Fic: Fearless (Part Five/?)
Author: primeverse
Title: Fearless.
Author: primeverse
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Eleven, Amy, Rory, Jack, Adam, Shadow Proclamation, Time Agency, incl John Hart.
Pairings: Eleven/Amy, Eleven Amy /Rory. (Just released ive been shipping them in the summary by accident!)
Spoilers: The Series 5 Trailer.
Ratings: T+
Warnings: Eventually Character Death, Dark.
A/N: Really sorry for how late this is, the internet is so dodgy at the moment! As in non-exsistant, but because i love you so much, ive been able to do alot more, and ive started another fic, based on Romeo and Juliet =D ENJOY!
When the Doctor, Amy and Jack land on a supposedly inhabitable world, they find something hiding in the dark, fighting a war long since lost. And it's fearless.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five.
‘Help!’ he screamed into the darkness. The vampire cocked it’s head in curiosity, teeth bared to slice into his neck. One bite, that was all it took. He was already loosing so much blood, from the slash across his chest that had happened earlier when the fence spike had impaled him. He vaguely wondered whether his life would flash in front of his eyes, and what it would contain? He’d seen death so many times, in the hospital where it was constant. But death had so many faces, and the one that was staring at him was a beautiful one, that was disfigured, teeth, long teeth. He was babbling wasn’t he? And talking to himself, never a good sign.
It lunged forward.
A sickening crack alerted him to the fact that maybe he had died, but quickly he realised that no, his life had not ended, but the vampires had. The tip of the steak protruding through it’s chest as it was frozen in animation, face quite comical. It’s body was kicked off him by a tall figure, and he looked up to see the Doctor standing there, dark green eyes staring at him.
‘Help.’ he croaked again, pressing a hand to the wound on his chest. This was taking on a dream like quality. The Doctor crouched, holding the sonic screwdriver.
He wasn’t sure anymore whether this was reality or one huge nightmare.
The Doctor leaned into his ear. ‘I win.’
They were all stood in the TARDIS listening to the Doctor rattle on. Amy’s hand in Rory’s that Jack hadn’t failed to notice, he also hadn’t failed to notice the steely glare that the Doctor gave Rory when Amy wasn’t looking.
‘My mate Adam, my good mate Adam, who I happened to send home after he- well, we won’t go into that, ill show you the funny way when you meet him- seems to have joined the Time Agency according to my man Jack here. So imagine the scenario.’
‘You join up, and they send you to train on a planet that’s uninhabitable, you know, low oxygen, it’s harder to get guns that work. But whilst you weren’t looking something sets itself up on the planet. Either they disbanded from the Time Agency or they’ve just been waiting. Anyway, you’ve got these unprepared, untrained soldiers’ from across the universe, and there’s something hiding in the dark.’
He raised an eyebrow.
‘And they get curious, and they set it free. It might be something gone wrong, but from what Adam made it out to be, it ‘aint good people.’
‘So, what do we do? The Shadow Proclamation said they were doing something.’ Jack exclaimed.
‘Yeah, but we have good old fashioned force, and they have twenty years of rules and regulations.’
Jack raised an eyebrow.
‘Never been one to question authority Doctor?’
‘That’s me Jack. Now, assuming the TARDIS feels like going to help them out, we should be thrown into a war zone. Happy?’
He didn’t need to be able to feel the emotions in the room to see that Rory was visibly uncomfortable, and only came along because he felt threatened by the Time Lord. He had scrutinised Rory often enough to know the other man’s weakness, and heard Amy moan on about him often enough to make him feel that he might have a chance. This body was so selfish. Almost like…Jack. God.
There was a murmur that passed between them, and the Doctor took that as an agreement to set off. The screen, in spirally Galifreyan writing, told him it was a closed planet.
‘This is an announcement, Sol 3, otherwise known as Earth, is now closed. Earth is closed…’
His shook his head to dispel the memories of the Year that Never Was. He just really wanted to forget it, along with the other billions of people on the planet. The Master was dead, either that or missing, perhaps sent back to the Time War. His best friend from Gallifrey was gone, even after he tried to kill him all those times, he was still that- his best friend.
‘Get out of the way.’
Amy leant against the side of the jump seat, watching him fiddle with the controls. He had that far away look in his eye, that meant he was thinking of things past rather than things present. But then he shook his head, and flicked the central control down. The TARDIS must have been feeling generous, because with a thump and a sound like trumpeting elephants, the machine bellowed into action.
With nothing to hold on to, Rory found himself on the floor of the TARDIS grating rather painfully. He’d travelled before with the Doctor, finding himself nearly killed several times.
He had had no real desire to repeat those experiences, but Amy had dropped him like a sack at home and continued on! He loved that girl, and they had been starting to plan their wedding, but even he wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take. He didn’t know if he could be second best to the Doctor all the time. He wasn’t perfect- he knew that better than anyone. He was selfish, jealous and cold when he wanted or needed to be. Like in Venice. Not that he would tell Amy, some things were better kept to themselves. He let himself have a sneaky glance at the man who had introduced himself as ‘Captain Jack Harkness.’ it probably wasn’t a good sign that Amy kept accidentally calling him ‘Captain Hotness.’ The man in question was just sat on the jump seat, feet up as if he belonged there. Four of them in the TARDIS, maybe not the best idea he had ever had.
The grinding stopped.
The Doctor stared at the controls, cocked his head and looked at the screen. He squinted as if reading something in fine print, then with a flourish ripped a piece of something out of the console and threw it behind him.
‘That was not a good idea then?’ he asked the TARDIS whilst rubbing his head in a circular motion, making his long dark hair stand on ends. Amy resisted the urge to smooth the long tendrils down into his long fringe again, her fingers twitched and she almost slapped them back into pace at her side.
‘Were here.’
‘Then what’s the problem?’ Jack asked the Doctor with a shake of his head.
‘I don‘t know. It just seems odd. I can feel it. The whole planet feels…I don’t know…artificial. The TARDIS doesn’t like it.’
He opened the door of the TARDIS a crack, then a little further when no immediate threat seemed obvious. Jack and Amy quickly joined him, but Rory hung behind.
‘Its no safer in there Rory. Its made of wood.’
He slunk out quietly and sulking as the state of the planet became apparent.
The planet was perpetually brown, some black in places, and littered with discarded weapons and dust. It reminded the Doctor of the end of the universe in some aspects. Desolate, dreary. He kicked the ground experimentally, and the dust swirled around his feet. He rolled his mouth and looked up and around, and the others did the same.
‘Its..empty.’
‘It’s artificial.’ The Doctor repeated, tasting the air with his tongue. ‘It’s made like this, the natural planet was deemed unfit for inhabitation, someone has made it.’
‘Doctor, your friend Adam. He said-’
The sound of a gun cocking loudly in the silence made them stop, turning around slowly with their hands up, the four of them came face to face with a solider, who couldn’t have been more than in his late teens.
‘Where did you come from?’ He asked, gun shaking in his hands.
They quickly assessed that the man probably wouldn’t shoot them, that maybe he was new and eager to please.
‘Show me your eyes.’
Without warning a flash of light burst into their eyes, and they went to shield them from the glare. But then the light dissolved away, and Amy rubbed her eyes in pain.
‘Had to check, sorry.’ the man grumbled as he clicked his wrist strap.
‘Now. What do you want, where the hell did you come from? This planet is closed! No one has access.’
‘Oh you know, just popped in mate, you couldn’t tell me could you- do you know a bloke called Adam?’
The man narrowed his eyes. ‘What’s it to you. We have loads of Adam’s.’
‘Did one of them tell you this big eared bloke with a blonde girl used to call him a the Van Statten idiot?’
His face lit up with recognition, but he kept it under control as best as he could. ‘Maybe.’
‘Well he invited us along for a chat. So if you don’t mind.-
‘He doesn’t want to see anyone.’
‘Oh bloody hell, Jacob, let him in!’ came an indignant reply over the radio. The man looked startled for a minute, dropped his gun, and fumbled for the comm.
‘Yes sir, right away sir, thought they might have been those-’
‘I. Don’t. Care.’
‘Yes, of course.’
The Doctor swung backwards and forwards on his heels, patiently, waiting for the argument to finish. Amy was playing with the hair on Rory’s neck hiding a small smile at Jacob’s rush to answer orders. He had taken off his helmet now, blonde short hair, and brown eyes that looked slightly crazed as he hurried words into the comm. He eventualy finished and turned back to them slowly.
‘You can go in, mind your step. Good job you landed in our territory.’ Jacob grumbled to them. He hated making Adam mad.
‘We were lucky weren’t we!’ the tall bloke, with floppy brown hair and good looks proclaimed loudly, clumping down the stairs.
‘Come on.’ he turned on his heels to the rest of the group, and the red-haired girl- still staring at Jacob- followed him. Followed by a handsome man, who winked at him as he went past, and a reluctant man who stared at the leader with a glare.
What an odd group. Jacob thought.
Title: Fearless.
Author: primeverse
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Eleven, Amy, Rory, Jack, Adam, Shadow Proclamation, Time Agency, incl John Hart.
Pairings: Eleven/Amy, Eleven Amy /Rory. (Just released ive been shipping them in the summary by accident!)
Spoilers: The Series 5 Trailer.
Ratings: T+
Warnings: Eventually Character Death, Dark.
A/N: Really sorry for how late this is, the internet is so dodgy at the moment! As in non-exsistant, but because i love you so much, ive been able to do alot more, and ive started another fic, based on Romeo and Juliet =D ENJOY!
When the Doctor, Amy and Jack land on a supposedly inhabitable world, they find something hiding in the dark, fighting a war long since lost. And it's fearless.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five.
‘Help!’ he screamed into the darkness. The vampire cocked it’s head in curiosity, teeth bared to slice into his neck. One bite, that was all it took. He was already loosing so much blood, from the slash across his chest that had happened earlier when the fence spike had impaled him. He vaguely wondered whether his life would flash in front of his eyes, and what it would contain? He’d seen death so many times, in the hospital where it was constant. But death had so many faces, and the one that was staring at him was a beautiful one, that was disfigured, teeth, long teeth. He was babbling wasn’t he? And talking to himself, never a good sign.
It lunged forward.
A sickening crack alerted him to the fact that maybe he had died, but quickly he realised that no, his life had not ended, but the vampires had. The tip of the steak protruding through it’s chest as it was frozen in animation, face quite comical. It’s body was kicked off him by a tall figure, and he looked up to see the Doctor standing there, dark green eyes staring at him.
‘Help.’ he croaked again, pressing a hand to the wound on his chest. This was taking on a dream like quality. The Doctor crouched, holding the sonic screwdriver.
He wasn’t sure anymore whether this was reality or one huge nightmare.
The Doctor leaned into his ear. ‘I win.’
They were all stood in the TARDIS listening to the Doctor rattle on. Amy’s hand in Rory’s that Jack hadn’t failed to notice, he also hadn’t failed to notice the steely glare that the Doctor gave Rory when Amy wasn’t looking.
‘My mate Adam, my good mate Adam, who I happened to send home after he- well, we won’t go into that, ill show you the funny way when you meet him- seems to have joined the Time Agency according to my man Jack here. So imagine the scenario.’
‘You join up, and they send you to train on a planet that’s uninhabitable, you know, low oxygen, it’s harder to get guns that work. But whilst you weren’t looking something sets itself up on the planet. Either they disbanded from the Time Agency or they’ve just been waiting. Anyway, you’ve got these unprepared, untrained soldiers’ from across the universe, and there’s something hiding in the dark.’
He raised an eyebrow.
‘And they get curious, and they set it free. It might be something gone wrong, but from what Adam made it out to be, it ‘aint good people.’
‘So, what do we do? The Shadow Proclamation said they were doing something.’ Jack exclaimed.
‘Yeah, but we have good old fashioned force, and they have twenty years of rules and regulations.’
Jack raised an eyebrow.
‘Never been one to question authority Doctor?’
‘That’s me Jack. Now, assuming the TARDIS feels like going to help them out, we should be thrown into a war zone. Happy?’
He didn’t need to be able to feel the emotions in the room to see that Rory was visibly uncomfortable, and only came along because he felt threatened by the Time Lord. He had scrutinised Rory often enough to know the other man’s weakness, and heard Amy moan on about him often enough to make him feel that he might have a chance. This body was so selfish. Almost like…Jack. God.
There was a murmur that passed between them, and the Doctor took that as an agreement to set off. The screen, in spirally Galifreyan writing, told him it was a closed planet.
‘This is an announcement, Sol 3, otherwise known as Earth, is now closed. Earth is closed…’
His shook his head to dispel the memories of the Year that Never Was. He just really wanted to forget it, along with the other billions of people on the planet. The Master was dead, either that or missing, perhaps sent back to the Time War. His best friend from Gallifrey was gone, even after he tried to kill him all those times, he was still that- his best friend.
‘Get out of the way.’
Amy leant against the side of the jump seat, watching him fiddle with the controls. He had that far away look in his eye, that meant he was thinking of things past rather than things present. But then he shook his head, and flicked the central control down. The TARDIS must have been feeling generous, because with a thump and a sound like trumpeting elephants, the machine bellowed into action.
With nothing to hold on to, Rory found himself on the floor of the TARDIS grating rather painfully. He’d travelled before with the Doctor, finding himself nearly killed several times.
He had had no real desire to repeat those experiences, but Amy had dropped him like a sack at home and continued on! He loved that girl, and they had been starting to plan their wedding, but even he wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take. He didn’t know if he could be second best to the Doctor all the time. He wasn’t perfect- he knew that better than anyone. He was selfish, jealous and cold when he wanted or needed to be. Like in Venice. Not that he would tell Amy, some things were better kept to themselves. He let himself have a sneaky glance at the man who had introduced himself as ‘Captain Jack Harkness.’ it probably wasn’t a good sign that Amy kept accidentally calling him ‘Captain Hotness.’ The man in question was just sat on the jump seat, feet up as if he belonged there. Four of them in the TARDIS, maybe not the best idea he had ever had.
The grinding stopped.
The Doctor stared at the controls, cocked his head and looked at the screen. He squinted as if reading something in fine print, then with a flourish ripped a piece of something out of the console and threw it behind him.
‘That was not a good idea then?’ he asked the TARDIS whilst rubbing his head in a circular motion, making his long dark hair stand on ends. Amy resisted the urge to smooth the long tendrils down into his long fringe again, her fingers twitched and she almost slapped them back into pace at her side.
‘Were here.’
‘Then what’s the problem?’ Jack asked the Doctor with a shake of his head.
‘I don‘t know. It just seems odd. I can feel it. The whole planet feels…I don’t know…artificial. The TARDIS doesn’t like it.’
He opened the door of the TARDIS a crack, then a little further when no immediate threat seemed obvious. Jack and Amy quickly joined him, but Rory hung behind.
‘Its no safer in there Rory. Its made of wood.’
He slunk out quietly and sulking as the state of the planet became apparent.
The planet was perpetually brown, some black in places, and littered with discarded weapons and dust. It reminded the Doctor of the end of the universe in some aspects. Desolate, dreary. He kicked the ground experimentally, and the dust swirled around his feet. He rolled his mouth and looked up and around, and the others did the same.
‘Its..empty.’
‘It’s artificial.’ The Doctor repeated, tasting the air with his tongue. ‘It’s made like this, the natural planet was deemed unfit for inhabitation, someone has made it.’
‘Doctor, your friend Adam. He said-’
The sound of a gun cocking loudly in the silence made them stop, turning around slowly with their hands up, the four of them came face to face with a solider, who couldn’t have been more than in his late teens.
‘Where did you come from?’ He asked, gun shaking in his hands.
They quickly assessed that the man probably wouldn’t shoot them, that maybe he was new and eager to please.
‘Show me your eyes.’
Without warning a flash of light burst into their eyes, and they went to shield them from the glare. But then the light dissolved away, and Amy rubbed her eyes in pain.
‘Had to check, sorry.’ the man grumbled as he clicked his wrist strap.
‘Now. What do you want, where the hell did you come from? This planet is closed! No one has access.’
‘Oh you know, just popped in mate, you couldn’t tell me could you- do you know a bloke called Adam?’
The man narrowed his eyes. ‘What’s it to you. We have loads of Adam’s.’
‘Did one of them tell you this big eared bloke with a blonde girl used to call him a the Van Statten idiot?’
His face lit up with recognition, but he kept it under control as best as he could. ‘Maybe.’
‘Well he invited us along for a chat. So if you don’t mind.-
‘He doesn’t want to see anyone.’
‘Oh bloody hell, Jacob, let him in!’ came an indignant reply over the radio. The man looked startled for a minute, dropped his gun, and fumbled for the comm.
‘Yes sir, right away sir, thought they might have been those-’
‘I. Don’t. Care.’
‘Yes, of course.’
The Doctor swung backwards and forwards on his heels, patiently, waiting for the argument to finish. Amy was playing with the hair on Rory’s neck hiding a small smile at Jacob’s rush to answer orders. He had taken off his helmet now, blonde short hair, and brown eyes that looked slightly crazed as he hurried words into the comm. He eventualy finished and turned back to them slowly.
‘You can go in, mind your step. Good job you landed in our territory.’ Jacob grumbled to them. He hated making Adam mad.
‘We were lucky weren’t we!’ the tall bloke, with floppy brown hair and good looks proclaimed loudly, clumping down the stairs.
‘Come on.’ he turned on his heels to the rest of the group, and the red-haired girl- still staring at Jacob- followed him. Followed by a handsome man, who winked at him as he went past, and a reluctant man who stared at the leader with a glare.
What an odd group. Jacob thought.