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The Hal Talori Invasion

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby diabolicalxdamsel on Sun Feb 02, 2014 7:26 pm

(Private rp between myself and phoenixheart. Whovians feel free to check it out for ideas)


Mornings for Lisa Dupont usually arrived slowly these days, but the angry blaring of her alarm clock signaled that it was inventory day at the restaurant. Already the nightmare was fading from her mind. No, a nightmare would pertain that she dreamt of some fictitious horror rather than the manifestation of a terrible memory. At least she woke up before stepping into the autopsy room this time. She massaged the crick out of her neck and stood. At nearly nine o’ clock, the house was silent. Leo and Nicole, the youngest brother and sister, were probably finishing their first classes at their high school. Jules, the middle sibling, had been living on campus at his university, and surely Anna had already knocked out the produce orders at the family owned restaurant, Marcel's French Cuisine. Lisa couldn't yet determine if she’d have time to change into her working clothes before the lunch crowd, so she decided to go ahead and dress into her black work slacks, a freshly pressed, mulberry-colored blouse, and a pair of black flats. She leaned towards her reflection in her full-length mirror. Out of the five children, she looked the most like her father: olive skin, pointed nose, big gray eyes, and a thick mass of shoulder-length coal black hair that she described as “bushy”. She ran a brush through those stubborn tangles and adorned the ponytail she made with a ribbon. Finally she donned the necklace she wore every day: it was a trapeze swinger dangling upside down from a bar held up by a delicate silver chain. She drove to the twenty-year-old eatery feeling rather surprised to see that her sister had gone. She left a clipboard in the office of all the things they needed to have ordered. She also left a note that said Went to grab some things at the grocery. See you soon! Je t’aime! ~Anna

Lisa smiled because this meant that she got to open the place on her own. Opening was really the only thing she liked about Marcel's. She loved the whole ritual of awakening the dark dining room like a beautiful giant. She reveled in the rare solitude as she took chairs down from the tables, filled shakers, stocked napkins, rolled silverware, and of course prepared the table of honor. It sat right by one of the big windows looking out into the busy London streets, but none of the customers were permitted to sit there. Her father proposed to her mother at that very table years before they bought the place. Everyone said their lives began and ended there. She set it up like it used to be back then with a checkered tablecloth and an outdated faux flower arrangement. She lit two white tapered candles and sat a framed photograph of the both of them the night of the proposal. Her eyes always lingered over their faces trying to etch every detail into her memory. Eight years had passed since their murder during a poorly executed robbery during closing time. Sometimes she forgot which way her mother used to stir her tea or how her father could squeeze into the crowded corner of the pantry to fetch light bulbs. Ever since their passing, Lisa paid extra close attention to the little moments of her loved ones. She even kept a journal full of those minute details in hopes that she could remember them in the event that she lost yet another light in her life. Her siblings often argued that she clung too fiercely to the past, that she would be doing them a greater honor by using the table for its intended purpose. They weren't the ones who had to identify the bodies. She argued that the table brought a sense of them still being present, but really it just kept her from being reminded of how she found the restaurant after the murder. Perhaps she did get stuck in the past sometimes, but it kept her sane.

Being the oldest, she shouldered the responsibilities of parent and business owner. At the age of eighteen, she dropped out of college a mere two weeks after starting. With some help from her grandmother and a longtime family friend, she survived the pains of legal work involved her parent’s estate. She even achived the hardest hurdle of gaining custody of her siblings. Ever since, her life became a routine of early mornings in which she cooked breakfast and sent the four of them to school. She did housework until she opened the restaurant with a wonderful team of servers and cooks. Anna always helped after her studies followed by Jules, Nicole, and Leo as they grew old enough to work. She spent evenings working the books, filling out orders, balancing budgets, and signing paychecks. At first she dreaded the routine, but eventually she came so adapted to things that it became her whole identity. She lost friends. She quit going out. She developed a "work work work" mentality. She pressed on as the kids grew up and became capable of taking care of themselves. Even when they prepared their own meals, she hovered like a mother hen saying, "Salt the water before you boil the pasta" or "Watch how much red pepper you're using. You know how it gives you heartburn."

But now she no longer had to be a mother or even run the restaurant. She was free to finally begin to live a life she'd just about forgotten entirely. The world was her oyster and it terrified her. She spent so much time managing everything else, that her own sense of self just fell to the wayside. She didn't know who she wanted to be or what she wanted to do. Once upon a time, she wanted to be a traveler like her father. She wanted to go to distant places and collect treasures like the ones that adorned Hugo's. Now she became nervous at the prospect of simply leaving the city. What would the family do without her. Can they manage. Would they be okay? What if there was a fire? What if someone broke in again?

She tried to shake off her fears. The kids grew to be very clever and capable people. And Anna knew how to run Marcel's even better than she could.

All Lisa ahead to do now was decide when and where to go.

The flickering of a blue light disturbed her thoughts. She turned towards a shelf sitting above one of the family-sized tables. In between an antique camera and a Spanish matador's hat sat a strange little figure. It almost looked metallic with curved, bumpy lines and a thin, slender shape. It couldn't have been any taller than thirty centimeters. The light emitted from the top out of what looked like a strangle jewel. She reached out to touch it and it began to make a loud, high pitched buzz that hurt her ears.

"Argh! Ce que l'enfer?!?"

She picked it up, turning it in her hands trying to look for some sort of button or an off switch. She found nothing. The figure was completley smooth besides the jewel. She laid it down and ran to grab her father's old walkman that sat in his office. The ancient tape player still worked wonderfully. She put the headphones on and blasted the songs of a French punk band. She continued to try to figure out how to quiet the strange device as the noise attracted some attention from outside pedestrians to her window.

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The Doctor took hold of the view screen, pulling it around to face him. The TARDIS began beeping at him. He looked up at the column, slightly annoyed, "Yes, I know that, it's quite obvious to anyone it's not human," He pushed the screen away in a sulk and perched himself on the edge of the control unit, "I want to know why it's there." He said, his head slightly turned so he could see the central column, his hand slicing through the air in the general direction of 'outside'. The Doctor sighed. Whatever the TARDIS might insist, he had stolen her, not the other way around, and here he was, getting into another argument with her. He reconfigured the view screen so he could see what was going on outside. The Doctor frowned. Nothing. All of Time and Space to play with and here he was. Bored. He had noticed that the control room was unnervingly quiet when Clara wasn't around. He dragged his hand down his face, resting his chin in his palm.

The Doctor looked up as something flashed across the screen. Something definitely went across the screen didn't it? The Doctor sped over to the TARDIS door, "Yes, I know. I'll be fine," He said, leaning out of the TARDIS. Just in the distance, he could see the light of a ship speeding through space. He raced back inside to the control panel, the door shutting itself behind him. He danced around the control panel, flicking switches and pulling levers as he did.

The TARDIS materialised next to a tree, as The Doctor discovered when he stepped out and couldn't actually leave the TARDIS, "Ah," He said, looking up at the tree before disappearing back inside. The TARDIS re-materialised a little away from the tree. The Doctor opened the doors and looked out over the park before him. Humans were so odd sometimes. They'd complain about everything, but give them a field and a few trees and they were happy. The Doctor locked the TARDIS door behind him and patted the wooden exterior affectionately. The Doctor wandered through the park, rubbing his hands over one another, feeling the anticipation of another adventure. He pulled his sonic screwdriver out from his inside pocket, the device whirring as he scanned for the trace. He flicked his wrist and the screwdriver opened. The Doctor scrutinised the screwdriver. He threw his hands up in the air and sighed dramatically, turning back the way he came.

The Doctor followed the sonic's directions, ignoring the odd looks he was getting from people when he pointed it down a street. The sonic shut off when The Doctor arrived outside a little French restaurant. 'Marcel's' as the sign proudly declared. The Doctor smiled at the sign before looking in through the window. Even he could hear the high pitched buzzing coming from inside. The Doctor knocked on the window, trying to get the attention of the girl inside. Why wasn't she paying attention to him? The Doctor grumbled to himself and pointed the sonic at the door before entering the restaurant. He tapped the girl on the shoulder, "Hello, I'm The Doctor," He proudly announced, kissing the air by each of her cheeks, "Mind if I borrow this?" He asked taking the device from her before she could answer. He pointed the sonic screwdriver at it, increasing the frequency of the signal until he was certain no creature on Earth would be able to hear it, human or animal. He threw it back to the girl, "There you go." He smiled, waiting for her to be suitably impressed.
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The band blasted oaths of a second revolution into Lisa's ears as she began to lose patience in turning off the noise. Papa, if you were here I'd demand an explanation. All sorts of treasures and strange trinkets from her father's travels adorned the restaurant, but none of them had ever...turned itself on.

She didn't hear the doorbell ring or the footsteps of the strangest of strangers approaching. It wasn't until she felt a tapping on her shoulder that she was aware of anyone else inside. She turned expecting to see Anna, and nearly dropped the figure when she saw the face of the man. With her headphones still in, she saw him mouth something before greeting her the way the French greet a friend.

"I-what? H-how did you-"

She lowered the headphones and let them hang around her neck while the drum solo thumped against her neck. She was too confused to properly react as he took the figure from her hands.

"What are you d-?"

She stopped short as he whipped out a strange metal wand with a green light and claws at the end. The noise soon faded into silence. Lisa turned off the tape player still wearing an expression of pure perplexity as she took in the sight of the bizarre man in his purple-toned tweed coat and bowtie. She looked back down at the figure, the blue light still flickering from the jewel. She wanted to ask him how he did that, how he got in (she always made sure the door was locked), and what was he holding, but she tried to settle back into an air of professionalism instead.

"Thank you...but I'm afraid the restaurant doesn't open until eleven" she said while pointing to the clock resting at the 10:40 mark.

Her usual reasoning would dictate that she should make sure that she was near a knife or a blunt object. She developed a strong sense of wariness to unexpected visitors over the years. However, something in his childlike smile and the glimmer in his eyes seemed so familiar to her. She once saw that same look on the face of another man. Somehow she knew that this stranger posed no threat.
Just then, a voice called from the kitchen door.

"Lisa, I'm back! Sorry it took so long; the market was a madhouse. Can you believe they are STILL out of graine de moutarde? Two weeks and they still haven...oh. I didn't know you had company."

Anna stood in the doorway, head cocked to the side looking quizzically at her sister. Lisa could only shake her head and sputter incoherently. Anna strode towards them possessing a great deal more poise than her older sibling. Her blue eyes glittered with amusement as she extended a hand towards The Doctor.

"Pardon my sister. She never brings new people around. I think she's forgotten how introductions work. I'm Anna Dupont."

Lisa finally managed to find her voice.

"Anna, this man just showed up after this thing started to-"

A tremendous rumble disturbed her explanation. It echoed through the entire city causing the ground to tremble and people to stop in their tracks. Pedestrians stopped and started pointing towards the sky as a fleet of glistening ships darted through the air like silvery fish.
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"Thank you...but I'm afraid the restaurant doesn't open until eleven" The girl said while pointing to the clock resting at the 10:40 mark. The Doctor looked at the clock and tilted his head.

"Really? Well, what difference does twenty minutes make, eh?" He said smiling although he was getting the distinct impression that the woman in front of him wasn't impressed. Before anything else could be said, a voice could be heard from the back of the restaurant.

"Lisa, I'm back! Sorry it took so long; the market was a madhouse. Can you believe they are STILL out of graine de moutarde? Two weeks and they still haven...oh. I didn't know you had company," The girl looked between The Doctor and Lisa before making her way towards The Doctor, hand extended,"Pardon my sister. She never brings new people around. I think she's forgotten how introductions work. I'm Anna Dupont."

The Doctor took Anna's hand and shook it enthusiastically, "Hello Anna, I'm The Doctor!" He said, hoping to get a better reaction out of this sibling than he had out of the elder. Lisa managed to get half a sentence out before an almighty rumble echoed across London. The Doctor jumped down off the table and looked out the window. A fleet of ships glided over the London skyline. "Hal Talori," He said more to himself than anyone. The last he had heard of them, they were a peaceful and self-isolated race of beings that weren't particularly lucky when it came to the 'looks' department. All thin and a mottled purple colour with great big tusks and a nose that would put any boxer to shame. Still, they were a peaceful lot, which begged the question; What were they doing here?

The Doctor looked back at the device Lisa held in her hands. The jewel at the top was pulsing. He walked back to Lisa, silently taking the device from her and examining it. He looked between the device and the ships, "No...Yes! No, Yes, No, it can't be." He said as he wandered around the restaurant. The Doctor ran out to the street, looking up at the ships. From here, he could see part of the underside of the ships were blue. The same blue as the jewel. The Doctor ran his hand through his hair. This was bad. This was really not good at all.

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Twenty minutes can make a tremendous difference, Lisa thought.

Anna shook the Doctor's hand cheerfully. "Doctor who?" she inquired.

The sisters wore entirely different expressions as the window. A smile broke out across Anna's face. "Spaceships!" she shouted delightedly.

Lisa's brows furrowed in concern. The wait staff better not be late because they had to oogle at some lights in the sky.

She caught The Doctor leaving with the relic in his hand. She made an agitated huff and quickly followed after him. Strange lights appeared over London on a pretty frequent basis, but she never saw anyone who had the gall to just walk away with another person's property right in front of her eyes.

"Excuse me" she said snatching the relic from his hand "but what on Earth do you think you are doing? This...thing belongs to Mar-"
The jewel flashed a bright beam of light as both it and Lisa disappeared instantaneously.

"Lisa!" Anna shouted running out after her. "What have you done with her?!? Where is she?!?"

The Hal Talorian ships began to hover lower over the city. Troops began to teleport into the streets throwing London into chaos.

****

"-cel's." In a flash of light, Lisa found herself inside the shining interior of what looked to be a vast room with wavy, sloping walls, brightly lit, strange-looking control panels, and several screens displaying terrified Londoners. However, it was the creatures that caused her to scream and drop the relic. She clamped her hands over her mouth, eyes wide, standing as frozen and rigid as a statue.

The Hal Talorians cocked their heads blinking their large, black eyes confusedly.

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod.

"What is that creature?" one asked.
"What are any of these creatures? The readings said this planet was desolate and consisted entirely of sand."
"Could they have gotten here and built this place since we got the signal?"
"Surely not. Oh look, the creature is doing something now."


Lisa screamed in pain. The noise these aliens were making resonated so loudly and at such an intense frequency, she felt like her eardrums had split in two and caused her brain to pulsate. The scene before her swam in and out of focus, but she could see one of them approaching.

"No! Just let me go! What are you doing?"

The Hal Talorian placed two of its fleshy, four-fingered hands over her ears. Lisa could feel a warm tingling sensation around them. The pain subsided and her vision cleared.

"Gracious what delicate things they are."

Lisa still couldn't understand a word, but whatever that creature did caused her to hear them at a far lower pitch.
"Um, thank you."

They made no other moves to harm her or even touch her. Can you take me back now?" she asked. The Hal Talori still looked confused.

She picked up the relic. "If this is yours, you can have it. Dad brought it back from Mali or something years ago."
One of them took it from her and made a gesture with its trunklike nose. It still didn't seem to understand what she was saying.

She tried to point to the screens "I...need...to...go...back...there." This is ridiculous. she thought. How can I possibly talk to an alien?

"I think its trying to communicate with us. I think I can even hear a slight noise coming from it." said the Hal Talorian that had helped her

"So many of these other planetary creatures are so very quiet, aren't they?
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The Doctor saw Lisa as she came storming out of the restaurant. She didn't look happy. She snatched the homing device before he could stop her. "Excuse me, but what on Earth do you think you are doing? This...thing belongs to Mar-"

"No, no nonononononono, give-" Before The Doctor could take the device back, Lisa vanished into a beam of light that lead straight up to the ships above them. Anna came running out of the shop, having seen Lisa disappear, "Lisa!" Anna shouted, "What have you done with her?!? Where is she?!?" She yelled at The Doctor.

The Doctor placed his hands on Anna's shoulders, bringing his face level with hers, "I haven't done anything to your sister, I promise. Right now, she's on their ship and I swear to you I will bring her back here, safe and sound. What I need you to do, Anna, is go about your life as normally as possible and I promise you, I will do everything in my power to make things normal again," He smiled, patting Anna on the shoulder, "Don't worry about a thing, okay?" He called back to her as he ran back to his TARDIS

*******************

Matthew Carter looked at the screen. Aliens, over London. Again. Well, at least this time, it wasn't Christmas, he thought to himself, although the last few years had been relatively quiet on the Christmas Invasion front of things. No, they just chose other times of the year now. The Prime Minister was not going to be happy. Why couldn't the aliens invade America for once? That's what they did in all the movies. No one ever bothered with England in the movies.

His handsfree notified him that someone was calling him. He checked the number before answering, "Good morning Prime Minister."

"Well, it's not though is it?" Came the agitated voice on the other end of the line.

Matthew suppressed a sigh. How had such a thoroughly unlikable man ended up in charge of the country? Matthew composed himself, "Sir, I assure you, we are doing everything we can to establish contact with them and enter into negotiations."

"Why are we bothering to negotiate? When have you ever heard of a peaceful alien?"

"Well, there's The D-"

"He is not a peaceful man, Carter, you and I both know that," Matthew rubbed his eyebrows. One more year until the election, "Have you tried contacting Torchwood?"

"Sir, Torchwood hasn't exactly been the government's friend. Not since the premiership of Ms. Jones and the Battle for London."

"Stop trying to get out of this Carter, establish a connection with Torchwood."

"Yes sir," He signalled to another worker, mouthing 'Torchwood' and miming a phone. She mouthed back 'Cardiff?' and Matthew nodded, "We're trying to establish contact with Torchwood now Sir."

The screen flickered to life. Matthew had thought that the Sycorax had been an unattractive lot, but this new alien was something else. The central alien opened its mouth to speak then the entire room collapsed to their knees in agony. Matthew ripped his handsfree from his ear, clutching at his ears, praying for the agony to stop. How could these aliens be anything other than hostile after this. He wasn't sure he was ready for another battle. He grabbed his phone and searched for 'Doctor' in the contacts. Finding it, he pressed the 'Call' button and waited for The Doctor to answer.

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The phone in the TARDIS rang. The Doctor frowned. Now really wasn't a good time. He leaned out the TARDIS and answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Doctor?" Came a distinctly male voice.

"Yes, who is this? How did you get this number?"

"Carter, Matthew Carter, sir. I can't tell you," the voice on the other end paused. He sounded like he was in pain.

"Well then Matthew, what's happening?"

"It's the- n'argh- the aliens sir. It's agony."

The Doctor's hearts sunk. He should have known, he should have seen this coming. The Hal Talori communicated on a different wavelength to humans; a wavelength that was agonising. "Don't do anything else Carter. Do you understand? It is imperitive that you do not engage with the Hal Talori in warfare. Do you understand me?" The Doctor barked down the phone.

"Yes sir," Came the weak reply.

"Good man Carter."

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"Should we put the creature back?"
"Lets take it to Galuum Hai first. You know our leader's fascination with new life forms. Perhaps it will brighten his spirits."


Lisa was escorted into a small, but elaborate chamber of the ship. Tapestries and rich fabrics adorned the walls. The soft, muted lights shone on a bed that sat at the far wall. She and the Hal Talorians stopped at the foot of it. Galuum Hai blinked his sleepy, milky eyes. The leader of the Hal Talorians was old. Very old. The long decades of traveling through space in search of a new home took its toll. His skin paled into a sickly shade of pink. Deep wrinkles crept into his face and breathing was ragged and shallow. She saw his officers bow and make some sort of salute with their trunks. She tried to follow suit tilting her nose towards the ceiling.

"Sir, our honing device brought this creature on board"
"Look at its strange, thin form and its ugly, short snout."
"The hair mostly grows on these isolated paces on its head and over its eyes."
"It's beady eyes. Must be the smallest eyes I've ever seen."


They gently pushed Lisa closer so Galuum Hai could get a better look. She swore she could see a such a deep sadness in his eyes that it stirred a deep of sympathy within her. She knew suffering when she saw it. She knelt down beside him.

"Planet after planet, it's the same" he said, his hoarse voice tainted with bitterness. "We think at last we have found a place where we can rebuild in solitary. We land the whole fleet in the joyous, foolish belief that we have found a quiet planet where we can be alone. Where our civilization won't be destroyed by powerful agitators who abuse our peaceful people, who destroy our home, turn our glorious technology into weapons to be fired against us. We are mere refugees floating aimlessly though a universe full of unwelcome neighbors. I'll never regret the decision to not stoop to the level of our oppressors, but I am so very tired. I have lost all hopes of ever finding a place to settle." He turned on his bedside screen. Hal Talorians strolled curiously through the London streets while citizens fled in terror.

Lisa quickly jumped to her feet. Anna! The restaurant!

"Look at the creature's reaction. Look at the ones on the ground. Just because they are quiet doesn't mean they aren't making sounds of fear. Send it back. Leave me and start making preparations to call in the troops. We'll search for usable resources and get ready to take off. I must rest. I can no longer run this fleet properly so I am leaving Galuum Shaude in charge."

He dismissed the officers. They took Lisa back to the control room and began to make preparations to send her back. As she stood on the teleportation pad, the control room doors opened.

The Hal Talorian who entered was an intimidating figure. His eyes were more narrow than than his kin, he stood straighter and he moved with purpose. He kept his trunk curled towards himself and dressed in a vivid red robe. His two curious children toddled behind, their multiple hands grasping pairs of dhiny, spherical toys. The officers saluted them in the same manner as Galuum Hai

"Galuum Shaud. What are your orders?"
"Change of plan. Get that thing off of there. Our soldiers need help."


They pulled Lisa from the pad. She still had no clue what was going on. She simply followed along. The engineer pressed a button and in a beam of light, three injured soldiers appeared. They looked like they suffered multiple stab wounds. Lisa assumed they had been hurt by angry locals who felt like they were being invaded once again. By the looks on the screen she saw earlier, the aliens didn't appear to be attacking, but England had a long history of presumably benign visitors that proved to be deadly. Perhaps she too should have been more wary of these creatures, but fear never came to her. Curiosity and confusion, sure, but her concern for her family occupied her mind the most. She needed to get home, but still couldn't figure out how to make them understand.

"Take them to the infirmary and secure our prisoner."
"Prisoner sir?"
"The creature, you fool! Did you not see our comrades? These things are of an aggressive race who kill first and try to understand later. We need to study this one and find out where they are weak."
"Sir, you don't expect us to fight these creatures, do you? This is their home. Galuum Hai wants us to make preparations to leav-"
"I'm the one leading this fleet now!"
Galuum Shaud shouted. "Hai didn't have the strength to fight back the evil that took over our home, that murdered our people and left us desolate. We have searched for refuge for too long. This planet is rich and if its inhabitants wont share, we must take what we need."
"What on earth are you going on about? We are not aggressors. "Above all things, let there be peace" remember?"
"And look where that has brought us!"


He marched to the telecom on the control panel. He made a broadcast to the entire fleet

"This is Gauum Shaud, nephew of Galuum Hai and your new commander. How long have we been traversing the universe? How many times have we come close to starving before finding a planet to replenish our resources only to be driven out by unsympathetic races? We value nonviolence so much higher than out own sovereignty that we allowed ourselves to be nearly destroyed. When our oppressors began their reign of destruction, did we gather weapons? Did we fight back? No! We ran under the foolish pretense that we were maintaining our peaceful values. Our peace is nothing but cowardice. What happens to the peaceful races of the universe anyway? Can you think of any that are still standing strong? Has history taught us nothing? Peace always leads to destruction. Now we find ourselves once again on the verge of being stranded and helpless. Galuum Hai maintains the old beliefs that have lead us down this pitiful path. Hal Talori must undergo a severe change. We may not be able to go back home, but if we are strong, we can finally rebuild. We have powerful numbers and powerful weapons that have never been put to good use. We must swallow our empathy and survive. We are not our oppressors; we are not exercising our will over another out of a thirst of power and greed. We are doing this to live. We must maintain our race above all things, even peace. Look on the screens. Look at how they fight. Already our troops are suffering. Do you think these creatures will be peaceful? Do you think they will simply open their gates to us? We cannot endure another voyage in this condition. Rations are dwindling. Our fuel reserves are nearly depleted. Our ship is falling apart and we don't have the materials for repairs. We either flee and die...or we stay and fight. I intend to do what is best for our kind. I'll will be the first to cast off this outdated, failed notion of peace and see reality for what it really is. My orders are to stay and if we mus fight....we will fight.

He finished his speech and turned off the telecom.

"Lock the creature away in the observation chamber and study it."
"Sir, this creature has been nothing but gentle."


Galuum Shaud unholstered his weapon and pointed it at the officer.

"That was an order"
The officer reluctantly took the arms of a very nervous Lisa. Although she couldn't understand the language, the tension was palpable. She knew something had changed. A knot began to form in the pit of her gut. Instinct told her something terrible was about to happen. She knew Shaud was something very different than the rest of his kind. His children followed behind as she was led away.

"Can we stay with the creature, father?" one asked turning back towards Shaud.
He hesitated. It didn't seem to be a threat.
"Okay, love, but bring a guard inside with you."

So, Lisa found herself sitting on a cold metal bench locked in a room with two tiny Hal Talorians starting at her in fascination and one guard awkwardly holding a weapon he was unaccustomed to having in his hands. She untied her ponytail and ran her fingers through her hair. The children mimicked the motion. She still couldnt shake the intense anxiety, but the company of those sweet, strange faces made her smile. She sighed. They sighed. She made silly faces, tapped her feet, mooed, barked; they copied her every time.
"What do you have there?" she asked pointing to the spheres. "May I see?"
The children glanced at each other a and then at her opened hands.

"I think it wants to see our toys."

One gave Lisa both of hers. The other only shared one of his.
They felt lighter than Lisa had anticipated. She smiled.
"Lets see if you can do this."

She began to juggle them expertly. They sat down paying close attention. Even the guard looked intrigued. She swapped to using just one hand, reaching out the free one towards the boy in hopes that he would relinquish his last sphere. He happily did so. She let it roll up her arm and across her chest until it joined the others. She finished and took a bow. They stood and bowed in return causing her to laugh. They took their toys back and showed her how they juggled. They tapped the spheres on very precise spots triggering their anti-gravitational capabilities. The spheres spun and swirled in midair. They looped around the children's' arms. The two of them grasped trunks as the spheres whizzed in circles around the bridge they made.
"Wow." Lisa gawked "You two certainly put me to shame...."

****
Peter O'Mannion chewed a pin as he concentrated on some internet video game. He missed working actual cases with Torchwood. He hated having to live his life in hiding. Ever since the fallout with the government, he felt like he could never carry on without the fear of being caught and locked up.
Just then the phone rang. He eyes the identity of the caller.
What the hell?
UNIT wouldn't be calling unless something was bad. Real bad. She cleared his throat.
"Hello, Torchwood."

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A woman signalled over to Matthew, indicating for him to come over. Matthew strode over to her, taking the telephone receiver from her. "We got Torchwood sir."

"Thank you ma'am," he said, holding the phone to his ear, "This is Agent Carter of Unit, may I ask who I am talking to?". Matthew waited for the reply before he continued, "I don't suppose you've missed the spaceships over London? The Doctor had told us to proceed with caution but the Prime Minister has asked that you be ready to assist us in any way you can. Can we depend on Torchwood?"



The Doctor pointed the sonic at the central column, downloading the signature of the homing device into the TARDIS so the clever little engines could trace it. "Come on." The Doctor murmured, willing the TARDIS to hurry up. "Hahah!" He exclaimed when the TARDIS found the trace. The Doctor flipped the lever, launching the TARDIS before she made that wonderful groaning sound she always did when she landed. The Doctor slipped out of the TARDIS, slowly scanning the corridor to make sure no one was headed his way. He locked the door before setting his way off into the Talorian ship. He heard footsteps coming towards him and jumped into a little offshoot while they went passed. He caught a snippet of their conversation as they went passed. Something about an quiet life form from the planet. The Doctor stood up a little straighter. Unless they had made a habit of summoning humans on board, he was heading the right way to Lisa.

The Doctor frowned as he came across a row of cells. How could Lisa be here? The Hal Talori had never reacted like this to anything.

"Lisa?" The Doctor hissed as he checked each cell in turn, searching for the restaurant owner. He stopped at a cell with two Hal Talorian infants and a familiar dark haired girl as it's occupants. "Lisa?" He asked himself more than anyone. He banged on the door, waving enthusiasticslly , trying to get Lisa's attention. He pointed the sonic at the door, the metallic structure sliding open, "Hello," he took Lisa's hand, pulling her up, "You alright?" He asked her, patting her arms, "Right, plan of action. I don't actually have a plan per se, but I fully intend on getting you home and sorting out this whole thing before a single shot is fired," he knelt down so he was eye to eye with the young Hal Talorians, "Now, I need you two to promise me something, alright," the infants nodded, "if someone comes along and asks what happened to Lisa, tell them 'The Doctor came for her' alright?" He stood up and turned to face Lisa, "Shall we?"

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Peter's eyes lit up and an amused grin spread across his face. He waved to the rest of the crew and signaled them over as he turned on the speaker to his phone.

"Agent Carter of UNIT, eh? Got a bit of an invasion problem that needs sorting out? You must be new, agent, because we don't take orders from UNIT anymore. Unless we hear from Captain Harkness directly, we're just going to stay cozy in this little hole your division drove us into. We're monitoring the scene and I have yet to see these visitors fire any weapons. So why don't you try dealing with that itchy little trigger finger of our new PM or get a hold of Harkness. Oh and if you do, tell him we're hungry."

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Lisa heard an energetic banging at the wall behind her. She turned to see the strange man from her restaurant. The face that had before scowled at him with irritation now met him with joy and relief. He used that unusual tool to unlock the door. He lifted her to her feet, patting her arms like a concerned parent.

"Yes, I'm perfectly fine, Doctor. How did you get up here?"

She cocked her head to one side, raising an eyebrow. "What do you mean plan? How on Earth are you going to sort this out? I don't think the medical field covers alien invasions. Besides, I don't think we can even communicate with them."

Just then, one of the little Hal Talorians gave a tug to his tweed jacket.

[i]Excuse me, she piped" Where are you taking our prisoner? Daddy wanted her locked away so we could learn about her kind.[/i]

Lisa gasped. "Doctor, I can understand them now. I swear I coudn't before and-...wait. Did you just say I'm a prisioner?

She knelt down. Things were starting to come together and make sense. She gave the child a pat on the head.

"You're not used to having other um, other beings on your ship, right?"

The child nodded.

"Your daddy was the one who made that speech, right?

The child nodded again.

"Is he in charge?"

Another nod.

"What about the old one I met? I saw other ones like you bow to him too."

"Gallum Hai can't lead us anymore. Daddy says he's too attached to the old beliefs of our people. He says we will find a home now that he's in charge."


Lisa noticed the guard fumble awkwardly with his weapon. She noticed that he looked uncomfortable holding it in his hands. She didn't think these visitors were typically aggressive. But what was changing? Was it this new leader?

"Please" she said to the guard "if you let me go, I will try to talk to the people. We've been under attack before and you are scaring us now. This...Doctor says he has a plan. Maybe he can help sort this out."

She didn't sound very confident, but the guard nodded. "Yes. If anyone can prevent this violence, its The Doctor."

Lisa turned to her new partner looking stunned." How do you even know- "

The guard continued. "Most of us still believe in the old ways sir. We know what you have done. You fight when you must, but you demand peace above all things. We don't want to take by force, but we don't disobey orders either. I will tell Gallum Shaud that you have come. Now go.

Millions of questions buzzed around Lisa's head, and they all centered around this Doctor. Who was he? How did these aliens hear about him? Even she could sense something greater in the man. It was as if she could great power that resonated far beyond the outdated clothing, she could see unfathomable eons of war in the ancient eyes of an otherwise child-like face.

There was a pause in her heartbeat. A pause she felt only a few times before. Last time her heart stopped was when the phone rang to deliver her the dreadful news of her parents. This was a pivotal moment somehow, but she had yet to know why.

At last, a smile crossed her face as she looked up to the very familiar and yet very strange man. She took a hold of his arm. "Well then. Allons-y, Doctor."

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The Doctor looked around the cell room; at Lisa, the children and the guards and felt that familiar, almost overwhelming, sense of responsibility. He was responsible for saving them now. So often he would just have to save humanity, now he was having to save two races. And each one of them believed that he could do it. He smiled when Lisa took a hold of his arm, "Well then. Allons-y Doctor."

In another life, he had said those words to many people. Allons-y. It did sound good, especially when he yelled it at Alonso. He looked at Lisa, "Geronimo." He said, a conspirital grin tugging at his mouth.




Matthew slammed the phone down on Torchwood, reconnecting the line to the Prime Minister. Trust Harkness to disappear when there was a crisis. Matthew stood to attention when he heard the Prime Minister's voice, "This had better be good Carter."

"I'm afraid not sir. Torchwood has refused assistance until there is solid evidence that the aliens are hostile, sir. And they say they no longer take orders from UNIT. They only answer to Captain Harkness."

"Then bloody find him!"

Matthew sighed. God he really wanted to punch that man in the face sometimes, "That's just the problem, sir. No one has seen hide nor hair of Harkness since Miracle Day. We've been trying for years to find him with no luck," Matthew could almost hear the face the Prime Minister was pulling, "We have managed to establish contact with The Doctor though," he offered as a weak salve to the PM's rising temper.




The Doctor burst into the TARDIS, Lisa in tow, "Right then, plan... I need a plan now," The Doctor ran his fingers through his hair, "Ha! Right then. The plan, here we go. We are going to UNIT, help out Agent Carter," he said, forgetting that Lisa had no idea who Agent Carter was, "and stop this escalating into all out war. Then we need to convince the Hal Talori that colonising Earth is really bad idea and then find a new home for them," he beamed at Lisa, "Any questions?"

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Lisa didn't appear to have heard him. She stood stock still right in front of the TARDIS door. She stood wide-eyed and open mouthed as one hand grasped the railing. From the outside, Lisa had looked at The Doctor's peculiar box with apprehension, saying "How on Earth can you travel in a little old police bo-" before being led inside. Now she was gawking into a wide, circular room with doors to who knew where centered by a glowing, cylindrical dashboard covered in a wide array of buttons, levers, screens, and other gadgets.

"But...it's bigger on the inside...how can it be bigger on the inside?"

She walked down the ramp, turning as she looked all around her.

"Any questions?" she heard him ask.

"Uh, yeah. Could you repeat all that? Did I hear you say something about a war? Also, do you have a phone? I think I should call my sister."

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"But... it's bigger on the inside...how can it be bigger on the inside?"

The Doctor folded his arms, feeling proud of his time machine that still managed to confound almost everyone who came across it. He leaned against the control panel, one leg tucked behind the other. "Time Lord science. It's called 'transcendental dimensionality'," he stood away from the panel, "It's like when you have a a little cube and a big cube and if the big cube is really far away it looks like the big cube fits inside the little cube. Well, it's a little bit like that, but the big cube is instantly accessible," He began flicking switches around the console, "I wouldn't worry too much about it though, we have more important things to worry about."

"Did I hear you say something about a war? Also, do you have a phone? I think I should call my sister."

The Doctor looked across the control room at Lisa, "War is always a possibility and a very ugly affair which we are going to avoid. When people are afraid," He continued in an almost distracted way as he piloted the TARDIS back to London, "they act irrationally and do stupid things that lead to war," Sure that the TARDIS wasn't about to throw into the IOK-1 galaxy, The Doctor made his way to the TARDIS door, opening it to reach the phone. He came back in and handed the old fashioned phone to Lisa, "Phone your sister, let her know you're ok," He said seriously, before going back to the control panel, just to double check they were still in the Milky Way.

The TARDIS lurched, suddenly taking off through the sky. He glared at the central pillar, silently communicating with the TARDIS. A groan was the TARDIS's answer. She was so temperamental sometimes, River had fewer moodswings than this. He tuned out Lisa's conversation with her sister, figuring it was none of his business. The TARDIS groaned again, but this time it was the familiar groan of her landing. He looked outside the TARDIS, checking the trees were the right colour and the air was the right temperature, and all the other things that told him he had landed back on Earth, in London a little more than ten minutes after they had left. "Welcome home," He said, standing back from the door to let Lisa walk out first. So he was a show off, so sue him.

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Lisa thought she sort of understood what he was talking about. She nodded firmly. "Yes, we do."

She gasped at what she saw through the crack in the door. They were speeding through swirls of color and light. She felt the TARDIS sway and her stomach dropped at the realization that she wasn't on a Hal Talorian spaceship. She was about to ask the doctor if he was steering a spaceship until she saw what he had in his hand.

She found herself laughing as he handed her a phone that was even outdated in her time. "Oh, that is rude of me to laugh. I just wasn't expecting to see you come out with a phone on a cord. Thank you."

She felt a little embarrassed as she took the phone. She dialed.

"Hello? asked Anna

"Hey, it's me."

Lisa! Oh my god, are you alright? What happened?"

"The aliens. Hal Talorians. I was being held captive on their ship."

YOU WERE ON A REAL SPACESHIP?!?

"Yeah."

Did they hurt you?

"No, no. I didn't even know I was a prisoner until The Doctor found me. Remember him?

"Oh he told me he would find you!"

Lisa blinked. She looked back at the awkward marvelous man. "Yeah, well he did and he- oomph!"

"What was that?"

"Turbulence? I'm not sure. Look, I have to go now. Tell everyone I'm alright. Can you manage the place today? I need to find out what's going on."

"But Lisa, where are you-?

*click*

She grabbed onto the handlebars so she wouldn't be thrown into them again.

"Doctor, is this a spaceship?"

Her question was soon answered as she felt the vessel grow still.The Doctor threw open the doors and motioned for her to step out first. She stepped forward. They were nestled in a small alleyway. To her left people carried on across the sidewalk as if they hadn't noticed what had just landed. She turned back to The Doctor. She stood motionless for a second, being struck by his face. She knew that look. That look of pride in executing a simple trick and knowing that others would be amazed. She would know that expression even from a distance, mounted high on a trapeze tower.

"Your father thinks he's clever" her mother would tease after her father performed a simple sleight of hand magic trick to the delight of the children.
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is clever," Lisa always insisted. This always caused him to wink cheekily at her mother.

"Thank you, Doctor," she said smiling. "That was a marvelous trick. What do we do next?"

She had a million questions, but she knew other things had to be attended to.

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"Doctor, is this a spaceship?"

The Doctor frowned at the question, striding over to Lisa as he spoke, "A spaceship. No, this is a TARDIS, it's my TARDIS and it is much more than a mere spaceship. The TARDIS is a Time Machine," An impish grin spread across his face, "The whole of time and space at my fingertips in this glorious machine." The TARDIS gurgled with appreciation.

"What do we do next?" Lisa asked.

"You humans, you're so full of questions. It's....brilliant," The Doctor thought for a moment, looking up at the spaceships looming over head, "What street is this?" He said more to himself than to Lisa. The Doctor inhaled deeply, smelling the air around him. He licked the index finger on his left hand and held it up, "We're near the river," He said quietly. He turned and saw the tip of the Tower of London, "AH! That's where we are! We're on Tower Hill!" The Doctor yelled and he turned to Lisa, his delight evident. He grabbed her shoulder, "We're on Tower Hill," He let go of her as quickly as he had grabbed her.

The Doctor ran his hands through his hair. "Right, what we do next is we go to UNIT, which is good because we are near the Tower of London, which is where UNIT is based. Then we are going to find a man by the name of Agent Carter. After that, I'm really not sure what we're going to do, but I'll think of something when we get there. I'm good at that. I used to work for UNIT you know. I know, madness isn't it? But I did, hopefully I still hold some influence there, especially after last time," He trailed off, "Anyway, yes, Tower of London," He began when he finally remembered that Lisa was still there, "Let's go," He finished, holding a hand out for Lisa to take.

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"A time machine?" Lisa repeated with a touch of humor in her voice. "And what did the Middle Ages think about a guy in a bow tie stepping out of a little blue police phone box?"

Her mind struggled to grasp the concept that this odd man had the ability to do things that modern science claimed were still impossible. Then again, she also couldn't explain the compact vehicle's ability to possess so much space from the inside. Perhaps it was some new creation of the Ministry of Defense's science department though she couldn't fathom them having such capabilities.

Then, her ears perked at the strange thing he said next.

"What do you mean "us humans"? From where I'm standing, you're looking pretty human yourself."

She should have thought he was mad, and perhaps she did just a little, but she couldn't help but smile before his flamboyant enthusiasm, even giggling at his excitement.

"Why, yes we are. At least that's what the sign over there says."

She cocked her head to the side at the mention of UNIT. "Do you think they are capable of handling an alien invasion? Aren't they just a security task force?"

Despite her questions, she didn't hesitate for a moment to follow him. She didn't know why. Proper reason would dictate that a young restaurateur had no buisness running towards a government building alongside a strange man who hardly seemed to know what he was doing. She couldn't explain it, she reacted obediently, compulsively, and yet somehow she knew that she was doing something right.

"Why? What happened last time? Doctor, what did you do?"

Going by the day's events, she had a strong suspicion that her new companion had a knack for stirring trouble.

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"Why? What happened last time? Doctor, what did you do?"

The Doctor carried on walking through the streets of London, occasionally looking back to see if Lisa was still following. He was, with great difficulty, resisting the urge to show off further. He wasn't very good at it though; not showing off. He'd been showing off his entire life, all his lives, why stop now?

"Well, the last time I was at UNIT," He started, the urge far too much for him to resist, "I erased the memory of a top scientist and Kate Stewart, which I realise means nothing to you but it is important, all in order to prevent an alien invasion and the destruction of millions of lives," The Doctor turned and carrying on down the street towards the Tower of London, "The very same alien invasion which was part of a plot to kill Elizabeth the first," The Doctor grimaced at the memory of their wedding day, "Who is, was, also my wife. So that's one for the history books, eh Lisa?"

The Doctor walked down the now empty streets, wondering at exactly what point in history London had gotten so busy. Or maybe it was one of those things that didn't have a fixed point, it just sort of happened without anyone really being conscious of it. Most of them were probably aliens anyway. It was slightly disconcerting to see so few people out on the streets.He looked over his shoulder to Lisa, "Stay close to me and don't wander off." He said, just loud enough for her to hear.

The Doctor walked to the front desk, instantly grabbing the attention of the woman behind the desk. It must have been a quiet day since the Hal Talori appeared because she seemed surprised to seem The Doctor and Lisa, and more than a little suspicious to, "Can I help you?" She asked cautiously.

"Yes actually, you can," The Doctor said, leaning against the desk, "I'm looking for Kate Stewart. I'm an old friend," The Doctor smiled at the woman, who nodded slowly.

"Who shall I say you are?" She asked, picking up the receiver and slowly holding it to her ear.

"The Doctor."

"Doctor Who?" She asked, the phone ringing.

"Just The Doctor."

"Hello? Ma'am... Yes, a man called The Doctor has asked for you...Yes, of course... I'll let him know." She hung the phone up and smiled at The Doctor, "Ms. Stewart is on her way, if you'd just like to take a seat," She explained, pointing to a small seating area across from the reception.

The Doctor was never very good at waiting. That was why he had a time machine. He paced the foyer, aware that he probably looked insane. Kate Stewart liked to make people wait, especially him it seemed. When she eventually arrived in the foyer, she was flanked by two UNIT soldiers, and looked as fierce as ever. "Kate!" The Doctor exclaimed, arms open wide. He was acutely aware of a fist connecting with his jaw as his head snapped to the left, causing him to stumble. He looked at Kate, shocked. He shook his head and shrugged, "I probably deserved that."

"Yes you do. Most people do not take too kindly to having their memories wiped."

"And yet you do it to your workers on a daily basis," The Doctor countered, his voice low as he stood over Kate Stewart. She opened her mouth to protest, but The Doctor continued, "This is Lisa. Lisa is my new companion. She's essentially harmless. But enough with the pleasantries. I'm looking for a man by the name of Agent Matthew Carter. He works for you and somehow he has my phone number."

Kate sighed, "And why has he phoned you of all people?"

The Doctor shrugged, turning an ornament on the desk, "Because I am The Doctor. I have a track record of saving this planet," He let his words hang over them, "I mean really, I have nod idea why he called me. Let's go and find out shall we?"



"Agent Carter?"

Matthew's head whizzed around at the sound of his name. Kate Stewart walked into the hub space, followed by two heavily armed guards, a man in a bowtie and a dark haired girl. "Ma'am?" He asked, unsure of what it was Ms. Stewart wanted from him.

"You called The Doctor?"

"Y-yes Ma'am," Matthew stammered, realising that Kate Stewart wasn't impressed, "It seemed the right thing to do in the circumstances ma'am."

The man in the bow tie practically skipped to the front, "Agent Carter!" He shook Matthew's hand vigorously, "I'm The Doctor. This is Lisa," He pointed to the dark haired girl, "You can go now Kate," The Doctor said airily, "We can take things from here."

Matthew looked at The Doctor. He looked younger than Matthew was expecting, almost childlike, and altogether less impressive than The Doctor's reputation would have you believe. This was the man who had saved the universe countless times? If he was human, he would barely be out of university. "Pleasure to meet you sir."

A phone began to ring. Matthew checked the caller ID, "Prime Minister?" The Doctor asked. Matthew nodded then The Doctor took the handsfree device from Matthew's ear and pointed some kind of sonic device at it, "Disconnected the line. We are now completely free of all governmental influences," The Doctor ran up to one of the balconies, taking Lisa with him, "Now then, Agent Carter," The Doctor raised his voice, quite clearly in charge of this situation, "re-establish a communication line with the Hal Talori. And can someone get me some tea and a plate of Jammie Dodgers. And whatever my friend wants. Thank you."

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Physically, Lisa managed to keep pace along The Doctor's long-legged stride, but her brain on the other hand, struggled to follow his story in a way that made sense. Mind erasure? Aliens plotting to kill a queen who had died five hundred years ago? Elizabeth the First being married to...to..whatever or whoever this man was? She must have slept through that history class.
"Has anyone ever told you that you are absolutely mad?" she asked.

The comment caused a smile to spread across her face. Somehow she knew it was true, and yet she could feel a budding faith in him, as if he really could save the world and had before.
What the hell has gotten into me? she thought. It wasn't like her to up and run off with a complete stranger, especially in the face of an invasion. Normally, she would be rushing her family home, closing the restaurant, hunkering down in the basement making sure her remaining loved ones would be safe. Why did she feel as if she were doing them a greater good by following a man who didn't even have a real name?

She hesitated in front of UNIT headquarters. As a civilian she didn't really feel like she had any business going inside, but she changed her tune at the sight of a fleet of armed Hal Talorians marching around the corner.

Inside, things seemed eerily quiet. Even the receptionist carried a casual air as if she had no idea of the chaos outside. She shrugged at the woman's confusion at the man's name.
"I just go along with it," she said.

Lisa took a seat on the bench and watched her rescuer pace around restlessly.
"You'll make yourself dizzy if you keep going around in circles," she commented to his deaf ears. At last Mrs. Stewart approached the foyer. The woman clearly didn't share The Doctor's cheery enthusiasm at their reunion. The slap prompted a startled squeak from Lisa's mouth which she then covered in a brief moment of shock. However, she couldn't help but nod in agreement at his comment. She couldn't really blame Stewart for her anger.

She blinked as The Doctor, for just a brief moment, radiated some real power as he stood imposingly before the woman. For the first time, Lisa sensed that there was far more to the strange man than a charming smile and a magic box. She also felt the weight of what he called her. Something about the word "companion" plucked at her core are reverberated through her being. As Stewart ecorted them deeper within headquarters, she grasped The Doctor's sleeve.
She tried not to gawk at the advanced surveillance systems and the teams of busy agents scrambling to assess the true nature of the invaders. She smiled, extending a hand out to Agent Carter. "Pleasure, sir."

She could hardly believe it when The Doctor began to give out orders, and even more so when the agents obliged. She gazed at her partner with a combination of confusion and awe.
"Tea would be lovely, thank you" she said somewhat absently.
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Gallum Shaud had just taken his seat on the bridge when his second commander said they were being hailed.

"Open a line," he said. "It time these humans know that this place is ours now. Perhaps we can talk them into a peaceful surrender."

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The communications line behind him crackled to life, the screen snowing to life, slowly revealing a small group of the Hal Talori. The Doctor clapped his hands, rubbing them together gleefully, an almost childish grin on his face. He always got a little giddy at this part. When the line cleared into a clear picture, he began, "Hello there, I'm The Doctor," He said with a little wave, "May I know who I am talking to?"

"I am Gallum Shaud."

The Doctor nodded, "Well then Gallum Shaud, allow me to address the Hal Talori under Section Fifteen of the Shadow Proclamation, with all the authority of the Slitheen Parliament of Raxacoricofallapatorious, The Gelth Confederacy and The Cult of Skaro, as sanctioned by the Mighty Jagrafess and the Time Lord Council, I command you to leave this planet in peace," The Doctor let his words sink in to the Hal Talorian commander, "And while I am at it, might I remind you that Earth is a Level 5 planet. If you even attempt to colonise it, not only will you have me to contend with, but an army of Judoon squadrons will be on your people before you can even contemplate surrender," The Doctor turned his back on the screen for a moment, "And even after all that," He looked over his shoulder as he spoke, his body following him around, "If you are still considering trying to take this planet by force, look me up. Search through this planet's history. And when you've done that, do the sensible thing," The Doctor grinned, "I await your answer." The Doctor pointed the sonic screwdriver at the screen, disconnecting the line.

The Doctor turned back to the small group of people, "They'll get back to us soon enough with their answer," He accepted the cup of tea a staff member brought to him, taking a Jammie Dodger from the plate, "In the mean time all we can do is wait."

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