Doctor Who Vs Scratchman: Part 9

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                              Based on a story by Tom Baker and Ian Marter

 

(Sorry about the delays. The lead up to Christmas has obviously been hectic. The final part of the current, Professor Fang and The Circus Master stories will be finished next week. In 2020 I will work out a more regular schedule for all 3 series.)

“This is where you’ve always been heading Time Lord and you know it.” The Demonic voice taunted.

“To tell you the truth I never knew where I was going. That’s what made it so fun.”

Suddenly a ball of flame began to appear just above the console. The Doctor tried to run away, but the flames quickly shot to right in front of him. The flaming sphere then started to form a humanoid shape with horns and cloven feet, before taking on an actual physical, humanoid form.

The creature had a furry, pale body, goat like legs and two very small horns on either side of its head. Its eyes were bright green, whilst its features were long and sharp. Its teeth were small and jagged. It’s actual speaking voice was very different in its natural form. It was more high pitched, yet somewhat softer sounding.

“I wanted you to see me as I truly am, for I was once like you, Doctor. My name is Pan, and I am a member of the Olyscias Federation.”

“The Olyscias Federation?” The Doctor said in disbelief. “They fell over 2000 years before the time period those villagers came from. You’ve been suffering in that monsters prison all that time?”

Elena suddenly came bursting through the door, carrying Yarox who was still weak after his ordeal.

“What’s going on Doctor we’ve.” Elena froze when she saw both Pan and the image on the scanner.

“Don’t worry I’m not him, though you’ll meet Scratchman soon enough, or the Devil or whatever you primitives call him. I am Pan, a once noble intergalactic traveller like your friend the Doctor here.”

“Doctor what is he talking about.”

“He claims to be from the Olyscias Federation. They were a collective of a number of highly advanced beings who sought to elevate other races across the universe to their level. They’d visit planets, fix whatever problems they could, and share their knowledge with them. They visited earth I believe many centuries ago. They helped lay the foundations for the Ancient Greeks society. Pan from what I remember was something of a renegade, who enjoyed being worshipped on whatever world he came too as a god, without doing much to help the natives.”

“Those stories were exaggerated!” Pan fired back.

“Still it is true to some extent that I was a bit of a vagabond in my younger days, but then aren’t we all? In my later years I truly tried to make amends for my selfish behaviour, and that’s what got me trapped in here. My people, when we stayed on earth we detected that certain human minds were being drained by a mysterious force. With our superior technology we traced the dimensional rip. Several of us travelled to Scratchman’s realm to try and save the human souls, but we ended up as the servants of Scratchman instead. Hades was once the proudest of our warriors, and now he serves Scratchman, ruling over the darkest pit of this hell. We were far from the only aliens ever to visit this planet to try and stop Scratchman. Thousands of advanced life forms have detected his presence, and the rip to his dimension. In fact the earth has a reputation in certain corners of the galaxy for being the home of Scratchman. The earthlings are pitied more than any other races across the galaxy as a result. Poor primitives have no idea that the hardships for life are nothing compared to what awaits so many of them in the beyond. Many alien species have visited the earth to try and sever Scratchman’s connection to it, stop him from entering his world, some have tried to harness the power from his realm for their own purposes. All now either serve him or lie at the bottom of that molten lake, screaming forever. Many have entered humanity’s mythology of course. The dark knight? He was once a noble alien warrior who came to earth to stop the ultimate evil. Scratchman not only killed him, but made him a kind of messenger, who takes people to hell from the earth. Charon? Once a brave daredevil., fighter pilot in the Hesrika league, now the humble ferryman of the dead.”

“This is what awaits you Time Lord. I just hope that when he makes you his new servant, he finally releases me.” Pan said before vanishing into a puff of black smoke.The two TARDIS doors soon opened, and despite his best efforts the Doctor wasn’t able to close them. All of the TARDIS’s systems appeared to be dead or at least locked.

“Well I guess we’ll have to play Scratchman or Pan’s sick game for now.” The Doctor said to his two companions as he headed out onto the red, barren landscape. Though the Doctor was terrified, he really didn’t need any persuasion to explore the landscape before him. No matter what the circumstances the Doctors hunger for discovery knew no bounds.

Elena meanwhile was more reluctant. She wasn’t eager to see what other fears or horrors Pan or any of Scratchman’s minions could cull from her mind, but she knew she couldn’t let the Doctor just walk off on his own.

“If only he’d just think once before he goes off” Elena moaned to Yarox who was still weak and needed help from Elena just to walk.

Outside the air of the planet was intensly hot. Elena and Yarox almost collapsed at first, whilst even the Doctor had taken rest on a nearby rock, though he quickly jumped up as it was scorching.

As the three time travellers got closer to the molten lake they could hear the moans and the screams of those trapped within getting louder and louder until they were almost unbearable.

The sky above meanwhile was nothing but flames.

“I can see why Scratchman wants to leave this place. Only problem is he seems to have a bad habit of making everywhere he moves too the same.” The Doctor said as he stared at something in the distance.

It was hard to make out clearly in the scorching heat, but the Doctor could see something begin to move from under the red sand. It looked like a long clawed arm, though again it was hard to make out from the distance.

Suddenly however hundreds more creatures began to crawl out from under the sand in front of the Doctor, Yarox and Elena.

There hunders of different types of beasts. Some resembled rotting corpses, others giant horned Demons, some were flaming figures just like Pan had been on earth. The army of monsters pushed the Doctor, Yarox and Elena back to the very edge of the molten lake.

With nothing to lose, the Doctor and Elena tried to fight the monsters, but they were hopelessly overpowered. Yarox despite still being somewhat weak from the torture also did his best to help his friends, but he too was overpowered in a matter of seconds. The three time travellers were pushed towards the very edge of the cliff over the molten lake.

“Stop, the master wants to speak with the Time Lord personally.”

The Doctor looked up to see a small, cloaked figure emerging from the crowd of abominations. Its face was green and rotting, whilst its teeth were small and very sharp.

“My dear Doctor, I hope you haven’t been made too uncomfortable.” The figure said in a mocking tone.

“I am Charon, the ferryman of the dead. I will take you across the lake in my boat.”

“Boat? I thought it was a raft” the Doctor said.

“It used to be, but hardly anyone would ever make it across. The souls would pull them in. Even with the boat, so few people make it across. I keep telling Scratchamn to upgrade, but to be honest I think that’s the point. Don’t worry though, he really wants to speak with you, so you should be safe.”

“Safe? I’d rather take my chances in the lake.” The Doctor said.

“Well, to be honest so would I, but you can’t fight the master. You can’t fight him anywhere, but certainly not in his domain.”

With no other choice, the three time travellers headed across the burning sands to what looked like a large, strange, purple boat. The boat was shaped like a cone, with a hatch opening up at the front.

“Its from my home planet, or rather its meant to look like it.”

“Nothing like a little piece of home eh.” Yarox said somewhat nervously.

“Not at all. This is the boat I died in. It was ripped apart by one of the monsters, the Kraken from Scratchman’s reality that he sent to terrorise the earth. Though its killed me many times since. The Kraken lives in the lake. Often it will tear this ship apart and throw the souls into the lake, before devouring me. I always reappear back in the harbour however, waiting for the next group of souls and my next death.”

“I’m sorry.” Elena said.

“Its okay, I no longer fear death. How could I when I’ve died hundreds of times already. Its the waking up bit after that’s the worst. I just hope one of these days he lets me rest.

The inside of the ship was dark and dank and filled with rotting corpses.

“Your latest passengers I take it?” The Doctor asked.

“No my first. They were the other members of my team when we first came to earth. We all had such high hopes that we would be the ones to take down Scratchman. Their bodies are to serve as a reminder of my failure, but I stopped caring a long time ago.”

The boat quickly sped through the lake.

“It won’t take long. The Masters castle is on the edge of the lake. He likes to watch the souls suffer in the morning.”

“I just can’t wait to meet him the Doctor said.”

Yarox sat at the edge of the room, away from the bodies. Once again Elena was the only one to notice his discomfort and tried to console him, whilst the Doctor kept bugging Charon with questions.

“I’m sorry Yarox, I know what you saw. I saw it too. This is the price of the life we live. The freedom, from everything, responsibility, time itself. ”

“Its not that.” Yarox said with regret.

“I, I wasn’t strong. When those Daleks or whatever they were, the hallucinations were torturing me I, I gave in Elena. I betrayed you and the Doctor.”

“We know. We saw it.”

“I understand if you want to throw me off the TARDIS.”

“Its not my choice I’m afraid. I don’t blame you though. Scratchman, or whatever that creature conjured up your darkest fears.”

“But what if those Daleks had been real? I would have told them everything. I would have happily taken them to the TARDIS just to be free from that pain. I don’t think I can cope.”

“Where will you go? You can’t go back home. Suppose we just dump you somewhere, and then you find you can’t cope there, but you have no one to help you? I admit there is still a lot about the Doctor I don’t understand, but I know he’d never just leave you somewhere. Also even if he did, I’d go with you.”

Yarox was greatly moved by Elena’s words but he still couldn’t help but feel he didn’t deserve her loyalty.

“Fascinating” the Doctor said loudly.

It wasn’t really but he was trying to annoy Charon by distracting him with pointless questions, but the ferryman of the dead was not taking the Doctors bait.

Charon didn’t seem malicious like Pan. He seemed quite laid back and even charming in some ways, but really he was more just detatched from everything around him. The Doctor felt he could strike him physically and Charon still wouldn’t react.

Just then the ship suddenly stopped.

“Its the souls from the lake. Sometimes they’ll try and pull people in. Misery loves company and all that. Don’t worry they are easy to deal with.” Charon said as he reached for a weapon under the counter.

The damned souls started to rip the hatch open. Elena and Yarox quickly stood beside the Doctor, though he was just as defenceless as they were. Elena made sure to try and push Yarox behind her, though he tried to push her behind him. He was determined to make up for his earlier cowardice.

The creatures bodies were burned almost beyond recognition. The skin of each of the monsters was black and decaying, their eyes were burned out sockets, and their green broken teeth were exposed.

Despite this however they could see very clearly and shuffled towards the Doctor and Charon.

“This weapon will take them down. It destroy’s their souls completely. I don’t think they want to harm us, they just want it all to be over. I’m more than happy to oblige.” Charon said as he fired at the monsters, burning them all into nothing.

As soon as Charon tried to start the ship again however the Doctor siezed his chance and tried to tackle the ferryman of the dead. Charon however just simply hurled the Doctor across the room. Elena next tried to use her Acturian kung fu on Charon, but she was overpowered just as easily.

Yarox next prepared to strike but Charon simply laughed at him. It was the only emotion the ferryman of the dead had shown so far.

“I have to take people across a burning lake to hell. You really think that I can’t defend myself?”

Suddenly Yarox and Charon were both distracted by a hideous shrieking sound.

“No it can’t be.” Charon said.

“It was a trap, those souls were”

Charon quickly tried to start the ship, but before he could three hideous, blue, winged monsters descended on the hatch.

“Harpies!” Charon screamed as he tried to start the boat. The boat wasn’t moving however because several more souls in the lake were holding it in place. Incredible Charon thought to himself. He had never seen so many souls be able to hold off the agony from being in the lake for this long.

One of the Harpies quickly grabbed Elena in its talons. Another tried to grab the Doctor, but Charon quickly fired on it.

Unfortunately the Harpy with Elena quickly ascended to the skies above the lake. Charon couldn’t fire on it now without sending Elena into the lake of fire. She was in those monsters custody.

To Be Continued

 

 

 

 

 

Doctor Who Vs Scratchman: Part 8

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                            Based on a story by Tom Baker and Ian Marter

 

“EXTERMINATE, EXTERMINATE” the metal monsters screeched at Yarox who in desperation tried to climb up a nearby tree. He knew he couldn’t get out of the Daleks line of fire by simply running away, but as soon he started to climb the trunk, one of the Daleks had already hovered to the very top ahead of him.

“YOU WILL NOT ESCAPE!” The Dalek taunted as it aimed its gun down. Yarox closed his eyes and prepared for the worst. Being shot by a Dalek was literally the most painful way to die. Their death rays stimulated every single pain receptor in a person’s body to the maximum they could be.

To Yarox’s surprise however he heard one of the Daleks screaming instead.

“HELP, HELP EMERGENCY”

Yarox turned round to see several more humans, similar in appearance to those he had left behind in his own time swarming the Dalek from behind. The Dalek that had hovered to the top of the tree started to open fire on them, whilst the Dalek on the ground was able to push several more off. The humans were weak, sickly and battered looking. They had only been able to momentarily swarm the Dalek due to their large numbers, but in a matter of seconds the two monsters had gunned them all down.

Yarox used the opportunity to jump down from the tree and speed off through the undergrowth. He hated having to leave the others, but he knew that there was nothing he could do against the two Daleks. As he ran through the thick forest aimlessly, Yarox saw the Daleks green rays heading in his direction, melting all of the trees and plant life around him. He jumped to behind a nearby tree narrowly missing the Daleks rays. As it was being this close to the radiation from the Dalek rays was still enough to cause Yarox tremendous pain. He’d never felt agony like it before as the background radiation from the rays soaked every cell in his body. He wanted to scream, but the Daleks were right above his head. Fortunately they hadn’t seen him hiding in the undergrowth just yet. They were firing at random into the woods to try and smoke Yarox out. He had to keep moving, but the pain was so much he could barely move. As soon as the rays started to move closer to him however, Yarox instantly jumped in the opposite direction. The brief burst of adrenaline gave Yarox enough strength to stumble through the woods a short distance before he collapsed again face first onto the earth above the TARDIS floor. He almost fainted in the process.

When Yarox pulled his head up from the dirt, he saw the woods ahead of him were gone. The entire landscape had changed. Up ahead was a Dalek camp, where hundreds more humans were being worked in the Daleks filthy mines. The most disturbing sight however was just outside the mine, where those the Daleks deemed unfit for work were being lined up for extermination.

The humans included men, women, children and the elderly. They were all incredibly frail, some couldn’t stand, others were even missing limbs. One at the front, a child was crawling along on the floor, clearly unable to see.

“EXTERMINATE” one of the Daleks shouted as it fired on the prisoners, one after another. The Dalek could have easily doused them all in the radiation at once, but it chose to kill them one at a time instead. The screams from each prisoner were deafening. Even after all the prisoners had suffered they still feared death at the hands of the Daleks and some of them even got on their knees only to be cut down. Yarox couldn’t take it anymore and tried to crawl back through the woods, but when he turned around he saw the woods had been set ablaze. The two Daleks were flying through the fire, completely unaffected.

“THE HUMANOID WILL BE FOUND! ALL RESISTANCE WILL BE CRUSHED! DALEKS ARE THE SUPREME BEINGS!”

Yarox was so terrified he crawled behind a nearby tree and curled himself up into a ball, and put his fingers in his ears to try and cover up the screams. This was his worst nightmare coming true. Yarox hadn’t even thought about the Doctor and Elena during the ordeal. The only escape he thought was possible was a quick death.

Elena meanwhile was jolted awake by the Daleks screams of exterminate. Her room was just a few decks above the garden. She was so exhausted from her ordeal against Scratchman that she had collapsed into a sleep almost the second she hit the bed. The Daleks rasping battle cries, as well as the screams from their victims would be enough to wake her from even a coma. Like Yarox, Elena was terrified of the Daleks more than any of the other monstrosities she had encountered on her travels with the Doctor.

“No they can’t be here.” She said to herself.

“THE DOCTOR IS LOCATED, ALERT, ALERT” One of the Daleks below screamed.

Elena quicky jumped out of her bed to try and find the Doctor, but the door to her room suddenly sealed itself shut. She tried to pull on the door, but it wouldn’t budge, so she tried to kick it down, but again it wouldn’t move.

“Why do you bother.”

Elena turned around only to see there was no one there.

“This is not your time. Not your home. Why bother travelling half way around the universe to solve some problem that would never have affected you, when there are people at home who need your help?”

“Who are you, what trick is this?”

“I am a servant of the Master.”

“Scratchman? I thought we sent the last of your lot back into the hell you came from.”

“When I attacked the TARDIS during that sacrifice I was able to take refuge in the heart of the console. The TARDIS itself acted as an unwilling shield when the rest of the Masters servants were pulled back into his realm. It took me a long time, but I was eventually able to work from within. I can control more superficial aspects of this vessel, but I still need.”

“You still need the Doctor, and let me guess you’re going to hurt us until he helps you. You’re so predictable.”

“No I’m going to cut a deal with you. If you convince the Doctor to help us, then I’ll send you back home.”

“Why would I do that?”

“You are selfish that’s why. You may play the hero to the others, but I know deep down you only care about yourself. The only reason you do this, is so that you won’t be seen as the failure of the family, which is what you always were. You let that man get pulled into our domain where he suffers every day while you go on quite happy. Most people after leaving someone to that fate, wouldn’t be able to sleep so easily.”

“There was nothing I could have done.”

“Oh please, no one else is around now Elena, I can read your thoughts. I know you. You were a sad joke of a woman whose life was going nowhere, while your sister was a famous astronaut. You lived off of your parents, bled them dry, never made any effort to turn yourself around, until the Doctor came along. With a quick fix he gave you a spot on the TARDIS, no responsibility, and the odd monster aside an easy life. You’ll always take the easy way out Elena.”

“If you want to cut a faustian deal this isn’t the best way. What about buttering me up, trying to play on my vanity. You call me a failure?”

“I’m being honest with you young lady. I’m giving you the one chance you have to do the right thing.”

“And let a Demon into the universe?”

Just then Elena suddenly saw an image of her parents appearing at the far edge of the room. They both looked much older however.

“What are you doing?”

“This is your parents future. I am linked to the TARDIS a machine that can not only travel through time and space, but look into potential futures. How do you think it knows what timelines are safe for the Doctor to meddle in? This is a potential future for your parents. Its what will happen if you stay with the Doctor.”

“What is happening.”

“They are mourning the loss of their daughter. Your sister to be precise. Killed in a mission in deep space, I won’t show you the gruesome details. Not yet anyway.”

“Its nothing but a cheap lie.”

“Can you be sure though? Besides you haven’t seen the best part yet. Losing one child is hard, but how do you think they will cope with losing two.”

“You’re saying I die?”

“No you don’t die. In fact you’ll live a long and happy life, but you will never return to your own time. You know how unreliable the TARDIS and the Doctor are. They’ll try to get you home, but he’ll miss it by about 100 years or so. Once that timeline is set for you, you can’t go back without creating a paradox. You’re parents will never know what became of you.

After your mother passes on from a broken heart, your father will spend most of his days waiting by the window, staring out in hope that his little girl will come to visit him one last time.”

“Shut up, you sick.”

“See for yourself.”

Elena saw an image of her father, weak, frail and utterly broken, staring out of a small window in a nursing home.

“We’re all just abandoned and forgotten about in the end, but imagine not knowing if your other little girl is even alive. If that careless moron she went off with got her killed, if she’s suffering in a Dalek camp thousands of light years away, been converted into a Cyberman, or if she just doesn’t care about you anymore?”

“Please stop it”

“You can avert this future now. This is your only chance. I can send you back to the 31st century. You can be reunited with you parents, stop your sisters death. I can give you an easy life back in the 31st century. Stay with the Doctor however and do you really trust that old fool to take you back to the correct time. You know how many mistakes he makes whenever he tries to get to the right time? You laugh them off normally, but this time?”

“Its a lie, I’d be a moron for listening to you.”

“Its true I am a Demon with an agenda, but are you willing to gamble with your families lives? Do you really trust the Doctor to get you home?”

Elena stared at the image of her father looking out the window, waiting for his daughter who would most likely never come for several minutes. She knew the Demon was trying to trick her, yet his words still tormented her. What if he was right, not only about her families future, but about her. She was sure that she had done everything to help Stanley, but then she remembered how she used to be. The first 30 or so years of her life were a complete waste. She was lazy, she constantly got into trouble and embarassed her parents. She thought about all the times she had let them down and couldn’t bare the thought of doing so again. Then however she thought about Stanley once more. If it was true that she had left him to suffer in the Demon’s dimension because she was afraid, then she owed it to him to do all she could to stop the last of Scratchman’s minions here and now.

“No.” She said proudly.

“Maybe you’re right about everything, about me only caring about myself, and if you are its time I stopped doing the selfish thing, which would be to help you free your Master into the universe, just for the sake of my family.”

The Demonic voice burst out laughing.

“Perhaps I should show you what is in store for your sister then? Its one thing to be a sad lonely old man, but what they did to her? Its beyond description.  Just a few years after you left the 31st century, her ship will be attacked by a race of creatures known as the Yisear. The Yisear will never become a major power like the Daleks or the Cybermen, but in some ways they are among the most vicious creatures in the galaxy. Your sister was very unlucky to stumble into their domain.”

Elena couldn’t even look at the Yisear they were so horrifying. She repeatedly tried to kick on the door, but it still wasn’t moving. With her sisters screams ringing in her ears, Elena with all of her strength picked up a nearby chair and rammed it into the door, but yet again it didn’t budge.

Elena turned around to see the monsters attacking her sister and in fury she jumped into the illusion to try and attack the creatures. Her hands and feet however just went completely through the monsters and even her sister when she tried to grab her.

“This is a lie, an illusion!” Elena screamed as she continued to fight, pointlessly with the illusionary creatures.

After a few more moments however, the illusions vanished and the door opened.

“I’m not done with you yet.” The voice taunted.

Elena ran down the corridor to the garden screaming for the Doctor.

“HUMANOID LIFE FORM DETECTED! ADVANCE ADVANCE!”

“They’re not real, they’re illusions.” Elena said to herself as she headed down stairs. When she reached the door to the Garden however she saw that it was gone. There was nothing but a black wall. As she pounded on it, she heard the unwelcome sound of two Daleks coming up behind her.

“YOU ARE AN ASSOCIATE OF THE DOCTOR YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED!” The Daleks screeched.

Elena tried to keep her cool. She knew they weren’t real, but up this close she couldn’t help but tremble in terror at the sight of the most evil creatures in the universe.

“EXTERMINATE, EXTERMINATE, EXTERMINATE!”

Elena still didn’t back down and as the Daleks cornered her against a wall the monsters suddenly stopped.

“Just as I thought a real Dalek would have killed me by now.”

The two Daleks faded into nothing much to the mutant’s relief. At the end of the corridor Elena could see the Doctor running frantically towards her.

“Elena, I’m so glad to.” Before the Time Lord could even finish, Elena tripped him up.

“What are you doing?”

“Sorry I just had to be sure you were real.”

“Well at least I know you are real.”

“Doctor what is going on? I thought you sent all of those things back to the other universe.”

“I know, one of them it seems managed to slip through the net. Its conjuring up images from our minds to torment us. Don’t believe them for a second.”

The Doctor got to work on the door, with his sonic screwdriver. He knew the wall was an illusion, but he still had to find a way to open the jammed door.

“Yarox is in there. These Daleks are his worst fear, though some of the memories are culled from my mind.”

“Doctor, what did you see.” Elena asked, not sure if she should. She knew how secretive the Doctor could be, but she was scared with all he had seen that something worse might be lurking around the corner.

“I saw many things. Daleks, Cybermen. There’s some horrible memories tucked up in here. Some wonderful ones too of course, but lets just say my head is not always a pleasant place to be.”

“What I saw this time was one of my enemies. The Master.”

“The Master?”

“He’s not Scratchman. He’s a Time Lord like me. We’ve been fighting for thousands of years. I’ve tried to finish him so many times, but he always gets away. He always shows up again to cause more suffering. He’s tried to finish me too of course. We’ve never managed to rub the other one out. Whenever I see him I know that no matter who wins, more innocent people will die. Yet whenever he’s not fighting me I worry about the chaos he’s causing all over the galaxy. This wasn’t just a vision of the Master however. He was, he was attacking the worlds I have saved, the people I’ve saved. I have done so many things wrong, made so many mistakes, but knowing that I’ve saved people, it makes it easy for me to sleep at night. The Master however was destroying them all, killing the friends I’ve left behind and I was powerless. I had to watch him standing over my former companions bodies, in the ruins of earth and other worlds, laughing at me that my entire life had been worthless.”

“I’m sorry Doctor. I saw my parents and my sister. I had always thought that they were relieved to get rid of me.  I wasn’t up to much back home. I was a bit of a burden, but in the vision they were alone, miserable, waiting for me.”

“We have to ignore these visions Elena. This Demon wants to break us so it can use the TARDIS to free its Master. Always remember that whatever this Demon can throw at us, its nothing compared to what Scratchman can do if he gets free. He created this monster.”

The wall soon vanished and the TARDIS door flung open.

“Ah see, your illusions are nothing but cheap tricks” the Doctor said proudly. “You think I can’t rework the lock on one of the doors of my own TARDIS?”

“Or maybe I want you to see what’s happened to your friend.” The voice taunted.

The garden had been replaced with a long, drab silver corridor. The Doctor instantly recognised it as being of Dalek design, as did Elena. Up ahead they could hear Yarox’s screams.

The Doctor quickly ran down the corridor, passing through several more illuisonary Daleks in the process. At the end of the corridor he saw Yarox strapped to a table with two Daleks standing over him.

“I don’t understand they’re just illusions, how can they hurt him?”

“He thinks they are real. These memories are not his however. They’re mine. This is a memory of the Daleks camps, the worst place in the universe. They’ve kept people alive in these torture chambers for decades, even centuries in a state of perpetual agony.

“YOU ARE AN ASSOCIATE OF THE DOCTOR, YOU WILL TELL US WHERE HE IS!” One of the Daleks screamed at Yarox.

“I don’t know where, I would tell you if I could, but you took me from his TARDIS.” Yarox said in desperation.

The Doctor paused for a second. He had hoped Yarox would have been stronger, but he didn’t blame him for giving in. The Daleks torture device used the same principle as their guns of stimulating all pain receptors, except it did not damage the tissue like their death rays and thus kept the victim alive in the worst agony.

The Doctor and Elena ran through the two Dalek torturers and tried to help Yarox snap out of it.

“Its all just a dream Yarox, these monsters aren’t real, you’re still on the TARDIS. The pain isn’t real, its an illusion.”

Yarox wasn’t listening however. He felt sure it was another trick from the Daleks to get him to let his guard down.

“PLEASE, PLEASE JUST KILL ME” Yarox pleaded with the Daleks.

Elena tried hitting him, but he didn’t even feel it through the pain of the imaginary Dalek’s torture device.

The Doctor then tried to pull Yarox off of the table, but unfortunately the Demon was using its actual power to hold him onto the illusion. Still the Doctor tried and tried with Elena’s help until eventually he was able to wrench Yarox free. As soon as Yarox was free the illusion of the Dalek ship, and the Daleks themselves vanished into smoke and the Doctor, Elena and Yarox were back in their garden again.

Yarox had by this stage fainted after everything he had went through. Elena cradled him in her arms, whilst the Doctor searched around the woods for any sign of the Demon.

The TARDIS suddenly started to shake violenty enough for the Doctor to be knocked off of his feet.

“What are you doing to my ship?”

“You are a fool Time Lord. These illusions were not designed to break you, rather to distract you. The TARDIS had unknowingly shielded me from being pulled into the other universe for a time, but even it couldn’t keep me here forever. Eventually I will be pulled back too, so I decided to fuse myself to your machine’s very core. When I am finally pulled back into Scratchman’s domain, so will the TARDIS and all of you. There your machine will give Scratchman the power he needs to enter your universe. Of course if you had been in the console room you would have detected my presence and been able to eject me right away. These illusions culled from your worthless life have given me the time I needed.”

The Doctor quickly ran back to the console room, with the Demon taunting him as it did.

“You’re too late. I was thinking of killing you, but the Master may have some fun with you and your companions instead. The horrible things you’ve seen Doctor can allow him to create a very special hell for all three of you.”

The TARDIS shook again, much more violently than before, with several of the Doctors clocks and ornaments that decorated the walls falling and breaking. The Cloister bell began to ring again. Once the machine had calmed down the Doctor made his way to the console room, where he saw on the scanner that the ship had landed.

On the scanner the Doctor could see the landscape was a mostly barren wasteland, save for a few rocks that led to a large boiling lake. The earth was completely red, whilst the sky was burning.

The Time Lord knew where they had landed, but couldn’t bring himself to say it. He couldn’t even believe it existed.

To Be Continued

 

Doctor Who Vs Scratchman Part 7

 

                           Based on a story by Tom Baker and Ian Marter

The TARDIS console started to catch fire. In his struggle with the Goblins, the Doctor managed to hurl one over his shoulder with a judo flip, sending it head first into the flaming console.

The Doctor quickly managed to clobber another of the creatures over the head with a piece of furniture that he had tried to block the door with, knocking it off its feet.

The Doctor and the rest of the Goblins were soon thrown off of their feet as the Dragon again started to panic. The monster was being pulled from one dimension to the other. The Doctor in the confusion quickly ran around the console to see if there was any part of it that was still operable, but the whole thing was a mass of fire.

The Tardis was struggling with the Dragon, and the Goblins attack had only weakened her strength. Still she struggled on however, and the struggle between the TARDIS and the Dragon threatened to rip a hole in the time vortex itself.

The Doctor quickly went to one of the roundrels and ripped it off. The Time Lord then tried to redeposit the power from various rooms across the lower deck of the TARDIS, (which caused them to vanish) and into the console.

After a few seconds the fire vanished completely from the console and the TARDIS was in complete control again.

The Doctor then fired a small sample of excess energy left over from the lower decks at the Goblins. It didn’t kill them, but succeeded in knocking the monsters out cold.

In the Inquisitore’s torture chamber meanwhile Elena, Yarox, the villagers and the Goblins were now more focused on trying to escape than fighting each other. The Dragon’s thrashing threw them wildly around the room. One of the villagers was even killed, when he hit his head against the steel walls!

Worse still the portal to the Inquisitore’s hell began to fluctuate and it grow bigger. All of those at the back were quickly swallowed by the portal, whilst those at the front struggled to crawl towards the door, but just as they reached it however the door slammed shut. From the main control room the leader of the Goblins, in a final spiteful act used the last of the power in the Dragon to seal the room shut. He was desperate that the humans would not just be killed in the crash, but have to endure the hell he had come from.

Elena pounded on the door as hard as she could, but it was made of reinforced steel. The portal drew closer and closer, consuming more and more Goblins and villagers. Stanley, Yarox, Sophie and Jonathan all huddled around Elena and tried to help her push on the door, but it was no use.

Stanley in a final act of self sacrifice pushed the others in front of him as the portal drew closer and he was pulled into it. Two of the villagers and Elena tried to pull him back, and with all of their strength. They almost succeeded, but just when they were on the cusp of pulling him free, the portal would grow and engulf Stanley again. On the other side of the portal Stanley and the others could hear the screams of the damned souls of Scratchman’s domain, whilst the heat from the portal was unbearable. As the portal grew larger and larger, Elena realised that unless they let go, they too would be consumed alongside Stanley and with regret she not only let him go, but pulled the other two villagers back before the portal swallowed all 4 of them. The last image Elena saw of Stanley was of him screaming at her for help. His screams from the other side lingered on for a few seconds afterwards, which felt like an eternity for Elena and the rest of the villagers.

Just as all seemed lost the TARDIS suddenly materialised around the frightened villagers. The Doctor couldn’t move the TARDIS until the last second, and had been forced to watch with horror at the sight of the villagers he couldn’t save being pulled into hell. Even when the TARDIS landed around them, not all of the villagers were caught in its dematerialisation field, and a further five were pulled into hell.

Only twenty of the villagers in total were rescued by the Doctors TARDIS, but the leader of the Goblins still screamed in frustration and anger at the sight of any of them escaping.

“Foolish Time Lord” The monster said to itself. “You think you have escaped, but you will still deliver him to this reality.”

The Dragon let out one last agonizing scream before its body vanished in a blaze of fire that spread out over the entire sky of the small island below. The TARDIS only barely managed to escape from being pulled into Scratchman’s hell with the Dragon, but it was far from a smooth landing. The TARDIS simply plummeted to earth from the flames, rather than materliasing. The strain on the old girl had been incredible. Almost all of her power appeared to be drained, though fortunately the reserve banks were still fine. It was the first time the Doctor had been forced to use them however in over 2 thousand years.

“I’m sorry old girl, I really am, but it looks like we did it.” The Doctor said as he gently tapped the battered console.

“We’re fine thanks.” Mrs Tulloch, one of the few lucky survivors alongside her daughter Sophie, said from the back.

Some of the villagers had been knocked out in the crash, but most were thankfully unhurt.

The Doctor quickly left the TARDIS to see if there were any traces of “Scratchman’s” influence, whilst Elena and Yarox tended to the surviving villagers. Many of the villagers however didn’t want to even look at Elena after what happened with Stanley.

“You coward. Stanley was willing to give his life for us and you, you left him.”

“I’m sorry, there was nothing we could do, and if I hadn’t pulled you free, you’d have joined him.” Elena tried to say before more of the villagers cut her off.

Yarox soon came to her defence.

“Don’t you dare call her a coward. I owe my life to her many times over. I can assure you she would have done anything she could do to save your friend.” Yarox protested.

The other villagers weren’t listening, except for Mrs Tulloch.

“All I know is that if it weren’t for this woman, or either of her strange friends my little girl wouldn’t be alive now. We should be thanking them.”

Most of the rest of the villagers weren’t convinced, and even Elena herself wasn’t convinced. She knew that it hadn’t been because she was scared. She had made peace with her own death many years ago. She had to, or else she would never have been able to travel with the Doctor, but she wondered if she had been too rash ironically in trying to protect the other villagers. In truth there wasn’t anything else she could have done for Stanley, but that tiny bit of doubt would sadly stay with Elena for the rest of her life.

Outside the Doctor saw that much of the forest the TARDIS had crashed into had been burned to the ground by the dragon in its death throes. Even though there might still be danger, the Doctor would much rather be out here than deal with the villagers. Though they were his favourite species, the Doctor could sometimes get more than a little frustrated at human beings tendency to lash out when they were scared, and was in no mood to deal with it.

In the distance the Doctor could see a few Scarecrow’s shuffling awkwardly in his direction. They all looked extremely weak however and some of them were even collapsing.

“Please.” One of the Demons whimpered as it crawled along the floor to the Doctor.

“We’re being pulled back into his domain. We can’t go back, we can’t. He promised us peace if we delivered you to him. Please for our sakes Time Lord.”

The Doctor kept his distance from the Scarecrow’s. He knew they wouldn’t last much longer in this reality, but still he wasn’t taking any chances.

“I’m sorry” the Doctor said. “I wish there was something I could do for you, but I had to protect this world.”

“Please, please don’t let us.” The Scarecrow said before it and all of the others around it crumbled into nothing but dust. Their minds or souls had been pulled back into the hell from which they came. It was over. All of Scratchman’s influence had been seemingly purged from this universe and the monster was sealed back in its pit. The cost however had been huge. Another entire universe would still have to suffer under that creature, whatever it was and there was seemingly nothing the Doctor could do to help them.

The Doctor, Elena and Yarox would be forced to spend the next day on the island. The TARDIS was not only in no position to travel, but they needed to make sure there were no more portals left over from Scratchman’s dimension. The villagers didn’t speak much with the three time travellers during their stay. Not only was there still resentment towards Elena, but the villagers didn’t trust or like the Doctor much either. Many feared that he was in league with the Demons, or that he was a Warlock of some kind. The Doctor and Elena and Yarox would help the villagers search the island for other survivors (of which there were sadly none), but other than that they kept their distance.

By the time a team arrived to rescue the villagers, the TARDIS was ready to leave and the Doctor, Yarox and Elena slipped away without even saying goodbye. The story of what happened on the island would briefly become a sensation, though the government would be quick to supply a cover up story. The island would remain abandoned however, with no one daring to ever go near it again.

As the TARDIS hurled its way through the vortex, there was an awkward silence among the three time travellers. Though Scratchman was defeated, the cost had been too high. What troubled the Doctor the most however was the fact that he still had no idea what Scratchman really was. The Doctor could never stand not knowing the truth about somewhere he had visited or a new life form he had discovered, but when it was something that terrified him he couldn’t bare it.

“Well lets hope the old girl will take us somewhere a bit more relaxing next eh” The Doctor said. “I think after that ordeal she’ll probably want a rest for a bit. I’m heading down to the library.” The Doctor said.

In truth the Doctor was wanting to look through his books to see if he could find anything about Scratchman. It would be hard to seperate the myths from the fact, but surely there must be something, he thought to himself. The Doctor was too consumed in his latest obsession to notice the pain his companions were in. He didn’t mean to insensitive, but when the Doctors desire for new knowledge ironically often caused him to overlook what was right in front of him.

Elena meanwhile just wanted to retreat to her quarters below.

“You know it really wasn’t your fault Elena.” Yarox said to her as she left the console room.

“I know you mean well Yarox, but please I just, I just need to be alone.” She replied somewhat coldly to Yarox.

Yarox decided to head back down to the TARDIS’ garden. This tiny, artificial construct was the only place in the history of the universe Yarox had ever felt safe.

The experience had arguably shaken Yarox more than the Doctor and Elena. Yarox had long heard stories about the golden age of humanity from his own time, whilst the Doctor had promised him a chance to see the universe when it was young and healthy.

Now that he had actually visited the past however, he saw that it was full of just as much struggle, desperation and death as his time. It may have looked more peaceful on the surface, but underneath all of the different life forms were still fighting with each other just to survive.

Was there ever a period of peace in the galaxies history? Still as Yarox looked up at an illusion of the Illexian galaxy, he couldn’t help but be captivated at its beauty. Was all of the pain and misery he had witnessed throughout all of time worth it for this?

Suddenly however the illusion began to fade and the roof above quickly turned to fire. As Yarox looked around he saw the trees in the TARDIS garden began to wither and turn black.

As Yarox backed away slowly he heard an all to familiar sound, that he had never hoped to hear again in his life.

“HALT, STAY WHERE YOU ARE! DO NO MOVE!”

Yarox turned around to see two Daleks, the monsters that still terrified him far more than even Scratchman or any of his Demonic minions gliding in his direction, their guns raised and ready to fire.

To Be Continued

 

Doctor Who Vs Scratchman: Part 6

 

                         Based on a story by Tom Baker and Ian Marter

“Well which one of you wants to go first.” The Inquisitore said with a sadistic delight.

The flame had grown stronger and thicker with all of the villagers, standing behind Elena and Yarox, both of whom were just as terrified, despite how much they tried to hide it.

The Inquistore wandered up to a small boy who it could clearly tell was more scared than the others.

“It seems to me like he’s volunteering.” The Inquisitore said.

Elena quickly tried to jump the Inquistore from behind whilst the Goblin was distracted, but two more of the guards instantly pounced on her. Elena however managed to flip the Inquisitore over her shoulder and into one of the guards behind. The other she knocked down with a hard kick to the face.

Yarox and many of the villagers wanted to help, including Stanley and Mrs Tulloch (who held her daughter tighter than ever) but the Goblins had them completely surrounded with their weapons.

The Inquistore however was able to catch Elena off guard with a quick strike of lightening from its hand, knocking her down. Yarox foolishly ran to help her, but the Goblin knocked him out with another blast.

“Save the cyclops for last. I want her to see what’s in store for her. Get the boy.” The Inquisitore barked.

Stantley however quickly pushed the boy behind him and told the monsters to take him instead.

“Please he’s just a boy.” Stanley pleaded. “He has his whole life ahead of him. I’m an old man.”

Stanley’s pleas naturally fell on deaf ears at first, but the Inquisitore soon believed it could have some fun with the old man. He seemed so brave and self sacrificing and the monster wanted to see if it could break him in front of the others.

“Okay” The Goblin said whilst smiling.

Stanley froze.

“What’s wrong. Didn’t think I’d really take you up on your offer.”

Stanley tried to control himself as best he could, but he started to tremble.

“I’m not a coward like you attacking defenceless children.” Stanley spat back.

The Goblin simply laughed at him and put its hand on his shoulder. With one squeeze it brought Stanley to his knees, before grabbing him by his throat.

“We’ll see who the coward is.”

The Doctor struggled with the Goblin. He tried to reach for the wires at the back of the creatures head, but it was too fast and grabbed his hand which it started to crush slowly.

The Doctor however reached his other hand into a tiny hole in the monsters metal chest which had been created by the fall. The Goblin grabbed still managed to grab the Doctors other hand too just as it reached inside, but the Time Lord had still got good grip on the wires inside and pulled on them. The cybernetic Goblin fell backwards clutching its chest in pain whilst the Doctor quickly got his key out and opened the TARDIS.

Before the Doctor could shut the TARDIS from the inside however, the Goblin hurled itself at the doors. The Doctor tried to push back, but its strength was too great, even in its weakened state and it managed to push the Time Lord back onto the console.

The Goblin staggered into the TARDIS, limping and clutching its chest and struggling to breath. It soon collapsed to its knees before barely even reaching the console. The Doctor approached the creature carefully. He knew it was spent, but he was still cautious. Even on its death bed the creature could and would still try and tear his throat out.

The Goblin tried to hurl itself at the Doctor again, but it clumsily fell on the console instead, barely able to hold itself up.

“Please.” The Doctor said softly. “What’s the point anymore. Just let me help you. Maybe I can repair.”

“Never! For those who fail the master there is but one fate.”

“There doesn’t have to be. Please.”

Before the Doctor could even finish the Goblin reached into its chest and tore more of its own wires and innards out.

“Such a waste” The Doctor said as he examined the console. A large web of red tissue appeared to have grown from the bottom of the console to the top.

“Fools” The Doctor thought to himself. It was obviously a clumsy attempt to link the TARDIS with the beast he was trapped inside. The Doctor was still impressed however that the Goblins had been able to penetrate the TARDIS’ defences at all, but ultimately these red vines would soon wither and die. Perhaps the Time Lord could use them however.

The TARDIS was connected to this creature, which was in turn connected to the portal Scratchman hoped to enter this world through. The plan had been to drain the TARDIS’s power to widen the portal, but the Doctor now believed he could drain the power the creatures were using to stay in this world, using the TARDIS. He would reapply the dematerialisation circuits to create a partial lift off. It was risky and doing so would cause the TARDIS a tremendous amount of pain. Still he had no choice.

“I’m sorry old girl.” The Doctor said as he gently tapped the console. “This is going to hurt. It’ll be pain that you’ve never experienced before, but we have to to save the others.”

As soon as the Doctor was finished resetting the controls however the TARDIS console began to go up and down frantically and smoke began to appear in the room which choked the Doctor.

“Old girl please. I don’t want to do this but we have no choice.” He said whilst gasping for air.

As the Doctor reached for the controls again he was suddenly thrown towards the doors by an invisible force.

The TARDIS would never harm him. Clearly something else had got inside the TARDIS. The Doctor ran to try and help it again but something was holding him back and more red vines began to crawl up from under the console. It seems he had misjudged the Goblins. The Doctor using all of his strength managed to push through the force field and grabbed onto one of the tentacles.

The Doctor tried to pull it from the console, causing more of them to wrap themselves around him. Just as all seemed lost, the old dematerialisation sound started to chime in and the tentacles became limp.

“Thanks old girl. I knew you wouldn’t let me down.” The Doctor said as he brushed his suit down.

It would take less than 10 minutes for the TARDIS to absorb the power, but there were two major obstacles. The creatures who could enter the Tardis would all be down here to stop him. Also the Doctor would have just ten minutes to try and find Elena, Yarox and the others. If they were not in the TARDIS when the power was drained, they would be pulled into Scratchman’s hell!

The Doctor would have to hack into the Goblins monitors to find where they were, and then teleport the TARDIS to save them, which he could do as the two ships were now connected. However he would have to wait until the Hydra’s last few seconds in this dimension after its power had been drained. If he broke the link before then, the power wouldn’t be drained. If he was lucky, the Doctor would have just 30 seconds to rescue his friends.

The Time Lord quickly adjusted the scanner and to his horror saw where the Goblins were holding his friends.

He could see Stanley being brought to the flaming portal, but there was nothing he could do. Stanley could hear the screams of others who had been trapped in the flames as he was brought closer, but he still did not back down.

The Inquisitore was getting angry. He was sure that Stanley was weak and would have broken down and begged for mercy by now.

“Why are you willing to sacrifice yourself like this? Do you not know what awaits you? Are you a fool?” The Goblin said.

“Of course I’m scared. I’m absolutely petrified, but unlike you I’m not going to let that fear turn me into something I’m not. You’re only doing this because you’re afraid of your master, or because he’s already broken you. I pity you. He’s taken everything you once were away and replaced it with his own perversion.”

The Inquisitore spoke in a more calm, and serious tone to Stanley. “You will lose yourself eventually. No matter how hard you fight. No one has been able to withstand.”

The whole room started to shake, which was followed by the alarm.

“ALERT, ALERT THE HYDRA IS BREAKING FREE FROM OUR CONTROL.”

The Hydra could sense the Doctor draining the energy that was keeping them in this dimension and started to panic. Despite the Goblins conditioning the Dragon’s self preservation instincts kicked in. It flew wildly threw the air, and started to burn the forest on the island below. Several Scarecrow’s were caught in the monsters flame breath. The beast nearly flew itself into a small mountain before the Goblins were able to reassert control over the Dragon.

During the confusion meanwhile, Elena siezed her chance and jumped the Inquisitore. Her mutated metabolism had allowed the Cyclops to recover from the monsters blast a lot quicker than Yarox. Elena grabbed the Inquisitore from behind and after a brief struggle, she was able to use her larger body weight to push the Inquisitore into the fire. Just before the Goblin was thrust into the flames it let out a pitiful scream for help.

Stanley meanwhile tried to tackle the Goblin guard beside him, only to be hopelessly overpowered. Still he had not only bought Elena enough time to deal with the Inquisitore but distracted the guard long enough for Elena to then jump it from behind. She then threw the beast over her shoulder and into the flames to join its master.

“Yes” the Doctor said enthusiastically. “Just hold on for a little longer Elena.”

The rest of the villagers seized the opportunity and jumped the Goblin guards after they had all been thrown across the room by the Hydra. However the villagers were no match for the monsters. Only Yarox was able to put up a decent fight. Elena jumped straight onto two of the beasts from behind and ripped the wires from the back of their heads before they could get back up.

The rest of the Goblins then turned their attention to Elena. She was able to dodge the Demons blasts from their hands, though she wasn’t able to attack the monsters either. Whilst they were distracted, Yarox grabbed the arm of one of the two Goblins that Elena had killed and was able to fire it at three more Goblins knocking them to the ground. When they turned to face him Elena jumped two more and ripped the wires from the back of their heads, whilst Yarox blasted two more.

Unfortunately before Elena and Yarox could celebrate their victory, several more Goblins came pouring into the room.

“There must be something I can do.” The Doctor said as he frantically tried to work the controls.

Just then the Time Lord heard a thumping on the door. Several more of the Goblins had arrived back at the TARDIS. The Doctor had tried to block the two doors with various bits and pieces of furniture from the lower rooms that he had managed to drag up stairs in the short space of time. (He hated being away from the scanner for even a second.)

The Doctors clumsy barricade however didn’t do much to hold the Goblins back and he ran to the doors to try and push the Goblins back. All he needed was a few more minutes.

The Goblins however pushed the Doctor away and soon tore through the furniture.

“You have lost Time Lord.” The monsters said as they fired at the console.

“No stop you’ll rip us apart.” The Doctor screamed, but it was too late.

The Goblins blast caused black smoke to erupt from the console, flooding the entire room, as lightening bolts began to fire everywhere.

To Be Continued

Doctor Who Vs Scratchman: Part 5

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                                     Based on a story by Tom Baker and Ian Marter

 

“What, what’s going on” The Doctor said as he was jolted awake.

“Its okay, it’s okay Doctor, well it isn’t, but at least we’re not dead.” Elena said as she helped the Time Lord up.

“I remember there was a giant dragon and it ate me, and you and Yarox too. Well obviously that can’t be right, so I must have dreamed it. Tell me then where are we?”

“We’re in the beasts stomach Doctor.” Elena replied.

The Doctor looked up and saw that the roof appeared to be made of flesh and was even pulsating. The walls and the floor meanwhile were all cold and hard metal. Clearly the Dragon that had devoured them was a cyborg that had been turned in a vessel of some kind, or more likely a war ship.

All around the Doctor could see the villagers huddled together in fear, whilst Yarox stayed closer to Elena. Yarox clearly felt safer with Elena than anyone else there, even the Doctor. The Doctor wasn’t surprised. On his first adventure I did get him eaten after all, though perhaps there was more to it than that, the Doctor thought to himself.

Before the Doctor could even attempt to figure out what was going on, the two doors behind him opened and a hideous, robed creature emerged.

The monster’s robes bright red, whilst its head was squat and green. It had no nose, just a snout, whilst its mouth was filled with small, pointy teeth. Its eyes meanwhile were bright red and set deep into its skull, whilst two tiny bat like ears protuded from either side of its head. Its cape was long and red, and though the Doctor couldn’t see it yet, there was a strange black symbol on the back of the monsters cloak. The alien appeared to be part creature, part machine, just like the Dragon they were trapped in. Its arms were competely mechanical, and its entire squat chest was also covered in gold metal, whilst large wires emerged from the top of its head, right down the back of its neck, much like hair would on a person. The entire creature was short. It stood no higher than 5 feet tall.

“We have your TARDIS, Doctor. You will accompany me now.”

Elena and Yarox both stood by the Doctor.

“What do you want with him.” Elena said defiantly.

“That is of no interest to you. You are all simply pawns for the Master. Try to get in his way and.” The creature shot an energy beam at Elena, bringing her to her knees in pain.

“Stop it, please” The Doctor begged the creature, who quickly released Elena.

“I’ll do much worse if you don’t help the Master.”

“Okay, okay.” The Doctor said begrudgingly. “Just so you know though, I don’t have the best track record with people called the Master.” The Doctor said as he left the room with his strange captor.

“The Time Lord’s vessel is in our custody sir.”

“Brilliant.” The Inquistore interrupted. “Now we can finally begin the sacrifice.”

“The sacrifice is not essential.” The section leader snapped back. “The Master simply thinks that it will help speed things along.”

“All the excuse I need.” The Inquistore said with glee.

“You never need any excuse.” The leader said with disgust.

The section leader was the oldest of all the strange creatures there. He remembered when their world was actually a beautiful planet, and their race a proud one. Long before he came, the abomination that the others now so willingly call Master. The section leader could hardly judge his underlings however, as much as they may have disgusted him. They had been born under the Masters rule. They had all been conditioned to be his warriors, creatures of hate who would kill for him without a seconds hesitation. It was the only reason his species had been allowed to exist. In all his own hundreds of thousands of years of existence however the Leader had never dared even lift a finger against the Master. He was happy to condemn thousands, millions if need be to the Demons pit if it meant he didn’t end up there. It wasn’t fair, he knew that and hated himself for it, but ultimately he didn’t have the strength to make the sacrifice that others had against Scratchman.

The Doctor was brought to the control room, which was also a weird combination of flesh on the roof with steel floors and walls. At the end of the room, several of the strange creatures gathered around a monitor, which contained images of the island from above. The Doctor could see several of the Scarecrow’s now wandering aimlessly in the woods below.

The commander of the Goblins, who was somewhat larger and had a long, gold cape to represent his rank approached the Doctor.

“I don’t understand why the Master cares so much about you? You look like one of those animals we have caged below?”

“Well.” The Doctor said modestly. “Appearances can be deceiving my good sir. For instance you look like an eldritch abomination, but I’m sure you’re actually a lovely person.”

The alien commander walked towards the monitor where it brought up an image of the Doctors Tardis, contained in what looked a large stomach. It was obvious to the Doctor where they were.

“Ah yes I’ve heard you’ve wanted my vessel. To bring someone who claims to be the Devil or something into our world.”

“You mean the Master? Yes the primitives of this world believe him to be a figure from their mythology, but the truth is far worse.”

“What is he?” The Doctor asked out of as much interest as fear.

“Even we don’t know exactly, but he is a creature from another universe. He devours each universe he visits. He feeds on negative emotions such as fear, hatred, and suffering. Whenever he visits a universe he tends to work in the shadows at first, playing us against each other, starting wars, until he is strong enough to not only take over, but reshape it in his own image.”

“Our reality is what these primitives would call hell.” The alien said with contempt. “The natural laws no longer apply. He can bend them anyway he wants, condemn any torture he wishes on us. Once he had finished with us he intended to move on as always, but this time he was imprisoned.”

“By who?”

“Creatures from many universes. After the great powers of our reality fell and our universe began to bend itself to his will, the final resistance travelled to other universes, and met with their great powers, the empires, the federation of planets, and managed to gather them together against the threat of Scratchman. Unfortunately the great powers weren’t able to destroy Scratchman either. Rather than lose billions of people fighting against the Demon, the great powers decided to place a barrier around our universe. They sealed us in with the beast. As far as they were concerned our universe was past saving and maybe it was. For an incalculable time Scratchman took his frustrations out on us to a greater extent than he had any of the universes he had conquered before. Our reality became the worst of all the hells he had created. Then a few centuries ago he discovered a tiny tear in the barrier. It led to one, seemingly insignificant planet.”

“This world.”

“Exactly. Scratchman wasn’t able to enter this world, but he was able to project his thoughts into it. Enter the minds of men, influence them throughout the planets history. He was also able to draw the minds of several earth people into his universe after they had died.”

“How many.” The Doctor asked in horror.

“Only a very few at a time, though over the centuries possibly millions have come to us, which in turn led to myths about hell or similar places appearing around in every culture in this world. The Master was even able to send some of us into your world, through the tears in reality. As time went on the tears became bigger, but not big enough for Scratchman himself to escape. Worse the more he tore at our reality, the less he was able to use it as a food source. Even Scratchman was beginning to give up hope until he saw your machine.”

“I don’t think I like where this is going.”

“Yes the master has been observing your visits to this world for quite a while Doctor. Your vessel, run down and obsolete as it may be, is still a relic of arguably the most advanced race in your universe. The power it contains will be able to widen the gaps just enough for Scratchman to enter this world. Then your universe will become like ours. Just think of what the Master will do with your race, Time Lord.”

“It will never happen.” The Doctor said proudly.  “Why do you serve that monster? There must be some part of you that still remembers what it was like think for yourself.” The Doctor said in desperation.

“Before Scratchman came to our universe we were conquerors. We had an empire spanning hundreds of galaxies. Now thanks to Scratchman we shall conquer universes. Scratchman chose us to be his most loyal foot soldiers. He believed that out of all the life forms in the universe we were the strongest.”

“Or maybe he knew you were the weakest and would be most likely to bend the knee.” The Doctor hit back.

The Goblin grabbed the Doctor by the scruff of his frock coat and held him up for a few moments before dropping him.

“Take him to the vessel. He can help us divert its power to the tears. I don’t have to tell you what will happen to those animals below who you seem so desperate to protect if you disobey us.”

“I take it back.” The Doctor said. “You’re clearly not a very nice person.”

Little did the Doctor know the Goblin was lying to him. All of the villagers and Elena and Yarox had been brought to the lower section of the Goblins stomach, just below where the Tardis was kept.

The Inquistore couldn’t wait to have his fun with the prisoners. Even though the section leader had strictly forbidden him from sacrificing any of the prisoners before the time was right, the Inquistore went ahead anyway as he often did.

“Why have you brought us here?” Elena said a she stood in front of the others.

“What a strange creature.” The Inquistore said at the sight of Elena.

“I like its large eye. I’ll keep the eye after I’m done with it.”

Elena went to attack the the Inquistore, but it blasted her with its gauntlets. Elena however fought through the pain and actually managed to grab the Inquistore, who was more impressed than anything else. Ultimately however the pain was too overwhelming and the Goblin quickly overpowered her.

“Perhaps the Master will have use for you after all. The rest of you meanwhile, you are here to help his ascension.”

A large ball of fire began to appear in the middle of the room.

“What is that.” One of the villagers cried out in fear.

“A little piece of home.”

The Goblins led the Doctor across a large walkway. 50 or so feet below, the Time Lord could see the TARDIS.

“It must be hard for you two Demons from hell not to have to kill me.” The Doctor said.

“It is.” One of the Demons answered back. “We’ve helped to break so many who looked like you when their minds come to our domain.”

“Yes but you need me. You need me to help rewire my own ship to bring your vile Master into this world, so there’s only one thing I can do” The Doctor said as he quickly jumped over the railing of the walkway. One of the Goblins reached out to grab him, but the Doctor who held onto the railings with grabbed onto the Goblin as it reached for him, and pulled it over the railing. The Doctor then hurled himself over the railing into the other Goblin as it came nearer.

“I’m a lot more spry than I look.” The Doctor said as he tried to subdue the Goblin with a bit of Venusian karate. The creature however proved to be immune and pushed the Doctor back before firing its energy beam back. The Doctor however quickly ducked and rammed into the Goblin to try and push it over the edge. The monster however quickly overpowered the Time Lord, and in desperation the Doctor ripped the wires from the back of the Goblins head. The creature staggered back in pain before collapsing dead.

The Doctor stared at its lifeless corpse as well as that of the Goblin below for a few seconds. He hated having to do this, but the monsters had left him no choice.

The Doctor quickly ran to the end of the walkway and down the stairs to where the TARDIS was.

“Oh old girl I honestly though I wasn’t going to see you again.” The Doctor said with affection as he reached for the key.

“Don’t worry. I won’t let them.” Suddenly the Goblin the Doctor had pulled over the edge of the walkway reached up and grabbed him. It was still alive and strong enough to crush the life out of the Doctor.

To Be Continued

Doctor Who Vs Scratchman: Part 4

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                            Based on a story by Tom Baker and Ian Marter

(Sorry for the delays. Its been a hectic couple of weeks and I have been very ill. Hopefully things will return to normal soon.)

The earth began to shake violently as the leader of the Scarecrow’s dragged the boy back to the open grave. The more the boy kicked and screamed the more the earth began to shake.

The Doctors Scarecrow meanwhile was able to use the earthquake to its advantage. The shaking earth caused all of the monsters to become unsteady on their feet, and the Doctors Scarecrow, seizing its chance, pushed itself backwards into the other Demons who were restraining him, knocking them all down. The Doctors Scarecrow then quickly jumped up and attacked the Demon that was restraining Yarox. Whilst the two undead creatures fought Yarox tried to rouse the Doctor.

“Please why are you dong this.” The boy whimpered, as the Scarecrow brought him to very edge of the grave.

“Misery loves company son. You will all suffer as we have .”

The boy in desperation tried to fight the Scarcrow, delivering a series of punches to the monsters face, and the Scarecrow responded by biting the boys hand with its flaming teeth.

The boy had never felt pain like it in his life. His screams echoed throughout almost the entire island. He almost fainted from the pain several times, but each time he almost blacked out the Scarecrow would bite just a bit harder to waken him up.

The boy was soon freed from his torment by the Doctor who, having been awoken by Yarox, struck the Scarecrow from behind with the very shovel one of the monsters had used to dig the grave for the boy.

The Doctor’s blow knocked the leader head first into the grave. Yarox then tended to the boy, whilst the Doctor used the shovel to fight off more of the Scarecrow’s that began to swarm them. With a quick strike to the face the Doctor managed to knock one of the Scarecrow’s backwards into another, but when he tried to strick another of the Demons in the chest however, it grabbed the shovel. Before the Scarecrow could pull it out of the Time Lord’s hands, the Doctor triped the Scarecrow up and then whacked the two monsters behind in the legs with the shovel knocking them down.

The boy meanwhile could barely stand he was so weak. His wound had been instantly cauterised by the Scarecrow’s flaming teeth and the pain and shock were beginning to knock him out. Yarox hoisted the boy over his shoulder and ran back through the church to where he assumed the TARDIS was still waiting for them, with the Doctor and his Scarecrow behind. The Doctor was mindful not to slip on the blood stained floors, whilst the boy was almost sick at the gruesome sights around him.

Once they reached the outside of the Church however, the Doctor and Yarox saw to their horror that the TARDIS was gone.

“It can’t be”. The Doctor said in shock. “Elena wouldn’t… That thing whatever it is, must have control of the TARDIS. I’m sorry my boy, but it looks like.”

The doors to the church suddenly burst open, with dozens of Scarecrows emerging, screaming in rage.

“BRING ME THE BOY, HIS BLOOD MUST FLOW!” The leader shouted.

The Doctor, Yarox and his Scarecrow quickly fled to outside the large gates to the church. The Doctor then placed his shovel in betwe-en the handles, temporarily locking the Scarecrow’s in.

The Doctor, his Scarecrow, and Yarox quickly fled to behind a nearby building. The horde of Scarecrow’s ran right past the two time travellers and their companions. The Demons were so consumed with blood lust that they ran almost blindly with rage through the ruins of the once happy town.

“Well looks like we’re not going anywhere soon” The Doctor said as he tended to the boy. The boy had passed out by this stage, but fortunately his wound wasn’t bleeding as the flesh had been burnt to a crisp. For all the Doctor knew however it could have been infected with an alien virus. There was nothing the Doctor could do for the boy unless he got back to the TARDIS.

“While we wait you can tell us just what is going here.” The Doctor said to his Scarecrow.

“Who is this Scratchman? Where is he from?”

“You know who he is. He is the fallen Angel, the father of lies, the Devil.”

“There is no such thing.” The Doctor said, though he sounded somewhat more unsure of himself than before. The Time Lord still didn’t believe that whatever they were dealing with was really the Devil, but it terrified him nonetheless now that his TARDIS was gone.

“You want to believe that, the same way others want to believe that they can escape him by worshipping a false god. The truth is it doesn’t matter if we kill you now. You’ll end up in his domain one way or another.”

“What do you mean.”

“Scratchman is the true creator. There is no God.” The Scarecrow said.

“Oh dear you mean all this time, I’ve just been dealing with another alien with a god complex.” The Doctor joked.

“Stupid little man. You have no idea of the agonies that await you in the pit”. The Scarecrow sneered. “Scratchman gave you all life, and with it false hope. The universe is a horrible, unforgiving place. Across the galaxies it is the norm for life forms to war with each other. From the most advanced species to simple beasts. They all slaughter each other for the most trivial reasons. Many creatures must kill others simply to survive, whilst those who dominate do so through violence and intimidation. Would a benovelent god create a universe like that?” It continued.

“Love, compassion, and the illusion of free will delude us into thinking we have a chance to escape the darkness we’re trapped in, but we don’t. They are all just part of his sick game.”

“Do you know who I was in life?” The Scarecrow continued as it pulled its mask off, revealing its hideous burnt face, charred beyond all recognition.

“I was a flower girl named Clarrisa. I was killed in an accident when I fell off a roof I was working on. I was only 19. I never put a foot wrong in my short time on this earth. I attended church every Sunday, I looked after my mother when she was ill, I worked hard to help support the rest of my family after my fathers passing. So you can imagine my surprise when I died and found myself surrounded by Demons and fire! I What was I being punished for, I asked myself every day through the endless torture.  It was only after I’d lost all hope that Scratchman, or the Devil, or Lucifer whatever you may wish to call him told me the truth.

He’d not only created us, but spread the lie that there was a god who triumphed over him, who cared about us, and who was watching out for us. It allowed him to torture us in life, and even in death all the while deluding us into thinking we could escape.”

“Almost all of the monsters out there you cower from, were once ordinary, decent people. The leader of the Scarecrow’s so intent on murdering the boy? That was his father in life. He did love his son once, but now Scratchman has taken that illusion from him, as he will one day for you.”

The Doctor tried not to show any fear to the Scarecrow, whilst Yarox barely understood a word of what the creature was saying. Thankfully the boy was still unconscious and hadn’t heard the awful truth about his father. Clearly whatever this Scratchman creature was it had the power to drain minds into its domain from the earth, and possibly all of human history.

“How many people have I known, or saved on this planet have ended up in the monsters clutches” The Doctor thought to himself.

“Why does this Scratchman creature want my TARDIS? What are these blood rituals for?”

The Scarecrow smiled with its flaming teeth.

“He knows who you are. You’ve helped send more than a few souls to him Doctor. He’s been watching your visits to this world throughout its history. He needs your ship to shatter the barriers between realities. He’s been breaking them down slowly for a while, but the power from your ship’s core will be enough to break the final barriers. The blood sacrifices are designed to create mini portals to allow Scratchman’s more powerful minions through. None of them are big enough to allow the master to enter this world, but some of his vilest minions will already be here, though you disrupted the latest ritual. Had the Scarecrow’s slaughtered him you would have released the Kraken, ruler of the lake of fire. For now however he must wait on the other side.”

“How do these rituals bring these creatures into the world? I don’t believe in black magic I’m afraid so you’ll have to give me a proper explanation.”

“The master feeds on fear and misery. Through the tiny holes there are in reality, we feed the pain and suffering of the victims to our lord, which allows him to send more of us through. This is all a test for us Doctor. The Master has grown bored of this reality and wants to tear it down. We are only here to pass a test. If we bring him through then he will allow us to help build his new reality. If not then we shall return to the pit and he shall destroy this world anyway.”

“Yes well,” the Doctor said as he clutched his lapels. “I’m sorry for what that monster did to you young lady. To all of you, but whatever this creature is, it is not the creator. I’ve encountered a few psychic parasites that feed off of emotions in my time. It explains how the creature is able to manipulate human consciousness, but we can’t let its cheap tricks scare us my boy.” The Doctor said to Yarox.

“That’s what it wants. The more scared we are, the stronger it gets. We have to be strong, though I admit that’s easier said than done right now without the TARDIS.”

“I still don’t understand what’s going on Doctor.” Yarox said.

“The idea of life after death is something that we never even considered where I came from. We always viewed our own lives as expendible. How can it be possible for all those who have died throughout history to still be alive somewhere?”

“Well my boy no one really knows what awaits us on the other side,  or if there even is one. I’ve cheated death 9 times and I’m still no closer to finding out about the after life than a new born baby, but I do know that the greatest mysteries of life are not going to be answered by an overgrown parasite, and the poor souls its entrapped…. Now, we need to find the other sacrifical sites. We can’t let any more of these monsters enter our world.”

Suddenly the Doctor was interrupted by a loud screeching noise. As the Time Lord looked up he saw a gigantic, snake like head emerging from the middle of the road. It was so massive that it destroyed several buildings nearby, before sinking back under the earth.

“What was that creature.” The Doctor said.

“It was the Hydra. One of the most powerful beasts of the Underworld. You can’t hope to stand against it. It will devour you all.”

“What happened?” Stanley asked.

“Just as those tentacles were about to engulf us they vanished? The ground itself sealed back up?”

“I don’t know. I wouldn’t assume its over just yet though. It may just be playing with us?”  Elena said as she treaded slowly through the ruins of the village, with the survivors slowly following her.

“Stop.” Stanley shouted.

“There’s something up ahead.” They could all hear the faint sound of screaming in the distance which quickly grew louder and louder.

“Its the Scarecrow’s.” Elena said. “We have to run now.” All of the villagers knew that there was no hope of fighting the monsters off themselves. The TARDIS was the only even remotely safe place.

The Scarecrow’s quickly spotted the fleeing villagers and pursued them relentlessly. The villagers had a good head start on the monsters, but in the frantic attempt to escape, one of the villagers, a young woman tripped and fell. None of the others noticed she was gone until it was too later. It was her brother who suddenly noticed she wasn’t with them. He turned, only to see several Scarecrow’s descend on her. The brother screamed and tried to run back to her, and Elena who noticed his screams ran back to try and help the boy.

Unfortunately the Scarecrows, were able to quickly pounce on him., before Elena could do anything, but as she tried to run back, one of the Scarecrow’s jumped towards Elena and grabbed the mutant in it’s metal claws.

Elena struggled to pull free and managed to land a kick straight in the Scarecrow’s chest, but several more of the monsters soon swarmed her. As she still tried in vain to fight them off, suddenly the earth began to shake again, and in the distance Elena could see the mighty head of the Hydra emerge from under the ruins of several buildings. The snake creature rose to its full size out of the ground, hundreds of feet into the sky, screeching and hissing. All of the villagers, who the beast had emerged right in front of stopped in terror. The Scarecrows meanwhile got on their knees and bowed to the monster. Elena herself also stood completely in shock at the sight of the beast. Even in the 31st century, she had never seen such a fearsome creature.

The Hydra’s head started to split into multiple heads until there were at least 30. Despite its tremendous size the monster moved at a lightening speed and started to pick the villagers off. They were so small to the beast that Elena wondered how it could even see them, and with just one bite the monster was able to consume several villagers at once. In less than a minute the Hydra had devoured all of the villagers. Elena quickly ran past the bowing Scarecrow’s, but as she ran she saw that the monsters had slashed the brother and sister she had tried to save to death.

“I hope there is a hell for you all.” Elena thought to herself.

As Elena looked back she saw one of the Hydra heads swallow the TARDIS whole. It was enough to briefly stop Elena in her tracks, but that was soon to be the least of her troubles. The Hydra somehow was able to spot her from the distance. She could tell its tiny cruel little eyes, set deep into its many heads were fixated on her and the monster soon started to crawl over the ruins of the village after her.

The Doctor, Yarox (who was still holding the boy over his shoulder) and the Scarecrow had spotted the Hydra from a distance. The Doctor had also witnessed his beloved TARDIS being devoured, along with the villagers.

“Horrible, horrible” He said to Yarox. “We can only hope Elena wasn’t in the ship. That abomination it looks like chasing someone my boy” The Doctor continued. “Its definitely focused on something.”

“What can we do against that thing.”

“I don’t know, but we can’t just leave whoever its pursuing. Come on.”

“You cannot escape the Hydra” The Doctors Scarecrow said as it was forced to follow thim on this suicide mission.

The monster quickly cornered Elena against the ruins of an old house. She had run as fast as she could, but the monsters giant size meant that it had caught up to her in a matter of seconds.

Its centre head moved slowly towards Elena, wanting to savour every moment of her terror. The Doctor, Yarox and the Scarecrow arrived just in time to see the Hyrda consume Elena in one bite.

The Doctor shouted out her name in despair. He normally even under the direst circumstances would keep his cool, but the horror of what he had just seen was too great even for the Time Lord.

The Hyrda’s heads instantly turned to the Doctor and his companion. There was no way either of them could escape now as the heads surrounded them from all sides. The heads didn’t move for a few minutes. They just stared at their prey intently.

“Doctor, Doctor, please say something.” Yarox said whilst trembling.

“Don’t give it the satisfaction Yarox, don’t give it the satisfaction.” The Doctor said whilst trying to keep his cool.

With a mighty roar the centre head of the Hyrda open its jaws and consumed the Doctor, Yarox and the boy. The Scarecrow’s apart from the Doctors all let out a cheer.

“The Master shall walk the earth again.” They cheered.

To Be Continued

Doctor Who Vs Scratchman: Part 3

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                              Based on a story by Tom Baker and Ian Marter

 

“COME ON” Christopher shouted to the others from his boat. The Scarecrow’s had been chasing them for hours. They were among the last survivors from Liage. Originally 30 men and women had managed to flee from the village during the Scarecrow’s slaughter, but only 6 of the survivors, including Christopher had managed to make it to the harbour.

Christopher had gone ahead to the boat, not bothering to look and see if the others were behind him or not. He wasn’t a coward. Far from it, but he was the only one who could work the boat.

Christopher could see what looked like hundreds of the Scrarecrows on the beach chasing the mere 5 survivors, two of whom they caught up to and then tore to pieces. For a second Christopher contemplated leaving the final 3. He needed to get back to the main land not just for himself, but to warn the people there of what was happening. Christopher wasn’t sure if the Scarecrow’s could swim or not, and his boat couldn’t move that fast. If he went now maybe he could get a good head start on them?

He stayed behind to the end however and the three survivors, a young boy and his parents managed to make it to the boat. Unfortunately one of the Scarecrows quickly jumped after them, and landed on the deck.

Before Christopher or his parents could help the boy, the Scarecrow dug its claws deep into his stomach. Christopher quickly struck the monster with a wrench knocking it to the floor, whilst two more Scarecrow’s tried to crawl onto the boat. Christopher handed the wrench to the boys father, whilst he started the boat.

Christopher was able to get the boat out of reach before more Scarecrows could jump onto the deck. It appeared the monsters couldn’t swim as they stopped when they got to the shore. The father, a large heavy set man was able to knock one of the Scarecrow’s off the edge of the boat, whilst the other grabbed him by the throat. Christopher however was able to distract the monster long enough for the father to hit the creature straight in the face with the wrench, sending it tumbling back into the sea.

The mother meanwhile had been tending to the boy who had passed out from the pain.

“Don’t worry” Christopher said to the mother. “We’ll get help for him on the mainland.” Suddenly however the boat started to shake.

“What was that” The father said, raising his wrench. Just ahead Christopher could see several bodies floating in the water, killed in some kind of horrific ritual. Worse still the waters beyond the body were bubbling and steaming. Christopher suddenly had a horrifying realisaton. “The Scarecrows let us go because there was something in the waters they knew would get us.”

He tried to steer the boat in a different direction, but a massive head soon began to emerge from the steaming water in front. It was several times bigger than the boat itself! The head was like that of a snake’s except it had two massive horns sticking out from either side of the back of its skull.

The beast breathed fire just above the boat before staring down at Christopher and the terrified family who huddled together.

The Scarecrows laughed at the survivors plight, as the giant opened its mighty jaws and engulfed the boat in one bite.

“This ship is ours now” The leader of the Scarecrow’s taunted Elena, who pushed all of the survivors behind her and out of the back door of the console room. Two Scarecrow’s tired to attack her and the survivors, but Elena managed to flip one over her shoulder, and send another tumbling backwards with a powerhouse kick to the chest.

After getting the last of the villagers out of the back door, Elena locked it and threw herself onto the console. The Scarecrows, over 30 or in total, surrounded Elena from all angels and pushed her against the console.

“You are trapped fool. There was no way you could have ever escaped the Master. You have to die someday.”

“You before me” Elena said as she quickly thumped on the controls behind her, and activated the emergency system which was designed to take the TARDIS back to the vortex.

Both of the TARDIS doors had been left open and all of the Scarecrow’s were instantly sucked out into the vortex. Elena meanwhile grabbed onto two safety handles underneath the console. The Doctor had them installed after a few accidents with the doors in the past. They put whoever held them into a state of temporale grace. As a result Elena didn’t even have to grip them that hard, whilst the other Scarecrows who clung to the Tardis console and the walls with all their inhuman strength were pulled out in a matter of seconds.

One of the Scracecrow’s did manage to grab onto Elena’s foot, but with a quick kick to the face she sent it flying out into the vortex with the others.

Elena then quickly shut the doors. She felt sick at having to condemn even those monsters to that fate. The Scarecrow’s wouldn’t die in the vortex. They would be forced to float around through an endless void for all eternity.

“What else could I have done” she tried to rationalise to herself, before pressing the fast return switch to take the TARDIS back to its previous location.

“Its okay” she said to the survivors as she opened the back door. “They’ve gone.”

“How did you?” Mrs Tulloch asked.

“You don’t want to know.” Elena said with regret.

Outside, Elena could see that they had landed on a different part of the island.

“Damn” She said as she thumped down furiously on the TARDIS console. “God this machine is so unpredictable. I don’t know where we’ve landed. It could be 100 years in the past for all I know.”

“No we’re still in Liage.” Mrs Tulloch said. “We’re just a few miles away from the church.”

“I need to find the Doctor. He’s expecting the TARDIS to be where we left it. He could be in danger right now with no way of escape. I have to find him.”

“You’re just going to leave us?” One of the men at the back said. He was short, bald, yet had a very strong build. His name was Stanley and he had been the mayor of Liage for many years. He didn’t trust either the Doctor or Elena. To be fair no one there really did, but Stanley always had trouble taking orders from others. He had kept quiet until now however as he had been ashamed at not being able to protect the village from the monsters. There was nothing he could have done, and he fought to the end, but still he felt it was his duty to protect his people and he had ultimately failed. Now however he felt he had to speak up.

“We don’t know who, or what you are.” Stanley said in anger.” And you’re just going to leave us in this strange place, that those monsters already broke into? How do we know you’re not in league with them? This could just be another one of their sick little games, to make us think we’re safe and then those things will corner us here.”

Some of the other villagers started to look at Elena in a more suspicious way, even Mrs Tulloch and her daughter. Even in these circumstances, Stanley still had a way of swaying people.

“Look at her one eye and red hair. She’s a Demon!” One scared villager shouted from the back.

“I’m not a Demon, I’m not in league with those Scarecrow’s. I’m in the same position as all of you. I’m scared, I’m fighting for my life. My friend is out there, and if I don’t act now he could die.” Elena said.

“We’re not being left in here.” One of the villagers, an old woman, from the back shrieked.

“Its the safest place for you.” Elena said.

“If they get in here we’re cornered. Outside we at least have somewhere to run.” Stanley protested.

“Besides you’re not the only one with people out there who might need help.” He continued as he looked round at the rest of the survivors.

Elena knew it was pointless to argue with them any further. They barely trusted her as it was, and she didn’t blame them. Here they were, cooped up in a strange looking ship, with a woman who looked like a monster to them. Maybe they were right that it would be safer outside, though Elena didn’t like to leave the TARDIS unattended, the survivors wouldn’t have been able to defend it anyway.

“Right then no point in arguing any more lets go. I don’t agree with you, but I can’t waste any more time while the Doctor might need my help come on.” Elena said.

Outside the Tardis were the ruins of what looked like a little shop and a few houses. There were bodies strewn all over the street, all mangled beyond recognition. Some of the villagers cowered at the sight, others looked away, one was even sick.

Even already Elena knew it was a mistake to bring the villagers along.

Suddenly the entire town began to shake violently so much several of the buildings began to collapse.

“Doctor what’s going on?” Yarox shouted as he tried to help the Doctor who had been knocked off of his feet.

“Its another dimenaional breach.” The Doctor said.

“These blood rituals, whatever they are are designed to break down the barriers between this world and theirs.”

The shaking quickly stopped, but up ahead the Doctor could see cracks beginning to form in the streets. He went to examine one and for a few seconds he saw what looked like fire in between the cracks, before it turned to normal.

“The walls between universes are weak. They could shatter any minute. I don’t know what the Scarecrow’s are doing, but it seems they are draining the energy from the humans to break down the walls. One more ritual could bring forth whatever they want.”

The Doctor was interruped by the sounds of someone screaming in the distance.

“PLEASE HELP ME SOMEONE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!”

The Doctor quickly pushed Yarox into an alleway and told him to be quite, whilst he fished into his pocket for his gadget. The two time travellers soon saw a young boy, cut and bloodied running by them. Behind him was a Scarecrow riding a bicycle! Its flaming eyes and mouth lit up the dark road ahead.

“Excuse me.” The Doctor said as he ran out to meet the monster. ” I’d like to have a word with you. You see me and my friends, we came here for a little holiday you see, just the three of us, but its quite what we were expecting. Too many tourists, too many Demon Scarecrow’s, too many Eldritch abominations. I was wondering can you recommend any other nice little, quite rural areas?”

The Scarecrow turned and hissed at the Doctor. “I’m sorry, I didn’t quite get the name of that place.” The Doctor said mockingly.

The Scarecrow jumped off of its bike and grabbed the Doctor by his lapels, hissing and roaring.

“Ah yes I know the place, lovely during this time of year”. The Doctor said flippantly before activating his gadget. The Scarecrow bent backwards in pain and staggered about for a few seconds, before reaching out and grabbing the Doctor by the throat with both hands.

Yarox tried to pull the monster off of the Doctor, but it was no use.

“Don’t worry Yarox. I have it all under control.” The Doctor said as he lightly pushed the monsters claws away from his throat and adjusted his suit.

“Its now trapped in a forcefield that nothing can penetrate, or control except this little gizmo here.”

“You did it Doctor!” Yarox said with exhalted relief.

“Yes well my boy when you’ve been around as much as I have you.” Suddenly the Doctor noticed the boy the Scarecrow was chasing had gone.

“The fool he must have ran away when the creature attacked me. We have to find him.” The Doctor and Yarox quickly ran down the street, though the Scarecrow the Doctor had taken control of remained completely still.

“Of course.” The Doctor said as he darted back to the Scarecrow.

“Come on I suspect we’ll need your help.”

The boy had ran in blind terror down the street and round the nearest corner. He obviously had no idea who the Doctor was and so as soon as he had seen the monster grab the Time Lord he fled. He knew there was nothing he could have done to help him, and as far as he knew it may have been his only chance.

Unfortunately it proved to be the wrong decision. Just round the corner were the two dozen or so Scarecrow’s that had chased the Doctor and Yarox out of the church. The monsters noticed the boy instantly and were quick to pounce on him.

Within a few seconds the boy was trapped under a horde of the monsters, clawing at him. He felt sure it was over and didn’t even bother to fight back, when suddenly one of the Scarecrow’s screamed at the others to stop.

“We need him alive for now remember. Besides I have a very special fate in mind for him.” The leader of the Scarecrow’s said.

Elena and the other villagers had not encountered any Scarecrow’s yet. They were on the other side of the village. Along the way however one young woman had recognised one of the corpses as that of her husband. His face like all the others was mutilated beyond recognition, but she recognised the remains of the tattered suit he wore on the day of the attack. The two had only been married for a few months, but they had known each other since they were children.  She ran towards his corpse and started to cradle it.

“No, no, no, please this can’t be happening.” She weeped as she held what was left of her husband.

The others tried to talk her away, but she refused leave her husband again. After a few minutes Elena insisted that they would have to leave.

“You really are inhuman aren’t you?” Stanley said.

“I’m sorry, I wish there was something that we could do, but we can’t just stand around here like sitting ducks whilst the Doctor is in danger.” Elena said.

Stanley refused to leave her and an argument soon broke out between them, with most of the survivors taking Stanley’s side.

“I’ve known this young woman for my entire life and if you think I’m going to just leave her here.” Stanley shouted.

“Fine I’ll carry her.”

“You won’t lay a finger on her.”

“Oh for god’s sake what do you.”

Elena suddenly noticed a screaming sound in the background. It was coming from what looked like the remains of an old pub.

Wasting no time arguing further Elena ran to the pub. Inside she could see one of the Scarecrow’s torturing a young man. It had strung him upside down from the ceiling and was slashing him with its metal claws. The monster hadn’t noticed Elena as it was too caught up in its own sadistic games. Elena grabbed a pool ball from a snooker table and walked slowly up to the Scarecrow from behind. She struck it over the back of the head with all her strength, knocking it face down.

As Elena went to untie the monsters prisoner however, the Scarecrow instantly jumped back up.

“Was that supposed to hurt?” The monster sneered. Elena tried to hit the Scarecrow in the face again, but it slashed her across the arm, causing her to drop the ball. Elena tried to kick the monster, but it managed to grab her foot and pulled hard, knocking her face down.

The Scarecrow then started to slashed Elena on the back. She didn’t let the pain deter her however, and thrust herself backwards into the monster, sending it tumbling back. Elena then quickly ran to a nearby table and picked up a large empty bottle of vodka which she smashed over the Scarecrow’s head to no effect. She then leaped over the pool table and rammed it into the monster. She managed to push the creature back into a nearby wall, but the Demon responded by smashing the table in half with one strike. The beast tried to strike at Elena again, this time aiming for her throat, but she managed to dodge its attack and flip it over her shoulder before trying to unti the prisoner again.

The monster however quickly jumped up again, only this time it was too fast and managed to grab Elena from behind in a headlock. She struggled with all of her strength, but the Demon held on tight, and started to slowly dig one of its metal claws into her throat.

Before it could slice her skin open, Stanley hit the monster over the head with a chair. Elena looked around to see several more of the survivors dogpiling on the monster, whilst others, including Mrs Tulloch helped the prisoner down.

The Scarecrow quickly tossed the other survivors, including Stanley aside, but they distracted it long enough for Elena to land an air kick into the Demon’s chest, sending it flying across the room. Elena made sure the villagers got out before her and distracted the Scarecrow by throwing anything she could at the monster, pool balls, bottles, even a chair.

Outside they all quickly headed down the nearest street, with two men carrying the Scarecrow’s prisoner. Elena could see among the survivors, the young woman’s whose fiance had been killed by the monsters.

“I’m sorry” Elena said to the woman. “I didn’t meant to.”

“No we are.” Stanley interrupted. “I’m not going to pretend to even understand what you, or your two friends are, but I saw in there that you were willing to risk your life for us. I’m sorry I misjudged you.”

“Believe you me, people born thousands of years later have been far more judgemental than you lot were.” Elena

As they ran blindly down the streets, Elena looked around for anything they could use against the Scarecrow’s, or even just anywhere they could hide.

“Please I can’t go on any longer.” The Scarecrow’s former prisoner said. The survivors stopped and put the man down, whilst Elena got a good look at his wounds.

“Please.” He said. “They took my little brother away. They said he was going to meet our parents, you have to help him.”

He started to cough up blood. It was obvious that he wouldn’t last much longer and Elena and the others did all they could to make him feel comfortable in his last few moments.

“I promise we’ll find him” Elena said gently as she held his hand, whilst the others kept a look out for the Scarecrow.

The earth began to shake again, only this time it split open just in front of the survivors. Suddenly several tentacles began to emerge from the crack in the ground. The tentacles were roughly 80 feet long, green and reptillian looking. They writhed around in the air for a few seconds, with one of them knocking the ruins of a small shop over, before reaching out for two of the survivors feet. The tentacles lifted the survivors up into the air, before Elena or anyone else could help them, and then swung them around repeatedly. They smashed their heads off of the ground and threw them all the way across the village. The rest of the survivors all ran frantically in every direction, but more cracks started to appear in the ground and more tentacles emerged, that quickly reached up and wrapped themselves around buildings, crushing them.

The survivors tried desperately to dodge the pieces of falling rubble and the tentacles, that started impaling any survivor they came into contact with. “We’re trapped.” Elena said, as she Stanley and a handfull of other survivors were surrounded by more tentacles.

“Please, please just let me go. I’m completely harmless, I’m not important.” The boy screamed as the Scarecrow’s dragged him to the graveyard outside of the old church.

“So were we once.” The leader of the Scarecrow’s said with regret.

The Demons brought them to a coffin that lay next to a dug grave. The heading on the tombstone was “Marissa Thompson.” The boy knew that name only too well. It was his mother!

The boy whose name was Jonathan had never known his mother. She had sadly died giving birth to him. His father Mark had always resented Jonathan for this. He was never violent to Jonathan, but he always made it clear that Jonathan’s older brother, Kevin was his favourite. When Mark had passed away just a few years ago, Jonathan didn’t even attend his funeral. He felt that even in death his father wouldn’t want him there.

“What do you want from me.” Jonathan asked.

“We want your fear, your pain.” The Scarecrow said as it pulled open the coffin. Inside Jonathan could see the rotting corpse of his mother. He looked away in horror and wanted to be sick, but the Scarecrow’s brought him closer to the casket.

“I can understand why you’re so upset. You did kill her after all.” The leader of the Scarecrow’s taunted. It then picked up Marissa’s corpse and started to dance with it in a mocking way.

“Such a loss.” It said. “She never got to see her boy grow up. Still maybe we can make up for the lost time by making sure you spend as much time together now.” The leader of the Scarecrow’s then threw Marissa’s corpse into Jonathan before throwing them both into the coffin. The Scarecrow’s then sealed it up and began to lower the coffin into the ground.

Jonathan pounded on the coffin lid and screamed for help, but the Scarecrow’s simply laughed.

“No one can help you now. You’ll rot alongside the body of the woman you killed.” The leader of the Scarecrow’s taunted.

Just then however one of the Scarecrow’s from the back pushed its way past the others and picked up the shovel that had been used to dig the grave and hit the leader over the head.

Before the other two Scarecrow’s holding the coffin could react, it hit both of them across the face and ripped open the lid, pulling the boy out. The leader jumped up and prepared to attack the both of them, but Yarox who had been hiding behind a grave stone tackled him to the ground. The Doctor then jumped out from behind another head stone, and quickly lifted a tomb that the Scarecrow’s had knocked over, and smashed it into the leaders face. The Doctor then rammed it into the chest of another Scarecrow, pushing it back into the others behind, whilst Yarox and the Doctors Scarecrow fought off the rest.

However one of the monsters managed to push the Doctor back the way, and ripped the tombstone out of his hands, before bludgeoning him over the head with it. Yarox quickly noticed the Doctors plight, but unfortunately in the second he was distracted, one of the Scarecrow’s grabbed him from behind.

The Doctors Scarecrow was soon overpowered by the others and the leader of the Scarecrow’s grabbed the boy.

“Now where were we?” It said with malicious glee.

To Be Continued