'The Dalek race will it to bridge strands of
history we already possess, to design and influence how we think, and how we
can achieve further victories throughout the galaxy.' came the reply.
'I see,' said the Doctor. 'So the Key was a weapon, eh?' he mused. 'And it
came from me.' he muttered. 'Can you trust me?' the Doctor smirked.
'The information you possess is vital to us!' bellowed another Dalek.
'But I am the source of the information,' stated the Doctor. 'Can you trust
my mind?' he sniffled.
'We can trust the machine,' a Dalek answered.
The Dalek Supreme entered, 'Report?'
it bellowed.
A Dalek under his watch answered. 'The
Key is ours. All information is to be verified by the Archivist.'
'Excellent!' declared the Supreme Dalek, surveying his
prisoner strapped into the machine. 'Soon,'
it began, with some arrogance, 'the
information we now possess will give us all we need to become the Supreme
beings over all of creation!'
'I only hope that what I've told you adds up,' muttered the Doctor,
'Besides, I've not told you everything,' he added. 'You'll see!' he babbled,
'Just you wait!'
The Dalek Supreme glided across the ground and up to the Doctor and stared
down at him, angrily. 'We shall see!'
it raged.
~~~
Solace had once been one of the most beautiful planets in the universe, but
with the sudden appearance of the Doctor, he had unexpectedly endangered the
in-habitants of the planet and their unique underground city. The jungle was on
fire surrounding the Dalek mother ship, and its people had but little hope of
putting it out. They lived on the vegetation that grew on the surface of the
planet and without it, their way of life would disappear.
There had been an up-rising, as people took to arms, and made a journey to
the mothership. They were angry, and sad, and felt the trauma of humiliation
and grief but together they were strong, and were making their way to free
their friend, Light, and save the Dalek prisoner known as the Doctor.
Clara had reached the control centre, and had led Sexy and Light there
herself. She was rather proud with herself for that. The control room was
quiet. Empty. All the Daleks were occupied with the Dalek Supreme in its
chamber, where the Doctor was being tortured.
Sexy wandered across the room to a set of controls. She decided to touch
them, and see what each did and how they worked. There was something she
recognised. It was a switch designed to inform all life vessels - the entire
Dalek fleet, when to act on the orders of the mothership.
'Clara!' she called, 'I think I've found something.'
Clara quickly moved over to her side, and gazed at the instruments. 'Have
you any idea what they do?' she asked.
'Oh I do,' she smiled. 'This one here is a good-en! Do you trust me?' she
asked Clara.
Her friend grinned. 'Of course I do,' replied Clara.
'Then watch this!' declared Sexy. 'To all units, the Key is ours. Prepare
to leave Solace!' she bellowed, in her best Dalek voice.
'Immediately!' added Clara, speaking into a speaker that was being heard
across all Dalek ships on the surface of Solace.
'What have we achieved?' wondered Light. 'What have you done?'
There was the sound of engines blasting into life, and the sudden echo of
the Supreme Dalek demanding an answer from somewhere within the mother ship.
'Quickly!' whispered Light. 'Add that the order cannot be countermanded,'
Sexy rushed over to the switch and made it so, giving the order, when the
Supreme Dalek emerged from his chamber and into the control room.
'Stay where you are!' it ordered. 'Do
not move!'
Through the gap between the Daleks and the chamber, Clara could see the
Doctor. He was well, or so he appeared, but only from a distance.
Sexy made a run for it, missing Dalek fire as she made her escape. Clara
dodged Dalek fire power as she scuttled across the floor. Light watched
miserably, but had no intention of making an escape. He stood silently, as the
Supreme Dalek approached.
Clara and Sexy found one another in a tunnel somewhere within the
mothership. It led to a ramp, leading them away and out of the mothership.
'This isn't where we want to be!' moaned Clara, now standing on the surface
of the planet.
'But we did it!' cheered Sexy, 'The Dalek fleet have left Solace following
our orders. We have only the mothership to contend with now.'
Clara spun around to find a growing number of people charging towards them.
'And I think.' replied Clara, 'that we can do this and get everyone out at
the same time!'
~~~
There's Clara?' yelled the Doctor, now sitting upright and recovering from
the machine. 'Is she alright?' he called after the Supreme Dalek.
The Dalek Supreme spun around and answered, 'She will no longer be of any trouble!' it boomed.
'I hope,' shouted the Doctor, 'that she's not dead, because that would
change everything.' grumbled the Doctor.
'The female has escaped,' barked the Dalek. 'We have your friends,' he went on. 'The Keeper and Light.'
'And you think they'll talk?' questioned the Doctor.
'No.' replied a Dalek, shifting past. It stopped nearby and hissed, 'The Keeper is dying, a side-effect of the
machine.'
'What do you mean?' wondered the Doctor. 'How can the Keeper be dying?'
'Because the Keeper is the key to the TARDIS!' declared the Supreme Dalek,'The Key is now ours!'
'And that means Sexy must be feeling the side-effects too?' muttered the
Doctor. 'But I thought you wanted to fill the gaps with the information I fed
you? Gaps in your history.'
The Dalek Supreme’s eye stalk stared at the Doctor meaningfully, before
answering, 'We now possess the key to
your ship. We now have access to your TARDIS, the most powerful, knowledgeable,
and intelligent time vessel in the known universe.'
'You lied to me,' said the Doctor. 'All this time...' his words fell to a
whisper.
~~~
A group of civilians had recognised Clara from the underground city beneath
Solace. It had been the first major city to have been destroyed by the Daleks.
They were each carrying torches, small arms, and grenades, found in the caves.
They stood beneath the mothership, discussing how best to take action against
the Daleks. It was important. This was their only chance to make any sort of
move against them.
'We've found a shaft,' explained Clara. 'It will take us directly to the
Dalek control centre. It's there that the Doctor is being held.'
'And the Light source?' piped up one, standing close behind their leader, a
female called Zahra. 'Where can he be found?'
'In a passage that leads off from the control centre,' countered Sexy. 'Our
number one priority however is to save the Doctor.'
~~~
The Dalek Archivist studied the information presented to him. He worked in
an enclosed space, full of machines and strategic battle plans, all waiting to
be delivered to Davros. Bogged down in his work, he looked up to find the
Supreme Dalek staring down at him.
'The information is false!' declared the Archivist.
'How is this so?' replied the Supreme Dalek.
'The information is mis-leading,' explained the Dalek. 'It does not compute.'
'The Doctor tricked us!' they concluded.
'He must be forced to tell us everything he
knows!' declared the Archivist.
'But force appears to be his strength!' uttered the Dalek Supreme.
'Perhaps then,' began the Archivist, 'we should focus on his weakness!'
~~~
Clara and Zahra had taken charge in the up-rising against the Daleks.
They'd used ladders to climb up the outside of the mothership and found the
shaft leading to the control centre. But as they followed through with their
plan into the shaft the Daleks were waiting at the other end. In amongst the
handful of Daleks was the Doctor. He was sat upright, waving to his friends,
but not in a friendly-sort of way.
'Run!' he cried, knowing what the consequences of his actions would be. A
Dalek moved forward, using its gun to stun him into silence.
'NO!' yelled Clara, rushing forward from the tunnel.
A Dalek appeared and ordered her to 'Surrender!'
'What have you done to the Doctor?' she shouted back at them.
'The Doctor is alive,’ boomed the Supreme Dalek, 'You will remain where you are!'
~~~