Nightmare In Silver Pt. 4

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*Castle courtyard*

Porridge ladles something into a cup.

"There, get that in you. Warm you up."

"Oh, thank you, Porridge," Clara says.

"Oi, Clara!" {Y/N} shouts.

"I'll see what he wants. Call me if there's any change" Clara says looking at the Doctor and Porridge.

"Right" the Doctor grabs Clara's arm.

"Be careful" he whispers, she nods before walking off.

*Throne room*

"Hey! Clara, there you are. Now, quick rundown. What's our weapons strength?"

"One big gun, five of those hand-pulser units and a shiny black bomb that implodes the planet."

"Yeah. Yeah, that one. Now, tell me, does it happen possibly to have a remote triggery thing?" Clara takes it from her jacket pocket.

"Brilliant. Pass it here."

"No."

"Why not?"

"In case you're not you right now. Or even if you are, just in case."

"Oh, don't worry. The Cyberplanner's hibernating between moves right now. Shush."

"Prove you're you. Tell me something only {Y/N} knows."

"Clara, I suppose I'm the only one who knows how I feel about you right now. How funny you are. So funny. And pretty. And the truth is, I'm starting to like you in a way that is more than just..." she hits her.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Yes! It's me. That really hurt. How did you know that was her?" {Y/N} asks.

"Because even if that was true, which it is obviously not, I know you well enough to know that you would rather die than say it. Finish your stupid game" Clara says, {Y/N}'s left hand grabs Clara's arm "{Y/N}, let go."

"I can't. She's got control of the left arm. Argh, argh, no! No!" her left hand gets the remote trigger and destroys it.

"{Y/N}?"

"She got what she wanted. She destroyed the trigger. My move" {Y/N} says.

"What do you mean, she got what she wanted?"

"She means good news, boys and girls. They're here!"
the Cyberplanner shouts.

*Castle*

Rows of Cybermen stretching from the Tomb entrance to the moat.

"One gun, five hand-pulsers and a planet-smashing bomb that doesn't work anymore," Clara says.

"Why not?"

"Broken trigger unit."

"But you signed for that."

*Throne room*

"I've learned so much from you, {Y/N}. It's been an education. But now, it's time for the endgame."

*Castle*

The first Cyberman steps into the moat and gets electrocuted.

"Brilliant," Clara says, then it recovers.

"Upgrade in progress."

"Damn. Who's our best shot?" the Doctor asks.

"Probably it's me."

"Shoot any of them who make it across. The rest of you, take defensive positions. Porridge?" Clara says.

"Yes?"

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