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Doctor Who: Changes in Time and Space (Non Trek)

Chapter 19 - Part 2
As they re-entered the building, the Doctor used the sonic screwdriver to fuse the door shut. Marth turned to Tish. “Are you OK?”

“I was going to snog him!”

The lights flickered as Lazarus tried to break in. “I don't think this is time to be talking about that,” Felicia remonstrated.

“Security one, security one, security one.”

The lights then all went out and doors closed. “What's happening?” Martha asked.

“An intrusion. It triggers a security lockdown. Kills most of the power. Stops the lifts, seals the exits,” Tish explained.

“He must be breaking through that door. The stairs, come on!” the Doctor said.


As soon as they reached the stairs, they heard the door crash down. “He's inside!” Martha called out.

“We haven't got much time!” the Doctor said.


They soon reached the reception room.
“Tish is there another way out of here?” the Doctor asked.

“There's an exit in the corner, but it'll be locked now.”

The Doctor turned to Felicia. “You know how to use this?” he asked holding up the sonic.

“A little,” Felicia admitted.

The Doctor threw it to her. “Setting 54. Hurry,” he said.

Felicia moved into action and began sonicing the security console.

The Doctor turned to the crowd. “Listen to me! You people are in serious danger! You need to get out of here right now!”

“Don't be ridiculous,” a woman objected. “The biggest danger here is choking on an olive!”

Then Lazarus appeared, still in his altered state, and jumped down. The crowd became paniced!

“Mum, get back!” Leo shouted.

“Leo!” Francine shouted as a table sent flying by Lazarus hit him.
Martha ran to attend to her brother.

“Over here! Everyone, downstairs now! Hurry!” Felicia called.

Lazarus stood over a petrified woman. “No! Get away from her!” the Doctor cried.

Unfortunately, Lazarus used his tail to suck the woman dry!

Francine turned to her son. “Leo! Leo!”

Lazarus turned.

“Lazarus! Leave them alone!” the Doctor called as Martha ran to her family.

She cradled Leo in her arms. “Come on, stay with me. You're OK.”

“What's the point? You can't control it. The mutation's too strong. Killing those people won't help you. You're a fool. A vain old man who thought he could defy nature. Only Nature got her own back, didn't she? You're a joke, Lazarus! A footnote in the history of failure!” He gestured to Felicia. She handed the sonic over to Martha and followed him as lead Lazarus down a corridor.

“What are they doing?” Tish asked.

“They're trying to buy some time. Let's not waste it...”


The Doctor and Felicia were down in the basement with Lazarus. “It's no good, Doctor. You can't stop me.”

“Is that the same arrogance you had when you swore nothing had gone wrong with your device?”

“The arrogance is yours. You can't stand in the way of progress,” Lazarus said.

“You call feeding on innocent people progress? Your delusional!”

“It is a necessary sacrifice,” Lazarus said.

“Who are you to make that decision?” Felicia called out.

“It's not yours!” the Doctor added.


Meanwhile Tish found that the guests were trapped. “We can't get out we're trapped!” she said.

“There must be an override switch. Where's the security desk?” Martha asked. Her sister wasn't responding. “Tish!”

Tish pointed to it. “There!”

Martha ran and jumped over the desk and waved the sonic over the console. The doors opened, and the crowd streamed out.

Once out Martha knew she had to go back. “I have to go back!”

“You can't! You saw what that thing did! It'll kill you,” Francine objected.

“I don't care. I have to go.”

“It's that Doctor, isn't it. That's what happened to you. That's why you've changed.”

“They were buying us time, Martha. Time for you to get out too,” Tish said.

“I'm not leaving him!” Martha said as she turned away.

“Martha!”


The Doctor and Felicia were in a laboratory. The Doctor had exposed the electric wiring in the light fittings, while Felicia had opened all the gas taps.

“More hide and seek, Doctor? How disappointing. Why don't you come out and face me?” Lazarus asked as he entered the laboratory.

Felicia dashed out.

“Have you looked in the mirror lately? Why would I want to face that, hmm?” the Doctor then dashed out after his companion. He hit the light switch as he did so.

KABOOM! The gas went up.


Martha heard the explosion and rounded a corner, almost running into Felicia. “What are you doing here?” the Doctor asked.

Martha held out the sonic. “I'm returning this. I thought you might need it.”

“How did you...”

“I heard the explosion. I guessed it was you,” Martha said.

“We blasted Lazarus!” Felicia said, with shortness of breath.

“Was he killed?” Martha asked.

As if on cue they heard Lazarus cry out.

“More like angered, I'd say,” the Doctor said.


The Doctor, Martha and Felicia came back to the device that had altered Lazarus. “What now? We've just gone round in a circle,” Martha said.

“We can't lead him outside. Come on, get in,” the Doctor directed.

“Is this such a good idea?” Felicia asked as she got in.

“Are we hiding?” Martha asked.

“No, he knows we're here. But this is his masterpeice. I'm betting he won't destroy it, not even to get at us.”

“But we're trapped,” Martha objected.

“Well, yeah, that's a slight problem,” the Doctor admitted.

“You mean, you don't have a plan?” Martha asked.

“Yes, the plan was to get inside here.”

“Then what?” Felicia asked.

“Well, then I'd come up with another plan.”

After a brief struggle, the Doctor brought the sonic screwdriver out of his pocket.

“What're you going to do with that?”

“Improvise,” the Doctor answered. He slid down to the floor and opened a panel.

“I still don't understand where that thing came from. It is alien?” Martha asked.

“No, for once it's strictly human,” the Doctor answered, not pausing in his work.

“Hard to believe,” Felicia whispered.

“How can it be human?”

“Probably from dormant genes in Lazarus' DNA. The energy field in this thing must have reactivated them. And it looks like they're becoming dominant.

“That's some throwback!” Felicia said.

“Some option that evolution rejected for you millions of years ago, but the potential is still there. Locked away in your genes, forgotten about until Lazarus unlocked it by mistake.”

“It's like Pandora's box?” Martha asked.

“Exactly,” the Doctor said, then complimenting both Martha and Felicia on their shoes.

Suddenly a sound came from outside.

“Is that what I think it is?” Felicia asked.

“Yes. He has switched the machine on!” the Doctor said.

“And that's not good, is it?” Martha asked.
“Well. I was hoping that it was going to take him a little bit longer to work that out.” the Doctor answered.

“I don't want to hurry you, but...” Martha said.

“I know, I know. Nearly done!” the Doctor said.

“What are you doing?” Felicia asked.

“I'm trying to set the capsule to reflect energy rather than receive it.”

“Will that kill it?” Martha asked.

“When he transforms, he's three times his size. Cellular triplication. So he's spreading himself thin.”

“We're going to end up like him!” Martha said in panic.

“Just one more!”


Outside, the capsule reflected the energy, knocking the monster, that Lazarus had become, out.

The Doctor and his companions exited the capsule. “I thought we were going through the blender then,” Martha said.

“It was quite close,” Felicia added.

“Really shouldn't take that long just to reverse the polarity. I must be a bit out of practice,” the Doctor remonstrated.

“Here he is,” Felicia said as they came to the corpse of Richard Lazarus. Human again, but still young looking.

“Oh, he looks so human again. It looks kind of pitful,” Martha commented.

“Elliot saw that, too. This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but a whimper.”


Outside, as the paramedics loaded what was left of Lazarus into a waiting ambulance, Francine Jones confronted the Doctor.
“Ah, Mrs. Jones, still haven't finished our chat.”

Francine slapped him hard across the face. “Keep away from my daughter!”

Martha was scandalised. “Mum, what are you doing?”

“All of the mothers, every time,” the Doctor complained.

“You're not meeting mine,” Felicia murmured, uncertain what her mother would make of any of his incarnations she had met so far...

“He is dangerous. I've been told things,” Francine said.
“What are you talking about?” Martha asked.

“Look around you. Nothing but death and destruction,” Francine answered.

The Ambulance left.

“It would have been worse without him!” Felicia said.

“He saved all of us!” Martha said.

“And it was Tish who invited everyone to this thing in the first place. I'd say technically, it's her fault,” Leo said.

Tish elbowed her brother in the ribs.

The Doctor ran off as he heard the ambulance crash, Felicia right behind him.

“Leave him,” Francine directed.

Martha shook her head and followed.

“Martha?” Tish asked.

“Not you too!”

“Sorry,” Tish said.


The Doctor, Felicia, Martha and Tish soon found the ambulance, empty of life. Empty of Lazarus, but not of corpses...
“Lazarus, back from the dead. Should have known, really,” the Doctor said.

“Where's he gone?” Martha asked.

The Doctor's gaze followed the path of destruction that Lazarus had left behind. “That way, the church,” he said.

“Cathedral. It's Southwark Cathedral. He told me,” Tish said.


They soon entered the Cathedral.

“Do you think he's in here?” Martha asked.

“Where else would he be?” Felicia asked.

“He's looking for sanctuary, where else would he go?” the Doctor asked.

Carefully, they go deeper into the Cathedral...


They eventually find him up the nave to the altar.
“I came here before, a lifetime ago. I thought I was going to die then. In fact, I was sure of it. I sat here, just a child, the sound of planes and bombs outside.”

“The Blitz,” the Doctor said.

“You've read about it.”

“I was there.”

“You're too young.”

“So are you.”

Lazarus laughed. His body made cracking sounds. “In the morning, the fires had died, and I was still alive. I swore I'd never face death like that again. So defenseless. I would arm myself, fight back, defeat it.”

“That's what you were trying to do today?” the Doctor asked.

“That's what I did today.”

“What about the other people who died?”

“They were nothing. I changed the course of history.”

“Any of them might have done too. You think history's only made with equations? Facing death is part of being human. You can't change that.”

“No, Doctor. Avoiding death, that's being human. It's our strongest impulse, to cling to life with every fibre of being. I'm only doing what everyone before me has tried to do. I've simply been more successful.

“Look at yourself. You're mutating! You've no control over it. You call that a success?” the Doctor shot back.

“I call it progress. I'm more now than I was. More than just an ordinary human.”

“There is no such thing as an ordinary human.”

Lazarus convulsed!

“He's going to change again any minute,” Martha said quietly to the others.

“I know. If I can get him into the bell tower somehow, I've got an idea that might work,” the Doctor said.

“The bell tower?” Felicia asked/

“You're so sentimental, Doctor. Maybe you're older than you look.”

“I'm old enough to know that a longer life isn't always a better one. In the end, you just get tired. Tired of the struggle, tired of loosing everyone that matters to you, tired of watching everything turn to dust. If you live long enough, Lazarus, the only certainty left is that you'll end up alone.”

“That's a price worth paying,” Lazarus replied.

“Is it?” the Doctor asked.

“I will feed soon!”

“I'm not going to let that happen!”

“You've not been able to stop me so far.”


“Leave him, Lazarus! He's old and bitter. I thought you had a taste for fresher meat,” Martha taunted.

“Martha, no!”

Lazarus lunged at Martha. She ran, followed by Tish and Felicia.

“What are you doing?” Martha asked.

“Keeping you out of trouble,” Tish said.

“I'm not sure this is a good idea!” Felicia said. “But we have to stop him! Somehow.”

“Doctor! The Tower!”




“Take him to the top. The very top of the bell tower, do you hear me?” the Doctor called.

“Up to the top!”




The three young women managed to get to the top of the bell tower ahead of Lazarus in his mutated form.

“Great, we're bait!” Felicia said.

“Can we trust him?” Tish asked.

Felicia nodded.

“We have to,” Martha said.

“He knows what he is doing,” Felicia said.


The Doctor started playing the organ.


The Mutant attacked the trio, lashing out at Martha with his tail...


Ultimately, Lazarus fell from the bell tower.

“Martha? Tish? Felicia?”

“We're okay!” Tish said as Felicia helped Martha back onto the wooden walkway.

“Thanks,” Martha said to Felicia.

“You're welcome, but it's the Doctor who really defeated him,” Felicia said.

“Who is he?” Tish asked.

“He's,” Martha paused and looked at Felicia.

Felicia shrugged.

Martha turned back to her sister. “He's the Doctor.”


Back on the floor of the Cathedral. Lazarus had turned back into his older self upon death. Martha came up, as the Doctor closed his eyes. “I didn't know you could play?”

“Oh, well, you know, if you hang around with Beethoven, you're bound to pick a few things up,” the Doctor said.



TARDIS
“There we are, on our way,” the Doctor said to Martha and Felicia, as the TARDIS dematerialised from Martha's flat.

“I hope I didn't influence your decision,” Felicia asked Martha.

“No, no, I guess I wanted his invitation,” Martha said.

“Sure.”

“And we're on our way, looking for your Doctor, Felicia.”

“Cool.”

The Doctor flipped a switch on the console. “Allon-sy!
 
Chapter 20: 42 Part 1
TARDIS
The Doctor completed his modifications of Martha's phone. “Right, there we go. Universal roaming. Never have to worry about a signal again.” He handed the phone back to her.

“No way. This is too mad. You're telling me I can phone anyone, anywhere in space and time on my mobile?” she asked.

“Yes,” Felicia said, holding up her own phone.

“As long as you know the area code. Frequent flier's privlege. Go, on try it.”

The TARDIS juddered. The Doctor rushed to the Console. “Distress signal! Locking on. Might be a bit of...” He was interuppted as they were all knocked to the floor.

“...Turbulance. Sorry. Come on, Martha, Felicia. Let's take a look.”


Pentallion
The Doctor, Felicia and Martha exited the TARDIS.

Distress signal transmitted,” a computer said.

“Whoa, now that is hot!” the Doctor said.

Automated distress signal transmitted.”

“It's like a sauna in here!” Martha said.

“Venting systems. Working at full pelt, trying to cool down. Whereever it is we are. Well. If you can't stand the heat!”

The Doctor opened a bulkhead door, and went through, followed by his companions.

Two men and a woman ran towards them.

“Oi you two!” a young man said.

“Who are you? What are you doing on my ship?” the woman asked.

“Are you police?” the man who had spoken earlier asked.

“Why would we be police?” the Doctor asked.

“We got your distress signal,” Martha said.

“If this is a ship, why can't I hear any engines?”

“It went dead four minutes ago,” the woman said.

“So maybe we should stop chatting and get to Engineering, Captain.”

Secure Closure active,” the computer said.

“What?” the woman, the Captain, said.

“The ship's gone mad,” the older man said.

In the distance, another woman ran towards them, the bulkheads slammed behind her. “Who activated secure closure. I nearly got locked into area 27,” she said shen she came up. “Who are you?” she asked when she saw the Doctor and his companions.

“She's Felicia, he's the Doctor and I'm Martha. Hello.”

“Impact projection; forty two minutes, twenty seven seconds.

“We'll get out of this. I promise,” the captain said.

Martha looked out a porthole. “Doctor!”

“Forty two minutes until what?” the Doctor asked.

“Doctor! Look.”

“Forty two minutes until we crash into the sun.”


The Doctor took the information in. “How many crew members on board?” he asked.

“Seven, including us,” the Captain answered.

“We transport cargo across the galaxy. Everything's automated. We just keep the ship spaceworthy,” the older man answered.

“Call the others. I'll get you out.”

“What's he doing?” the younger man asked.

The Doctor tried to reopen the bulkhead door. He is knocked over by an overwhelmingly hot blast of air. The new arrival closed the door. “But my ship's in there!”

“In the vent chamber?” the younger man asked.

“It's our lifeboat,” the Doctor said.

“It's lava,” the older man answered.

“The temperature's going mad in there. Up three thousand degrees in ten seconds, and still risng,” the recently arrived woman said.

“Channelling the air. The closer we get to the sun, the hotter that room's going to get.”

“We're stuck here!” Martha realised.

'Oh no!' Felicia thought.

“So, we fix the engines, we steer the ship away from the sun. Simple,” the Doctor said. He pointed to a door. “Engineering down here, is it?” he asked.

“Yes,” the Captain answered.

Impact in forty twenty six.


The group entered the engineering room. It was a mess. The Doctor made an observation of the obvious.
The Captain, McDonnell was taken back by the mess and made a blasphemous oath.

“What the hell happened?” The older man, Scannell, asked as he looked at the devastated engine.

“Oh, it's wrecked,” the younger man, Riley said.

“Pretty efficiently too. Someone knew what they were doing,” the Doctor pointed out.

“Where's Korwin? Has anyone heard from him or Ashton?” the Captain asked.

“No,” Scannell answered.

“You mean someone did this on purpose?” Martha asked.

“Quite likely,” Felicia interjected.

The captain went to the intercom. “Korwin, Ashton? Where are you? Korwin, can you answer?” She turned from the intercom. “Where the hell is he? He should be up here.”

“Oh, were in the Torajii system,” the Doctor said. “Lovely. You're a long way from home, Martha, Felicia. Half a universe away.”

“Yeah, feels like it,” Martha said.

“And you're still using energy scoops for fusion? Hasn't that been outlawed yet?”

“We're due to upgrade next docking,” the Captain answered. “Scannell, engine report.”

“No response,” Scannell answered.

“What?” the Captain asked.

“They're burnt out. The controls are wrecked. I can't get them back online,” Scannell reported.

“Oh, come on. Auxiliary engines. Every craft's got auxiliaries,” the Doctor encouraged.

“We don't have access from here. The auxiliary controls in the front of the ship,” McDonnell explained.

“Yeah, with twenty nine password sealed doors between us and them. You'll never get there in time,” Scannell said.

“Can't the doors be overrided?” Felicia asked.

“No. Sealed Closure means what it says. They're all dead-lock sealed,” Scannell said.

“So, a sonic screwdriver's no use,” the Doctor pondered.

“Nothing's any use. We've got no engines, no time and no chance,” Scannell said.

The Doctor had enough of their negativity. “Oh, listen to you. Defeated before you've even started. Where's your Dunkirk spirit? Who's got the door passwords.”

“They're randomly generated,” Riley explained. “Reckon I know most of them.” He put out his hand. “Sorry, Riley Vashti.”

The Doctor shook his hand. “Then what you're waiting for Riley Vashti? Get on it.”

“Well it's a two person job,” Riley explained. “One, a technish for the questions, and the other to carry this,” he said holding up a large clamp. “The oldest and cheapest security system around, eh, Captain?”

“Reliable and simple, just like you, eh, Riley?” the Captain said.

“Try and be helpful and get abuse, Nice,” Riley said with some sarcasm.

“I'll help!” Felicia said, before Martha could get the chance.

“It's remotely controlled by the computer panel. That's why it needs two,” Riley explained.

“I see,” Felicia said.

“Oi, be careful,” the Doctor directed.

“You two, also,” Felicia said.

McDonnell, it's Ashton.”

“Where are you? Is Korwin with you?”

Get up to the Med Centre now!”

The Doctor, McDonnell and Martha run out past Riley and Felicia.

Impact in thirty four, thirty one.
 
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