Doppelgangers - A Doctor Who fanfic - chapter 4
DoppelgangersBy MoonTsunamiTen, Rose, and DonnaRated G right now, might change later...Spoilers up to S4 Episode, The Unicorn and the Wasp, then AU after that Quick Summary: They say that everyone on Earth, or even in the Universe has a twin some where out there. Too bad for the Doctor and Donna that they found theirs’. Can Donna save the Doctor from spending the rest of his life in jail, and stranding her on a foreign planet, and how does Rose factor into all of this?
Rose was staring at the poster with complete shock. There they were, The Doctor, Donna, and herself, looking at her from the poster. Her fingers traced the familiar angles of the Doctor’s face, yet she knew this man on the poster to be a murder. It seemed even their doubles in the universe were drawn to each other. She looked the names on the poster; Badona Weolf was the name of the woman who looked like her. Badona Weolf - Bad Wolf, the same words that followed her and the Doctor throughout the stars, pulling the two together.
Rose looked away from the poster and turned to Donna. Worry was etched on the woman’s face, and the worry spread to Rose’s, but she tried not to show it. They had scanned the door with the sonic screwdriver and found that there were at least twenty deadlock seals. She had just spent three years with Pete’s Torchwood and wasn’t about to sit around on her arse the entire time. Rose had some knowledge of the sonic technology, but not enough to be able to disable and disengage that many locks at once. They had gotten one undone, but as soon as they moved to the next the previous one reengaged. It was an all or nothing effort. The women were stumped at the moment.
People looked at the woman warily, keeping a large distance between them. The women were confused as they turned around to look at the people. Donna had already encountered this when the Doctor had first disappeared within the Crucible, and she still could not understand why people shied away from them. Rose tried to go up to a couple who were walking slightly closer than any of the other villagers. The woman noticed and her partner quickly pushed her behind him. They backed away slowly as Rose moved closer.
“Please, please, no,” the woman pleaded. “We did nothing just let us live. We mean you no harm.”
Rose looked puzzled. “Neither do I. I just want to know, why you are scared to death of me?”
The boyfriend moved to protect his woman better. “Your tricks will not work on us specter! Please just leave us be!” He was frantically moving backwards.
“Oh come now. I don’t want to hurt you. Please I just want to ask you a couple questions!” Rose lunged at the man and grabbed him around the wrist. The woman screamed out in terror and the man was awestruck. He looked as if he would sprout boils from Rose’s very touch. Finally wrenching his arm away from Rose, the woman took his wrist between her hands, expecting the worst.
“Now see, I don’t want to hurt you, we just need to talk,” Rose said pointing in-between herself and Donna, who was staring at the entire scene with a mixed face of both shock and fear. The man cradled his wrist with the woman. After a moment of absolutely nothing happening, the couple turned their faces to Rose and Donna.
“But the touch of a specter is supposed to cause immediate suffering, ending with death in minutes,” said the man, shock spreading across his features.
“Now I’ve got to say, Blondie here might not be the prettiest thing in the universe, but she isn’t a plague carrying she-beast.” Donna said, finally speaking up. Rose shot her a disparaging look, but turned back to the couple. Donna shot her a quick, mischievous grin.
Rose moved closer to the couple again. “Look, see? No suffering touch.” She held up her hands, palms facing the couple, in hopes to inspire a little trust. “I’m just Rose Tyler and this is Donna Noble.” She motioned to Donna who stood behind her, and who then gave a little wave with her bandaged hands. “We’re travelers, and we’re with a man called the Doctor. Donna said that he was taken to the Crucible. There has been a mistake though. We are not the same people of your planet. He has been falsely imprisoned.”
A look of revelation started to dawn across the couple’s faces. The strange clothes, accents, mannerisms, they were nothing like their people. There was something a miss with the entire situation. “We are sorry. I am Trager,” spoke the man, “and this is Gevina.” He motioned to the woman. Rubbing his wrist and still a bit cautious of the women, he stood a little taller to speak with them. “The similarities between our wanted, victims and yourselves are astounding. We figured that the specters had altered their appearance in order to trick their tormenter.” As he said this, he motioned to the women’s clothing. “Please forgive us.”
“No, you’re fine. I just beat my hands to ground beef trying to get someone to notice that before, but hey the blonde comes along and you all come around.” Donna sounded a bit miffed, but sarcasm was ripe in her tone.
“We are fine.” Rose said, giving Donna a look. “We just need to help our friend. He is trapped in there,” she pointed to the Crucible, “and we need to get him out.”
Trager and Gevina shook their heads. “You can’t get into the Crucible. It is for our most violent offenders. They must wait out the specters before they can be punished. You might be able to speak to the Chancellor…” Trager trailed off. “Well he won’t want to see you, considering who you look like.”
Gevina now spoke. “Well we could try and speak to him. To show him what you have shown us. He must believe his eyes and then he can set your friend free.” She gave them an encouraging look.
“Well lead the way.” Donna said starting to walk in a random direction. Gevina, Trager, and Rose started to walk in the opposite direction. Looking over her shoulder, Donna quickly changed directions. An angry whisper escaped her lips. “I knew that…”