Dalek Zane led the way into the Stormtrooper's vessel, and already two Stromtroopers were prepared to die. Zane killed them himself. "We need to find the primary control area of this vessel," Dalek Volk remarks. "Kill all who stand in the way. They will be no match for us." The other Daleks agree with barks of "I obey!". Five in total, including Zane and Volk, they were a force to be reckoned with. The Stormtroopers that tried to stop them met their match and were killed instantly. They had soon made a good way into the cruiser, but then heard a shout. "Dalek Zane! A word, if you will." "It is the Mandalorian," Zane says. "Let him through." The other Daleks move aside to form a small gap where Tir LeRane is stood, in his Mandalorian armour, weapon smartly holstered. "Everything you wanted has been set up as you ordered." "Yes," Dalek Zane says. "And it is we who do the ordering. Do not call for us again." "I came to check up on you, and see if you needed assistance. And also to tell you that we need to ascertain a trace on this vessel you want to bring here. To do that, we need to send a message to it that will make this doctor want to come. Then we withdraw all his vessel's power." "You will monitor all transmissions within this ship, and record the ones you think will be appropriate to draw him in. Anything with death will have him running here very quick. Make it happen. Now move!" "As you wish," LeRane says, and turns and walks back the way he had come. "Continue!" Dalek Zane commands to the other Daleks. They move in procession along the corridor, firing upon any Stormtrooper they come across. All of these are easy to beat, and all carry a range of weapons, but none are as powerful as a Jedi, and so all are destroyed and killed. Turning a corner, the five Daleks stop. Across the communications bay they had turned into, a range of heavy artillery weapons are set up in a semi-circle around the entrance. Each one, whether handheld or still, is manned by a stormtrooper. The middle weapon directly facing the entrance is the biggest of the lot. The Stormtrooper manning it gives a signal and shouts "FIRE!" Everything that was fired at the Daleks was deflected back at the source. Those that missed blasted apart walls and scorched all that they made contact with. Very quickly, smoke fills the area, and some of the Stormtroopers with handheld weapons make a bid for freedom. A massive blast from the ground clears the smoke very quickly, and a wind spreads quickly through the room. "Activate magna-locks!" Dalek Volk shouts. The Daleks all affirm and their bottoms glow, and none of them are even pulled a centimetre towards the hole. The Stormtroopers have little success, however, holding on to whatever they are manning. Their strength weakens quickly and they are sucked through the hole. The Daleks about turn and turn left, where two of the Stormtroopers who had escaped were spotted. Both are cut down quickly, and the Daleks continue on their way. The Stormtroopers are getting desperate. Holes where they have blasted the ground are open to space, but the Daleks still aren't getting pulled through them. The Daleks turn into a different corridor, and hear running. "Halt. You are unauthorised in here," the Stormtrooper cries. Dalek Zane blasts him. They then head along the corridor, and it seems the Mandalorians have also joined the fun, as more laser fire starts up. Only one door is on this corridor, so Dalek Volk blasts it. They are held back for a fraction of a second as they seem to have stumbled upon a food hall. Dalek Zane then fires at one of the Stormtroopers, which brings the rest of them to action. "Set blasters on full." "Yes, sir." "Blast them." The Stormtroopers start firing on the Daleks, but to no effect. The Daleks then start methodically killing the Stormtroopers. "Call for reinforcements!" one of them shouts, before getting a deflected shot to the neck. The last Stormtrooper is killed, and the Daleks move on.
"Hey! Hey!" The Daleks stop and prepare to fire, only to find another Mandalorian. "LeRane says we've located the bridge, and he wants me to lead you to it." "Take us to it," Dalek Zane says. The Mandalorian walks along following a map, but cannot avoid looking over his shoulder every few seconds. When he reaches a set of doors, he presses a button on the wall. The lift doors open. "You will have to go up in here. It will take you to the bridge," the Mandalorian says, with no air of authority. With no warning, Dalek Volk fired upon the Mandalorian, who dropped like a stone. They then file into the lift, where Volk exclaims "Coward." "We might have needed him," Dalek Zane says. "We can call on others." "How does this thing operate?" Another Dalek has already docked the plunger-like access stalk into the astromech bowser. The lift doors close and the lift rises upwards. Alarms start to blare. "Our presence has been identified," Dalek Zane says. "It will not matter. We almost have control of this ship. They can do nothing to prevent that." "Trooper. Trooper. Argh. Get more troops down to the crash site. Get an investigation underway." The voice is faint, and the lift starts slowing down. "Let's finish this," Dalek Volk says, and blasts the lift doors open. The bridge is indeed located beyond the doors, and a few Stormtroopers and a commander stare at the lift. "What the-" the commander starts, before being killed by Volk. But the blast went straight through him and hit the consoles behind. Static then starts up, and Zane screams "Move! Move it! Down! Down! Dooooown!" The Dalek with the access uses the droid bowser and releases the lift. Hurtling down, the lift clangs against the floor and vibrates the entire lift causing the Daleks to shake and rattle. The lift doors then open. Outside is stood Tir LeRane. "The message has been sent and the Doctor should be getting it soon." An explosion from above rocks the ship. LeRane looks up. "Did you destroy the entire bridge?" "Yes. Now show us all other functioning systems of this ship. We need to get ready to either escape or attack."
"Aha. This looks interesting." The Doctor is scanning for various planets to explore. Always on the lookout for great places of interest, he had come across a great planet in the far off reaches of space. Landing his TARDIS, he had set out to look around the planet, which was a sparse desert/forest combination. And now, he had come across what looked like a castle. Using his sonic screwdriver to pick the lock, which was electronic, The Doctor walks forward, entering the main lobby. It was styled with everything wooden, and the lock looked like it was the only thing that wasn't made of natural materials, and that made for an interesting mystery. "Only an electronic lock, while everything else... Wait a minute! Someone made this their new home, and didn't think much of the security. So that means... Somewhere around here..." The Doctor uses his sonic screwdriver to scan the area for more electrical disturbances. A ping comes when it is pointed at the ceiling. Looking around for some stairs, The Doctor then climbs them quietly, listening for any clues. On the landing, he looks around for any clues for the new owners, and spots a number of electric items at the other end of the corridor. Halfway there, he spots a mirror, and looks into it. Dark skin with black, scruffy hair showing through a bold black top hat, he also sees the red, woven material he wears as a flowing suit. Made on Gallifrey by the finest craftsmen of materials specially for The Doctor, it had a parting at the bottom which split and fell to his knees. He wore black trousers as well. Walking to the only door on this side, he leans against it and listens in. "-soon be up and running." "Good. I want this done properly." "Just a few-" A beep sounds behind The Doctor and the wooden door falls down, bringing him with it. Crashing on the floor, The Doctor looks up to see the person who had discovered him. Looking around, he sees the new owner of this castle. "And who do we have here?" the man asks. "The Doctor. Just The Doctor." "Ha! Ha! Ha! HAA! We don't recognise any laws here, not even those set by the time whatever-it-is. We escaped and set up a new home here so we could plan for a domination." "If you mean the space-time continuum, you're a lot stupider than you look. I think you mean the Shadow Proclamation. And why are you telling me all this anyway?" "I will not be called stupid! I am Emperor Pirilax and I will not be spoken to like that by anyone!" The atmosphere in the room is now stiff with tension. "As to why I am telling you, it doesn't matter if you know anyway. You won't be around to tell anyone." "That's where I think you are wrong," The Doctor replies. Getting up, he then gives a quick look around the room. "You've fitted this place up with quite a lot of electrical equipment." He then turns around casually, noting the empty opening into the corridor beyond and back to face the Emperor. "What if it suddenly exploded? This place is wood. Surely you aren't planning on staying here?" "What are you on about? I have you here at my mercy, about to execute you, and you're examining my technology!" "Well. Really! Fine then, my good chap. Three reasons. One, if this was a proper execution, I'd be fully guarded with no way of escape. Two, no-one seems interested in me except you anyway. And three, I can just do this." From out of his sleeve, The Doctor draws his Sonic Screwdriver, activating it and waving it across the room. All the electrical equipment explodes, and The Doctor makes his getaway. "GET HIM!" screams Emperor Pirilax. The Doctor is already down the stairs however, and is making a break for the main door. Two guards emerge from a side door in the lobby and run at The Doctor. Ducking under them, he continues on and bursts through the door. A few hundred feet away was the forest from which he had first emerged, but before that was a desert area full of sand. If it came to using guns, he really didn't want to try and dodge bullets with no cover. Running faster than he had before, The Doctor makes it to the forest area just as the first sounds of bullets started up. But then a new sound started up that made him turn around at the edge of the forest. Ships of different varieties were rising over the edge of the castle and speeding over the forest, or turning in different directions. The Doctor runs through the forest, and reaches the area he left the TARDIS. Before he could open the door and get in, however, a voice booms through the forest. "Doctor! Before you even consider your escape, I have just one thing to say. Do you really think your chances are high enough?" "Considering I'll be far away from here in about ten seconds, yes," The Doctor says quietly. He then opens the door to the TARDIS and quickly runs in, closing the door behind him. "Get us out of here, sexy!" the Doctor calls. The TARDIS responsed. The thrum of the engine and the drives working is pleasant to The Doctor's ears. "Ah. Perfect. Another great escape," he says, walking to a chair. BEEP! BEEP! "What's this? Alert me." From the TARDIS comes a voice that sounds vocalised through a mic. "Commander. This is a report. We are near the crash site. We followed the sound of the explosion. There is nothing to report. It appears to be-" A sound of a continuous laser weapon, and a scream that follows cuts the recording off. "Aha! A message! Well I say message, I actually mean old girl, you probably picked up a transmission from this part of the universe. Hmm. I'm guessing from that transmission that that poor fellow is probably dead. But there is something about that weapon that is familiar. I've heard it before. Ahh. My memory isn't as good as it once was. However, that was a call for interfering. I know, old girl, it's a bad habit. Hmm. A bad habit indeed. Right old girl, give me the origins of that transmission and input the time, date and spacial co-ordinates in the navigation drive." The TARDIS works the request quickly, and gives confirmation a short while later. "Brilliant!" "Off we-" The TARDIS is then pulled through the vortex, but with what looked like a difference. It instead was a straight line, red, orange and black, and had the angularities that no vortex could have. Inside the TARDIS, it was chaos. Explosions were ripping the consoles, loose items were flying around, and The Doctor was barely holding onto the console, flinching when an explosion came too close. The usual sound of the TARDIS engines strain against the force unseen, and the further it travels, the more wild the explosions. The Doctor gasps after a violent explosion right in front of him, and the rocking of the TARDIS gets stronger. "What? No. No-no-no-no-no. No. Stop it. What? Pull yourself together old girl. What's happening?" His breathing gets more ragged. With each of these next few words, he says each singular. "Got to reach the scanner." He then starts climbing around the console by keeping a grip on its edges. Another violent explosion rips across the console, burning The Doctor's right hand and making him lose grip. "Arh." Taking a large step, he turns around and looks down at the scanner. "Come on. Come on. At least I can still see where-" The scanner shows location unknown. "What? No-no-no-no. Arh, the scanners on the blink. How can you not know where I am? What's the location? Damn. Malfunction." A wave of static passes through the wires of the TARDIS, with some exploding and tearing apart. A new sound then thrums over the straining of the engines, and still straining, the landing sequence begins. All sound then dies as the bong reverberates through the TARDIS. "Well it seems we have landed," The Doctor notes to himself. "Well. Where ever we are. Right. Some answers I think. First of all, where am I? Second, what drew the TARDIS to this exact location and at that, what caused that one hell of a time distortion." The Doctor walks to the door of the TARDIS and opens it. Facing him however, is a blank wall of dull silver. "Ah. How embarrassing. It seems I have landed next to a wall. Well, we need to correct that now, don't we?" The Doctor closes the door again, and walks to the console, inputting a quick spin. When the TARDIS engines sound, they are still straining as though damaged. The bong sounded pretty quick and The Doctor walks back to the door and opens it again. "Ah. There you go. Perfect." The Doctor then closes the door and sets to exploring.
"Where is he?" Dalek Zane commands. "The Doctor. Where is he?" "It is possible he could have landed on the other cruiser." Tir LeRane is starting to feel the slightest hint of fear from these creatures, for that was how he now knew them. "We must make all preparations to stop The Doctor from making allies and finding out about this universe. Move it and set up a communication." "Who will it be for?" "I will make the announcement and you will record it then send it to The Ark." "Yes." LeRane walks away to the control board and sets up the required for recording. "It is set up. Say what you want and call me when you are done." "Where are you going?" Dalek Volk asks. "Well the longer that Mandalorian cruiser we used is around, the more suspicion it will arouse on The Ark," LeRane informs. "Tell it to go. But come straight back." "Yes, masters."
DarkRula had been stuck in this cell far too long. It appeared that Kronis was indeed in trouble, which meant that he would be here even longer as no-one would be able to confirm him as a Jedi. He was therefore surprised when an officer appeared outside his cell door. "It appears you are indeed who you claim," he says. "You are free to go." "Finally! Who confirmed it?" DarkRula asks as the bars slide upwards. "Kronis himself. He said he wants you to contact him as soon as." "Good. Now then, I hope my ship has been left as it was before I was captured." "Yes. Even the lightsaber is still where it was found." The two then start walking to the hangar. "Sorry about stopping you," the officer then says. "It's not that often you see Jedi riding around in stealth ships, especially ones with armour plating with so unusual readings." "Well so long as I can get underway now. Thanks for everything." DarkRula then rushes inside the Scimitar, takes off once he reaches the bridge, and activates the comlink to contact Kronis.
General Kronis had just finished checking the new systems when a Battle Droid walks up to him. "Sir. There is an intruder in the main hangar." "How?" Kronis asks. "We, uhh. Don't know. There is a blue box of some description that appeared though. Another Battle Droid is investigating as we speak." "How did the droid get there?" "Teleport." Kronis walks to the rack of teleporters while saying "Then I'll use one too. Anything else?" "Yes. We received a message from the other cruiser. It doesn't sound like anything from this universe." "Impossible!" "General Kronis!" the voice of the message starts. It is strained and gravelly. "Computer: pause and rewind the message to the beginning." Then to the droid "I'll be back in a bit." He then uses the teleport to get to the main hangar, just in time to hear "Now is there a problem here or do I just wait until the self-repair of my craft is finished?" and the Battle Droid to stupidly reply "Err..." "Yes, there is," Kronis speaks up. He sees the man look up and see him. "If you'd like to follow me." "Certainly, old chap," the man says, walking towards him. The Force was giving Kronis a warning of something darker to come. It also said that this was a man he could trust. As soon as the man reaches him, Kronis grabs the man's hand and activates the teleport. Instantly they appear on the bridge. "A message came through about a minute before you crashed here. We can't identify the voice, but the impossible thing is, it sounds as though it doesn't even come from this universe." "Yes well, let's not get too ahead of ourselves," the man says. "So anyway. Can I hear this message? I might be able to identify the voice. Then we will see if it came from a different universe or not." "Sure thing, errm..." "The Doctor. Just The Doctor." "It's nice to meet you Doctor. I am General Kronis and this is my Trade Federation cruiser The Ark." "Ah, The Ark," The Doctor says, obviously reminiscing. "How original. Yes. Anyway. Sorry about that. The message." "Computer: play the message," Kronis commands. "General Kronis!" the voice resounds through the bridge again. "We have taken control of this ship. Any attempt to destroy us will end your ship's life. We have ascertained a method of placing a bomb secretly aboard, and that bomb will go off if we have any indication of a command or conquer mission taking place." The message switches off, and Kronis feels a hundred things all at once through the Force. They attack him in a flurry of images, but the most prominent of which- This man, The Doctor, a saviour of DarkRula and hundreds of other people. DarkRula, unable to control his darkness, standing over this man before him, now dead. He wasn't bothered about himself. He was one with the Force, and he would serve the Jedi in full. Even if he did get lost along the way, his heart would remain open to the light. He heard The Doctor's voice as though from afar saying "No. It can't be." Kronis focuses on the present and not in the Force to hear The Doctor continue. "Please. It just can't be. Arrh, of course it is. The weapon. I knew it was familiar. Hrr. But how? How?" Kronis finds this information interesting. "Why?" he asks. "Do you know that voice?" "Listen to me General Kronis. It's one of the most dreaded voices in my universe. They will ultimately bring the destruction of this universe unless they can be stopped. Unless I can stop them. How they got to this universe I do not know. But one thing I am certain of is, the Daleks have come to take another universe for themselves." "Daleks? Is that those things? Those things that look like cones?" "Yes. They are virtually indestructible." "I should know. I've been fighting them." "You have?" "Yes. Our lightsabers can stop their lasers, but we can't attack their armour. Lightsabers can cut through almost anything." Sensing that The Doctor didn't know what one was, he unclips his own from his belt, and activates it. As the blade extends, it melts part of his vocoder. A wheeze extends from him as he says "What chance do you stand?" "I have fought them a lot of times, and that blade is very nice. Very classy. But was that meant to happen?" "No." His voice had been affected by the vocoder melting. His voice sounded more flat than usual. "But what are we meant to do?"
"Well, we need a plan of attack," The Doctor says. "They tell us not to plot anything, but they could be doing exactly that. And knowing the Daleks of old, they always have a plan. Always! Even when the universe is about to end, they always find a way to escape or even come up with the worst plan in the universe." "But how," Kronis asks. "Any indication of a-" "I heard the message," The Doctor interrupts. But somehow, I think they'll be coming to us soon enough." "Hmm. Better secure the ship then. Get groups five, ten, and eleven to cover all possible entrances through airlocks. Groups one, two, three, and four to the hangars." "Yes, sir," a battle droid says. It then walks off, contacting the specified groups. "It's a start, but I doubt it will be enough," The Doctor comments. "Those Dalek blasters can kill anything. Some metal creation won't stand a chance. But it's the best we've got. "If you'll excuse me." "Why? Where are you going?" Kronis asks. "Ah. Well if you must know. I need to check on the TARDIS' self-repair unit. She did, well, land with a great amount of impact, so I need to check on internal damage. So I won't be long." "I'll take you there then," Kronis offers. "Hold on." "Thank you, old chap." Kronis walks forward, and takes The Doctor's hand. A second later, the whump of the teleport sounds as the two disappear. The same whump then sounds right next to the TARDIS, as the two reappear. The two then turn face to face, with their hands unclasping. "Well, you take your leave of me now, if you like," The Doctor says. "Although I might have to stay for longer, if the TARDIS hasn't finished it's self-repair, that is." "Well sure. I'll be back on the bridge Doctor, if you need me." Kronis then uses the teleport again, and another whump sounds as he disappears. The Doctor then walks to his TARDIS. Opening the door, the sound of the TARDIS washes over The Doctor. Closing the door again, he fully looks upon the old girl. "Well. What's happened here?" he speaks to himself. "A bit worse for wear since I was last in your comfort, but I can't do much about that. What a mess! Rubble everywhere and the static discharges from those loose wires don't help things either." He walks forward some more, examining the TARDIS from every angle. He then walks up to the console. "Well how are we doing, old girl? Feeling any better? Hmm... Looks like you've got to be repaired fully before I can access the internal damage. Best put you into sleep stasis mode so you can get some rest." The Doctor presses buttons on the console, and the TARDIS powers down. He strokes the console and says, "Better be fully repaired by the time I get back, sexy." He then walks to the door but stops half way, first saying "Now then. I've got some work to do," before walking the rest of the way, opening the door again, and closing it. "To be fair, I still don't know my way around this place. Maybe I could find a droid or something to guide me?" The hangar was fairly large, spanning the entire width of the cruiser. But there was even more than one layer. What looked like smaller cubicles for ships rested, and these could apparently be closed off, as some were. The Doctor looks around this huge hangar and spots a number of doors along the nearest wall. Walking to one of them, he now sees a huge lift lobby. "Hm." He then gets in one, and it closes its doors automatically, then shoots off. Within a minute, it has reached the higher levels of The Ark. "Now then," The Doctor says, getting out of the lift. "Where do I go from here?" Starting to walk in a random direction, he sees some droids walking towards him. He goes to walk towards them, but then something rolls in front of him. A cone shaped metallic something. "Well. Well. What do we have he-" "Halt and identify yourself!" The Dalek screams. "Well. Would you look at this. I never expected to see yo- I mean, I've never seen anything like you before." "This vessel contains two life-signs. The rest are salvaged junk." The two droids, now at the corridor intersection, stopped. One of them says "Did that thing mention us?", to which the other replies "Sounded more like an insult. Blast it!" The Doctor silently wishes that the droids don't fire, but both do. The bolts ricochet off the Dalek's coating, then it turns and blasts both droids with one blast of its laser. Both droids fall to the floor. "There was no need for that," The Doctor says sternly. "What is your purpose on this ship?" the Dalek asks. "Well, how wrong it is for me actually saying this," The Doctor begins to answer, "I'm glad I bumped into you, since I need somewhere to go. They captured me from the ship you took over and I've been stuck here ever since I broke out of the placement cell I was in." "Daleks do not obey lesser races. You will be taken as a prisoner." "Good! That's fine then. Take me to your leader." "Move. Any attempt to escape will result in instant death." "Oh. Charming," The Doctor says dejectedly, playing the part of someone frightened easily. The two then move off, the Dalek keeping The Doctor in front of him, and always moving in the right direction. The Doctor sees more destroyed Battle Droids, and wonders how many more are around that haven't been destroyed yet. "You will stay here," the Dalek commands. "Where is the command centre of this vessel?" That brought The Doctor up short. The only travelling he had done to and from the bridge had been by teleport. He didn't really know anything about this ship, and wasn't keen on guessing. However, he had to say something, or the Dalek would more than likely get suspicious. "Well, I'm not too sure, but I think it is nearer to the front of the vessel. I've never been there, in fear of getting caught again that is." The Dalek then starts moving more alertly. "Emergency! Scans indicate you are a Time Lord." The Doctor was surprised it had taken this long for it to work that out. "Oh dear. That's my cover blown." Slowly, The Doctor reaches down. "You will be exterminated!" "Oh, I don't think so." "Pity!" the Dalek screams. The Doctor's crawling hand speeds to a flash of light, grabbing his Sonic Screwdriver and activating it at the Dalek. It screams "Pity" again, but this time more drawn out and fading in pitch. A small implosion at the Dalek's head as it screams "Pity" in a slow and fading voice means it is now out of action. "Not to get caught," The Doctor reminds himself. "Now then. It is dangerous ground from here on in. I must not be seen. And also, I need to locate the engine room of this thing." The Doctor then turns to face the tunnel access and walks across it. There are no windows on it, which was a shame, as he'd have loved to see the view. He continues walking and sees he is in the other cruiser. He is fascinated at the difference in design between the two, and could see that this one was designed for functionality. He had no idea, however, where the engine room would be. All he knew was that it was more likely to be at the rear of the cruiser. And that was the way he was headed. A buzzing then starts up, which sounded more like voices. "It appears there is a large concentration of Daleks in this area," The Doctor comments, realising who the voices were. "What's so important about it? Somehow, I've got to find out." Looking around, he sees the corridor is slightly curved. Looking down, he sees horizontal slits angled diagonally, obviously pointing into another room. "Hold on. Now wait a minute. There's a window there. Got to be careful not to be seen, though. That's the thing." Walking over to the slit, he kneels down and looks through it. As he thought, there were Daleks, and a droid of a type he had never seen before crowded around a console unit. A moment later, another Dalek appears, tinted blue. It then speaks to the Daleks in the room.
Appearing on the bridge, the first thing Kronis sees is panic. Droids which could panic would have been odd, but the new Force-sensitive type could feel emotions normal, and weren't just programmed with them. One of the panicking Battle Droids then runs up to him. "Sir. DarkRula is trying to contact you," it says. "About time," Kronis wheezes through the damaged vocoder. "Er. Do you want that thing looked at?" the Battle Droid asks. "No. No. I'm fine." Kronis walks to the comm station to see DarkRula's blue tinted hologram already waiting. "Where have you been?" DarkRula instantly asks. "Managing our new guest. His name is The Doctor, and I'm pretty sure you'll be meeting him soon." "Is the Ark alright?" "Well, we've been hit pretty hard by a race our guest identified as Daleks. Not from our universe, just like he isn't." "Well, that's too bad. I've got injuries of my own," DarkRula announces. "Hyperdrive was fixed, but seems to be damaged again. I'll be there as soon as I can." "Sure." "Just one thing? What does this Doctor look like?" "Red top hat and a red suit. Black scruffy hair, and black trousers." "Thanks." A blast then sounds faintly from outside. "Company?" DarkRula asks. "Maybe. Droids, check scanners in the immediate area!" "Roger. Roger," a Battle Droid affirms. "It seems to be those droid things," another Battle Droid says. "Hold on," DarkRula says. "These Daleks are the same things we met on Coruscant? The same ones that are indestructible and can kill with one blast?" "Yes. Them." "Go careful then." "Don't go!" Kronis admonishes. "I want to hear all that's been happening." "During a firefight in the bridge?" "Remember they haven't gotten through yet." A sizzling then sounds up from the doors to the bridge. Instantly, Kronis swaps the feed from the main console to a wrist communicator and muted the sound feed before DarkRula could reply. The door seal breaks and they hiss open. Battle Droids at ready positions start firing as the Daleks start firing upon them. "Stop! Stop!" Kronis calls. "There's no way you can defeat them. Stand down!" When the droids keep firing, Kronis adds "All you will do is destroy the bridge and with it - this cruiser." The droids stop firing at this, though some had got caught up in their own ricocheted fire and continued. Until the Daleks blew them apart. Four of the Daleks surround a group of the Battle Droids. One of the Daleks then says "Activate the communicator and link it to the communication suite of the other ship." "Uh, General?" one of the droids ask. One of the Daleks blast the droid who asked. "Do it," Kronis sighs. Another of the Battle Droids head to the comm suite and activates the link, searching through the frequencies until it found the correct one. It took a few seconds for a picture to appear, but finally a Dalek did appear, which must have been entirely black, as the blue tint was darker than normal. "What is this?" it then asks. It's voice deeper than the average Dalek, Kronis surmises this must be one of the leaders. "Uh, you have a-" a Battle Droid starts before being blasted by one of the Daleks, who then moves forward to address the leader. "Commander. We have captured General Kronis. We are preparing to kill him." Well, Kronis thinks. I guess the Force does have its good points after all. After what Kronis had done to stop the Daleks, he hadn't expected anything less. But the Force had shown variable possibilities, and Kronis had made sure each and every one of them was as possible as could be under what control he had. "Put him on," the Dalek commander then says. "I want to see him." "I obey." The Dalek then turns to Kronis. "Move." Kronis just stands still. Another Dalek then nudges him and forces him down into the comm pick-up field. "Uff," he gasps. "You'll never get anything out of me," Kronis says, playing the helpless being he knew they expected him to be faced with these circumstances. Being any different wouldn't make it any better for him, after all. "We want you dead, not your information," the Dalek in the hologram says. "But perhaps you can tell us what is hidden in your ship. A power source we know very well has been scanned by us and we want to know where The Doctor is, and what he is planning." This didn't strike a hint of surprise with Kronis. He had guessed, with help from the Force, that there was an ulterior motive than just destruction of this galaxy. When The Doctor had crashed, it had all slotted into place. But the Daleks didn't need to know what he knew. "I know of no power source, or of any doctor," Kronis replies to the Daleks. "Then you will be killed and your worthless scrap army will be demolished until we have the TARDIS. If it comes to it, your ship will be blown to bits to make sure The Doctor does not interfere." Kronis had no doubt that the Daleks could indeed blow the ship to bits, but he knew they couldn't do it alone, and not with just that one ship. It didn't have the power to blow it up. Before he replies to the Daleks, Kronis settles into the Force. He seeks out where DarkRula is. He knew that DarkRula was still listening in, knew that he was willing Kronis to try and fight. But Kronis knew that the relationship between him and DarkRula wasn't strong enough to stop his tilt to a darker route. His death would surely do that, and someone else needed to help him along a more positive route. "My army is not scrap and I am of no value. Go ahead you outmoded monstrosity. I have no fear. I have the Force." Next he hunted out where The Doctor was through the Force, and felt him looking down upon this scene. The Doctor would know what happens and would console DarkRula when the time came for them to meet. "Don't try to frighten us with sorceress ways," the Dalek in the hologram says. "Your sad devotion to something that was annihilated from this universe over a thousand years ago will not save you this time." Well, thinks Kronis. They've been talking to too many Mandalorians. "Goodbye, General Kronis. We had fun hunting you." This was it. Kronis knew his time was up. All he did was settle into the Force. And as the Dalek first starts saying its trademark "Exterminate", the Force brings to him a curious line. "It doesn't matter. Shoot me down and I will bec-aaagh!" And General Kronis was no more.