of Dalek City and back to Ian. "Can you locate the main energy source of the City?" he asked.

Ian was silent and still. The Doctor narrowed his eyes as he studied the Dalek closely. It was hard to see what Ian was thinking. Ian no longer had facial expressions like he did while he was human.

"Ian?"

The Doctor was drawn back to the hologram of Dalek City map as it zoomed in on the Control Room. The Control Room was in the very heart of the City.

"The Control Room controls everything in the City, Doctor." Ian explained to the Doctor. "But the Dalek Supreme is always there. He only leaves the room if he is needed somewhere else in the City."

"Then how do we get him away from the Control Room?" Calavius asked as he also looked at the holographic map of Dalek City.

The Doctor was once again humming as he stroked his chin in thought. He studied the hologram of Dalek City closely as he thought of what they were to do. It was going to be hard to get the Dalek Supreme away from the Control Room.

"Then we are going to need a distraction. One that is of too much importance that will make the Supreme Dalek leave the Control Room." the Doctor said as looked back to Ian. Ian had spend more time in with the Daleks and knew the Dalek Supreme better than any of them.

"There is a way." Ian spoke up as he shut down the hologram of Dalek City from his eye stock. He then swirled his eye stock around to look at the Doctor. "The Daleks slaves. They are the key to defeating the Daleks." he explained to the Doctor.

"But you said that my people have been hypnotised to follow Dalek orders." Calavius said to Ian. He couldn't help but step back as Ian's eye stock swirled around to him.

"Like you said before I am a Dalek." Ian stated back to him. "I could sneak through the corridors of Dalek City and get to the Control Room. There I can send out an order to the Roboslaves to attack the Daleks."

"And then what, Chatterton hm?" the Doctor asked making Ian's eye stock swirl back around to look at him. "How will you get out of there, hm?"

"I will most likely not get out of the Control Room, Doctor. But I cannot allow someone else to be turned into either a Dalek or a Roboman like they have done with the captured Thals." Ian responded back to Doctor.

The Doctor narrowed his eyes as he stared at Ian. His stare made Ian's casing jerk away from him. "I will not allow you do that." he sternly told Ian. "I will not hear the end of it from Susan or Barbara." he quickly added on.

"But Doctor where can I go now? I am a Dalek? I cannot go back to Earth." Ian responded back.

"That is simple, Chatterton. You may stay with me and Susan. But I will still find a way to send Barbara back to Earth." the Doctor responded back to Ian. He clapped his hands together as he thought over what he was going do to. "We can work with that plan. We just need to think of a way to get you out of Dalek City."

Calavius's blue eyes were focused on the fire burning in the centre of the tent. Its warmth was warm enough to case away the cold night air. Its orange glow was alive compared to the artificial glow coming from Ian's eye stock. He tapped his toes onto the ground as he thought.

After a moment of pondering what to do Calavius clicked his fingers as he declared, "We set a timer to destroy the City."

"That could work." the Doctor agreed with Calavius. He looked away from the Thal to look to the Dalek. "We do have a Dalek after all."

Ian's eye stock twitched as he spoke, "I could join a Dalek patrol and go back to the City. There I can put in the order for the Robomen and set the destruction of Dalek City. And through the confusion quickly get back to the Tardis in the forest."

The Doctor hummed as he thought over Ian's plan. "That could work, Chatterton." he said agreed. He knew that it was best the best plan to both Susan and Barbara out of the way of danger. He could not risk losing his granddaughter. And he was also starting to enjoy his travels with Barbara and Ian.

"And we could have Skaro back from the Daleks." Calavius said as a faint smile spread over his face. His smile was joined by the other Thals in the tent with them. They now had a plan that could (no would) see to the destruction of the Daleks on Skaro.

Calavius looked to Ian and said to him, "I cannot thank you enough for what you are doing for my people. Even after how I spoke to you earlier."

"I cannot allow anyone else to undergo the same torture that I have undergone. Also the Daleks need to be stopped." Ian responded back to him.

"Now that we have a plan on defeating the Daleks." the Doctor spoke up making both Calavius and Ian look at him. "I believe that we should tell the other members of the Thal council of what we are going to do."

"I do agree Doctor." Calavius agreed with him.

The Doctor hummed, "Now let us go back to the Council Tent and tell the others of our plan. Come along Chatterton." he said to the Dalek. He did not give Ian time to respond before he started to walk out of the small tent.

"Is this Doctor always like this?" Calavius asked Ian as they both watched the Doctor walk out of the tent. He looked at Ian whose eye stock swirled around to look at him.

"You get used to it." Ian admitted back to Calavius. "We better catch up with us before we annoy him more."

Calavius watched as the Dalek casing moved. For years he had thought the Daleks had been machines, created by the remnants of the Kaleds. Then they had been left to their own devices when the Kaleds had died out. Then he learned that the Daleks were really mutated forms of what had once been the Kaleds. Seeing what they had done to Ian in only a matter of hours he wondered what the other Daleks looked like after centuries of mutations. He swallowed the lump in his throat as he followed Ian and the Doctor back to the Council Tent.

Calavius hoped that Alydon had cooled down to listen to their plan. He hoped that the younger Thal was not going to use the death of his father as an excuse for revenge against the Daleks. They were getting revenge on the Daleks but with the Doctor's plan and Ian's help they would see the destruction of Dalek City.