The Circus Master: The Curse of the Robots: Part 3: The Outbreak

 

“Oh that’s right I’m dying.” Carlene said to herself jokingly as she woke up.

The pain had knocked her out several times. Each time she dreamed she was back on earth in her Victorian mansion. Though she was still in agony in the dream, at least she was somewhere familiar.

As she could feel herself blacking out again for what would probably be the last time, one of the robots came in.

“Oh god what do you want, you metal wanker.” Carlene spat back at the robot that bent over her, chanting some kind of spell.

Within a few seconds the pain was gone, and Carlene felt her strength returning.

“All right what’s this? I don’t care actually, I won’t help you no matter what you do.”

“Relax alien I am not here to hurt you, the robot said.” As it spoke the fire around its face vanished, and it’s face took on a more human form.

“I am not like the others young lady.  I assume you are the female of your species?”

“Of course I am you cheeky bugger.”

“My apologies, but the potential for variation among different life forms is infinite. I am not possessed unlike the others. I don’t have time to explain, but you must follow me now.”

Suddenly the alarm went off.

“No, they must have discovered me. Come we don’t have time alien.”

“It’s Carlene love.”

Outside deep in the mine, the rest of the Circus Folk were still being pursued by the robot troops. The Robot’s had been chasing them for half an hour, and in all that time the Circus Folk hadn’t managed to help any of the slaves in the mine. They could barely help themselves.

Denika had tried to fire magical blasts back at them, whilst also trying to deflect their blasts at the Circus Folk. Whilst she did manage to knock a few of the monsters out of the sky, more and more would soon emerge in their place.

Up ahead in the far distance one of the humanoid slaves suddenly jumped out in front of the fleeing time travelers.

“What are you doing? Get out of the way you idiot or they’ll kill you.” The Circus Master shouted at the figure ahead.

Instead however the figure outstretched its arms and started to hop towards the Circus Folk.

The Circus Master halted instantly, and stopped the others in the process.

“It can’t be.” He said.

The figure continued to hop towards the Circus Folk, hissing and snarling.

The Circus Folk (except for Ashlei) knew that it was a Jiang Shi, which meant that the Strange Boy must have infected one of the workers. There was seemingly no going back for the boy now. The Circus Master didn’t think there was after his attack on the Rysteans, but at least that had been in self defence. Now it seemed he was just preying on the helpless slaves here. They certainly wouldn’t have been a threat to the small Vampire. It seemed as though everything the boy was, was now gone.

The Circus Folk tried to restrain the Jiang Shi. They had almost forgotten about the Robots chasing them.

Denika was able to quickly restrain the Vampire with a magical chain, but the beast then pulled her forward into the Circus Master and Florence, which caused the chain to vanish after the Witch’s concentration broke.

The Robots meanwhile turned their attention towards the Jiang Shi and fired on the monster.

Some of their dark magics appeared to hurt the Vampire. Despite their strength the Jiang Shi were more vulnerable to dark magics than some other breeds. Nevertheless the bloodsucker hopped through the air at one of the Robots and grabbed the flying machine in it’s talons.

The Vampire tore the machine into several pieces effortlessly with it’s inhuman strength. The Demon inside screamed as it’s metal body was torn open. The Jiang Shi didn’t just destroy it’s body however. It’s claws were able to shred the Demonic spirit inside too, destroying the monster completely. The other Robotic Demons quickly surrounded and overcame the Vampire with a barrage of magical blasts, until it was nothing but a charred corpse on the floor.

Unfortunately for the Demons five more Jiang Shi began to emerge from the mine. The Robot’s tried to hold them off, but this time the Vampires managed to overpower several of the Robots and temporarily drive them back, before more Robot soldiers arrived to take care of the Vampires.

During the fight the Circus Master and the others were able to take shelter behind a nearby rock.

“I can’t believe it.” The Circus Master said. “I thought, I hoped he could fight it, but.”

“I’m sorry.” Ashlei said.

“You should be.” Florence snapped.

“This is all your fault.”

“No it’s not her’s it’s mine.” The Circus Master interrupted.

“I should have never brought him on that last mission. Now he and all of his victims are suffering.”

“Perhaps, or perhaps this is what was meant to happen.” Denika said.

“What are you getting at?” Ashlei asked, not sure if she wanted to know the answer.

“Look around you. The Jiang Shi have probably killed more of these Robots in 2 minutes than the inhabitents of this planet have in decades. If we can take control of the Jiang Shi then we can use them to fight the Robots off.”

“You can’t be serious! You want to let those monsters infect others.”

“No of course not, but the Jiang Shi that have already been created we can use. I know magic’s that can tame them. We can use them to fight the Robots.”

“No, we can’t use these people like that.” Ashlei protested.

“People? There’s no people left in those husks anymore. They’re just Demons in the corpses of the people they murdered. Didn’t Carlene explain the different types of Vampires. At least this way those people won’t have died in vain.”

“No, Ashlei’s right.” The Circus Master interrupted, much to Denika’s surprise.

“For now at least. We might have to use the Jiang Shi later if there is no other choice, but right now, we have to try and get as many of the workers out of here as we can. The Vampires and the Robots can fight it out together, but we can’t let anymore people be caught in the crossfire. It’s the least we can do.”

The others agreed, though Denika was still reluctant.

More Vampires began to crawl out of the pits. It was obvious that the Strange Boy had jumped into the lower levels of the mine, as most of the workers were stationed there.

The Circus Master and Florence ran to the nearest group of alien workers who had all backed away towards a wall. In spite of everything they had been through the aliens clearly still had some self preservation instincts, and the Jiang Shi were quite unlike anything even they had seen before.

Some of the miners tried to approach the Jiang Shi, believing them to still be the people they once were, but the Vampires quickly turned on the hapless aliens just as soon as they had the Robots.

The crowd were somewhat taken a back at the sight of the Circus Master himself. His wild hair, colourful clothers and the massive talons at the end of his fingers made him look almost like a monster to these hairless aliens.

The Circus Master tried to reason with them, but the aliens still cowered.

“We don’t have time for this, Florence if you’ll use your voice, I’ll cover you.”

Denika, Ashlei and Keptis meanwhile headed down one of the pits. The Vampires and the Robots were engaging in an all out battle across the mines. More and more Robots were flying down from above, whilst more and more Vampires were emerging from the mine below.

The robots outnumbered the Vampires greatly, but it took several Robots to take down just one Vampire. The Vampires were also a lot faster than the Robots and could leap through the air and knock the Robot’s out of the sky.

The Robots fired frantically in all directions they were so terrified of the Vampires. It had been a long while since they had faced an enemy that could harm them. The Robots vaporised several alien workers, and destroyed massive pieces of machinery that the slaves had been working on for months, if not years.

The leader of the platoon tried to keep the Robots in control, but it was no use.

The aliens meanwhile having been completely entranced by Florence’s hypnotic voice, followed Florence, whilst covered them all from behind.

Most of the Vampires and the Robots were too busy fighting each other, though the Circus Master and Florence still had to push some of the aliens out of the way, of stray blasts from the robots and falling rubble. The Circus Master even got in the way of one blast, but sadly they couldn’t save them all.

Just as they had almost got out of reach, one of the Robots spotted them. (It had only done so because it was fleeing from a Jiang Shi.)

“ALERT, ALERT, PRISONERS ARE ESCAPING” It shouted.

A horde of Robots soon descended upon the Circus Master, Florence and the aliens.

The Circus Master jumped onto one of the robots, narrowly dodging it’s rays, he grabbed onto the Robot, and dug his claws in as deep as he could. He managed to pierce the metal, ableit only just. The Robot tried it’s best to shake him off, but the Circus Master not only held on, he pushed the Robot into the fleet above knocking 4 more of the monsters out of the air.

When the Circus Master tried to grab onto another one of the flying Robots however, they blasted the Vandal back into a large rock, causing it to collapse on top of him.

Florence meanwhile commanded the aliens to hide in a small cave, whilst she tried to hold the Robots off. Florence hurled several large boulders at the mechanical monsters and managed to smash two out of the sky, the monsters however bombarded her with so many blasts that she was forced to spend most of her time simply dodging them. At the very least she was able to draw the robots attention away from the aliens.

The Circus Master meanwhile struggled to push the boulder that had fallen on him away, but even his great Vandal strength could not shift the boulder.

Florence tried to help him, but she’d only moved it a quarter of an inch before one of the Robots fired at her again causing her to flee. Fortunately the blast destroyed a large section of the boulder, allowing the Circus Master to not only push it off, but with Florence’s help pick it up and hurl it at the Robot’s crushing 3 more of the Robots.

Several more Jiang Shi started to attack the Robots, though at least two of them went after the Aliens in the cave who they could sense.

Florence shouted at the Aliens to run away as they tried to help them, but the Vampires managed to catch several of the aliens and tear them apart.

The Circus Master air kicked one of the Jiang Shi from behind, knocking it over, whilst Florence was able to flip one of the monsters over her shoulder and into more of the robots behind.

They didn’t have time to stay and fight the Vampires however. The aliens were running blindly ahead, and though they had managed to get away from the immediate battle between the monsters.

In the mine meanwhile Denika, Ashlei and Keptis found nothing but the remains of several aliens, and robots’ Blood literally ran down the walls of the mind, whilst most of the bodies were mangled beyond recognition.

“I can’t believe The Strange Boy caused all of this.” Keptis said with utter revulsion and shock.

Suddenly the three time travellers heard the sound of something large and metallic close above. As Denika flew up to see she saw that the all of the entrances to the mine above had been closed off by metal hatches.

At the bottom of the bit meanwhile Ashlei and Keptis could see several figures begin to slowly emerge or rather hop from the darkness all around them.

To Be Continued

 

Professor Fang: The Dark Side of the Moon: Part 3: Cave of Dinosaurs

 

The three Raptors slowly advanced on the two women, with one of the beasts dropping the Hadrosaur infant it was carrying by the neck, and hissing at the two time travellers.

Lindsey reached for the nearest rock she could find. It was small, but quite sharp. It might be able to hold one of the monsters off if she used it wisely.

Whilst Lindsey tried to keep her cool as the Raptors stared her down, Kirsteen started to panic as she looked down at the pack of Raptors below tearing into the Professor.

The Dinosaurs were constantly slashing with the claws on their feet and hands. Each time Kirsteen thought the Professor must be dead, she’d see him suddenly rise up and try and pull one of the Raptors down, only for the other three Dinosaurs to dogpile on him again.

Kirsteen couldn’t bare to see the Professor endure this any longer and threw herself on top of the Raptors. The Raptors though deadly killers were also somewhat fragile physically as their bones were hollow.

In the collision, Kirsteen not only broke the Raptor she landed on’s arm, but she sent it tumbling into another Raptor.

The Professor quickly siezed his chance and jumped on the back of one of the two Raptors standing over him as it was distracted. He quickly snapped the Dinosaurs neck before turning his attention to the other Raptor that now began to cower in fear.

The Professor was overcome with bloodlust after his ordeal. Kirsteen almost didn’t recognise him, but he quickly calmed down as the Raptors fled.

Up above meanwhile, the leader of the trio of Raptors tried to jump Lindsey, but she managed to throw her rock at the Raptors chest, breaking its wishbone.

The Raptor fell back into its two allies, after which Lindsey quickly jumped into the cave below. She hadn’t even noticed Kirsteen was gone.

Two of the Raptors followed Lindsey down however, and one even managed to jump her from behind. The Professor however in trun quickly grabbed the beast  by its tail, lifted it up in the air and broke its back over his knee.

The other Raptor quickly fled back up the cave, also leaving its fallen comrade in the tunnel above in the process.

For a minute Lindsey was a little shaken at the sight of the Professor, but he was able to quell his bloodlust yet again.

“Damn” the Professor said. ” I really liked this cloak.” He said as he looked down at his shredded, blood stained clothes.

The Professor darted down the tunnel at the other end of the cave, with Lindsey and Kirsteen following.

“You’d think he’d be more careful after that.” Kirsteen frowned.

“Please he’s been through worse and it never stopped him before.” Lindsey replied, before following her reckless friend.

The tunnel was long, dark and again littered with remains of unfortunate creatures that had survived the trip to the cave, but not made it out of the cavern.

“There’s more of those Raptors up ahead. I can smell them.” The Professor said with regret.

At the very end of the long tunnel, the Professor saw a gigantic cavern, filled with literally hundreds of Raptors. They were all gathered round the carcasses of their former kills, which included some humans. There was one tunnel at the bottom of the caver, but the rest of the tunnel’s were on the upper level of the cavern, though it was only ten feet or so above the sea of ravenous Dinosaurs.

“We might be able to sneak our way past them if we’re quiet.” The Professor said.

The Dinosaur were in the middle of a feeding frenzy, but a further problem however was which tunnel? In this maze of catacombs they could be lost for hours, days, even weeks and for all the Professor knew the valley wouldn’t last another hour.

“Can you sense any magic nearby?” Lindsey asked.

“No I’m afraid not.” The Professor said. “I’m at a bit of a loss. The fewer Raptors there are, the more likely we are to reach the magical centre of the valley. I guess we’ll just have to go where there are fewer Raptors, which isn’t here.”

“Fewer Raptors? I’m all for that.” Kirsteen said.

“Then keep quiet and tread carefully. And thank you Kirsteen.” The Professor said, much to the former rock stars surprise. That may very well have been the first nice thing the Vampire had said to her. “For helping me up there. Those Raptors couldn’t have killed me, but being clawed by them hurt like hell. I should know I’ve been there.”

The three time travellers crept slowly along the ledge, careful not to make a sound. The two women could barely look down at the gruesome sight below, as the Dinosaurs ripped what was left of their victims apart. The Professor loathe as he was to admit it, wasn’t bothered by the sight below. As a Vampire the sight of blood and gore couldn’t help but be enticing to him.

As they presseed on to the first tunnel however, Kirsteen suddenly noticed that one of the Raptors victims, a young human woman was alive.

She was cornered by two Raptors away from most of the rest of the frenzy, who were clearly playing with her.

She was covered in cuts and scratches, but she still did her best to try and fight the Raptors off. She clutched onto a large piece of wood that she would wave, ineffectively when one of the Raptors got too close. The Raptors however would bite her hands and cover her in small bites before dragging her 10 feet, near to the frenzy after which they’d let her crawl back and attempt to fight them off again.

“We have to help her.” Kirsteen said.

“There’s nothing we can do.” The Professor replied as he slowly crept towards the nearest tunnel. Lindsey was quick to follow, but Kirsteen stopped her.

“You can’t be serious?”

“He’s right what can we do? There’s hundreds of those monsters down there. Even the Professor would get ripped to pieces.”

Kirsteen couldn’t stand to watch it another minute however, and she jumped into the cavern below.

Fortunately most of the Raptors didn’t notice her, they were too busy feasting.

Some of the Raptors however started to stalk her, but Kirsteen paid them no attention and headed for the Raptors that were tormenting the girl. She managed to jump the Raptor that was dragging the young woman away and knocked it off its feet. Whilst the other Raptor was distracted, the young woman managed to hit the Dinosaur right in the face and briefly knock it out. She then did the same to the other Raptor whilst it was struggling to shake off Kirsteen.

Unfortunately more Raptors had noticed the fight and they started to surround Kirsteen and the woman as Kirsteen tried to help her up.

With no other choice the Professor and Lindsey were forced to help Kirsteen. The Professor was able to pounce on one of the Raptors from behind which drew the attention of the others. Lindsey meanwhile helped Kirsteen get the young woman, who couldn’t walk by herself to safety.

The Professor broke the neck of the Raptor he had ambushed and used its corpse to whack two more that attempted to jump him.

Unfortunately however the noise soon started to attract more of the Dinosaurs from their feast and within a few minutes, a swarm of Raptors started to head after the Professor who was forced to flee.

The Professor led the Dinosaurs down a different tunnel from Kirsteen and Lindsey. He had no idea where he was going, and even he couldn’t fight that many Dinosaurs off, but he knew he had to get them away from Lindsey and Kirsteen. Not even a healthy human could outrun these Dinosaurs. Even with his Vampiric speed the Professor was struggling to keep ahead.

Just when the Vampire thought he had managed to get a good distance on the ravenous Raptors, one of them jumped over twenty feet ahead and landed on his back.

The Raptor dug its sickle like claw straight into the Professor’s back. This would have been enough to knock even a strong human to the ground, and slice through an ordinary humans spinal cord, but the Professor was able to hurl the Raptor over his shoulder. The delay still cost him dearly as more Raptors jumped him.

The Professor pushed more and more of the monsters away, but several began to swarm and surround him, cutting off his way forward.

With no way of escape, the Professor quickly, using all of his Vampiric strength jumped onto the ceiling of the cave, with his Vampiric powers allowing him to stick to the ceiling.

He was just a little bit too high for the Raptors, who furiously jumped up to try and bring him down.

Over 100 hundred Raptors gathered below. At the very least he seemed to have drawn all of their attention away from Lindsey and Kirsteen.

He couldn’t wait here for long however. Though he was out of reach, it was only barely.

The Professor started to punch a hole in the roof of the cave with his strength.

“I just hope there are no Raptors on the upper level.” The Vampire thought as he tore his way through the rock.

Lindsey and Kirsteen meanwhile had been forced to flee down a different tunnel. Lindsey only noticed the Professor wasn’t behind them, when she saw the Raptors go down a different tunnel.

The three women were able to hobble together a good distance away, before the wounded stranger had to take a break.

“I’m fine, I’m fine.” She said. “Thank you both. I think I can walk, I just need a minute.”

“I’ll go and check ahead.” Lindsey said, whilst Kirsteen tended to the woman’s wounds.

“Thank you, those things they were. They were.”

“Take it easy.” Kirsteen said.

“I just hope I haven’t killed the Professor.” She said as she examined the girls leg.

“We couldn’t have left you though. I’d rather die at least trying to do the right thing.”

Lindsey had reached the end of the tunnel. Just up ahead was a large cavern with a lake at the centre. The lake seemed to spread out to either side, beyond what Lindsey could see.

The only way forward was through the lake, but Lindsey knew from experience that some of the most dangerous prehistoric creatures resided in the water. She walked slowly to the lake and threw a pebble in to see if it would startle any creature.

There was nothing, but she still had to be sure. As she got closer to the water, she could see it was dark, murky and not likely to house any kind of life. She wasn’t looking forward to wading through it, but it seemed like her only option.

As she looked at either side of the cavern, she suddenly noticed a large figure emerging from the right hand side.

It was a large meat eating Dinosaur, a Carnotaurus. The animal had the same basic body plan as most large meat eating Dinosaurs.

It stood on two strong legs, had a long upright tail,  and a large head. Its arms however were much smaller than any other meat eater, even Tyrannosaurus. They were basically two stumps. Above each of its eyes meanwhile were large horns that almost made it look like a Demon.

The Dinosaurs skin was extremely thick, dark and plated meanwhile.

Lindsey had never actually seen one of this breed in the wild before, but she knew it from the Dinosaur books she had read as a child and adult. She was almost tempted to take a picture, but she wisely and slowly walked backwards from the the theropod.

The Carnotaurus didn’t seem to notice Lindsey. Instead it turned its attention towards the water. As Lindsey backed away, she almost tripped, but she managed to keep her footing. Unfortunately however the vile taste of the water made the Carnotaurus gag and vomit, and as it thrashed around it caught a sight of the time traveller. The Dinosaur didn’t live in the cave normally. Even the Raptors had only moved in her within the last few months. The shrinking of the valley had thrown its ecosystem into absolute chaos and the Dinosaurs were now moving beyond their natural habitats. The Carnotaurus had fled to the caves, simply to escape its part of the valley breaking off.

It was the last surviving member of its pack, and possibly of its species on the Moon.

Lindsey instantly ran as soon as the Dinosaur caught sight of her.. She knew from all the books she had read throughout her life that Carnotaurus was the fastest of all the large meat eating Dinosaurs. It could run up to 40 miles per hour, as fast as an Ostrich.

As she stumbled through the dark cave, she could hear and feel the giant catching up to her, with its hot breathe on her neck.

To Be Continued

 

King Kong: Part 2

 

The little ape tried to grab onto any nearby branches as the furious current pulled him downstream, but it was no use.

He started to scream for help, but seemingly the only animals nearby were large, slow witted plant eating Dinosaurs, Brontosaurs who didn’t even take notice of the small ape.

As the little Kong was dragged further and further down the gigantic river however, his cries would soon be answered by one of the latest unfortunate human natives of Skull Island. Over the millenia various human civilisations had come to Skull Island, only to all fall before the monsters of the Island.

These Skull Islanders were made up of survivors from various boats that had shipwrecked on the island. They came from all over the world. Europe, Africa, America. All differences and class structures were forgotten in the desperate struggle to survive against the Dinosaurs.

Whenever a new ship would crash on Skull Island, the natives would welcome any survivors into their clan and teach them how to survive, as well as learn any secrets from the outside world that they knew. With so many ships crashing near Skull Island, the natives were able to keep up to date with many aspects of the outside world.

The native who had noticed Kong, was a young woman by the name of Gerisian. She had come to the river to do some fishing. Gerisian had always had a real soft spot for animals. Her tribe kept small Dinosaurs named Protoceratops as a source of food, but she had bonded with one of them so much that she refused to let her tribe kill it, even when food supplies were low.

As a result she was often the first sent out to try and get food for the rest of the tribe, which was what she was doing now.

As soon as she saw the little Kong in the very distance ahead however, she instantly forgot about her tribe and focused on helping the little Ape instead by cutting down a small tree near the river.

Gerisian’s tribe had lived in the jungle for centuries and had witnessed the last of the Great Apes fall to the Tyrannosaurs. Gerisian herself however had only ever heard stories about these strange, giant, wild men of the forest, and was quite shocked to see this strange creature at first. The way it thrashed around so desperately, it looked like it was almost human in its desire to live.

Gerisian managed to chop the tree down just before the little Kong was pulled ahead of her.

The Ape quickly grabbed onto the log and pulled itself up. It then quickly ran to the other end of the log and jumped with all its strength onto the river bank beside Gerisian. The strain of constantly trying to pull free from the current, and jumping across the log had worn the little Ape out, and he more or less collapsed in the young woman’s arms.

Gerisian was torn about what to do. She thought it might be better to leave the Kong. He tribe were running low on food already, and they most likely would not give up any of their vegetables for a monkey. Worse she was worried that in their desperation they might try and eat the Monkey! Still ultimately she found she couldn’t leave the little creature to fend for itself. This jungle was crawling with predators big and small. The fact that it was such a rare and unusual creature may have also influenced Gerisian too. Whilst she did genuinely care for the animals she took in, there was also a little selfish and shallow aspect of wanting to own as many unusual creatures as she possibly could. Regardless she decided to take the Kong home, and wrapped it up in her blanket.

200 years later

The crowd had remained somewhat quite since Daniel’s outburst. Even though he was just one man, none of them were willing to risk provoking him as he sat in the corner just simply staring into space.  His gamble had paid off in that once again his former lackey’s knew their place.

The prisoner who had been burned meanwhile was being tended to by Scarlett, who was the only one who wasn’t scared of Daniel.

“Why are you helping him?” Daniel asked.

“Do you know what he was guilty of? He murdered his wife. Beat her to death. Dying like that’s too good for him.”

“You’ve done worse.” Eva replied. “Yet I tried to help you. I did it for the same reasons. Wherever that mad man is taking us we’ll all need to stick together. I personally don’t think it’s the promised land.”

“I never killed anyone I didn’t have too.” Daniel protested.

“I made sure the people I cared about were taken care of. I never betrayed anyone who trusted me. Can you say the same thing?”

Suddenly the entire ship started to shake. Despite the foggy weather, William had pressed on with the journey. He told Sarah that the waters around Skull Island were always dangerous, and that given their low supplies they couldn’t afford to wait around.

However the landscape had changed somewhat since William’s last visit. Skull Island was slowly breaking off into the ocean, due to unstable fissures at the centre of the landmass.

Most of the time however it was only tiny chunks to the land that would quickly break off and sink to the bottom of the ocean.

Every few years however the fissure’s would act up, and giant shards of land would be ripped off. Whilst most of these pieces of land would sink to the bottom of the ocean, a few were left sticking out around the island, blocking the way. Coupled with the strong rapids that tossed the ship from side to side, it was a foolish decision to press on, but William couldn’t take another second with the crew.

As soon as he made his way through the foggy waters however the ship was knocked into a large piece of broken off land. Fortunately it didn’t pierce the ships hull, but it still threw the entire crew off of their feet including William.

William however quickly jumped back up and pushed the ship forward.”

“Are you mad?” Sarah shouted?

“Trust me I’ve been through these waters before, we just have to stay calm.”

“We’ll be lucky if we can stay on our feet. What harm can there be in waiting.”

“You want to spend any more time with those freaks below than necessary.”

The ship continued to be thrashed around by the weather, but William for the most part was able to avoid the next few shards of land, until the boat reached just a few miles off the shore.

Even this close however, William and Sarah could barely make anything out of the island up ahead. It looked like a dark, dreary place, though Sarah for just a minute thought she could make out what looked like some ruins in the very distance of the island.

“What the hell kind of a place is this?” She said to herself.

The boat quickly bumped into another shard of land, this one despite being concealed by the fog, was the largest yet. It was at least twice as big as the others.

As William tried to steer the boat away however, the boat hit another few bumps along the way.

It was yet another shard of land, that was mostly concealed beneath the waves. Its very tip however was still high enough above the water to pierce the outer hull of the vessel.

William however still ploughed on, even as the scraping of the metal against the rock became defeaning.

Sarah tried to stop him, but he pushed her back.

Unfortunately for William however one of the prisoners, named Peter soon arrived on the deck.

Peter had always been somewhat cowardly, though despite this he was one of the most vicious killers in the prison. He was a pyromaniac who had torched several buildings, killing over 50 people. He always however made sure to set his fires from a safe distance.

Peter didn’t even try and reason with William and instead came at him with a knife.

Peter and William struggled, whilst Sarah tried to get the ship back on track. Unfortunately however during the fight William knocked Peter back into Sarah, causing the ship to crash harder onto the shard sticking  just out of the ocean waves. This time it managed to pierce the hull to an even greater extent.

The ship almost became embedded in the rock, but William (who had easily overpowered the weak Peter) managed to push the boat further towards the shore of Skull Island.

As the vessel reached the shore, Sarah and Peter could begin to make out the Island through the fog.

They could see what looked like a gigantic wall in the distance, over 100 feet tall. In front of the wall looked like the remains of several temples, buildings, and statues.

A large mountain, near the edge of the shore however soon came into closer view behind the fog. William was the first to run below the deck, with Peter and Sarah following.

None of the three of them had any time to warn the rest of the prisoners, before the ship smashed into the mountain and toppled beside it, crashing right onto the beach of Skull Island.

To Be Continued.

 

 

 

 

 

 

An Alternate Sequel To New Who

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Yes you read that right. First off I’d like to apologise for the delays this week in the usual series. Again its simply as a result of all the craziness with Chibnall’s latest retcon of Doctor Who, that I’ve been writing about and talking about. (Next week will see 5 stories published, Professor Fang, The Circus Master, 2 episodes of King Kong and Doctor Who to make up for everything being delayed this week.)

All I can say for the delay’s is that its not every week that you see the destruction of a childhood favourite.

Over the last week I’ve not only written a lot about Doctor Who, but I’ve also developed an idea for a limited series. Don’t worry this will not be published this year. (I’ve got too many projects on the go right now, it would be ridiculous to start a new one.)

This project will be released some time next year. It will be an alternate sequel, as well as a finale to New Who.

The Chibnall retcon has made me see New Who in a new light, in that whilst I still don’t think that New Who works as a sequel to the original, I think its a shame that the Timeless Child retcon has ruined New Who as a series in its own right.

So much of what I liked from New Who (and yes there was a lot I liked from it.) Has lost its impact.

The classic “NO SIR ALL 13” moment, Tennant, Smith and Hurt realising they have to save Gallifrey and at least “try and fail at doing the right thing,” Matt bravely facing down the Daleks when he is on his last life. Even the Doctor being the last of his kind has been tainted by the revelation that he was never a Time Lord.

So I have decided to do my own ending for New Who that will ignore Jodie’s entire era. Previously I discussed including the 12th Doctor in a crossover story called The Time Travellers Bar, and I will still be doing that, but I have now decided to also do a story about the 12th Doctor, that also ties up all of New Who’s loose ends as well as erasing the 13th Doctor.

This story titled “The Final End.” Will be set after The Doctor Falls, but before The Time Travellers Bar.

It will reveal that the 12th Doctor was able to stave off his regeneration, but not only did he nearly die as a result, but he lost the ability to regenerate too.

After his botched regeneration he headed for earth where Osgood and Kate helped him to recover. Following this, he then worked at UNIT for a while.

This story will see the new Dalek empire attempt to find the Moment after the Doctor hid it following the Time War. Since the Doctor didn’t have the machine in the TARDIS, and he certainly couldn’t have taken it back to Gallifrey, it has to be out there somewhere.

This will be a much longer story than normal. If you can compare my alternate sequel to Classic Who to a tv series, then this will be like a movie, in length and scope.

It will include as many New Who characters as possible, and resolve the following unanswered questions from New Who.

What happened to the Zygons? There are 20 million of them on earth. Surely if earth was ever attacked again, wouldn’t they want to protect it? It annoyed me that this question was never asked in The Monks Trilogy. We will also be answering which Osgood went pop too.

Why have the Daleks not overrun the universe? By the point of Journey’s End, the Daleks have reached a point where they are more than capable of destroying every universe, yet in the Capaldi era they go back to being mere intergalactic conquerors?

I originally rationalised this as being because the paradigm that recreated the Daleks in Victory was from a more primitive time, and the monsters had to basically restart from scratch. However Davros was shown to be working with them in The Magician’s Apprentice, in which case through him they should have learned the secrets of the reality bomb.

What about Rassilon? Where did he escape too? Who was the minister of war that Morven Christie’s lovable fangirl talked about?

What became of Vastra, Jenny and Strax?

All of these questions will be answered and more as we see the Doctor of M-Space’s final battle against the Daleks. This will not only resolve plot points from the Capaldi era, but the Eccelston era too.

Many major characters from past era’s of New Who will be appearing too, including perhaps most surprisingly of all Missy.

Now its obvious to anyone who has read my posts I am NO fan of Missy as an incarnation of the Master.

However since this story is set in a continuity where New Who and Classic Who take place in two separate realities,  then Missy is not the classic era Master, so I can write her as a separate character. There was some potential in Missy’s redemption arc, and so this story will feature Missy from an earlier point than the Doctor, after he decision to turn good, but before the mission with the Cybermen.

She will be a big part of the story and treated respectfully. I believe strongly in treating other people’s characters with respect, so she will not be made fun of or treated as a character of fun. I will also not be interfering in her arc. As far as I’m concerned she is dead at the end of The Doctor Falls.

This story will not interfere in my other alternate sequel series, which will still carry on.

It is of course up to you to decide if this story is canon or not, but I want to at least be as respectful to the first few years of New Who, and resolve the Doctors conflict with the Daleks from Eccelston to Capaldi in a way that hopefully does it justice.

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They’ll be back next year.

The Time Travelers Bar (coming soon)

This is just an advert for a story that will be premiering at the end of this year at Christmas.

The Time Travelers Bar will be a crossover story between my three current time traveler series, Doctor Who, Professor Fang and The Circus Master.

The story will reveal that on the outside of the multiverse, in the ether beyond creation itself, there is a hotel of sorts where time travelers from all over creation can take a break, enjoy a holiday and meet up for a few drinks.

The Doctor, The Circus Master and Professor Fang will all be enjoying a nice break there when trouble hits the bar.

Now originally this story was just going to feature MY Doctor. In 2019 I started my own alternate sequel series to Classic (True) Who, which featured different 9th-13th Doctors.

My 9th-13th Doctors were based on totally different actors than those from the 21st century revival. (Sadly the series hit a delay late last year, along with all the series on this blog, due to a really bad bout of depression. Fortunately its back on track now.)

I originally retconned it that New Who and Classic Who took place in alternate universes to one another. I felt that this was the best solution as it didn’t just ignore new who, but it freed the future of the series from the problems it created, such as a lovestruck Master, gender bending regenerations etc.

However the last episode of Doctor Who was so terrible, that I feel it along with the Jodie era needs retconned from the revival too.

I may not be the biggest fan of the revival, but I think its a shame that Chibnall’s latest retcons and foolish decisions have wrecked the entire 10 plus years of the revival, even as a story separate from New Who.

Take a look at this scene from The Day of the Doctor.

Now that powerful scene that everybody loved makes no fucking sense and has no impact whatsoever. To start with there are far more than 13 Doctors. Why didn’t the Moment summon any previous Doctors to Hartnell? There’s literally billions of Doctors now. (Remember the Doctor was created before Time Lord history began, and according to Rassilon it lasted billions of years.)

Furthermore Gallifrey was destroyed just a few years later anyway. Worse Gallifrey is destroyed in such an undramatic, lazy way. After all the horrors of the Time War, one Time Lord, The Master was able to kill every single Time Lord no problem? The Doctor also didn’t even seem to care this time round either. Look at Jodie’s non reaction after Gallifrey is blown to pieces, and compare that to the 9th Doctor’s mental breakdown in dealing with the lone Dalek as a result of his people’s loss.

Its a terrible ending even to the revival, and so I have decided to feature the 12th Doctor as one of the main characters, in a way that will write out the 13th Doctors era.

The 12th Doctor it will be revealed at the end of The Doctor Falls refused to regenerate. As a result his body was badly burned from the excess energy and he nearly died. However with his last ounce of strength he made one trip to UNIT HQ (which is thankfully still around in this version of events.)

There Kate and Osgood nursed him back to health, but unfortunately, his refusal to regenerate had caused the energy to completely burn out, leaving him unable to regenerate ever again.

Thus the 12th Doctor in this version of events will be the last Doctor of the New Who universe. I won’t kill him off directly in this story though, don’t worry, as anyone who doesn’t want him to die can then imagine that maybe he went back to Gallifrey and gained more regenerations, or perhaps there is still some energy left he’s unaware of, but his next incarnation is more erratic like sixie. Its up to you to decide if he will one day die for good when his 12th body runs out, or if he somehow gets more lives, but the point is he will not ever become Jodie’s Doctor.

As far as I’m concerned the 12th Doctor after losing the power to regenerate will one day accept his final death as 12, having lived beyond the natural life span of a Time Lord anyway, and having saved his people (who aren’t just randomly killed again.) I’d like to imagine him being buired on Gallifrey as the hero of the Time War, finally accepted by his people in death. Again though his death won’t be shown so its up to you.

I must admit I am looking forward to writing for the 12th Doctor. Whilst I may not have been a fan of his era, I did always love Capaldi’s performance, so it will be a joy and an honour to try and recapture his characterisation, but with the added aspect of he now knows he is on his last life.

In The Time Travelers Bar he didn’t change and he will meet my version of the 10th Doctor, The Circus Master and Professor Fang for a few pints and a threat to all of reality.

This story which will still run in the serialised format will begin round about Christmas time. I still have a lot of work to finish before then.

This story will not just completely ignore the 13th Doctors era however. In the previous article I already ran through how I think it can still fit into the Doctor Who multiverse.

The Timeless Child was the last of a race of Time Lords from another universe who was sent through as their universe was ending. She contained not only the power to regenerate, but the knowledge of the entire history of the Time Lords in her mind, (as they downloaded the Matrix into her head.)

Her job was to find a primitive planet and upgrade its people into being the new Time Lords in order to ensure their history and culture would live on.

However she was found by Teceteun first who took her back to her own planet, experimented on her and created a new race of Time Lords both from her DNA and the knowledge from the Matrix in her brain.

The Timeless Child herself was then programmed to be their champion, and came to name herself the Doctor after the knowledge in her head of the Doctor of the previous universe. She even came to model some of her incarnations on past Doctors from that universe. (The same way Capaldi modelled his face on the Roman he met.)

She isn’t the same character however as either the N or M-Space Doctors. The 13th Doctor will not be appearing in this story either, but there will be references to her universe, establishing it as different.

For me this story will mark a send off to the Doctor we followed from 2005-2017. 12 years wasn’t a bad run, but I feel the story deserves to be rounded off properly, rather than just going back in circles with Gallifrey being destroyed yet again.

 

The Problem With The Timeless Child

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Well its official Doctor Who is dead.

The latest episode by Chris Chibnall not only completely destroyed the lore, but more or less defeated the whole point of the show. Originally I was going to cover this in the second part of my what ruined Doctor Who article, which I will still be finishing this week.

However I felt this subject deserved its own article. (Note obviously this has delayed King Kong by just a few days. Don’t worry though Professor Fang and The Circus Master will still be on schedule this week. Its not every week you see the death of a 56 year old series, so it is special circumstances.)

In this article I will be briefly exploring why Chibnalls latest retcon’s have ruined the series, and perhaps how this can be retconned out.

Why the Timeless Child is a Retcon too far

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Its hard to know where to begin dissecting this trainwreck of an idea?

For those unlucky enough to miss Chibnall’s latest episode, it was revealed that the Doctor was originally a little girl called the Timeless Child from another universe who had the power to perpetually regenerate. She was found on another world by an alien known as Tecteun, who belonged to a race known as the Shobagans, the original inhabitants of Gallifrey.

After The Timeless Child was taken to Gallifrey, she was experimented on by Tecteun until she was able to extract her powers of regeneration, which was then spliced into every single Shobagan, creating the Time Lords.

The Timeless Child meanwhile was then experimented on further. They would brainwash her/him and force them out into the universe as their agent to fix things they wanted. Whenever the Timeless Child reached the end of her/his 13th life, then they would regress her to being a child again and wipe their memories of all of their previous lives to keep up the ruse that the Timeless Child was just another Time Lord.

They would keep doing this over and over again for billions of years, with the cycle of 13 regenerations from Hartnell to Smith just being the latest.

Aside from just being a ridiculous story, this more or less breaks the very foundation of Doctor Who in a number of ways.

To start with we now know pretty much everything about the Doctor. The character had to always remain somewhat mysterious (Clues in the title. Doctor Who?). Now its true that over the decades, writers and producers have revealed little bits and pieces about the character, but no one has gone as far as Chibnall.

There’s no Who left in the Doctor anymore. We now know that everything made Hartnell’s character who he was. He and all of his successors were just programmed into being who they were by the Time Lords.

This leads onto my next point, that this latest plot also robs the Doctor of his agency and makes him nothing more than a tool for the Time Lords.

For over 50 years we were led to believe the Doctor was a renegade from the Time Lords. He had left their race because he wanted to explore the galaxy and discover new life forms and cultures (though there may have been other reasons for leaving Gallifrey, which helped to add to the mystery around the character.) However his strong sense of morals caused him to interfere when he had too.

It created a nice dynamic between the Doctor and his people where on the one hand, he was a maverick that broke their laws, whilst on the other at times they need him to fix problems for them. As the Time Lords had spent so long in isolation, then the Doctor knew more of the universe than they did, and so he was always the first person they would call if something threatened them.

Now however the Doctor was always a tool sent by his people to interfere in other planets. Worse than that, all of his own actions were just a result of him being programmed to be that way by the Time Lords, but not knowing it because his memories were wiped.

Stealing a TARDIS, his moral code, even developing a fondness for earth, these were all simply the result of the Time Lords brainwashing the Timeless Child to be a hero.

We don’t actually know who the real Doctor is now. 56 years worth of development was just the life the Time Lords had created for him, similar to the Chamelion Arch creating a false life for John Smith.

(The fact that Jo Martin’s TARDIS was a blue police box shows that even that detail of the Doctors life, was as a result of the Time Lords. The only explanation is that the Time Lords for some reason liked that shape, and so the Doctor’s must have subconsciously recreated it in that form for them in An Unearthly Child. Its too big a coincidence otherwise.)

Before the Doctor was special among his people because he was more adventurous, now its solely because he is a magic being sent from another universe and brainwashed.

Ironically however whilst turning the Doctor into nothing more than a tool for the Time Lords, this development also makes the Doctor into too important a figure.

Now the Doctor is essentially a god from another universe. Again part of the Doctors charm was that whilst he was something of an under dog, despite being a highly advanced alien.

He was a loser among the Time Lords, a bum who basically just wanted to live an easy life, but had a strong sense of morals.

Now however he is a god sent to us from another universe and conditioned to be the greatest person who ever lived, and the founder of Time Lord society.

Its true that New Who has been guilty of God Moding the Doctor in the past, but these elements have always been criticised by the majority of fandom and viewers. Even then however, loathe as I am to defend him, even Steven Moffat never destroyed the Doctors status as a renegade, and outcast from his society.

There is also the grave insult towards William Hartnell, the actual first actor to play the role of the Doctor.

Now Hartnell isn’t the first. He is simply the 107838463746346738743897439467379th, though that’s probably too small a figure. (Remember in The End of Time, Rassilon said Time Lord history was several billion years old. That means logically that the Doctor who created their society, must be billions of years old too.)

In all fairness to Chibnall he is not the first person who has toyed with the idea of pre Hartnell Doctors. Andrew Cartmell planned a similar idea, whilst as far back as the first regeneration from Hartnell to Troughton, the producers were going to reveal that the Doctor had changed his face multiple times in the past.

Then there are the notorious Morbius Doctors from the 1975 story Brain of Morbius. In this story Morbius and the Doctor have a mind wrestling contest, where we see images of the previous Doctors flash up on screen. After William Hartnell however several previous faces pop up too.

The difference with these retcons or attempted retcons however is that none of them were official. The Cartmell Masterplan was quickly shot down by John Nathan Turner and never brought to the show itself (exactly for the reasons that JNT felt it would ruin the Doctors character by revealing too much), whilst the scene of the previous Hartnell Doctors in Power of the Daleks was quickly cut from the script. Even the Morbius Doctors was deliberately left vague. Those faces could easily be previous versions of Morbius. (I always just assumed they were personally. Hinchcliff also said that he only ever intended to hint, not conform, that those faces could be the Doctor as well.)

Ultimately no producer felt that they had the right to definitively add in Pre Hartnell era Doctors, as ultimately it could be seen as disrespectful to reduce the man who created the characters performance to just being one in a long line.

Some fans have tried to defend this latest retcon by using the tired, debunked old argument of “Doctor Who is all about change.” Well I will be tackling this argument in a greater detail in What Ruined Doctor Who Part 2.

For now though I will just say that you cannot justify a creative decision by saying “well someone did something in 1966, so that means its okay for me to do something now.”

Furthermore changes in canon in the past were not always the same.

When we first met the Doctor in the Hartnell era, he was more of a blank slate. We did not know who where he came from, why he left Gallifrey (other than the vague hint he couldn’t go back.)

When it was revealed that he was a Time Lord, that he could regenerate, those weren’t retcons. They were simply filling gaps in. Once they were filled in, no one would bother to go against them. They would add, maybe fill in another gap (like how often the Doctor can regenerate, or that they can give Time Lords more regenerations if need be.)

Its the same with any long running character. Once a gap has filled in and become part of their identity over time, then its hard if not impossible to rewrite them.

For over 5 decades the Doctor has been a Time Lord.  A mountain of spin off material has been made about Gallifrey, entire story arcs have revolved around his relationship with his people, even among the general public, the Doctor is known to be a Time Lord, the same way that Mr Spock is known to be a Vulcan, and Superman is a Kryptonian.

To change that now, and pretend that this is the same as a writer revealing the Doctors people are called Time Lords after just 6 years, when we didn’t know who his people were at all, is completely dishonest.

Ultimately this retcon will not last. Chibnall has gone too far this time. It will be retconned out sooner or later. There is no way for the franchise to go on with the Timeless Child as the Doctors official backstory.

The Lazy Destruction of Gallifrey

Another major development of Chibnall’s latest offering was the destruction of Gallifrey.

Surprisingly this hasn’t been covered by most commentators and fans.

Gallifrey was destroyed once before during the Time War story arc, but again this was different.

Gallifrey’s destruction in The Time War happened off screen and so there was always a possibility of it returning.

Furthermore at the time, whilst I never thought it was a particularly good idea, at least it was new and innovative.

This time however it almost feels like a parody. The entire 50th anniversary revolved around Gallifrey being rescued, the Time Lords being restored, and even showed us a future Doctor who assured us that Gallifrey would be back.

Now all of that has been undone, and what for? So we can revisit the same story arc from 2005-10, except it’s not as effective now.

There’s no Time War for future writers and spin off material to play around with. Now its just the Master who wiped out all of the Time Lords (which by the way HOW did he do that, and WHY when he had turned good as Missy?)

Furthermore this time we saw Gallifrey melt into nothing but dust. There is no way back. No future writers can play around with Time Lord mythology now.

No writer was ever so arrogant as to completely finish a large part of the lore in quite the same way (Remembrance for instance still showed us Davros escaping.)

In this respect Chibnall has just further dragged the show down a pit.

Ironically he’s managed the worst of both worlds. In terms of change, he has damaged the identity of the character and series in a desperate attempt to do something new, yet he has also recycled the same tired ideas.

Lets see the series finale leaves the Doctor as the last of his kind again, it also features the Master and the Cybermen working together for the third finale, and focuses on rewriting the Doctors past like Hellbent.

Is it any wonder mainstream viewers have jumped ship?

The show needs to get out of this obsession with rewriting its past. The Fitzroy Crowd have an obssession that in order to do good Doctor Who, you have to smash up the canon, again founded on the fact that the people who established the continuity made some changes.

This quote from Paul Cornell

To be a good writer, you have to smash things up.  To make great Doctor Who, especially, you have to destroy something someone values with every step.  Those footsteps of destruction will, in a few years, be cast in bronze and put on a plinth for the next great story to destroy. 

Perfectly sums up the mentality that led to the Timeless Child.

The show needs to get out of this mindset if it is to survive. You don’t have to rewrite what has gone before to keep a show fresh, and you cannot compare changes now, after 50 plus years of a characters established identity, to changes made when the character was more of a blank slate.

How Do We Write The Timeless Child Out

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Well there is no one way to write out the Timeless Child, as it is fiction there are several, but my preferred method is this.

As regular readers of this blog will know I have decided to split Classic Doctor Who and New Doctor Who into two separate universes.

I feel that even without the Chibnall era, they are totally incompatible. For me Classic Who and New Who take place in two alternate universes, with a similar history up until a certain point, explaining the cameos from Classic era Doctors in New Who, but ultimately their histories went in a different direction.

To me this is the only way forward for Doctor Who. I think that Classic Who deserves to be seen as a completed work in its own right, much like the original Sir Arthur Conan Doyle version of Sherlock Holmes.

Any sequels that come along should be set in alternate universes to one another, allowing them all to be linked, but ultimately its up to viewers as to which if any take place in the same universe as the original.

For me after this version of Doctor Who finishes (which will likely be soon,) then it should be rest for a few years, after which the next Doctor should be the 9th Doctor. Once this version reaches the 13th Doctor, then that’s that. When the Doctor is dead, then he will be dead for good. No resets.

Then when that version finishes, the next version should feature a new 9th Doctor, and then when this Doctor reaches the 13th Doctor, or is cancelled then the next sequel should follow on from a new 9th Doctor and so on.

All of these sequels can then be connected by having the Doctor from the previous version cross over into the universe of the latest. (For instance one episode of the hypothetical Doctor Who 3, would have Peter Capaldi or David Tennant’s Doctors cross over from an alternate universe into the New Doctors universe.)

However Chibnall’s ghastly Timeless Child makes this solution hard, as now New Who is so disconnected from the original, that its incompatible even as an alternate universe version of the same character!

I think this is a shame as there is a lot of good in the first 10 years of New Who that shouldn’t just be completely disregarded. (I say that even as someone who isn’t particularly fond of the revival era.)

It would be a shame to junk that completely, so I think the thing to do is to separate the Jodie era as an alternate universe from the rest of New Who.

I don’t like to do this. Its one thing to have two different productions be set in two different universes, but when you use the multiverse format to split up the same production, that’s when things get problematic, as future writers can end up chopping one story up too much to explain away any continuity blips.

Still these are special circumstances. There has never been a retcon this big and damaging even to the fundamentals of Doctor Who. I yearn for the days of Missy now.

Still how do you fit the Timeless Child even into the DW multiverse?

Well I see it like this.

The Timeless Child was a Time Lord from another universe. The New Who Universe to be specific.

We know from Hell Bent that in that universe, Gallifrey will fall billions of years from now at the end of the universe.

We see this when the ruins of the planet persist until literally the last night of the universe, when Ashildir is staying in them when the 12th Doctor visits her. (This is not possible if Gallifrey was blown to dust by the Master.)

We don’t know how the Time Lords fell in this universe, yet. Lets just assume that it was when the rest of the universe began to collapse they suffered the fate of all species.

The last of the Time Lords however, sent a special Time Lady through a portal to escape.

The Time Lords created her just before their planet fell, with there only being enough power to send through one. She not only could regenerate perpetually, but she contained a Matrix within her mind that contained all knowledge of the history of Gallifrey of that universe.

The role of this girl would be to find a primitive planet, and build up its society to be like Gallifrey using the knowledge and history contained in her mind, ensuring that Gallifrey would exist forever in some form. This special child was named The Timeless Child by the Time Lords before they sent her through to the other universe.

The Timeless Child however was found by Tecteun as soon as she entered her reality.

Tecteun as we know took the Timeless Child back to her home planet and experimented on her, where she not only took the powers of regeneration from the Timeless Child, but she discovered the knowledge in Timeless Child’s head.

Using this knowledge, Tecteun and the others learned about the Time Lords from the other universe and built their society based on their culture, becoming Time Lord knock offs themselves. They then conditioned the Timeless Child to be like the Doctor from the previous universe (who they learned about from the knowledge in her head.)

Some of her endless regenerations even came to look like the Doctor from the New Who universe (explaining the brief flashback of the Tenth Doctor from that universe, and Jodie morphing from Capaldi.)

Ultimately however the Timeless Child’s history is mostly different, explaining things like the Jo Martin Doctor.

So with this in mind it goes like this.

Classic Who (1963-1989) is N-Space.

New Who (2005-17, or rather up until Capaldi shouts I WILL NOT CHANGE in the snow) is M-Space.

Chibnall era Who is Y-Space.

Any future sequels can be their own universes.

To me this is the best solution to getting round the Timeless Child and excising Chibnall Who from both the revival and the original.

Thanks for reading.

 

 

 

Doctor Who Vs Scratchman: Part 11

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                           Based on a story by Tom Baker and Ian Marter.

“There it is. The cave of the destroyer.” Charon said.

“The Kraken should be here already. I’m scared. I never thought I’d want to see that monster.”

“Well we can’t just wait for him to turn up.” The Doctor said nervously.

“Come on enough dilly dallying.”

As the ship moved closer to the cave however, suddenly it was rocked by something so hard it knocked the Doctor, Yarox and all of the damned souls off of their feet.

Charon quickly scrambled to his feet and opened the hatch. Up above he saw a sight that terrified even he, the man who had been killed an immeasurable number of times already.

It was the sight of literally hundreds of Demons descending from the firey skys up above. These weren’t just any old Demons however. They were Scratchman’s personal army. It hadn’t taken Scratchman long to realise that something was wrong. (This was his domain after all.)

“There’s no chance we can fight those monsters off.” Charon said.

“We can’t just give up” the Doctor responded, only to see that all of those around, save for Yarox (who didn’t really know the gravity of the situation) had done just that.

“Trust me there’s no point, those Demons are the strongest force Scratchman has.” The female ghost said. “It would take.” Before she could finish, she and the others were quickly alarmed by the sight of hundreds of Harpies, flying towards the Demons. Within a matter of seconds the Demons and the Harpies became caught in a truly vicious conflict with one another.

“It can’t be?” The female Ghost said.

“The Harpies are launching a full scale war.”

“Fools they won’t stand a chance.”

Sure enough the Demons were easily dominating the Harpies in the fight. Just one of Scratchman’s hideous minions was able to tear apart three of the Harpies at once. Still the Harpies at least vastly outnumbered this small army of Demons. They were only able to inflict a few small casualties on the Demons, but nevertheless the Harpies sacrifices were keeping the Demons away from the Doctor and the others.

The largest of the Demons kept tearing its way through the Harpies to try and get at Charon’s vehicle, but every time it did, more Harpies would surround it.

Some of the damned souls from the lake tried to join in the battle as some of the Demons and the Harpies flew closer to the lake. They came in on the Harpies side, mostly, but they were dispatched by the Demons in an even quicker space of time.

The way Charon’s ship had come had been completely cut off by hordes of Demons and Harpies fighting.

“We have to move now” The female Ghost said. “We have to get you and your craft out of this reality Time Lord. You must promise us that when you get back to your reality, you will let the great powers of your universe know about what is happening here. Quarrantine the earth if need be to stop Scratchman from using any other unwitting alien like yourself’s technology from being used by this Demon.”

“I promise” the Doctor said, though he didn’t really mean it. The Doctor wasn’t sure about letting other life forms know about the earth. For all he knew it could make it more of a target. Other life forms could want to destroy the earth to prevent any chance of Scratchman from clawing his way into our universe. Other aliens meanwhile might stupidly come to the earth for the challenge and glory of being the one to defeat Scratchman. At the same time however, the Ghost was right. Unless the portal to Scratchman’s realm was closed, the monster could always use any other stray alien’s technology for his own ends, or even humanity itself once it reached a certain stage of development.

Still he couldn’t worry about that now. All that mattered was getting the TARDIS.

“We still need to get to Ammit’s cave.” The female Ghost said.

“Why?” Yarox asked.

“Would you rather go through the war up ahead? Besides the Time Lords’ machine will be in Scratchman’s custody by now. We have to get it back, and the only way forward, without going through the war path, is Ammit’s cave.”

“Well I’m just glad that once we get there it will be all over for me.” Charon said as he headed towards the cave.

Just as he did however the Kraken’s tentacles started to emerge from the water.

Charon froze for a few seconds before driving his ship furiously into the monsters tentacles.

He didn’t even push the monster back an inch. It simply grabbed the ship and lifted it off the ground.

“Akasio, Leranak, Hesial” The female ghost chanted which caused the Kraken to drop the vessel and become docile.

Charon for the first time drove the ship past the Kraken, but just before he reached the cave he stopped.

“What are you doing? We don’t have much time.” The Ghost said frantically.

“Just one thing.” Charon said as he opened the hatch. Outside whilst the Harpies and Demons were fighting. (Or rather the Harpies were being slaughtered.) Charon spat on the docile Kraken.

“I couldn’t have died for good without doing that.” He said.

On the other side of the valley meanwhile, the rest of the rebellion were preparing to launch their attack on Scratchman’s castle. The castle was made entirely from the bones of various creatures. Literally entire species worth of life forms had been sacrificed just for Scratchman’s fancy palace.

Elena had joined the army advancing to the front. The Harpies did not know or even trust her, but they needed all of the forces they could get.

This was where the bulk of the army was. There hundreds of Harpies in the sky, as well as two gigantic Dragons and, centaurs, cyclops and living skeletons marching on the ground.

The army did not take much convincing to launch the attack. They had gotten restless waiting in the mountain for so long. Even after all this time, the creatures underestimated Scratchman

“There is a future for us you know.”  Elena said to one of the Cyclops, who she naturally felt a certain kinship with.

“I’m from it. I know that Scratchman doesn’t win. Well I know its possible that he doesn’t win at least. The Doctor tells me that we make our own past when we time travel. Its always the present for us if that makes sense, but.”

“Please I don’t need extra encouragment. I’d gladly die 1000 times if it meant trapping that monster in here. This entire world is crumbling. Oh Scratchman denies it, even our generals deny it, but this entire reality has been bent and broken so much. Even Scratchman can’t sustain it for long. When it vanishes he’ll be trapped in the eternal nothingness that this universe will become. Unable to draw energy from any other reality, any life form. We’ll all die, but we’ll be free. He’ll be condemned to an eternity of torment by us if we can just hold him.

But don’t you want to save your world? You’re happy to see your history, your culture just vanish in the blink of an eye.”

“It vanished a long time ago, and it wasn’t in the blink of an eye. Now the monster responsible will pay.”

As they advanced on the castle, hordes of monsters began to emerge from all around. Giant horned Demons, creatures made of fire, rotting corpses, they came from the castle, the flaming sky, from out of the ground.

One of the Dragons up above flew down towards the horde and breathed fire on all of the monsters turning the Demons into ash, whilst the creatures made of flames dissipated.

However just as it looked as though the tide could be turned in the rebels favour, 5 more Dragons from Scratchman’s castle emerged from the top of the highest tower. None of Scratchman’s Dragons were as powerful as the two the army had managed to capture however. That had been their greatest victory against Scratchman in all the milennia they had been fighting the monster.

However whilst Scratchman’s Dragons were not as powerful, they were still strong enough to divert the Dragons attention away from the forces below, causing the rebels to lose their advantage. On the ground the rebels again were no match for Scratchman’s forces.

During the fight, Elena much to her shame kept to the side and tried to avoid fighting any of the monsters. It didn’t take her long to realise that fighting these beasts wasn’t a smart option. The Cyclops she had spoken too was killed in a matter of seconds by a large flaming Demon, before he could even lift his sword.

She hoped that perhaps she could sneak her way into the castle, which is where the TARDIS most likely would be. She had no idea what she was going to do when she got there, but it was better than just getting pointlessly killed on the battlefield.

The Doctor, Charon, Yarox and the rest of the ghosts meanwhile had made their way deep into Ammit’s cave. The inside appeared to be a gigantic temple. The ruins of whatever civilisation had once thrived on the planet Scratchman had decided to make his base of operations.

On the walls were paintings of incredible creatures, either the rulers of this once proud world, or perhaps the Gods they had once worshipped. It seemed likely that Scrachman would choose a holy building as the place to keep his most vile, and feared pet.

“I don’t like this. The Destroyer should be here. Its toying with us.” The female Ghost said.

“I hope Scratchman hasn’t killed her just to spite us.” Charon replied.

As they reached the end of the cave they saw a gigantic wall of fire.

“I don’t think my sonic screwdriver will crack that lock.” The Doctor said.

“Its okay we have enchantments that can break Scratchman’s wall of fire, we’ll have to move quickly.” The female Ghost said.

As sson as she started the ritual however, the ground below her started to shake, enough to knock the Doctor and the others off of their feet.

Before any of them could get up, a gigantic Crocodile’s head came bursting through the ground and devoured the Ghost lady in a single bite.

“Ammit” Charon said excitedly. “Peace at last.”

Ammit soon burst out of the ground completely. Its body was over 50 feet long. Just as described in the myths, its head was a Crocodile, whilst its body was that of a Lion, and its legs were that of a Hippo. Its head was also covered in a large man too.

Everyone ran from the beast except for Charon, who ran towards it.

Yarox and the Doctor only noticed at the last minute, but could do nothing to help him. In one bite, Ammit swallowed the ferryman of the dead.

The monster lumbered after the Doctor, Yarox and the remaining souls, all of whom it picked off one by one, until only the Doctor and Yarox were left.

The Doctor felt that perhaps the souls much like Charon were desperate to be free of their burden too. Had they perhaps been misled by those ghosts into going on this suicide mission.

Ammit smashed all of pillars and ruins as he furiously chased after the Time Lord and Yarox. Both stuck together in the confusion, though at one point they did become separated by a falling pillar. There was nowhere for them to run. Each time the Doctor and Yarox made it to the entrance, the Kraken’s tentacles would rise from the depths, whilst at the other end, the flaming wall kept them out. Each time they ran around the Doctor searched for a tiny hole and opening, but he found nothng. Not even some where to hide.

By the 6th time they had run around, the Doctor was so exhausted that he almost collapsed.

“This isn’t the most athletic body I’ve ever had Yarox I’m afraid.” The Doctor said through gasps of air.

“We can’t give up now Doctor.”

“I don’t want too, but I think I’m going to pass out.

As Ammit advanced on them again, the fire door suddenly vanished and a tall, middle aged man, with greying dark hair, a handsome face and a bright orange suit emerged. Ammit instantly bowed in reverence too him.

“Watching you run away from the monster stopped being amusing after the third time, but I could never go easy on you.” The man said in a thick American accent.

“Allow me to introduce myself Time Lord. I am Harry Scratch.”

To Be Continued