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Doctor Omega is a 1903 science fiction novel by the French author Arnould Calopin. It revolves around a mysterious alien professor who goes under the alias of Doctor Omega. The Doctors real name and identity are never revealed throughout the book and not much of his backstory is given either. All we do know is that Doctor Omega and his grand daughter Suzane are in exile from their people. Though very few details about Doctor Omega’s race are given in the story, we do know that they have discovered and mastered time travel.
Doctor Omega (who is often just referred to as the Doctor) settles in France where he attempts to build a new type of time machine from a strange type of metal called Stellite. His experiments soon draw the attention of his neighbour, the creative and sensitive Denis Borel.
Omega is only too happy to let Denis in on his experiments, and after the time vessel which the Doctor christens “The Cosmos” is built. He invites Denis and a large hulking man named Fred to join him on an adventure into the past.
The three travel to Mars thousands of years before its destruction, landing straight in the middle of the Martian ocean. There they encounter gigantic whale like monsters and a race of hostile, reptillian Mermen. They soon reach the land where they encounter giant, Elephantine monsters, hostile gnome like aliens and intelligent, but poisonous plant life.
Travelling further inward they encounter a valley full of giant snake monsters and large bat like humanoids. Eventually the trio reach an advanced city of gnome like creatures who abduct the Doctor and his companions. The Gnomes, who are at war with a similar race, discover that the Stellite used to build the Cosmos is capable of deflecting their enemies weapons and cannibalise the ship to create shields to win the war.
Omega and the others are kept prisoner even after the war by the victorious Martian race, but with help from a friendly Martian named Tiziraou; Omega is able to contact his grand daughter Suzane, using a space time telegraph. Suzane in turn is able to contact another renegade of their people, Professor Helvetius who subsequently rescues the three time travellers from Mars in a craft similar to the Cosmos.
The ending of the story sees Doctor Omega build another space time machine to go on more adventures with Denis, Fred and Tiziraou who they take on as a companion.
When it was first released Doctor Omega proved to be a huge hit, but it quickly fell into obscurity for 100 years. Eventually in 2003 the book would be rediscovered, re-released and translated into English for the first time for Doctor Who’s 40th anniversary. This edition included more direct references to Doctor Who (including Sonic Screwdrivers.) As well as a foreward by Terrance Dicks, a former Doctor Who script editor.
Doctor Omega would develop something of a small cult following and more stories featuring the character would be released for Black Coated Press. These stories which featured the good Doctor meeting other famous fictional characters would eventually be collected as an anthology book called Doctor Omega and the Shadowmen.
Naturally many fans and critics have considered Doctor Omega as a possible influence on Doctor Who. The similarities are quite staggering. Even physically Doctor Omega resembles the first Doctor, as played by William Hartnell. Both have long flowing white hair, a stick, wear a long flowing cape etc.
Ultimately however Doctor Omega has never been mentioned as an influence on Doctor Who by anyone involved in the creation of the series and the book was never released outside of France prior to 2003, so it seems most likely the similarities between the two characters is coincidental.
Nevertheless Doctor Omega can be seen as Doctor Who’s literary predecessor regardless and as a result I think people have tended to overlook the character of Doctor Omega. Naturally when people think of writing about a time travelling alien, then its Doctor Who they go to. Still there is value in the Doctor Omega story in its own right and now I think the time is better than ever for the character to step out of the shadows, as now Doctor Omega can fill the void left by the absence of true Doctor Who.
For the past few years Doctor Who has gone down a very bad path. From the Peter Capaldi era onwards it began to pander to the regressive left. Now I myself would identify as left wing. I support the Welfare state, the NHS, legalising cannabis, I’m pro choice and I support gay marriage and gay couples rights to adopt children.
That said however I feel the modern day left has been taken over by upper middle class career socialists who simply want to use left wing politics to further their own careers, or foster their own prejudices against white men, and white people in general.
I’m all for stronger roles for women and minorities, but the regressive left it seems care more about attacking or replacing roles for men than they do in building women up.
If you are interested I have written many articles which cover the sad decline of the revival of Doctor Who due to pandering to the regressive left on this blog, but I don’t want to get bogged down in this argument again. If you disgaree with me, please take it to the articles I have written on the subject.
Whilst the Peter Capaldi and Jodie Whittaker eras represent the nadir of the entire franchise. If we’re being honest the 21st century version of Doctor Who was never the same show as the original, 1963-1989 version.
The original classic era Doctor Who was primarily a sci fi adventure show, with a focus on horror, monsters, high sci fi concepts, and derring do. The revival was always more of a soap opera series with a focus on romance, shipping, and making its audience cry at sad moments.
There hasn’t been a series in the style of the original since it finished in 1989. Some critics and so called Doctor Who fans would say that Classic Who is dated and therefore couldn’t be made for modern audiences.
Personally I think that is utter nonsense. Classic Who looks dated only because of its low budget effects and sets. Many of the ideas and concepts in the Classic series were actually decades ahead of their time, such as the Matrix in The Deadly Assassin, or the Cybermen who were complete precursors to the Borg.
The Classic era still holds up and always has. In 2017, Classic Doctor Who was the best selling science fiction series on DVD and Blue Ray in the world. (It was also the third best selling cult series on DVD and Blue Ray.)
If a series done in the style of Classic Who were released on a streaming service (which could allow for the stories to be longer) and had a decent budget then I think would be a hit. It would fill a void for both mainstream horror (which classic who often did) and sci fi.
Now ideally I’d love for this series to be Doctor Who, but sadly in the current climate that is not going to happen. During the 90s when the show was off the air, Doctor Who was taken over by a fandom clique, who are often referred to as the Fitzroy Crowd (as they all used to congregate at the Fitzroy club.) The Fitzroy crowd includes the likes of Russell T Davies, Steven Moffat, Chris Chibnall, Nicholas Briggs and Paul Cornell.
Almost all of the most prominent Doctor Who fiction of the past 20 years has been produced or at least overseen by members of the Fitzroy Crowd. Whenever one of the clique steps down from producing the main series, they make sure to hand it over to another member of the clique (as can be seen with the likes of Russell T Davies handing the show over to Steven Moffat, who then handed it over to Chris Chibnall.) All of the spin off material is also produced and written by this fandom incrowd too. The books, the comics and the audios etc.
The Fitzroy crowd have made it clear in the past that they have contempt for the style of the original. Though they do have a nostalgic affection for the classic series from when they were children, ultimately they don’t want to produce a similar series.
Examples of the Fitzroy crowd’s “love” for the original series.
At the same time the identitarians who hold the Doctor Who franchise in an iron grip, have no real love for the Classic era either. Take a look at the reviews from the new Time Team in Doctor Who magazine made up of notorious SJWs like Claudia Boleyn and Christel Dee. They regularly slag off the original series for supposedly being sexist, dated and gimmicky (which it never was.) All they care about is in turning the show into a propaganda piece for their own agendas.
Since these people hold all the sway at the BBC, don’t expect to see anything even resembling Classic Who for a long while.
Doctor Omega meanwhile is a public domain character. He is thankfully not in the shackles of the BBC or the Fitzroy crowd and you could do all the same types of adventures with Doctor Omega as you could with the classic era Doctor.
Omega has a machine that can travel to any planet at any point in time. Omega is a mysterious alien with a love of exploration. Omega can be caring and morally righteous, yet also quite ruthless too. He is both a level headed, practical, grandfatherly figure; and a fool hardy, reckless adventurer. All you’d have to change would be the name from the Doctor to Doctor Omega. (Even then Omega is often referred to as just the Doctor too.)
The Doctor Omega tv series would be to Doctor Who what The Orville was to Star Trek. The Star Trek franchise went through a similar bad patch to Doctor Who in the late 00s-late 10s. Like DW the focus of the Trek franchise was changed in an ill guided attempt to pander to modern audiences.
The original Trek series were always more philosophical, thoughtful and nuanced, whilst the J J Abrams trilogy of films were just generic action movies. (J J Abrams much like the Fitzroy Crowd expressed a contempt for the original Star Trek series, finding it slow and boring.)
Star Trek Discovery meanwhile, the most recent Trek television series was taken over by the same cancerous ideology as the Moffat and Chibnall era’s of Doctor Who. They also showed the same level of disrespect for established canon and beloved characters. (Just look at what Discovery and Moffat era Who did to the Master and Spock for instance.)
Fortunately however Seth McFarlane, the creator of Family Guy would produce (and star) in a series called The Orville, which was far closer to the original Star Trek series in tone and style. The Orville featured the same more thoughtful and nuanced stories of the original Star Trek series, as well as characters and concepts that were closer to the original Star Trek series.
The Orville is not a Star Trek series, but it has a similar premise of a future where humanity has become part of a galactic federation of planets, and a crew of humans and aliens go exploring on a ship through the universe.
Whilst critics were slow to warm to The Orville. It proved a huge hit with viewers and Star Trek fans and has recently been renewed for a third series.
The Orville has not only filled the Star Trek shaped hole in the television landscape. It has also shown that the Trek formula can be updated for modern audiences. You don’t need to dumb Star Trek down to being a generic action blockbuster like Abrams did. With a decent budget and good scripts you don’t even have to change the look of the show, let alone the type of series it actually is.
Much like with Doctor Who, there was no way the current idealogues in charge of the actual Star Trek brand were ever going to produce a show or film similar to proper Star Trek. The Orville was the only way we were ever going to see proper Star Trek. Furthermore its success will now show potential future producers and holders of the Trek brand that a profit can be made from actually updating the original, as opposed to tossing everything about the original out and just cashing in on the name.
Doctor Omega, the series could do the same for Doctor Who. Give us a chance to see proper Classic Who style adventures, whilst showing people that the old style, if updated in practical ways can work which might end the Fitzroy Crowd’s strangle hold over the series.
Doctor Omega would actually be an easier sell than The Orville which was accused of being derivative of Star Trek at first. No one could accuse Doctor Omega of ripping off Doctor Who as he debuted about 60 years earlier!
Of course I wouldn’t want Doctor Omega to remake any classic era stories. It would be new adventures just in a similar style. You could invent a rogues gallery for Doctor Omega similar to the Doctors, the same way that the Krill in The Orville fill a similar role to the Klingons and the Romulans in Star Trek as well, but again you’d give them their own backstories and characteristics.
Personally I think it might be interesting to adapt monsters from other Classic sci fi stories in the public domain and have them fill the role of the Doctors colourful rogues gallery. Doctor Omega has been used for crossover stories in the past, so it would be continuing the tradition. Just as Doctor Omega was the predecessor for Doctor Who, then so were many classic literary monsters predecessors for the Doctor’s enemies.
For instance the Martians from H.G. Wells War of the Worlds could take the place of the Daleks in the Doctor Omega series.
The Martians who invade the earth in Wells classic novel were one of many key inspirations on the Daleks. Both are hideous Octopus monsters who house themselves inside tank like robots. Both speak in electronic, but hysterical voices. Both are pitiless conquerors devoid of any concept of pity or remorse and both come from a dying, barren world.
The Daleks and Wells Martians also serve as metaphors for xenophobia and race hatred, chemical warfare, man’s desturctive effect on the environment, and technology moving inward and turning people into machine like creatures.
The Martians could also have quite a close personal connection to the Doctor too. The first Doctor Omega book, (which presumably would be adapted as the first story.) Sees the Doctor and his companions reluctantly help a ruthless race of Martians defeat their enemies. The Martians are described by one of their own, Tiziarou as a dying race who have become so dependent on technology they could never cope without it.
The series would reveal that the Martians Omega helped would eventually become Wells Martians. Thanks to his help they would only defeat their enemies, but all other races on Mars, devastating the planet before moving to earth.
In a later story of the series (perhaps the first season finale?) Omega would return to earth where he would discover that the monsters had invaded in his absence and devastated the planet before being defeated by bacteria.
The Doctor and his companions would then be captured by the forces of earth who would force him to build a war ship to use against the Martians, before they could launch a counter strike.
This story would be an adaptation of both War of the Worlds (which would unfold via flashback) and Edison’s Conquest of Mars. Edison’s Conquest of Mars was an unofficial sequel novel to the original War of the Worlds which saw Thomas Edison build a war ship from the ruins of the Martian technology left over after their invasion, to launch an attack on the Martians.
The novel sadly doesn’t hold up that well to contemporary audiences. It has some inspired ideas, but overall it reads as nothing more than a puff piece for Edison.
Replacing Edison with an Omega who is reluctantly forced to lead a war could make the story more interesting and the conflict more tense. The ending of “Omega’s Conquest of Mars” would see the last of the Martians flee to another world (perhaps Mor-Tax in honour of the War of the Worlds tv series.) Where they would build up their forces, eventually becoming a major galactic power similar to the Daleks.
From there you could use the Martians in all of the same ways you could the Daleks. You could do stories involving the monsters conquering other planets, mastering time travel, trying to invade the earth again etc. You could even incoporate elements of later adaptations of War of the Worlds too into the monsters characters and design as they alter their bodies and technology throughout history.
Doctor Omega would always feel tremendous guilt every time he met the Martians, knowing that it was his own innocent trip to the past which caused the monsters to become among the dominant life forms in the universe, making their confrontations more interesting.
For the Silurians and the Sea Devils meanwhile, the Newts from Karel Capek’s classic novel could take their place.
War with the Newts is a classic sci fi novel that sees mankind discover a race of ocean dwelling reptile like creatures who they enslave and exploit, but who eventually turn the tables on humanity. The creatures bare a slight similarity to the Sea Devils from Doctor Who, in that both are lizard like humanoids who are unable to share the planet with humanity and both serve as a metaphor for xenophobia and race hatred. At one point the Newts are even referred to as “Sea Devils!”
The Newts could easily fulfil the Sea Devils and Silurians role of frightening looking reptile men, who are actually sympathetic, intelligent creatures who have a right to live on our planet too.
The Great Intelligence’s place could be taken by The Mad Mind. The Mad Mind is an unseen monster from The City and the Stars by Arthur C Clarke. The Mad Mind is a disembodied intellect created to rule the galaxy, that eventually devastates it. The creature is imprisoned, but could easily escape to wreak more havoc in a Doctor Omega series.
The creature could possess people and serve as a more distant, alien enemy that the Doctor couldn’t fight, or even defeat as it has no form just like the Great Intelligence. An adaptation of The City and the Stars would also be an excellent adventure too. Another bonus about using these monsters is that it could bring more attention to obscurer sci fi stories and novels.
The Cybermen could be replaced by the robots from Karel Capek’s R.U.R play. The robots in this play though not greatly resembling the Cybermen follow a similar theme of mans own technology turning in on him. The robots themselves could also fulfil the role of being giant robotic creatures.
Of course it would be hard to incorporate War of the Worlds, War of the Newts and R.U.R into one timeline, but it could be done.
War of the Newts would take place after War of the Worlds. Humanity might ironically use the Martians technology to overthrow the Newts and enslave them. The humans would then overthrow the Newts after they rebelled and took us over (which happens in the book) with the robots from R.U.R who would then overthrow humanity, forcing the humans into an alliance with the Newts to reclaim the planet. The last of the robots would then be forced to flee into space where they would settle on a far away planet and build up an empire from there. (This could serve as a problem in future stories for when humanity meets other races, as humanity would perhaps be known and hated all over the galaxy for creating a monster race that went on to slaughter hundreds of worlds.)
For the Master meanwhile, Doctor Omega’s friend Professor Helvetius could take his place. Helvetius could serve as an ally for the Doctor in several stories who we gradually see descend into darkness and who the Doctor is forced to fight, leading to their feud.
The iconic British comic book character, Dan Dare meanwhile could serve as a Brigadier type character for Doctor Omega. He has a similar, stiff upper lip attitude and even a similar look. Dan’s time would have to come after the Newts and humanity reclaimed the planet and would be depicted as a golden age for mankind. The inclusion of Dan Dare would also bring in his enemies such as the famous Mekon and the Treens.
Captain Dan, Digby, Professor Peabody and Spacefleet could easily be Doctor Omega’s version of the Brigadier, Benton, Liz Shaw and UNIT.
Finally Doctor Omega could even be made to change his face too. I think it would be better to have it be something that only Omega can do however. You could have it that on an advanced planet Omega found a machinea that can allow you to live forever, as whenever you get too old it rebuilds your body into a younger form, but changes your appearance.
Doctor Omega would have stolen it, as he felt that one lifetime wouldn’t be enough for him to explore the wonders of even one galaxy. Every time the Doctor got old or was wounded he would use the machine to rebuild himself and from a real world perspective change actor.
With these ideas you could essentially produce a Doctor Who expy series, except that the characters and ideas in this series came before Doctor Who! You could utilise all the great things about the brand whilst being free of the tyranny of the BBC, the Fitzroy Crowd and the Regressive left.
Of course ultimately I wouldn’t want Doctor Omega to replace Doctor Who completely. In a few decades time a proper version of Doctor Who could easily return, but until then Doctor Omega could give us a proper Doctor Who series. Doctor Omega would also be the only way to ensure that the classic style is updated as currently the people in charge of the brand have no interest in reviving the true series.
As for who I would cast? My choices would be the same as they would for a proper Doctor Who series.
Julian Richings, a British actor best known for playing Death in Supernatural would be a perfect choice for Doctor Omega. He looks somewhat like the character and would have the necessary authority and gravitas to pull it off.
Dana Delorenzo of course would be a perfect choice for Suzane. Personally I’d replace Fred with Suzane as Doctor Omega’s first companion. Fred doesn’t really have any personality, and again I’m for having more roles for women as long as it’s not designed just to take a role away from a man. Suzane is already a character in the novel, and ultimately Fred is just an ordinary man with no backstory, whilst Suzane has a greater link to Omega and a mysterious origin of her own which could make for a better dynamic. Dana could bring a lot to the character and make her a stronger, more proactive character than the Susan of Classic Who.
Finally Wentworth Miller I think would be good for Denis. Miller is a charismatic actor best known for his starring roles in Prison Break and Legends of Tomorrow. I think Miller would be a good choice for Denis as in real life, Miller is somewhat more sensitive and thoughtful than a lot of the characters he plays. Denis could give him a chance to show that side off more, yet at the same time Miller could make the character less of a wimp like the literary Denis and more of a vulnerable hero.
The first incarnation of Doctor Omega.
and his two companions
the more aggressive Suzane
and the sensitive and creative Denis Borel
Thanks for reading and let me know what you think below.
Just a quick update on the status of this blog. Sadly I have had to abandon plans for my latest two full length sci fi novels. It was foolish of me to even think of starting such a big project when I’m working on three series.
Doctor Who: The Fire of the Daleks will finish this week, after which Doctor Who and The Circus Master will take a break for two weeks. Next week will see the final two parts of the current Professor Fang story. I will also be posting a few more reviews and opinion pieces in the weeks ahead too. I don’t want to completely abandon those types of articles as they were what launched the blog in the first place.
Its been a hectic couple of weeks which has sadly caused me to fall behind with all three series. The break will allow me to catch up. I have also decided to move forward my adaptation of Scratchman. It will be the first story to feature my version of the Tenth Doctor.
Finally I would also like to announce two new series. Carlene the Jazz Vampire ( a prequel series about the character from The Circus Master) and Van Helsing. Both will be starting either at the end of this year, or early next year. (Only an idiot would try and produce 5 series at once, so they will obviously be beginning after The Circus Master and Professor Fang are finished.)
The Golden Emperor Hylexan and his horde of tentacled monsters cornered the Circus Folk and the terrified Quilax. Denika fired an energy blast at the Emperor which it effortlessly deflected, but in doing so the energy was scattered into its minions knocking many of them back for a few seconds.
Denika then quickly created a magical force field in front of the Circus Folk and the Quilax which the Hylexans quickly tore down, but it bought her enough time to push the others back into the cell which she quickly closed over. When she opened the door the Circus Folk and the Quilax found themselves on the lower levels of the Emperors palace.
The Emperor screamed out in rage and struck several of its minions.
“Find them, the last of the Quilax must not escape! All of our work will have been for nothing!”
“Well done Denika”. The Circus Master said.
“I don’t understand?” Carlene asked.
“Its simple. The prison works through magic. Like everything else on this ship. It has no fixed point, its door can open wherever the Emperor wants it to, so I just briefly took it over and took us to the floor the Circus was on.”
“How do you know where that is?” Ashlei asked?
“I can sense it” Denika replied before being distracted by something at the edge of the corridor.
Denika could sense something else near to them, somethng twisted and broken by magic. The nearer she got to it, the more it was almost painful for her. Denika soon saw what it was when she peered into a room at the end of the corridor. Several Hylexan scientists were gathered around a massive dark energy ball, similar to the pit only much more dangerous.
“Unbelievable” Denika said. “The magics they’re playing with, they among the most destructive I’ve ever seen.”
“Why?” Ashlei asked? “They’ve already destroyed most of the Quilax? No other species in this galaxy even has magic? What could they possibly need that for?”
“I suspect the war isn’t going to end with just the Quilax.” The Circus Master said. “If you run out of enemies, just create more. I suspect a lot of their soldiers wouldn’t know what to do if there was no one for them to fight.”
“We need to move past them. That dark magic they’re playing with is so unpredictable, a fight could set it off.” Denika said.
The Circus Folk and the last of the Quilax slowly crept down the corridor. Along the way they saw other magical experiments to create new kinds of weapons in other rooms. “Amatuers” The Circus Master thought to himself. The Hylexans weapons took the form of magical energy rather than physical weapons. The energy would then be fused onto their bodies to make sure that each Hylexan soldier would never be left helpless. Each form of energy however naturally had to be perfected before it would be fused with the soldiers bodies.
Finally at the very end of the corridor, the Circus Folk could see a room containing the Circus, though by this stage it was a mere shell of its former self. So much of the magic in the vessel had been drained or damaged it looked battered and torn. It was surrounded by several Hylexan scientists who were clearly puzzled at the strange craft that looked so delicate, yet was so powerful.
“That doesn’t look like it will be able to take anyone anywhere.” Askiro said.
“She’s been through worse.” The Circus Master said proudly. “Trust me once we fix her up a bit with some magic she’ll be back to her old self, you won’t want to leave!”
Denika placed a forcefield around the door behind them. It probably wouldn’t hold back any Hylexans for longer than a few seconds, but that might be all they need. The presence of her magic being used so near however instantly alerted the Hylexans around the Circus who reached their tentacles out to grab several of the Quilax. Such was their hatred for the Quilax that they would always go for them first, regardless.
Carlene was the first to attack the monsters. She jumped over one of the monsters and landed on it from the top. She then proceeded to beat the magical alien to the ground. The nearest Hylexan quickly turned its attention from the Quilax and tried to strike Carlene with its tentacle, but Carlene quickly grabbed it’s tentacle and swung the monster around, making it knock the other two monsters out of the air.
Florence, The Circus Master, The Strange Boy and Denika started to attack the other monsters before they could retaliate. The Circus Master impaled one of the monsters with his clawed hand, whilst Denika repeatedly blasted one of the monsters into a nearby wall. Florence meanwhile was grabbed by the Hylexans tentacles, but she bit into the one that wrapped itself around her throat and tore it off. Whilst the monster was in pain, the Siren jumped at the Hylexan and stuck both of her hands through the monster’s amorphous body. The Strange Boy meanwhile jumped on one of the Hylexans and rammed it into another pushing them against a wall. The Strange Boy then tore both monsters to pieces with his claws, shredding through one and then another in a matter of seconds.
Keptis and Ashlei just watched from the sides along with the Quilax. They both hated feeling so helpless. Normally Keptis could keep up with the others thanks to his magical weapons. He was a skilled fighter of course, but in this instance it would do no good against the Hylexans. Ashlei meanwhile had felt like a load throughout the entire mission despite the bravery she had shown against the Hylexans. If they got out of this she was going to make sure that Carlene and Denika taught her more skills and tricks.
After the last of the monsters were destroyed, the Circus Master and Denika headed towards the Circus.
“Its shielded by their magics.” The Circus Master said. “How long do you think before you can break it down?”
“A few minutes” Denika replied. Suddenly Carlene noticed the Hylexan that Denika had attacked had survived. The monster slowly crawled along the floor towards a large, green, glowing sphere on the nearby wall. Carlene jumped on the monster, but one of its tentalces whipped out and hit the sphere which sent an alarm running through throughout the base. The Hylexans had already been alerted by the emperor, but each room had an alarm that would let all of the Hylexans instantly know if intruders were there.
All of the Hylexan scientists from the nearby rooms who had been too busy with their own experiments to take heed of the Emperor’s warning before soon swamped the Quilax and the Circus Folk. They effortlessly tore down the forcefield and begun to attack the Quilax. Some of the creatures even wielded the crude weapons which they had been developing in their labs (which took the form of magical spheres.) One such weapon was so unstable however it started to explode and Denika was forced to put a magical force field around it. The force field barely contained the explosion and Denika was still thrown across the room.
Carlene, The Strange Boy, Florence and the Circus Master tried to fight off the Hylexans but there were too many of them. Carlene was hit by one of the monsters new weapons, a purple sphere which covered her in a purple forcefield. The Vampire tried to break free but the magic was too strong.
Ashlei and Askira tried to pull the magical shield off off Carlene, and after a few minutes the magic which had seemed almost unbreakable became brittle and crumbled to nothing.
“Damn” The Hylexan who had thrown the weapon at Carlene said. “It needs more work done on it.”
Another Hylexan had managed fire a yellow energy beam at the Strange Boy which briefly placed him under the Hylexans control. The Strange Boy quickly jumped Florence from behind and stuck his hand through her spine and into her stomach.
The Circus Master tried to grab the child Vampire and pull him off, but the Jiang Shi breed of Vampires were far stronger than the Circus Masters breed of Vandal; and with one smack the Strange Boy sent the Circus Master flying across the room, where several Hylexans started to swarm him.
The Strange Boy brought Florence to her knees before the effects of the magic began to wear off. Before he and Florence could do anything however they were hit by a green ray from another Hylexan that began to burn their flesh. Florence’s flesh burned much quicker than the Strange Boy, though neither of them were able to break free from the magics. Fortunately Denika was able to pull them free with her magic, though only after an immense struggle. Florence however was still badly burned and too weak to fight back.
Another one of the Hylexans fired at Denika, knocking her out of the air, whilst Keptis tried to drag Florence to safety, one of the Quilax wrapped its tentacles around his throat from behind. Fortunately however the Strange Boy quickly grabbed the Hylexan from behind and tore it in half. The Circus Master who had managed to fight the Hylexans that had swarmed him off, quickly joined The Strange Boy and the two would continue to defend the Martian and the Siren for the next few minutes against the monsters.
A few of the Quilax including Askira tried to join in the fight and help Carlene who was holding the monsters off from the main crowd, but they were no match for the Hylexans. Several more Quilax were impaled by the Hylexans tentacles. Denika meanwhile managed to finally open the Circus and used her magic to first pull Keptis, Florence and Ashlei into the tent and then all of the Quilax, whilst the Circus Master, Carlene and the Strange Boy either fought off or distracted the octopoid monsters.
As the two Vampires and the Vandal prepared to join the others in the tent, the roof began to cave in and several more Hylexans and the golden Emperor whose flesh had completely healed quickly descended. The Emperor knew it was risky to take the Circus Master on when he had the Firax, but his pride meant that he couldn’t leave it entirely to his minions. The Emperor hoped that his minions would deal with the Vandal, but if he didn’t make an appearance then he feared he would look like a coward to his people.
The Hylexan minions distracted the 3 time travellers long enough for the Emperor to quickly wrap its tentacles around them. This would normally have been enough to burn a normal life form into nothing, but the Vampires and the Vandals stronger bodies allowed them to survive for a while longer.
“Interesting?” The Emperor said. “Most life forms would be burnt to a crisp yet you still struggle. I respect your strength. Hand over the Quilax and I’ll spare you.”
The Circus Master laughed. “Lets stop pretending this is about them. It was once, but now? Relax the camera’s are off. Why not admit that you’re way beyond just simple revenge.”
The Emperor froze for a minute before answering.
“We have eliminated the monsters who once enslaved us, but that doesn’t mean there won’t be others around the universe. These weapons are to make sure that we will never be vulnerable again.”
“How will you get complete reassurance I wonder? Are you really going to let those weapons just go to waste?”
The Emperor squeezed his three prisoners harder. “We don’t have to explain anything to you freaks!” The monster shouted. “We will protect ourselves by any means necessary!” In desperation Carlene bit into the Emperors tentacles. It was unquestionably the most unpleasant thing she had ever tasted, but she bit as hard she could until she severed the tentacle that was holding her.
Carlene then swung on the severed tentacle into the Emperor, hitting it with enough force that she sent the monster flying backwards into its minions which freed the others. Denika soon came flying out of the tent and started to blast the Emperor holding him back while Carlene, The Strange Boy and The Circus Master fought the other Hylexans off. The Emperor however quickly sent Denika flying back across the room and started to attack the others who managed to dodge its tentacles, except for the Circus Master who tried to scratch the beast to infect it with the firax. Instead of fighting him, the Emperor sent several of its minions to dogpile on the Vandal.
Back in the tent meanwhile Keptis desperately searched through the remaining weapons chest. He couldn’t find a replica of his beloved flaming chainsaw but he found several flaming knives made by the same race. “Its better than nothing” he said whilst handing a few of the knives to Ashlei, before leaving the tent.
Outside whilst Carlene and The Strange Boy were preoccupied with the Hylexans, Ashlei threw several knives at the Hylexans swarming the Circus Master. She only managed to hit two of them, but it was enough for the Circus Master to get free.
Keptis meanwhile hurled his knives straight at the Emperor who didn’t even notice the Martian he was so preoccupied with the two Vampires. The flaming knives easily cut through the monsters flesh and as his tentacles flailed around he struck several of his own minions who were vaporised as a result.
The monster reached out and tried to grab Keptis, but Florence who had begun to recover and had followed him out of the Tent managed to push Keptis out of the way. Florence was struck by the tentacle instead which burned the Siren, but not enough to kill her.
Seizing his chance, the Circus Master jumped at the Emperor and stabbed both of his clawed hands into the monster, injecting the firax into its blood. The Emperor reached its tentacles out to pull the Circus Master off, but Carlene quickly grabbed one of the flaming knives Ashlei had dropped and jumped onto the Emperor, slicing the monsters flesh down the middle. Keptis then grabbed another flaming knife and threw it at the Emperor, whilst Denika blasted the monster.
Unable to cope with all of the attacks at once, the Emperor let out a final scream before the Firex ran its way through his body. Within a matter of seconds Emperors flesh turned completely gray and began to shatter. As it did the entire base began to shake and collapse.
The Circus Master weak from the firex collapsed into the ruins of the former Emperor.
The other Circus Folk tried to reach the Circus Master but the hordes of Hylexans stopped them. Carlene, the Strange Boy, Keptis wielding his firey blade and even a weakened Florence tried to help the Circus Master but there were too many of the Octopus beasts in between. Several of the Hylexans started to beat and impale the Circus Master with their tentacles, whilst the others struggled to try and save him.
Just as all seemed lost the Quilax suddenly came running from the tent. Close to 200 of them, they all swarmed the Hylexans. Askira had been watching the Circus Folk fight the Hylexans from the Tent and felt she couldn’t leave them.
“We have to help them” Askira said. “What can we do?” one of the Quilax asked. “We have to do something. They’ve risked their lives for us. Besides if they don’t make it, neither will we.” Askira didn’t bother to argue it any longer and ran out. Several more Quilax followed her and within a few seconds, virtuall all of the survivors were following her. Many of them saw sense in her words, whilst others couldn’t leave their fellow Quilax at the mercy of the monsters. The Quilax predictably didn’t last long against the Hylexans, but they at least distracted them long enough for Carlene and Denika to get to the Circus Master. Carlene fought the Hylexans that had gathered around him off, whilst Denika used her magic to get the Circus Master back to the safety of the tent. Denika would then start to pull the Quilax back to the tent too, whilst the rest of the Circus Folk held off the Hylexans. More and more pieces of rubble started to fall from the ceiling as the space castle broke apart, crushing the Hylexans. One piece nearly hit Ashlei, but The Strange Boy managed to push her out of the way in time, much to Ashlei’s surprise.
The remaining Circus Folk managed to escape back to the Tent as even the Hylexans began to flee to escape their dying ship.
Back in the tent Denika would activate the ship to take off, mere seconds before the Emperors palace exploded. The blast was seen all over the Hylexans planet below. It was a day that would live in infamy for their race for thousands of years to come. The day that should have been their ultimate victory over the hated Quilax, but instead led to their greatest tragedy where the Hylexans who had won the war for them were slaughtered.
The Emperor would be remembered as the greatest hero of the Hylexan people for centuries to come, with all subsequent Emperors being forced to live in his shadow to some extent.
Just as the Circus Master had predicted however the war was not over for the Hylexans. Their collective paranoia would drive them to create more weapons and launch more attacks against other planets, starting with the neighbouring worlds in their galaxy.
The monsters had always resented the other life forms in their galaxy. As most of the other sentient species in the Hylexans galaxy were humanoid, the Hylexans felt that their neighbours looked down on and were repulsed by them. The Hylexans would develop a particular hatred for all humanoids that would lead them to move on to slaughter other humanoid life forms across the galaxy. Over time however they would come to fear and despise all other life forms in general.
The Hylexans developed a core belief that the only way they would never be at the mercy of another species again was if they came to dominate all other life forms they came across in the universe. In the later years of their history the monsters would go one step further and seek to exterminate all other life forms. Their fear of suffering under another race like they had done under the Quilax ultimately led the once peaceful Hylexan race into becoming one of the most evil and feared races throughout the history of the entire universe.
The Quilax meanwhile would have a very different destiny. The Tent managed to take them to a far away planet, hundreds and thousands of light years beyond the Hylexans reach.
The journey thankfully only took a few hours. The 200 surviving Quilax were rather cramped in the tent to say the least. Many of them including Askira had been badly injured by the Hylexans. Denika would be able to heal most of the injured with her magic, but sadly not all of the Quilax made it.
The Circus Master was knocked out during most of the journey. The strain of the Firex had taken its toll on him, and at one point Denika was worried he might not make it. Fortunately however the Circus Master’s Vandal healing powers allowed him to recover.
The planet the Tent took the suviving Quilax too was a lushious jungle planet. It was the only inhabited world in its solar system and other than the plant life, there were only a few primitive animal life forms.
It was the perfect place for their race to start over. Barely 200 of the Quilax were left, but it would be enough for their race to survive. The Circus Folk would stay with them for a few days. During that time they helped to bury those who had died on the journey and using Denika’s magic, build a few settlemants to house the survivors. Eventually after a few days however the Circus Folk knew they had to move on. They tried to slip away in secret, but Askira noticed them all leaving and followed the Circus Folk to the tent.
“You could have said goodbye?” Askira said to Carlene somewhat jokingly.
“I thought we were friends?” Askira and Carlene had spent a lot time together over the last few days, and whilst she understood that they had to leave, she was still a little upset.
“Sorry darling, but we have other worlds to visit.”
“Yes!” The Circus Master interrupted. “Its not easy being a hero you know. We’re constantly on the move, risking our lives to save others.” He continued to boast, to the embarrassed moans of his team mates.
“I understand but I just want to thank you one last time.” Askira replied, ignoring the Circus Masters boasts.
“Don’t thank us.” Carlene said. “We just did what anyone would have done darling.”
“Well a little thanks is okay” The Circus Master interrupted.
“Still” he continued in a more serious tone. “Its important now that you use this second chance for your race. The Hylexans may be monsters now, but they didn’t spring out of nowhere.”
“I know.” Askira said with regret. “I’m still not sure we deserve this second chance.”
“That’s entirely up to you darling”. Carlene said. “When we were on that city you told me about how ashamed you were of what your people had done? Well now you can prove it. Make sure that you break the cycle here and focus on your own people now.”
“That’s easier said than done. Some of us are already talking about revenge, about using magic as a weapon.”
“Well we never said that rebuilding a civilisation was ever going to be easy.” The Circus Master replied.
“All races are capable of great evil. You’ve seen where it leads not only with your own race, but with the Hylexans. Always make sure to remind your people of that.”
“I will, I promise.
“Maybe we’ll come back in a couple of hundred years, see how your descendants are doing.” The Circus Master said with a smile as he and the others went back into the tent. Carlene was the last to leave. She shook Askira’s hand one last time and wished her luck before joining her comrades. In a matter of seconds the battered old tent vanished back into the vortex before the amazed Askira.
It would now be up to Askira and other members of her kind who had recognised what had led to the downfall of their previous civilisation to stop the Quilax from falling back into their own ways.
As the Tent sped on through the vortex to a new time and place Denika and the Circus Master got to work on repairing the Tent which had been reduced to its bare bones by the firex.
“We’ve got a lot of work to do on the ship Denika. At least the tv wasn’t destroyed.” The Circus Master said cheerfully.
“Just make sure you get the toilet fixed first.” Keptis replied.
“Well Ashlei darling that was your first alien planet.” Carlene said. “I’m sorry for what that thing did to you,” she said more sensitively. “But you didn’t give in and did us all proud love.”
“I didn’t” Ashlei said. “I was pretty much useless throughout the whole time. I want you to train me more. You and Denika. I want to learn how to use magic as well.”
“I’ve been training you darling and you’ve come along great.”
“Its not enough. Please I don’t want to be a useless again Carlene.”
“I’ll do my best love. You weren’t a load on us though. Always remember that. We’re all glad you’re here. None more so than me.”
Journey To The Centre of Evil
(Sorry about the delay, its been a hectic week and there will be some updates soon.)
The Daleks slowly cornered Zoella and her child from both ends. Zoella pushed her little boy against the wall behind her, hoping that the Daleks might miss him.
“EXTERMINATE” the monsters shouted in unison, only for one of the creatures at the back of one end of the tunnel to suddenly explode. As the others turned around they too were beset by a barrage of death rays, fired by the rebels. Two of the Daleks at the back however managed to fire back and took down at least five of the rebels at the front, forcing the others to retreat. Fortunately however Zoella quickly fired her gun at the two Daleks blowing them both to pieces.
The few surviving rebels approached Zoella.
“Don’t worry” their leader, a young woman said as she dropped her gun.
“We’re not going to harm you.”
“Wish I culd say the same to you”. Zoella said as she shoved her gun into the young woman’s ribs, prompting the others to raise their weapons.
“You captured my son, threatened to kill him and helped bring these monsters down on us. You’re no better than the Daleks.” Zoella said in anger and disgust.
“We don’t have time for petty grudges now. Those monsters are all around.”
“A pity you didn’t realise that a few hours ago”. She said.
“We need to stick together. Our leader is in trouble. The Daleks have cornered him.”
“You mean the man who captured my son?” Zoella said.
“Its not just about him. He found a ship in the depths of the castle. One your king was going to use to leave us all to the Daleks. It can take us out of here, but they’ve cornered him and the others. We have to save the ship.”
Zoella was so overcome with rage she felt like shooting the rebels for asking for her help, but just as she had always done before the soldier repressed her emotions. She knew the rebels were right and that there was no way she could get her little boy out of this without their help.
“Okay I’ll help for his sake, but I warn you. If any of you lay a finger on my son you’ll be begging for the Daleks to find you first.”
The Doctor, Dana and Asica had managed to make their way to just outside the castle. They had mostly kept hidden, with the Doctor taking care of any Dalek troops that had found them.
Along the way the two time travellers and the former monarch could see that all of the nearby cities and towns had been completely levelled by the Daleks. The bodies of men, women and even children littered the lands all around them. The Doctor, Asica and Dana had also witnessed the Daleks, from the skies gun down hundreds of civillians fleeing from the cities.
There was nothing the Doctor, Asica and Dana could have done to help them. If the Doctor fired at one of the Daleks, then an entire fleet would have descended on them. As hard as it was they had to focus on themselves for now.
Outside of the castle were 4 Daleks circling the gates. The Doctor might have been able to take them down with his gun, but he didn’t know how many more were on the castle grounds.
“There’s more than one secret passage into the castle.” Asica said.”Theres a chance those monsters won’t have found one of them.”
Several more Daleks started to fly over head.
“ALL BUT ONE OF THE CITY’S HAVE BEEN CLEANSED! THERE ARE STILL REBELS SCATTERED IN THE NEARBY WASTELANDS! FIND THEM! FIND THEM!” One of the Daleks shouted as all but one of the monsters below began to fly over the wastelands.
The Doctor, Dana and Asica slowly crept behind some rocks, with Asica leading the way to the secret passage. The trio came upon was looked like a large boulder, standing in the middle of nowhere. It was soon revealed however to the Doctor and Dana, to be a hatch; as Asica adjusted some hidden controls causing it to open.
As the three stepped in one of the Daleks spotted them. “HUMANOIDS DETECTED ADVANCE, ADVANCE”
Asica quickly shut the hatch behind them, but the Dalek soon blew it open. The trio ran down the corridor whilst the sound of the Daleks above rang in their ears.
“ALERT, ALERT, HUMANOIDS ON THE LOWER LEVELS ALL DALEKS DESCEND.”
“Its okay they won’t find us, that was the only entrance” Asica said, only for several walls and the roof to blast open revealing more Daleks. The Doctor fired at the Daleks taking several of them down whilst Asica and Dana ran ahead. They soon took shelted behind some pieces of rubble as several Daleks covered the nearby areas.
“What are you waiting for? Shoot them.” Dana said.
“There’s not that much power left in the gun” the Doctor said.”The gun gets its supplies from the casing. I can either shot a couple of shots, or use one on full power that should get them all in one swoop, but I don’t know if now is the time to use it. ”
“What’s the big deal just shoot them and steal their guns?” Dana asked.
“I’d have to use the gun on a lower setting for that. At a full blast their casings would be completely destroyed along with the guns. I’m not sure if we have enough shots left on lower power. Even if we did the chances of me outshooting all those Daleks, well.”
“So use up the last shot” Asica said impatiently.
“We might need it.”
“We need it now.” Dana said firmly.
The Doctor still wasn’t sure. He tried to think of another way for them to slip past the Daleks but there didn’t seem to be.
“Okay” He said reluctantly. “If we are defencless just when we’re on the brink of safety, don’t blame me.” The Doctor jumped out and fired at full blast at the Daleks before any of them could react. The entire room filled with green, lethal radiation which caused the Daleks casings to break open and the creatures insides flesh to sizzel, and boil. It became so intense that the Doctor could feel the gun burning in his hand. Once it was over the Doctor investigated the casings to see if anything could be salvaged. They were completely destroyed, and the guns had even melted. One of the Dalek mutants was still alive however, albeit barely.
It raised its feeble tentacles to the Doctor in a feeble attempt to choke the life out of its most hated enemy. The Doctor didn’t even bother to move he just stared at the monster for a few seconds.
The Doctor hated the Daleks more than anything else, but there were times were even he couldn’t help but pity them. They were creatures who had no say in what they wanted to be. Their destiny’s were chosen for them, by one man, Davros. He turned them from creatures who could think for themselves and conditioned them to wage a senseless war against the rest of creation. In a way they were victims of his as much as anyone.
As the Doctor stared at this helpless creature in its last few moments of life, he thought about how this was probably the first ever time the creature was feeling the air on its withered, frail body. He also thought about how no one would care about its death, not even its own kind.
Asica, Dana and the Doctor quickly headed down a nearby corridor before more of the Daleks could emerge from the tunnels.
“Where are we going” the Doctor asked. Asica didn’t answer, but the Doctor pressed on again and Asica stopped.
“There’s a ship below here. One that we built if the Daleks ever breached the defences of our world. It was designed to get a few of us out of here.”
“A few?” Dana said with disgust.
“I didn’t want to have to use it believe me. It was a last resort to make sure that some of our species would escape.”
“What about Zoella?” Dana asked.
“I’m afraid we don’t have time for her.” Asica said he continued down the corridor.
“NO!” Dana said loudly, not caring about the Daleks. “We are not leaving anyone behind.”
“You stupid woman the palace is crawling with Daleks! The ship has weapons we can fight back if we get to it first.” Asica said.
“The Doctor intervened. As much as he hated himself for admitting it, Asica was right. There was nothing they could do for Zoella. Not yet anyway. The ships weapons could perhaps give them a more even playing field.”
“We’re not going to abandon her. I promise Dana, but he’s right. We don’t have any weapons. We need to find the ship.” The Doctor said firmly.
Reluctantly Dana agreed and the three quickly went down a near corridor leading to the cavern the escape ship was kept. Unfortunately however not only where there several Daleks guarding it, but just in front of the ship, the Doctor, Dana and Asica could see the Daleks torturing several of the rebels including their leader.
The monsters were electrocuting them with their sucker arms.
“WHAT IS THIS MACHINE! ARE THERE ANY MORE LIKE IT! ANSWER” The rebel leader was cowering and pleading with the monsters to stop.
“I never thought I’d pity those rebels.” Asica said with regret. “Its completely surrounded. We can’t get in.”
“I’ll have to distract them” The Doctor said.
“You won’t survive.” Dana said trying to stop the Doctor.
“If I don’t do this none of will, while I’m giving them the roundaround you.” Suddenly the Time Lord was interrupted by the sound of several gunshots. Zoella and the rebels had also made their way into the cave. The fact that the Daleks had become preoccupied by the Doctor, Dana and Asica had allowed Zoella and the rebels to evade the monsters.
The rebels shot at the cave’s roof causing some of the Daleks to be buried. The Daleks however managed to quickly dispose of most of the rebels, sending the survivors including Zoella hiding behind nearby rocks.
“Come we have to move now” Asica said as he pushed past the Doctor and Dana to get into the ship. The two time travellers followed, but one of the Daleks noticed and fired at them. It missed but the Doctor was still thrown off his feet.
Dana ran back to help The Doctor, but the Dalek cornered them.
“EXTERMINATE, EXTERMINATE, EXTERMINATE!”
Zoella noticed her two former companions and jumped up to try and shoot the Dalek to gain its attention, but her weapon’s rays simply bounced off of the Dalek.
Asica meanwhile made his way into his ship. Not even noticing that his companions weren’t with him. Heading for the control room, as soon as he opened it however a Dalek emerged and cornered him against a wall.
“EXTERMINATE, EXTERMINATE, EXTERMINATE!”
To Be Continued
“We have them sir.” The Hylexan commander said with pride to the Emperor.
“You fool!” The Emperor beamed back.
“Only a few hundred survived.” The Emperor continued I wanted the death of the last of the Quilax to be a special occassion that would live in our race’s history forever. We won’t have enough for a day’s celebration now. The magics you used were far too dangerous for such a simple task as well. You could have contaminated that entire area of space for our vessels.
“I am sorry sir but surely the most important thing is that our enemies have finally been defeated.”
“Our enemies were beaten long ago. They surrndered to us early in the war the cowards. All that was left was to make their final humiliation memorable, and you failed me.” The Emperor began to raise his tentacles in a threatening fashion to his underling.
“Your heiness please we also captured a strange craft said to belong to the aliens that helped the Quilax escape. It could be of use to us.”
“It might and that’s why I’ll kill you in the quickest of ways.”
Before the underling could even protest the Emperor vaporised the lesser Hylexan into nothing but dust with its tentacles.
“Let this be a warning to you all.” It said to its terrified soldiers. “I do not tolerate any failure whatsoever. Now lets prepare our guests.”
The last of the Quilax had all been taken to the Emperors flying palace which existed just above the Hylexans home world and was larger than any of their three moons. The Hylexans planet had been stripped clean by the Quilax’s occupation, but magic had since transformed it into a paradise world. The Emperors palace shone alomst like a second sun and was bright gold just like he was.
The Quilax and the Circus Folk had all been dumped into tiny little cell that could barely contain them. They had been forced to wait for hours whilst the Hylexans prepared the dark magics to punish them.
Most of the Quilax had spent the entire time weeping at all they had lost, others couldn’t take the waiting anymore and screamed at the Hylexans through the tiny window in the cell to get it over with. If only they knew the horrors the Hylexans intended to inflict on them, then they wouldn’t have been so desperate to get it over with. At the end of the cell the Circus Folk sat together. They had stayed mostly quiet throughout the ardous wait. There was nothing that any of them could say given the circumstances.
Ashlei in particular had felt so guilty getting caught up in all the hype for the few hours they had seemed safe in the flying city. Carlene held Ashlei tight throughout the journey and promised her that no matter what she wouldn’t let those slimy monsters hurt her. She had no idea how she was going to keep that promise however.
Keptis meanwhile spoke the most, though it was nothing but ranting at how much he was going to make the Hylexans pay for everything they had done.
The Circus Master on the other hand had been uncharacteristically silent throughout the whole ordeal. Even in the direst of circumstances he had always managed to remain somewhat up beat but here he said nothing. At certain points he even looked like he was in pain.
“I always thought I’d be happy the day he finally shut up” Denika said. “Now however, I’m terrified.”
Suddenly the door opened and a white, almost blinding light flooded the tiny cell. After a few seconds some of the Quilax began to leave the cell, not being able to take the wait any longer. Outside they saw several hunder Hylexans hovering in the sky above them, with the gigantic Golden Emperor in the middle. On each side of the Emperor were 3 black and 3 red Hylexans. Aside from the Hylexans there were hundreds of other aliens, made up from the other intelligent species in the Hylexans galaxy all gathered round to watch the gruesome spectacle. All of these races had at one point been enslaved by the Quilax and they were all revelling in their suffering and downfall.
The cell like everything else in the palace worked through magic. The door to the cell could be deposited anywhere around the palace the Emperor wanted.
The Emperor spoke. “Welcome my kin from across the galaxy. Different as we all are, we have all been brought together for the same reason. To finally see justice dealt to the monsters who persecuted all of us for so long, monsters who slaughtered our people, destroyed our cities and treated us all as less than animals.”
The aliens all cheered at the Emperors speech and shouted for blood.
“You’re the monsters.” Keptis shouted back at the bloodthirsty crowd, but his cheers were drowned out.
“Which of the monsters shall we punish first?” The Emperor said as he hovered over the terrified crowd of Quilax. “How about one of the children? Think of how many of our children suffered in your experiments and camps?” The Emperor said as its tentacles reached out towards a young boy, no older than 5 who clutched his mother in fear.
Carlene, Ashlei, Keptis, Florence, Denika and even the Strange Boy however got in the way of the young boy. The Circus Master stood on his own meanwhile, clutching his sides in pain. The others didn’t have time to worry about what he was doing.
“Pathetic coward. You go after the most vulnerable, and you send others to do your fighting for you.” Ashlei spat back at the Emperor. The Emperor in response wrapped his tentacles around Ashlei who instantly started to scream. The pain that ran through her entire body burned its way into her very soul.
The other Circus Folk tried to fight back, but the Hylexan guards quickly enveloped them in their tentacles from above.
The Emperor held Ashlei up to the crowd of aliens who were more curious at this strange creature than anything else though they still laughed at her pain. The crowd was made up of the very worst from all of the planets in the Hylexans galaxy. Not all of the other life forms in the galaxy supported what the Hylexans were doing, but they we all either silenced or too scared to do anything about to help the Quilax. The end of the Quilax race was being broadcast through magic to every inhabited planet in the galaxy and whilst the majority were watching with sadistic glee, many millions still looked on in disgust.
The Emperor dangled Ashlei over a large pit just in front of the crowd. The pit was similar to the one Keptis had been thrown in on the scout ship. After he was finished with them, the Emperor had intended to throw the last survivors of the Quilax into the pit to suffer forever. As Ashlei was placed over the pit she started to see images of her two brothers, alive again and living in Carlene’s mansion with the Vampire as the mother they never had. It felt so real, though thankfully not quite to the same extent as Keptis’ delusion. Still seeing them alive and knowing they were just illusions broke Ashlei’s heart and she begged the Emperor to stop.
The Emperor pulled Ashlei away from the pit and held her in front of the Quilax.
“If you agree to let the boy take your place, then I’ll spare you and your friends the pit.” The Emperor said. “Our quarrel is not with you aliens, but you must abandon all loyalty to the Quilax.”
Carlene was so overcome with rage she managed to pull the tentacles of the Hylexan holding her straight out of their sockets.
“You disgusting freaks I’ll tear you to pieces” The Vampire shouted before several Hylexans managed to overpower her.
In spite of the pain she was in, Ashlei did not give in to the monsters sadistic taunts.
“Just because you’re a coward don’t assume everyone else is.” Ashlei spat back at the Emperor. The Emperor tightened its grip on Ashlei to the point where it started to draw blood.
The monsters torture of Ashlei was interrupted when the Circus Master, who the crowd and even the Circus Folk had forgotten about suddenly jumped through the air and grabbed onto one of the Emperor’s tentacles.
The Emperor’s entire body suddenly turned grey and the monster let out an agonising scream. It dropped Ashlei who fell only a few feet to the ground. The other Hylexans stood in shock for a few minutes before coming to their Emperors aid. The Circus Master however actually managed to swing the Emperor into the monsters by his tentacle. As soon as the Emperor hit them, the Hylexans all turned grey and shattered. The Circus Master then swung the Emperor round again before throwing him into the crowd of aliens, most of whom were crushed under its weight. The few surviving aliens tried to flee, but they were soon swarmed by the Quilax who beat them to death. Askiro however just watched from the side with disgust. “So much for breaking the cycle of hatred” she thought to herself.
The Emperor lay there helpless and screaming whilst the Circus Master burst into laughter.
“You like to think you’ve conquered the dark arts to become the new masters of the galaxy, but in the end you’re just another dumb race of animals messing with forces you can’t even begin to comprehend.” The Circus Master spat out at the Emperor before suddenly fainting. Ashlei ran over to the Circus Master to try and revive him, whilst Denika, Carlene, Florence and the Strange boy fought off the few surviving Hylexan guards. Carlene was so overcome with rage she tore two of the monsters apart.
After the monsters were killed Denika placed a forcefield around the room, though she wasn’t sure how long it would last.
Carlene and Askiro rushed to Ashlei’s aid. “Thank you.” Askiro said. “You’ve helped our people again.”
“Thanks darling, but lets not get ahead of ourselves like last time” Carlene said as she helped Ashlei to her feet.
The Circus Master soon jumped to his feet somewhat renergised. “Ah good I didn’t dream making a fool of the Emperor on his big day.” The Circus Master smirked.
“Care to tell us what’s going on?” Florence asked.
“Its simple. When the Hylexans unleashed the Firax on us, I was able to absorb some of the magic into my body. My kind the Vandals, we absorb souls from our victims to feed through our claws. I used the same principal to take just a fraction of the dark magics that had tore our flying city apart. My kind have a greater immunity to magic so it didn’t kill me, but it took me a while to try and control it. Once I had I just had to unleash it on his majesty here to turn his own magics against him.”
The Circus Master sank to his knees. “I can’t hold the Firax in me much longer. We need to find the tent and get you lot out of here.”
“Well what are we waiting for? Lets kill this monster” Denika said as she charged up her magics to fire at the Emperor.
The Emperor raised his tentacles as his skin began to turn back to gold.
“You fools if you kill me this entire place will collapse and you will all die. This place is tied to my will and mine alone. You can’t kill me, but I can kill you no problem.”
“If you’re going to kill us anyway then we have nothing to lose. The Circus Master said as he stood defiantly in front of the others, his claws unsheathed.
The Emperor paused for a few moments before suddenly using his tentacles to shatter the forcefield and the wall behind him. Hundreds more Hylexans, both blue and red flew into the room.
“I don’t have to kill you myself.”
To Be Continued
“You’re awake. Finally, now we can have a long and civilised talk like gentlemen.” The Maliaks “God” said mockingly to the Professor.
“Demons more like” The Professor said as he stood up, his hands and feet both chained to a wall.
“I know what you are” The Professor continued. “I’ve met a few gods on my travels to know a phoney when I see one.”
“Ah yes in your time vessel. I’m still not sure about that, but well we’re out of options for now. Such a disappointment about the Maliaks.”
The Professor looked around and saw no one else was around. “Where are Lindsey and Kirsteen. If you’ve hurt either one of them I swear.”
“You’ll do what? I may not be a god, but I can still take care of a miserable child of Khastran no problem.”
“Where are they” The Professor said showing no concern at all for the “God’s” threats.
“They’re on their way back to your vessel. One of the females said she knows how to pilot it. They’re going to deposit a weapon against the Demons in the sky. One capable of harming all Demonic life. Sadly by the time my people developed it those monsters had swarmed our world. There’d have been no way of getting it into space, but with your vessel? We just might have a chance.”
“I see you weren’t willing to detonate it here because you’d go up with it. You were happy to let the Maliaks all die just to save your own skin.”
“Why should I sacrifice myself for them”. The God said in anger.
“They were nothing without me. Another primitive race who’d probably never have made it to the stars and would have been swept away by a natural disaster, exploited by a more advanced species, or vanished without a trace when their sun died. I gave them a purpose and a special place in the universe.”
“To be wiped out by Demons?”
“Its not my fault they weren’t up to task. I gave them all the knowledge and magic they needed. I appealed to their feeble superstitious brains. Told them that I was their god, I even assumed his form.” The Demon said as he morphed back into his true form and back. The Demons true form was much large and more forboding looking. It had white plated skin, large green eyes, 6 horns on its head and 4 sets of large sharp teeth.
“Its funny they seemed to be on the verge of giving up on that superstitious belief when I arrived.” The Demon said. “I told them that I had grown displeased with my other creations across the universe and that it was their job as the only children I was proud of to cleanse the universe of life. At first under my leadership they did manage to conquer a few primitive worlds and exterminate all of their inhabitants. Then they moved on to more advanced planets and even toppled a few empires. I was so proud. Then however several allied planets fought dirty. They forced all of their Demonic races to ally against my children. They were unprepared for such a force. They’d fought Demons on many worlds before, but on most planets Demons are tiny scattered forces. We were overwhelmed and pushed back to the Maliaks home planet. If they fail this time then I’ll leave them to their fate. There are trillions of other worlds out there.”
“I just don’t understand why? Why take an ordinary race and advance them through science and magic. You’re a Demon? Why not find a way to make them creatures like you?”
“I tried that many times before. Demons have greater power than any of the natural creatures. Your average Demon could tear apart 5 of my Maliaks in a fair fight. Unfortunately however Demons are all such cowardly backstabbing, worms. They can never work together. Every time I tried to lead them it was a disaster. They were constantly trying to usurp me, stab me in the back, abandoning each other in times of need. I could never hope to mobilise them as an effective force.”
“Angels meanwhile” he continued. “Even if they did ever follow me would never take another life unless it was defence. The Gods meanwhile were too powerful for me to lead, and even if I could they only care about themselves and their own interests. Natural creatures however? They’re the perfect foot soldiers. They can have the necessary aggression and desire to dominate like Demons. However they can also possess loyalty to one another, and to a strong leader like me. Sure physically most of them are weak, but even then that can be amended to with a little bit of genetic tampering here, a little bit of magic there, and a few culls of the weak and infirm of their race.”
“I think I’m going to be sick” The Professor said.
“You seem to be something of an anomaly” The God said to the Professor, ignoring his insults. “You’re a Demon, but you actually seem to care about those two women?”
“I wouldn’t expect you to understand.”
“That’s okay I don’t need too. All I need is to know that I can use that to force you to share your secrets of other worlds with me. If you don’t those two women will suffer. Assuming they make it back of course. If they don’t well I’ll butcher one Maliak child in front of you every day until you tell me. Understand.”
“I understand. I’m going to have to kill you, and I’m going to enjoy every second of it.” The Professor said back to the God who didn’t show any fear of the Vampire whatsoever.
“I used to collect the spines of people who promised that as trophies. I can’t remember why I stopped.” The Demon said.
The Professor still didn’t show any fear much to the gods annoyance. The god quickly called on his guards to take the Vampire away.
“You’ll learn to obey me Vampire.” The God said as the Professor was taken away.
“You’re a god make me and show your followers.” The Professor said as he was carried away.
Lindsey and Kirsteen were taken to the area they could teleport to the Professors vessel by an escort of 6 Maliak troops including the leader of the platoon that had ironically helped Kirsteen and the Professor break into the Demons mountain. Lindsey and the Professor could sense where it was due to their connection to the ship. Kirsteen could even feel its presence somewhat too, though her connection obviously wasn’t as strong.
Along the way they saw hundreds of mountains flying over the planet. The Maliaks were able to keep out of sight however, knowing it would be foolish to fight them. At various points Lindsey thought about running. She knew the Demons would still kill her regardless, but she felt it was worth it not to let the time vessel fall into the Maliak’s hands. Ultimately however she didn’t for Kirsteen’s sake. She and the Professor had brought her into this mess after all. They couldn’t have returned her to her own time, but they should never have brought her to this planet when she was inexperienced. Lindsey vowed that no matter what she was going to get Kirsteen out of this mess.
They soon reached the spot. “Remember not to try any tricks. We still have the old man and if you try anything we’ll send him back to you in pieces.” The leader of the Maliaks said.
“Born again little bloodthirsty fanatic aren’t you.” Lindsey said to the leader who pushed his gun to the side of Kirsteen’s head in response.
Lindsey hoped to stall the Maliaks long enough for the Demons to find them. They were out in the open now so there was a chance they could be spotted. Lindsey pretended the spell wasn’t working for a few minutes.
“What do you mean its not working.”
“I dont know maybe those Demons managed to find our ship, but the magic’s not taking us up.”
The Maliak’s leader was no fool and in response he shot Lindsey in the leg.
“You think you can trick me. Next time I’ll blow off each of your fingers.” The Maliak said.
“Okay, okay” Lindsey said knowing she was beat. In a flash they were all taken back up to the Professor’s vessel.
“This place is dire” The leader said derisively.
“Well we didn’t have time to redecorate after a Demon tried to kill us all. He was a real monster. He’d make short work of you and your punk ass god. ” Lindsey said as she fought through the pain in her leg.
“Can you take me to the medi bay please? If I bleed to death I can’t help you” Lindsey said.
“First take us to the control room. You can show us just before you bleed to death. The god however will not be kept waiting any longer.”
“God I hope those Demons eat you.” Lindsey said as the Demons made her limp down the corridor to the control room.
There Lindsey checked the controls and saw that there were hundreds of Demon ships outside.
“They obviously noticed there was something wrong with this area of space and they’ve gathered around it. There is nothing we can do to right now. If we move they’ll catch us for sure.”
“I’m not take a look at the scanner.”
“Its an illusion, you will take this ship to the furthest reaches of the solar system or I’ll.”
Suddenly Kirsteen broke down into tears.
“Stop making that noise its pathetic” The leader said to Kirsteen, whilst Lindsey limped over and tried to comfort Kirsteen.
“I can’t take this anymore, I just want to go home.” She whimpered. “My old life was miserable, but compared to this I just can’t.”
Before she finished Kirsteen kicked the Maliak nearest to her in the crotch and pulled its rifle off of it whilst it was in pain. She then shot two more Maliaks dead before pushing Lindsey behind a nearby control panel.
“I’m impressed” Lindsey said.
“Thanks. To be fair what I said is true, this is a fucking nightmare, but still.”
The 4 remaining Maliaks shot at the the control panel. Lindsey took the gun off of Kirsteen.
“No offence, but I’m a better shot” she said.
Lindsey shot at the ceiling above the 4 Maliaks. The blast distracted them for a few seconds allowing Lindsey to jump towards to the corpse of one of the Maliaks which she quickly hoisted up as a shield.
The Maliaks blasted chunks out of the former soldier, whilst Lindsey shot three more of the creatures before throwing what was left of the soldier she used as a shield into the leader. Whilst he struggled under the corpse, Lindsey held her gun at him, but did not fire.
The Maliak tried to reach for his gun, but Lindsey shot his hand off before shooting him in the chest. Lindsey then sank to her knees and began to faint. All of the adrenaline she had used to overcome the monsters began to wear off and the pain and the bloodloss was beginning to catch up with her. Kirsteen managed to catch Lindsey just as she fell.
“Lindsey, Lindsey come on we need to get you help.” Kirsteen said desperately.
Whilst she was distracted however, little did Kirsteen know the leader of the Maliaks who was stronger than the others had survived the shot to the chest. He was dying, but with his last ounce of strength he managed to push the corpse off of him and jump onto the main control panel. He quickly pushed several buttons which thrust the ship forward into the Demon vessel.
The entire vessel was rocked back and forth from the collision and Kirsteen and Lindsey were sent hurling to the other end of the room as was the Maliak and its bomb which it clutched onto.
Two of the Demon vessels were knocked out of orbit by the Professors vessel, but the hundreds of others began to surround the ship, ready to attack.
To Be Continued