The Return Of The Daleks

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Bad Wolf- Part four

" Solar flare activity in delta point zero fifteen." The Controller announced

A woman looked up from a console. " If you're not holding us hostage, then open the door and let us out. The staff are terrified."

" That's the same staff who execute hundreds of contestants every day." The Doctor told her.

"That's not our fault. We're just doing our jobs."

" And with that sentence you just lost the right to even talk to me. Now back off!"

Just then, for power went down. The Historian whipped around and yelled "what was that!?"

The man put his arms up. " That's just the solar flares. They interfere with the broadcast signal, so this place automatically powers down. Planet Earth gets a few repeats. It's all quite normal."

"Historian." Said the Controller. "Doctor."

"Doctor?" A woman from the console said.

"Whatever it is, you can wait." The Historian glared at her. "Think she wants us..."

" Doctor? Historian? Where's the Doctor?" The controlled cried

"We're here." He said

"Can't see. I'm blind. So blind. All my life, blind. All I can see is numbers, but I saw you."

The Doctor frowned at her. "What do you want?"

" Solar flares hiding me. They can't hear me. My masters, they always listen but they can't hear me now the sun, the sun is so bright."

"Who are your masters?" She asked.

"They wired my head. The name's forbidden. They control my thoughts. My masters. My masters, I had to be careful. They monitor transmissions but they don't watch the programmes. I could hide you inside the games. Knew that you would find me-"

"Our friend died inside your games." The Doctor glared.

" Doesn't matter."

" Don't you dare tell us that."

"They've been hiding. My masters hiding in the dark space, watching and shaping the Earth so, so, so many years. Always been there, guiding humanity, hundreds and hundred of years."

"Who are they?"

" They wait and plan and grow in numbers. They're strong now. So strong, my masters."

"Who are they?"

"But speak of you, my masters, they fear the Doctor, they loathe the Historian-"

"Enough." She glared. "Now I'm hated universally by a lot of people, so we need a name. TELL US WHO THEY ARE!" but just then, the power came back on.

" Twenty one, twenty two."

The Doctor span around " When's the next solar flare?"

"Two years time."

"Fat lot of good that is." He muttered, just as Jack ran back towards them.

" Found the Tardis." Jack hissed.

" We're not leaving now." The Timelords glared

"No, but the Tardis worked it out. You'll want to watch this. Lynda, could you stand over there for me please?"

Lynda frowned. " I just want to go home."

" It'll only take a second. Could you stand in that spot, quick as you can. Everybody watching? Okay. three, two, one." The beam came down on Lynda a d she vanished in a puff of smoke.

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