𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒔 ☆ The Glorious Series ｟ BOOK 1 ｠

Victory of the Daleks [Part 2]

Dalek spaceship...

"Turn those lights off now. Turn London off or I swear I will use the TARDIS self-destruct!"

"Stalemate, Doctor. Leave us, and return to Earth."

"Oh, that's it? That's your great victory? You leave?"

"Extinction is not an option. We shall return to our own time and begin again."

"No, no, no! I won't let you get away this time! I won't!"

There was mechanical 'whoosh' and then a soft thrumming.

"We have succeeded - DNA reconstruction is complete."

The Daleks glided back from the cubicle which was enveloped in a red energy. The doors slid open amidst sparks.

"Observe, Doctor, a new Dalek paradigm!"

The Doctor watched as new, larger Daleks emerged from the smoke and steam, each a different color: white, blue, yellow, orange and red.

"The Progenitor has fulfilled our new destiny. Behold, the restoration of the Daleks! The resurrection of the master race!"

Bracewell's lab...

Bracewell was holding a revolver in his remaining hand and was about to place it to his head when Lexi, Amy and Churchill entered.

"Bracewell! Put the gun down!" Churchill demanded.

"My life is a lie, and I choose to end it."

"In your own time, Paisley boy." Lexi stood next to Bracewell. "because right now we need your help."

"But those creatures... my Ironsides... they made me? I... can remember things, so many things. The last war- The squalor and the mud and the awful, awful misery of it all. What am I? What am I?"

"What you are sir, is either on our side, or theirs. Now, I don't give a damn if you're a machine, Bracewell... Are you a man?"

"Listen to me. I understand. Really, I do." Lexi gently took the gun from Bracewell's hand. Amy looked at her sister proudly. She was probably the most caring person she knew. "Look, there's a spaceship up there lighting up London like a Christmas tree. Thousands of people will die tonight if we don't stop it, and you're the only one who can help take it down."

"I am?"

"You're alien technology. You're as clever as the Daleks are, so start thinking! What about rockets? You got rockets? Cos you said gravity whatsits, hypersonic flight, some kind missile."

"This isn't a fireworks party, Miss Pond! We need tactical... A missile... or...?"

"Or what?" Amy asked wondering.

"We could send something up there, you say?"

"With a gravity bubble, yes." Bracewell showed Churchill the plans. "Theoretically it's possible we could send something into space."

"Bracewell... It's time to think big!"

Space...

The beam from the Dalek ship was still firing on London.

Dalek spaceship...

"All hail the new Daleks! All hail the new Daleks!"

"Yes, you are inferior!" The new white Dalek exclaimed.

"Yes."

"Then prepare."

"We are ready!"

"Cleanse the unclean! Total obliteration! Disintegrate!"