“Finally! Even I couldn’t take it another second. No one deserved to die like that. Not even a man like him.”
The man is question was Tyresia, leader of the terrorist origanisation Heglozia First. Heglozia First were devoted to ending the war with the Daleks in order to preserve the planet. They foolishly believed that their leaders were just as responsible for the conflict as the Daleks, and hoped to persuade them (through violent means.) To settle their differences with the Daleks.
Their most heinous crime had been the sabotage of a war vessel, the Osteria, which caused it to explode before taking off. Over 2000 young men and women were lost their lives in the explosion. There were no survivors. Tyresia had himself orchestrated the sabotage.
Nevertheless Tyresia’s own executioners could not help but pity him in his final moments. The lack of resources meant that they were not allowed to use guns and waste ammunition to execute the prisoners. Instead a lethal form of chemical called Ixeri was used, which would kill its victims slowly and painfully over the course of several hours. It wasn’t just a lack of resources as to why this chemical was used however. The king wanted it to be used as a form of terror. Any disloyalty to the king was met with execution by Ixeri.
The executioners had been forced to slaughter many innocent men and women. When Tyresia had been brought in, for once they were happy at the prospect of executing someone who deserved it. Still now that the grissly deed (that had taken over two hours) was done, the two executioners had instead come to the conclusion that no one deserved to die from Ixeri.
“The king should be made to see just how that poison eats people from the inside.” One of the executioners said as he carried Tyresia’s putrid, stinking corpse from the table.
“I sometimes think it would be better if that entire forcefield just collapsed on us.” The other said as he mopped up the mess created during Tyresia’s death throes.
Suddenly the two men were alerted by screams. The executioner carrying Tyresia’s corpse dropped it and ran to the window. Outside to his horror he could see the guards one by one falling to a Dalek.
“My god one of the Daleks is here.”
“What? That’s not possible? What would it want here anyway? To kill all our criminals?”
“”I don’t know but we have to get out of here now!”
The two men were not soldiers. The only reason they were in this position was to avoid having to fight in the war. Every day they regretted it and contemplated going off to fight against the Daleks and die an honourable, yet completely pointless death. Ultimately however their fear of the Daleks always won out and they instead decided to sacrifice more innocent lives in the hopes that they could wait out the war. (Regardless of how hopeless that seemed.)
The two men ran down the long corridors filled with prisoners, most of whom were there for minor crimes, such as stealing resources to feed their families.
Most of the prisoners were asleep, but a few were woken up by the commotion. One of the prisoners a young man reached out and grabbed one of the executioners as he ran past. He managed to pull the executioner right up to the bars and hold him in place by placing his arm around his neck.
“Please help me” the executioner shouted to his friend, who without a seconds hesitation ran away.
“You coward. We were in this together.” He shouted after his former comrade.
“Tell me, what’s going on? Why are you two leaving? Where are all the guards? Answer me!” The prisoner shouted.
“There’s a Dalek outside. I don’t know what it wants, but its coming in here.”
“A Dalek that’s not possible, unless our forcefield’s down. If it is, why bother running?”
“What else can we do?”
Outside the Dalek had slaughtered almost all of the guards. Only 4 out of 50 in total remained. As the last 4 survivors ran for cover the Dalek hovered about twenty feet in the air and blasted a hole in the prison wall before entering. The Dalek made its way into the room the main generator was kept in. The generator controlled all of the doors in the facility. It was also capable of electrifying them if the prisoners got too close.
The Dalek killed two of the three soldiers guarding the generator, (with the other fleeing in panic) before placing its sucker arm on the generator. The 4 soldiers outside regrouped and continued to fire desperately at the creature to no avail. The soldier who fled returned. Having given into his fear for a moment, he returned in shame to try and make up for actions. The guard attempted to grab the metal monster from behind and pull it off the generator, but he wasn’t able to move it a fraction of an inch!
The Dalek was able by linking its own software with the generator to override the electronic locks on every door in the prison and open them. Once it was finished the Dalek spun round, knocking the soldier off its back. The Dalek then exterminated the last of the guards below, before turning to face the guard it had knocked down, who it cornered against a wall.
“HUMANOIDS KILL HUMANOIDS. THE DALEKS ARE UNITED THAT IS WHY WE ALWAYS TRIUMPH!” The monster said before exterminating the guard and leaving the area.
The criminals were easily able to overrun the few remaining guards in the prison who they literally tore apart with their bare hands. The executioner who had been abandoned’s neck was broken by the criminal who had restrained him. The other executioner meanwhile was beaten to death by a crowd, made up of people whose loved ones he had either personally killed, or people he was due to execute. Though the executioner fought back at first, he soon realised it was pointless and gave in to the prisoners. In his final few moments he was relieved more than anything else to finally be free of the nightmare his existence had become.
“Come on” Asica shouted. He the Doctor, Dana and Zoella had fled down a secret passage from the throne room in case of an emergency, whilst his guards fought off the Hiaska’s.
Zoella’s injuries from the crash however were beginning to catch up with her and she needed a few minutes to rest.
“We should just leave you here. You’re a liability!” Asica snapped.
“If you leave her, I’ll never show you how my ship works.” The Doctor said in anger.
“Now I’m starting to see how so many people have died in your name. You keep leaving them to die.” The Doctor sneered.
“Its not about me. If what you say is true your ship is our last hope. These Hiaska’s might win this battle and if they do, they’ll tear down our forcefield.”
“Why would they do that? The Daleks will destroy them too? What do they want” Dana asked?
“They don’t care about the Daleks. They don’t know them like those of us on the front line. To them its just another war. What they really want? Is just to make him pay” Zoella said from the side.
“According to our old legends, Hiaska was the god of justice. The Hiaskans are made up of the relatives of the people he butchered, sent away to die, executed in cold blood. If we just hand him over to them, they might let us go.”
“You can’t be serious?” Dana said in shock.
“Of course I am. Its our best chance for us to get free and get to your ship. If the king means what he says, he’ll lay down his life now for his people.”
Zoella’s words shook Asica. He’d always claimed he’d be happy to lay down his life for his people, but now his bluff was being called.
“They’ll never let any of you go.” Asica said.
“Its you they hate. I’m just a soldier, and these two, well who knows what they are?”
“Do you think they’ll believe that? They’ll tear you apart just as soon as they would me.”
“Lets put it to the test shall we.”
“Enough” the Doctor shouted over them.
“No one is getting left behind. If we are going to not only get out of here, but stop the Daleks we have to stay together. I don’t care what problems you have with each other. Right now we are all in the same, unfortunately hopeless situation.” The Doctor said firmly.
“All right” Zoella responded. “If they catch up to us though I’m throwing our beloved king to them.”
“That’s the spirit” the Doctor said mockingly.
As the four somewhat reluctant companions treked down the dark, musty corridor, they were tormented by the sounds of both the soldiers and the rebels killing one another above.
“Even in this time we can’t work together” Asica said bitterly.
“Conflict is the price we sometimes have to pay for individuality.” The Doctor said. “The Daleks above are not squabbling, but none of them are able to choose their own destiny’s.”
Just a few feet ahead there was a massive explosion. The Doctor instinctively tried to push Dana back. Even though she was more than capable of taking care of herself, the Doctor couldn’t help but be overly protective of her. It was the same with all of his companions. The explosion however knocked all 4 of them off their feet.
Through the smoke two armed men and women emerged, dressed in tattered, bloody clothes.
“Don’t bother calling for help.” The leader of the group sneered at Asica.
“Your palace is ours.”
“I don’t understand? How could you do it?” The king said in shock.
“It doesn’t matter. You’re finally going to get what you deserve. Look at you. Trying to run like a coward while those men up there die for you. That was always your way of fighting your enemies.”
“He’s not your enemy.” The Doctor protested. “The Daleks are. The future of your race is at stake if you.” The rebel punched the Doctor before he could finish.
“It wasn’t the Daleks that killed my son. ” He spat back at the Doctor. “I can’t believe that any of you are with him. You’re all traitors! Still there’s been enough killing. Stand aside and we’ll let you go.”
The Doctor looked back at Asica who tried to keep his cool, but was clearly terrified.
“Alright” the Doctor said calmly as he shrugged his shoulders.
“Doctor you can’t.” Dana said in shock.
“Its not our concern Dana, we just have to” suddenly mid sentence the Doctor knocked the leader out with a bit of Venusian Karate, before kicking the gun out of the other male rebels hand. He then flipped the male rebel over his shoulder into the two female rebels, disarming them as well.
Dana and Zoella quickly jumped the female rebels, whilst the Doctor fought with the male rebel. The Doctor blocked one punch before delivering two strikes to the rebel, one to his stomach and another to his face sending him back into a wall. Dana meanwhile managed to pin her rebel to the ground. Her rebel was just a teenage girl, no older than 18 and Dana was mindful not to hurt her. Zoella meanwhile still struggled with hers due to her injuries.
Whilst they were fighting, Asica grabbed the first rebel the Doctor had knocked out’s gun and shot the rebel fighting with Zoella. The others all froze, and Asica then shot the male rebel, before shooting the rebel the Doctor had knocked out. He then turned the gun to the rebel Dana was restraining.
“No don’t” Dana said as she let the girl go who tried to run, but Asica shot the girl in the back.
“You murderer” Dana screamed in rage and disgust.
“I had no choice. They’re a danger not only to me but to this entire planet.”
“There will be no one left on this planet you’re trying to save when you’re done with them!” Dana snapped.
“Look what’s done is done, we need to get out of here before more of the rebels come” the Doctor shouted as he ran ahead. The Doctor was disgusted with Asica’s ruthless actions too, but he knew that it would do no good to bicker about it now. He didn’t know how, but he felt sure the Dalek had somehow aided this rebel attack. Its what they always did when their numbers were low or they were weak. Make their enemies fight among each other. The Time Lord wasn’t about to give in to what the monsters wanted now. Asica was the first to follow the Doctor. Neither Dana nor Zoella wanted to be in front of the king.
The foursome ran a couple more feet until they eventually reached a massive cavern, with a small fighter jet in the centre.
“My escape jet. It won’t get us off this planet. That’s your job.” Asica said to the Doctor as he prepared to board the jet. Suddenly another explosion blew open the wall on the right hand side of the cavern. 10 or so rebels emerged from the smoke firing their weapons at the foursome.
“No, I want the king alive” the leader shouted. “A simple blast is too good for him. Kill the others.”
The Doctor, Dana, the King and Zoella hid behind the jet with the King firing blindly at the rebels.
Zoella quickly grabbed the gun out of the King’s hands and fired at the rocks above the rebels sending them scattering.
Zoella then ran out to face the rebels and shot two more of them.
“Go now.” She shouted.
“We can’t just leave you” the Doctor said whilst Asica had already jumped into the jet.
“I’m wounded. I’ll only slowly you down. If you do have a way of getting some of us out of here. Take it now.” Zoella ran into the rebels and realizing there was nothing they could do, the Doctor and Dana jumped into the jet which quickly took off. The rebels weaponry had no effect on the jet which was made of the strongest metal on the planet. Its fire power was also vastly superior to that of most conventional crafts which it demonstrated when after escaping outside, it easily destroyed three fighter jets, hijacked by the rebels.
Back in the cavern the rebels easily overpowered the wounded Zoella.
“Where was the king fleeing.” The leader barked at the wounded soldier.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
The rebel leader placed his foot on Zoella’s broken arm.
“You think you’re a hero fighting against the Daleks? You’re actually working for our real enemy. Now tell me where he’s gone or else.” He said as he pushed his foot down harder.
“I hate the King too, but he’s irrelevant you moron. Right now that man and that woman you almost killed might hold the key to the survival of our race.” Zoella said.
The leader responded by punching her in the face.
“If you’re not going to tell us where he is, I guess we’ll just have to take our frustrations at the King out on you!” The leader said with a sadistic glee.
The Doctor, Dana and the King flew out across the badladnds towards the wreckage. Along the way they could see scores of people fighting and killing one another. Almost every buidling was on fire, whilst masses of bodies lay in the streets.
A message suddenly came through on the king’s transmitor.
“Please help us, this is the national guard, we’ve been overwhelmed, the prisoners have escaped from Kisakr. We’re outnumbered.”
“The Dalek. It did this” the Doctor said.
“It wants us to kill ourselves so they won’t have too?” The King asked?
“No” the Doctor responded. “They always like to launch the final attack themselves. They have warships that can shatter planets, yet they still will always launch an army to wipe out the population. It’s what they live for. This is just a distraction so the Dalek can tamper with your forcefield to let the army through. We have to get to it now.”
“Are you kidding? We have to get to your ship and get out of here.” The King said.
“Look around your heiness” The Doctor replied. “You think you’re going to convince the people down there to stop fighting and walk into a little blue box? The Dalek is already on its way to your forcefield. We have to get there now.”
The King still refused. “Exactly if what you say is true then its already there in which case its too late.”
“Well how about that. It turns out you were just a coward after all.” Dana interrupted.
“How dare you, I’ll”
“You’ll do what? There’s no one around to throw me in prison anymore your majesty. You’re on your own now, and you have two choices. One try and flee and even if you make it, have the death of a world on your conscience? Or prove that you were doing it for the greater good and help us buy your people more time to escape? From what I gather you’ve already got enough on your conscience.”
The King hesitated for a few moments before turning the ship in the opposite direction.
“I hope you’re right aliens.”
“I’m afraid I am” The Doctor said. “We have to act fast or else your world dies tonight.”
To Be Continued