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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 7

Meeting of the Stars: Part 4

“You stole all the food in your kingdom?” Trini asked King Dedede.

“Yeah, not gonna lie, I was a feather-brained jerk back then,” answered King Dedede. “When you hang out with Kirby long enough, you learn a better way to do things. Although, gotta say, a lot of mysterious evil forces have a tendency to possess me!” By then, the TARDIS made its arrival sound.

“Did she win?” asked Bandee. Sty checked the computer.

“…That energy signature is moving towards us, so I’d say no!” she said. The TARDIS fully materialized and everyone rushed out.

“Doctor?” asked Jamie.

“King Dedede, raise all defenses!” the Doctor panted.

“Is it anything to do with that energy thing Sty found?” asked King Dedede.

“That ‘energy thing’,” replied the Doctor, “is a Transformer’s Spark! Specifically, it’s Starscream’s Spark! He’s rebuilt his body and-!”

“Starscream?! The Decepticon Second-in-Command?!” yelped King Dedede. He turned to Bandee. “Get every single fighter ready! I ain’t having no Decepticon flying around here! Especially not Starscream!”

“Yes, Sir!” replied Bandee.

“Sire, it’s worse than you know!” interjected Meta Knight. “He’s huge! And I mean huge for a Transformer!”

“Big enough to need us?” asked Jason.

“I’m afraid we cannot defeat him at our size,” replied Meta Knight.

“No, but the Rangers DO have a weapon roughly Starscream’s size!” realized the Doctor. “You lot suit up and summon your Megazord!”

“Got it!” replied Jason. “Guys, IT’S MORPHIN’ TIME!” The Rangers then pulled out their buckles and inserted their coins, then thrust their buckles out in front of them.

“MASTODON!” called Zack.

“PTERODACTYL!” announced Kimberly.

“TRICERATOPS!” shouted Billy.

“SABER-TOOTHED TIGER!” called Trini.

“TYRANNOSAURUS!” finished Jason. Spandex suits and matching helmets then appeared on them, Zack in a black Mastodon-themed suit, Kimberly in a pink pterodactyl one, Billy in a blue triceratops suit, Trini in a yellow Smilodon suit, and Jason in a red Tyrannosaurus Rex suit. The Sailor Senshi blinked.

“…I swear I saw those suits before,” said Sailor Mars.

“Hang on, the Power Rangers are real?!” asked Sailor Moon. “But they’re ripoffs of our Super Sentai teams!”

“Ripoffs?!” protested the Pink Ranger.

“Now now,” called the Doctor, “both Super Sentai and Power Rangers exist. And right now, the place and time to argue about who is better is not here, not now! Not with a Megazord-sized Starscream on his-!” There was a boom and the castle shook! “Correction, a Megazord-sized Starscream is already here!”


Starscream cackled as he sent Waddle-Dees outside the castle running in a panic. “Oh, when organics are so small!” he chortled. Just then, the earth shook again, making Starscream wobble. “What the-?! That’s not from my footsteps!” He was right. It came from five robots that rose from beneath the earth. There was a red T-Rex that reminded Starscream of the Dinobot leader, a blue triceratops, a yellow Smilodon, a black mastodon, and a pink pterodactyl. He then briefly saw the Rangers leap up into their respective beasts. The triceratops and the Smilodon then folded their tails back and their feet, then joined at the T-Rex’s legs, making tank treads, then the mastodon turned around and split its body in half so that massive guns linked up with the back of the T-rex while the head of the mastodon made armor that protected the linkages between the T-Rex, the triceratops, and the Smilodon. The pterodactyl then perched itself on the war machine’s back, then it opened fire! Starscream rolled out of the way and laughed. “You know, when you combine, you’re supposed to be a bigger robot!” he cackled. “Not a bigger vehicle!”

“Keep talking and we’ll show you!” replied the Red Ranger from the loudspeaker. “Activating Megazord Battle mode!” The tank treads then pulled the machine up to become legs, the guns folded into themselves to become arms, the pterodactyl folded its wings and became chest armor, and the T-Rex head folded down to reveal a head that had a mouthplate and a pair of curved horns pointing upwards. The completed Megazord then struck a pose. “POWER SWORD!” called the Red Ranger. A giant sword then fell from the sky and buried itself into the earth. The Megazord pulled the sword out and swung it, but Starscream leapt out of the way.

“HAH! A CLUMSY WEAPON FOR PRIMITIVES!” cackled the oversized Decepticon.

“HEY! SCREAMER!” called King Dedede’s voice. The Warp Star then flew straight at Starscream’s face before turning sharply upwards. It was carrying Kirby, Meta Knight, Bandee, and King Dedede! The Warp Star flew all around Starscream like an annoying mosquito! Starscream decided that the best way to deal with a mosquito like the Warp Star and its passengers was to swat it! The Warp Star stayed out of reach. The Rangers then heard the TARDIS arriving. The Doctor, her companions both past and present, and the Sailor Senshi then piled in.

“HEY!” protested the Yellow Ranger. “Kinda cramped in here now!”

“Doctor, what’s going on?!” asked the Red Ranger.

“Power Rangers, you need to let the Sailor Senshi charge up the Megazord’s sword!” replied the Doctor. “With their power augmenting the power of the Morphin Grid, it should be enough to destroy Starscream’s body!”

“How do you know?” asked the Blue Ranger.

“I don’t. I’m hoping,” replied the Doctor. She got to work as the Sailor Senshi charged their magic.

“Hey, Doctor!” called Jamie. “That star of Kirby’s is getting slower!”

“Doctor, you tied the wrong wires together!” Tysar yelped. “You must concentrate!”

“I AM concentrating!” insisted the Doctor.

“Doctor, we have to unleash our power now!” warned Sailor Mercury. The Sailor Senshi WERE looking a little pained.

“Right! NOW!” called the Doctor. The Sailor Senshi channeled their powers into the sword.

“All right! Here we go!” called the Red Ranger.

“Kirby, BACK AWAY!” warned the Doctor over the loudspeaker.


“Poyo?” asked Kirby as he looked back. His eyes bugged out and he flew the Warp Star away from the sword!

“That’s it! Run, you-!” taunted Starscream. The sword then sliced through Starscream, the energies of the attack coursing through his body. He then faded to gunmetal gray and exploded! His Spark was flung beyond Popstar’s atmosphere.


“YES!” cheered the Doctor.

“We did it!” called the Red Ranger.

“That…was…AWESOME!” cheered Sailor Moon. “Girls, maybe we should get Luna and Artemis to get us a robot!”

“Usagi, you can’t be serious!” protested Sailor Mars. “We don’t need a giant robot!”

“But what if Godzilla attacks us?!” argued Sailor Moon.

“Godzilla’s a piece of fiction,” replied Sailor Mars.

“…Um, actually-,” interjected the Doctor.

“We met the big guy before,” said the Black Ranger. “Rita Repulsa’s doing.”

“WHAT?!” yelped Sailor Mars. “But someone would have noticed! I’d have heard about it!”

“…Did you learn about the Zygon Gambit with the Loch Ness Monster?” asked the Doctor. “Or the Yetis in the London Underground? Or all the Kamen Riders running around? Or the Ultramen? Or about the Dalek Civil War in Shoreditch, London?”

“…What?” asked Sailor Moon. The Doctor rolled her eyes.

“Your species has the most amazing capacity for self-deception matched only for its ingenuity when trying to destroy itself!” she muttered.


The Rangers and Sailor Senshi powered down after the fight and everyone returned to Castle Dedede for a huge feast. Usagi felt right at home, sitting next to King Dedede and Kirby and eating as much as they did. Rei just rolled her eyes. “You know, the future Queen of Earth over there,” she said to Kimberly, “is gonna need a big dress size.”

“Hopefully she’ll rule with grace still,” remarked Kimberly.

“Ah, let the lass eat!” protested Jamie. “We all earned it!”

“King Dedede, your chefs should be proud!” praised Zoe. “This is delicious!”

“You should take some home with you!” offered King Dedede. “Even a big guy like me can’t eat it all!”

“That is a remarkable turnaround from your first meeting with Kirby,” said Meta Knight.

“Let’s say I learned how to be a proper king over the years,” replied King Dedede.


After the feast, King Dedede had the leftover food packaged up and distributed among his friends. The Doctor then took her companions back to the TARDIS. “Farewell, King Dedede!” she called. “Your rule will be a long one and a prosperous one!”

“You sure you should be telling me my future like that?” asked King Dedede.

“Trust me, I’m securing history by telling you,” replied the Doctor. She then shut the TARDIS door as Kirby called out “POYO!” in a happy farewell. Jason and his friends were in disbelief at the size of the TARDIS interior.

“It really IS bigger on the inside!” said Trini.

“Always has been,” replied the Doctor. “Aha! Angel Grove! All set!”

“All right!” cheered Jason. “Can’t wait to tell Zordon and Alpha about all this!”

“Give them my regards, will you?” asked the Doctor. She then set the switch and the Power Rangers and the food they took vanished. “Now, you girls!” she said to the Sailor Senshi.

“Hey, Doctor,” interjected Minako, “do you know Setsuna personally?”

“Oh yes,” replied the Doctor. “In fact, she was one of the Grouping Victims. Tysar can confirm that one.”

“Ugh, we had to tour my people’s ancestral home world of Skaro,” grumbled Tysar. “All while dealing with a Krynoid!”

“There we are!” called the Doctor once she finished. She then flicked the switch. “Good luck!” she called. The Sailor Senshi waved as they and the food they took vanished.

“I guess it’s us next,” remarked Jamie.

“So it is,” replied the Doctor. “But this time, no memory erasure.”

“Good, because I don’t think I can forgive the Time Lords for that,” said Zoe.

“I still haven’t,” said the Doctor.

“Hey, Doctor…” said Jamie, “do you…well…do you ever check on your friends?”

“Constantly,” answered the Doctor. “Yes, even you two. Nineteen grandchildren? Your five daughters really made the family big!” Jamie beamed with pride.

“Aye, and a joy they all are!” he said. “Come visit when you can! I’d be more than proud!”

“Will do, Jamie McCrimmon! Live your life and live it well!” Jamie waved goodbye as he and his share of the food vanished. “And Zoe, did you really name your son after-?”

“I did!” confirmed Zoe. “It’s funny, I didn’t know it at the time, but all those adventures we had were at the back of my mind throughout my life!”

“No method of mind-wiping is perfect, Zoe. And our friendship is proof of that. Good luck in your third term, Madame President! You’re the perfect leader for Earth!”

“Do come visit!” replied Zoe as she and her last share of food vanished. The Doctor smiled as she recalled all the adventures she had during her second incarnation. She then frowned as she recalled Omega.

“Come along, you two,” she said to Tysar and Sty. “That whole adventure gave him the time he needed to cause another mess!” She set the TARDIS in motion!


In the depths of space, Starscream’s Spark floated helplessly. “I’LL BE BACK!” he promised. “EVEN IF IT TAKES A THOUSAND YEARS, I WILL BE REVENGED ON YOU ALL!!!”

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 7

Meeting of the Stars: Part 3

The remaining team members were back at Castle Dedede on Mt. Dedede. “So the whole idea behind that Gourmet Race you lot were doing,” said Jamie, “was to eat as much as you can while going as fast as you can?”

“Yeah, it’s been that way since my early years with Kirby,” remarked King Dedede. “And hoo BOY! The guys making antacids make quite a tidy profit!”

“I can imagine,” said Billy Cranston. “That sounds…rough on your stomach.”

“Sire,” said Bandee, “the results of the race came in. Looks like the race was ended early when we all crashed into the TARDIS.”

“Of course,” sighed King Dedede. “All right, Bandee, rip the band-aid off. Say Kirby won.”

“Well, that’s the thing,” said Bandee, “all four of us were the lowest scoring racers. You were last place, Kirby was 15th, Meta Knight was 14th, and I was 13th-.”

“Wait, Kirby lost too?!”

“Yeah, the winner was Rick. He and those clones of his counted as one racer, according to the judges.”

“HOW DO THEY FIGURE THAT?!” protested King Dedede.

“Well, the hive-mind nature of him and the clones,” said Bandee, “made it so that they all could plan more effectively. The judges decided to add up all the totals he and his clones each ate and combine them into one grand total.”

“Okay, I ain’t putting up with this!” snapped King Dedede. “From now on, no more cloning to try and win a Gourmet Race! That’s a Royal Decree!”

“Sounds fair,” remarked Kimberly. As the discussion went on, Sty was working on a computer. Billy looked over.

“What’s up?” he asked.

“The computers on Meta Knight’s ship,” explained Sty, “detected an energy signature at the Doctor’s position. I’m cross-referencing it with the computers in my PAK to see if the Irkens encountered this before.” Just then, the computer beeped. “AHA! There IS a match! Let’s see-!” Her face fell. “…By Tak!”

“That sounds bad,” said Jason.

“My people more than encountered the energy signature…we fought it once!” explained Sty. “Well, at least a faction!”


The Doctor and Zoe were a bit surprised. This didn’t look anything like the room they entered on the Gonds’ homeworld when they last took the test. There were Waddle-Dees everywhere and they seemed to be building something. There was scaffolding surrounding the object in a square fashion. The object was roughly 40 to 41 meters tall, at least by the Doctor’s estimates, but it was covered by some cloth. “Well, at least we know why the Krotons weren’t draining the mental energy of those that passed the test anymore,” remarked Zoe.

“That’s a lot of welding tools,” observed Sailor Mercury.

“Something crystalline Krotons shouldn’t need,” said the Doctor. “Whatever that is, it’s not being grown like the Dynatrope was.”

“Then are we really sure it IS the Krotons?” asked Zoe.

“No, no we’re not,” confirmed the Doctor. She then approached the scaffolding and climbed up. She stopped on the middle walkway and reached for the cloth. She grabbed a bit of it, then pulled as hard as she could. The cloth slid off the object and reached the floor. The Doctor looked up and gasped! It was a humanoid robot with jet parts attached to it! The red-orange trim on the otherwise white and blue body as well as the evil-looking purple face on the wings was all she needed to know. “…He scavenged Kroton technology!” she whispered. “He’s alive and he scavenged Kroton technology to get a slave force to rebuild his body!”

“Doctor?” called Zoe.

“We’re all in great danger!” replied the Doctor. “We have to destroy this thing!”

“Ah ah AH!” cackled a nasally voice. “Naughty naughty! You Time Lords should know better than that!” An orb of pulsating light appeared.

“…Rebuilding your body after it was destroyed?” the Doctor asked the orb. “You know that they’re techno-organic these days, right?”

“Now you see why I’m not eager to go back!” replied the orb.

“Doctor, do you know this energy being?” asked Sailor Mercury.

“It’s not an energy being, not really,” replied the Doctor. “…It’s the Spark of a Transformer.”

“A Transformer?” asked Sailor Mercury. “You mean like those toys of robots turning into vehicles that the Americans made out of the Diaclone and Microman lines?”

“TOYS?!” spluttered the orb. “WE ARE MORE THAN MERE TOYS, GIRL!”

“And their war was VERY real,” continued the Doctor. “…Thankfully, it’s past events in this time.”

“Yes, my beloved metal world is a techno-organic wasteland, thanks to those Maximals!” snarled the Spark.

“You mean paradise,” corrected the Doctor.

“So you’re from Cybertron’s Great War?” asked Zoe.

“Indeed,” replied the Spark. “Permit me to introduce myself. …AIR COMMANDER STARSCREAM OF THE DECEPTICON BATTLEFLEET!”

“How did you come to control Kroton technology?” asked the Doctor. “They won’t like that.”

“The Krotons were long dead by the time I discovered their technology, Doctor,” explained Starscream. “It was just enough to figure out the brightest minds, at least among the Waddle-Dees. I have to admit, they can apply the Energon Refining Formula like no one’s business.”

“So you use the Krotons’ learning machines to suss out the brightest Waddle-Dees to build you a new body. But that must take a phenomenal amount of Energon! I mean, look at the size of it! Your original body was only 5 meters! And how do you solve the shifting of limbs, internal mechanics, and armor rearrangement without a Transformation Cog?”

“Who says I don’t have one? BEHOLD!” A mechanical arm carrying a cog-like device then descended from the ceiling and inserted it into the hip. The Waddle-Dees then quickly adjusted everything and closed the opening.

“T-Cog integration complete, Master,” reported a Waddle-Dee. “The cloned T-Cog works well.”

“Excellent!” praised Starscream as his Spark pulsed with pride.

“Starscream, you need to come with me and be returned to your own time!” insisted the Doctor.

“Actually, Doctor, I AM in my own time,” corrected Starscream. “That chronal surge brought me back from Earth’s prehistoric past and put me back here, where and when I belong.”

“I don’t think I understand why you need to build a body in the first place,” said Sailor Mercury. “What happened to the original?”

“Glad you asked,” replied Starscream. “I always like recounting this thrilling tale. Tell me, what time do YOU come from?”

“…From the 1990’s.”

“Ah, so us Decepticons restarted our war with the Autobots a decade before your time! This happens in your future and led to the downfall of the Decepticons, so for me, it’s ancient history. I fell defending my leader, Galvatron, against the most powerful enemy of all; the planet-sized Transformer and Dark God of our pantheon, UNICRON! My original body was destroyed, but, miraculously, my Spark endured! Drifting helplessly through the depths of space, beyond the reach of time itself! It was maddening, seeing the Decepticons lose the Great War and the Autobots claiming Cybertron! Even when both factions evolved into the respective Predacons and Maximals, it still went nowhere! Not even the transwarp aperture the Darksyde opened could bring victory! I followed the ship and the pursuing Axalon and participated in the Beast Wars during Earth’s prehistoric past, but it was all for naught and I was stuck! …At least, until a chronal surge brought me back to this time.”

“That is all a lie!” called a voice with a Hispanic accent! The Doctor, Zoe, and Sailor Mercury turned to see Kirby, Meta Knight, and the rest of the Sailor Senshi in the room!

“Get out of here!” protested the Doctor.

“SECURITY!” shrieked Starscream. “DON’T YOU WADDLE-DEES PRACTICE IT?!”

“My apologies, Doctor,” said Meta Knight, “but we needed to get inside and help you defeat this Decepticon while he lied!”

“Not everything he said was a lie,” replied the Doctor. “Galvatron and Unicron were involved, yes, but here’s the truth; Galvatron was the reconstruction and warping of the original Decepticon leader, Megatron, through Unicron’s efforts. Megatron was tossed out of an airlock by Starscream after being brutally wounded. When he was rebuilt into Galvatron, he returned to Cybertron and shot his treacherous second in command here, turning his body to brittle metal that fell apart.”

“WHETHER HE’S GALVATRON OR MEGATRON, HE WAS STILL A FOOL!” shrieked Starscream. “THE AUTOBOTS WOULD HAVE LOST EONS AGO HAD I BEEN THE ONE CALLING THE SHOTS! CYBERTRON WOULD HAVE REMAINED A METAL WORLD!”

“Master!” called a Waddle-Dee. “We have integrated your royal attachments to your body! They will attach themselves when you assume robot mode and detach and follow you when in alt-mode!”

“Excellent!” praised Starscream. “Begin Spark Integration!” The body’s Spark Chamber opened and Starscream’s Spark flew into it. The chamber closed, then the optics switched on to shine blood-red! A smirk crossed the face as Starscream examined himself. “A perfect fit!” Shoulder armor then attached itself to his shoulders as a gold crown with red gemstones fitted itself onto his head and a cape was attached to his back. The Doctor then addressed the team.

“No arguments now,” she said. “When I tell you to run…”

“We run,” confirmed Zoe. “I see that hasn’t changed.”

“Unfortunately,” sighed the Doctor. Starscream then addressed the Waddle-Dees.

“Thank you all for your dedication and wonderful service. But I am more suited to the exclusive company…of TITANS!” He aimed his new Null Ray at the Waddle-Dees. Sailor Mercury then summoned a harp.

“MERCURY AQUA RHAPSODY!” she announced. Streams of water then sailed through the air and struck Starscream. Ordinarily, it would have knocked someone over, but for someone of Starscream’s current size…he just blinked as he looked at his now wet foot.

“…You realize that it would take a long time for water to do any damage to me?” he scoffed.

“I don’t know, it served as the perfect distraction,” replied Sailor Mercury.

“Distraction for what?” asked Starscream.

“MOON TIARA ACTION!” called Sailor Moon’s voice. Starscream looked to see Sailor Moon fling her tiara like a frisbee as it turned into a white energy crescent. The attack struck him in his left optic!

“ARGH!” he cried aloud as he covered his optic. He then snarled. “Why you platinum-furred ape! PREPARE FOR OBLIVION!” He then raised his fist!

“RUN!” shouted the Doctor. Everyone dashed for the TARDIS. It took off quickly as the Waddle-Dees ran from the facility. Starscream snarled.

“Running away won’t help you, Doctor!” he promised. His cape, shoulder armor, and crown flew off as he transformed and burst out through the facility’s roof, his garb following close behind. He set a course for Mt. Dedede.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 7

Meeting of the Stars: Part 2

The Doctor finally broke off the hug. “But…but how?!” she asked. “The Time Lords wiped your memories of our adventures!”

“We can’t exactly explain it,” replied Zoe. “One moment, we fell asleep, then the next, we woke up in some strange room in the TARDIS with all our memories restored.”

“And this room had different control panels and all sorts of screens and roundels and-!” continued Jamie.

“The Remembered TARDIS!” gasped the Doctor.

“The what?” asked Jamie.

“It’s how I remember the TARDIS, Jamie,” replied the Doctor. “It was created when UNIT made a Time Window. And it’s powered by memories of past and future adventures. During an adventure where I had to deal with a destroyer, it must have latched onto everyone’s memories, from my past lives to all the companions I traveled with. The added side effect must have been to restore your memories.”

“Well, all the clutter certainly matched the TARDIS,” remarked Jamie.

“You really could have spent some time dusting it when we were travelling with you,” agreed Zoe.

“OI!” protested the Doctor.

“Not much has changed,” remarked Tysar. “There’s still some odds and ends everywhere inside.”

“See here-!” snapped the Doctor. Her sonic screwdriver then beeped. She checked it and blinked. “…Well, that’s a bit odd,” she said.

“What’s wrong?” asked Sty.

“It turns out there was a chronal surge here earlier,” explained the Doctor. “Not sure where it came from and who it plucked. …How about this, let’s introduce ourselves.”


Soon, everyone knew everyone else’s names. The Sailor Senshi were Usagi Tsukino as Sailor Moon, Ami Mizuno as Sailor Mercury, Rei Hino as Sailor Mars, Makoto Kino as Sailor Jupiter, and Minako Aino as Sailor Venus. The other teenagers were Jason Lee Scott the original Red Power Ranger, Zack Taylor the original Black Ranger, Kimberly Hart the original Pink Ranger, Billy Cranston the original Blue Ranger, and Trini Kwan the original Yellow Ranger. It was decided that the Rangers would stay with King Dedede, Sty, Jamie, and Bandee while Kirby, the Doctor, Tysar, the Sailor Senshi, Meta Knight, and Zoe would investigate the remaining chronal surge victim. Given the passenger limitations on Kirby’s Warp Star, The Doctor’s team opted for the TARDIS. Naturally, the Sailor Senshi, having never been in a TARDIS before, didn’t initially think they would all fit inside and were astounded by Time Lord Dimensional Engineering! “Impossible!” gasped Sailor Mercury. “The sheer amount of power alone-!”

“Aye,” confirmed Jamie as he and Zoe looked around the TARDIS. “That’s what was going on in our heads when we each first stepped into this bonnie blue place.” He patted the console as if greeting an old friend. The TARDIS beeped appreciatively.

“Even though you’ve redecorated, Doctor,” said Zoe, “it still feels like I’ve come home!” A smile crossed her face.

“Now, Ms. Mizuno,” said the Doctor, “I’d love to give a lecture on how the TARDIS is bigger on the inside, but we’re pressed for time.”

“Good luck, Doctor,” said Jamie as he headed to the doors. “And do try to give the new ones a smooth takeoff, aye?” He then left the TARDIS as the Doctor bridled at that remarked.

“A smooth takeoff?!” she protested as she set the coordinates. “A smooth takeoff?! Infernal cheek!” She pulled the takeoff lever and the TARDIS made its usual noise. Zoe looked around with a smile on her face as memories came flooding to the forefront of her mind.

“This thing’s moving?!” asked Sailor Venus.

“Only a short distance, relatively speaking,” replied the Doctor. “I figured we should at least stay in the current time zone.” The TARDIS then made its usual arrival noise. “And there we are!” She switched on the scanner and got a view of being inside a building. “Right then!” she declared. “Let’s go see!”


The group stepped out to see a Waddle Dee standing next to a door. “Hello there!” called the Doctor. “We’re here to help!” The Waddle-Dee was gobsmacked at the whole thing.

“How did you get here?!” he demanded. “This is the Learning Hall! Only authorized students may enter here!”

“Learning Hall?” repeated Zoe. She then looked at the Doctor with a nasty theory. “Doctor, you don’t think-?”

“I’m hoping not, Zoe,” replied the Doctor, correctly guessing Zoe’s theory. Just then, a Waddle-Dee stepped out.

“High Mind Waddle-Dee!” yelped the guard Waddle-Dee.

“High Mind?” asked Zoe. “That doesn’t make sense.”

“Yes, if it IS them,” recalled the Doctor, “then their High Minds should have had their mental energy drained.”

“Doctor, Zoe, do you know who’s behind this?” asked Sailor Jupiter.

“Yes, but something just doesn’t make sense,” replied the Doctor.

“Would they have made this kind of machine?” asked Sailor Mercury as she pointed out a machine with a headset, buttons, and a screen. The Doctor and Zoe’s eyes went wide.

“I’m afraid they would,” remarked the Doctor. “That test machine all but confirms it, doesn’t it, Zoe?”

“The Krotons,” confirmed Zoe. “But how is one of their victims still alive?”

“Maybe something went wrong with their Dynatrope.”

“Three this time?!” The Guard Waddle-Dee said to his compatriot. “We’d have to kidnap them from Mt. Dedede itself!”

“There’s no other way!” replied the High Mind Waddle-Dee. “Our master was most insistent.”

“…Singular,” observed the Doctor. “Maybe it’s just ONE Kroton.”

“It’s still dangerous,” remarked Zoe. “And we may not be able to obtain enough sulfuric acid.”

“Perhaps we don’t need it yet,” mused the Doctor. She then waved her arm to attract the Waddle-Dees’ attention. “Excuse me! Is your master functioning on a Waddle-Dee only High Mind policy?”

“Well, no,” replied the High Mind Waddle-Dee.

“Splendid,” declared the Doctor as she turned to sit at the test machine…only to see Zoe already there! “ZOE!” she protested.

“Don’t argue, Doctor!” retorted Zoe. “I’m too old for that these days!” She pressed the start button and a series of mathematical symbols rotating in two rings appeared on the screen. Zoe then pressed a sequence of buttons and some of the symbols vanished while the others arranged themselves into a formula. Zoe smiled, then pressed the start button again and performed a different formula. This went on for a while until the test was over. She took off the headset and sighed. “…Maybe this is related to the Krotons’ brainwashing,” she said, “but it’s nice to know I’ve still got it!”

“…No, I think we can chalk that up to appropriately-applied pride to your skills, Zoe,” remarked the Doctor.

“That seems really simple,” said Sailor Mercury. “I want to try it.” Zoe’s smile vanished.

“Sailor Mercury, you can’t-!” she protested.

“The Kroton asked for three this time,” reminded the Doctor. “And as she’s the smartest of the Inner Sailor Senshi, Mercury IS needed. Sailor Mercury, good luck. Simply put on the headset and press the start button.” That’s when a gong sounded.

“…Dinnertime,” shuddered Zoe. The Guard Waddle-Dee then headed to a hole in the wall near the door. The hole opened and he was given a tablet.

“What’s going on?” asked Sailor Moon.

“It’s our master,” replied the Guard Waddle-Dee. “There’s a message for me.”

“What does it say?” asked Tysar. The Guard Waddle-Dee then read the message aloud.

“Class 2-2-4-7. Selected: Female. Zo-Dee.”

“Zo-Dee?!” spluttered Zoe. “Haven’t they updated those learning machines to detect whether or not someone is a native of the species they conquered?!”

“Evidently not,” remarked the Doctor.

“DONE!” called Sailor Mercury. A definite smile was on her face. “It’s like they were pleased with how I did!”

“Sailor Mercury, do be careful!” warned Zoe. “That’s how the Krotons brainwash someone.”

“I always knew school was nothing more than brainwashing!” laughed Sailor Moon. “When I become queen, I’m abolishing schools forever!”

“She doesn’t,” the Doctor muttered to Zoe and the rest of the team. She then sat down at the learning machine, then put on the headset and pressed the start button. She then arranged the symbols…but the symbols bounced back into their circles before the formula could be completed. “Oh, good heavens!” she groaned. “There I go, working in square roots again!” As the Doctor worked on the next question, the message gong rang. The Guard Waddle-Dee retrieved the tablet and read it aloud.

“Class 2-2-4-8. Selected: Female. Ami-Dee.”

“They really don’t know that I’m not a Waddle-Dee?” Sailor Mercury asked Zoe.

“That machine’s quite primitive compared to the TARDIS,” replied Zoe.

“GOT IT!” called the Doctor. “It really is funny, how the Krotons are pleased with you when you answer right.”

“Does that mean they’re not as bad as you say?” asked Sailor Venus. That snapped the Doctor out of it!

“No, no, of course, they’re as bad as I say!” she insisted. The gong rang one more time. “And I’m betting I’m the third course,” muttered the Doctor. The Guard Waddle-Dee read the last tablet aloud.

“Class 2-2-4-9. Selected: Female. Doctor-Dee.”

“‘Doctor-Dee’! IDIOTS!” snapped the Doctor. The door then slid upwards. “…Well, are you two ready?” she asked Zoe and Sailor Mercury.

“Do we really-?” asked Tysar.

“I’m afraid Krotons demand complete obedience,” replied Zoe. “If not, they’ll destroy the Waddle-Dees.”

“Zoe’s right,” said the Doctor. “We’ll play along for now.” The three chosen women steeled themselves, then entered the room. The door slid down behind them.

“…It feels wrong,” muttered Tysar.

“Poyo,” said Kirby comfortingly as he put a hand on hers.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 7

Meeting of the Stars: Part 1

On an island-sized city, it seemed quiet for the moment. Then…various hover machines raced down the street. On four of the machines were a giant blue penguin in red and gold robes, a navy-blue ball with hands, feet, a mask, a cape, and a sword, an orange blob with eyes, stubs for hands, feet, a spear, and a blue bandana, and a pink ball with eyes, a mouth, stubs for hands, and feet. These were King Dedede, Meta Knight, Bandana Waddle Dee (Bandee to his friends), and Kirby. “POYOYO!” called Kirby.

“Buzz off, punk!” retorted King Dedede. “I’ve been winning Gourmet Races for years!”

“None of them involved Air Ride Machines!” argued Meta Knight.

“Come on, pick up the pace!” laughed Bandee.

“You watch it, boy,” warned King Dedede before he scooped up a cake and scarfed it down, “or Imma throw you in the dungeon!”

“POYO!” snapped Kirby.

“Should have been faster!” laughed King Dedede. Meta Knight then scooped up a burger. “HEY!”

“Apologies, Sire,” replied Meta Knight, “but I am NOT losing this race!” The racers then turned a corner…and a familiar blue box struck the ground along with some strange machine! The racers were sent spinning and the crowd gasped in shock!

“Oogh! No, Escargoon,” mumbled King Dedede, “you’ve got dust in your brain!” He then shook his head and got a better look at what landed in front of him!

“Poyo?” asked Kirby.

“I’m fine, Kirby!” King Dedede dismissed. “But if that box is what I think it is-!”

“It has the same shape as the Doctor’s TARDIS,” said Meta Knight. “But what would her purpose here be?”

“Maybe that Grouping thing Kirby talked about?” asked Bandee.

“Well, whatever it is,” decided King Dedede, “she’s gonna answer for ending the Gourmet Race like that!” He pounded on the TARDIS door. “HEY! OPEN UP! THAT’S A ROYAL-!” The Doctor poked her head out.

“Could you stop bellowing?” she groaned.

“DOCTOR!” called Kirby happily.

“Wait, huh?” asked King Dedede. “Did you just call her-?” He then blinked. “…Doc, did you do that regenification thing Rassilon pulled last time?”

“…You mispronounced that on purpose,” hissed the Doctor. “But yes.”

“Well, in that case…WHAT’S THE IDEA STOPPING A GOURMET RACE LIKE-?!”

“SIRE!” interrupted Meta Knight and Bandee. King Dedede subsided under Meta Knight’s withering gaze but grumbled all the while.

“…Now, Doctor, what IS your reason for coming here?” asked Meta Knight. The Doctor then spotted the machine.

“That ramshackle TARDIS over there,” she replied. “It’s piloted by a madman from my home and I was in pursuit. HE’S the reason behind the Grouping.”

“So he’s why Kirby vanished a while ago?” asked King Dedede. He then summoned his hammer. “Sounds like I need to clobber that there-!” The ramshackle TARDIS opened its door and out stepped the pilot. He was in green robes with a bronze chest piece and a tall bronze helmet with elongated eye slits and a mouth slit. He looked around as if he were a king. “You make a habit of interrupting important stuff?!” snarled King Dedede as he raised his hammer. The pilot caught the hammer as King Dedede swung it down, then he drove his fist into the penguin’s beak! King Dedede squawked in pain and clutched his beak.

“…That…felt…good!” said the figure in perverted happiness. “Nothing like putting an inferior life-form in their place to settle your hearts!”

“I always found that phrase to be an ugly one,” remarked the Doctor. The pilot whirled around and snarled.

“Doctor!” he hissed.

“That’s him?” asked Tysar when she and Sty stepped out.

“Tysar, Sty, get back in the TARDIS!” hissed the Doctor. “This is between me and him!”

“But is that really him?” asked Sty. “Is that…?”

“…Omega,” confirmed the Doctor. “The Mad God.”

“I will simply be addressed as a god, thank you very much!” retorted Omega.

“No, you’re just proving you’re mad. Why don’t you take off your helmet?”

“True, true, it IS rather hot in here.” Omega took his helmet off and revealed a man with long, cascading, blonde hair.

“…You know, I was rather hoping there was nothing there,” remarked the Doctor. “Omega, you need to stop! Your slipshod TARDIS journey is causing chronal surges to spread throughout time and space!”

“And?” asked Omega carelessly.

“…And, it’s causing damage! If you want to get to Gallifrey-!”

“That’s the point, I DON’T need Gallifrey’s coordinates now, especially not from YOU!” The Doctor blinked in surprise.

“…You don’t need Gallifrey’s coordinates? Why?” she asked.

“There are some things I cannot do, not alone,” replied Omega. “One of them is taking on any armed forces on our home world.”

“…This whole mess is just a method of distraction!” realized Tysar. “You caused a mess that plucked me from New Davius and tossed me into a hellhole of a city just because you wanted Gallifrey distracted! You knew they wouldn’t ignore all the chronal surges!”

“Interesting that someone so…exotic would correctly guess the plan,” remarked Omega.

“By ‘exotic’, you mean primitive!” hissed the Doctor. “A nasty word to use against any person or their culture!”

“How else do you describe the lesser races?”

“I don’t call non-Gallifreyans lesser for a start! Save that idiocy for the Daleks!”

“This is all well and good, Doctor,” dismissed Omega, “but you have a mess to clean up.” He scurried into his ramshackle TARDIS and dematerialized, the take-off noise being horrendous. The Doctor rushed towards his TARDIS, but it had already vanished, then an energy wave knocked everyone off their feet. The group picked each other up, but not everyone got out of it with a clear head.

“Oogh! Someone stop the guitar!” mumbled Meta Knight. “It is Fire Dedede, our hero!” He then shook his head, realizing what he said. “I would never say that!”

“Okay, everyone,” groaned the Doctor, “being near the origin of a chronal surge is painful. Have we all learned that lesson?” She then heard multiple groans…some of them from new voices! “…That was quick,” she muttered. She rushed over to the new people. There were twelve in total, Five of the twelve were Japanese girls in their high school ages and seemed to be in sailor-fuku style outfits! The Doctor blinked. “The original Sailor Senshi?” she muttered. She then examined five more. They were American High-schoolers, three boys and two girls. She then found a strange buckle in one of their pockets! “…The original Power Rangers?” She then checked on two more. They were an old man and an old woman. The woman was in a shimmering green cloak and the man was in traditional Highland dress! The Doctor stumbled as she looked past the wrinkles and gray hair. “…Oh my word,” she said. The old man and old woman groaned and the Doctor eased them up. “Easy. …Easy now.”

“Thank you kindly,” said the old man in a Scots brogue. He looked around and goggled in surprise when he saw the old woman. “I don’t believe it!” The old woman looked back and gasped.

“Jamie!” she said.

“Zoe!” replied the old man. The two hugged like old siblings. “I never-!” stammered Jamie. “I-I mean, I thought, after all that wee bit of story time-!”

“I was afraid of that too!” replied Zoe. She then got a good look at her surroundings. “…It looks like whatever took you from your home took me as well!” By now, those that were conscious were giving the two their full attention, the Doctor amazed that Jamie and Zoe were acting the way they were. By then, the Sailor Senshi groaned. Tysar helped them up.

“It’s all right,” she assured. “We’ll get you home.”

“My head!” grumbled Sailor Moon. Her stomach then growled. “Dang it! And I’m hungry too!”

“Always thinking with your stomach, huh?” muttered Sailor Mars.

“Better that than wearing heels in battle!” snapped Sailor Moon. That’s when the remaining teenagers groaned.

“My head!” complained the young man in red clothing. He and his friends then saw everyone. “HOLY-!”

“All right, is that everyone conscious?” asked the Doctor.

“I think so,” replied Sailor Mercury as she nervously smoothed her blue hair.

“Then it’s time for a little rundown,” decided the Doctor. “There’s a lunatic from my home planet’s history. He was once stuck in a place called the Underverse, but he’s escaped and fully corporeal now. He’s created a ramshackle TARDIS that, every time he takes off, creates these energy waves called chronal surges. They have a tendency to pluck someone from their native point in space-time and put them somewhere else.”

“Poyo,” muttered Kirby as he raised his hand.

“Yes, Kirby can tell you how annoying that is,” continued the Doctor.

“But with this mess going on with a TARDIS,” said Jamie, “won’t the Time Lords pick up on it?”

“…That’s twice now, Jamie,” remarked the Doctor. “You shouldn’t know anything about the Time Lords, not after…well…”

“That business with the War Chief and his War Lord pals?” asked Jamie.

“Oh, we remember, all right,” confirmed Zoe. “…And following that logic, if you know that specific event…”

“Hey, hang on!” said Jamie as he finally saw the TARDIS. “That’s OUR TARDIS! THE TARDIS!” Jamie then gave his full attention to the Doctor. “Does that mean-?! …I mean, the Doctor I traveled with and I met up with someone in a patchwork coat that said HE was the Doctor!”

“What?!” asked Zoe.

“That was before we met you,” explained Jamie. “Those two said that a Time Lord can change their face and personality when they’re about to die.”

“But the memories of our previous life stay intact,” continued the Doctor. “I had forgotten you met my sixth incarnation as well as my second, Jamie McCrimmon. I seem to recall we faced the Androgums and Sontarans in that little adventure.”

“Och, it IS you!” cheered Jamie.

“Doctor!” gasped Zoe.

“It’s great to see you again, Jamie and Zoe Heriot!” replied the Doctor as she pulled them into a hug. The three old friends had happy tears streaming down their faces.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 6

Planet of the Krynoids: Part 4

Everyone entered the main lab to see Tevik lying dead and a Krynoid in its transitionary period standing over him! This Krynoid was a healthy green! “Demna?!” yelped Tysar. The Krynoid turned to see the entire group. The Paradigm Drone Dalek entered the room and spotted the creature.

“EXTERMINATE!” it shouted and fired! The Krynoid was knocked back, then ran out of the hole it made in the wall.

“Oh, looky!” grunted the Doctor. “Another target Daleks can’t kill, a healthy Krynoid!”

“We have to get Demna-!” urged Tavis.

“Demna’s gone,” replied the Doctor. “The Krynoid’s consumed EVERYTHING about him. His flesh, his mind, his very SOUL!”

“Doctor, you said that Krynoids can control plants,” said Sailor Pluto.

“Alert! Alert! Vegetation ensnaring lab!” warned the Dalek as vines covered the hole the Krynoid made.

“…Your sense of timing is appalling, Setsuna!” hissed the Doctor.

“My crew!” gasped Tavis. “I have to contact my crew!” He pulled out his communicator. “Attention! Attention! This is Captain Tavis!”

Bettan, receiving you, Sir!” replied another voice.

“The situation’s bad!” reported Tavis. “Prepare for takeoff!”

“What about you?!”

“Never mind me!” urged Tavis. “Dr. Vrelan had created a Krynoid and has tested on Daleks! One Dalek survivor already shot him, the rest of the science team were fed to the Krynoid! Vrelan was a Reclamationist! Get out of there, NOW! The jungle will literally turn against you! Get back to New Davius! We’ll deal with the Krynoid here!”

“…Understood, Sir. Good luck.” The call ended.

“Doctor, the TARDIS!” warned Tysar.

“I’ll get you to the TARDIS when this is over, Doctor,” promised Sailor Pluto.

“You see? We have a route back,” the Doctor assured Tysar. “For now, we need to deal with the current crisis. …You, Red Dalek Ranger!”

“That is not my name!” barked the Dalek.

“We need to cut a way through to the Krynoid so we can deal with it. Can your weapon destroy plant matter?”

“Yes! My weapon can do the job, but my manipulator arm can also be replaced with a cutting torch!”

“Ooh! Two means of plant destruction! Good, good, good!” She plucked a communicator out of the lab’s storage unit. “Now, one, two, three, four, five. The Dalek and I are going alone, ask me why.”

“Why?!” yelped the Quantum Ranger.

“Because I’m dangerous when I don’t know what I’m doing. Right then! Ranger!” The Dalek twitched at being named. The panel on the back of its travel skirt then opened as its manipulator arm moved along a rail on its midsection, then tucked itself into the space the panel was concealing. A new arm then replaced it as the panel slid back into its usual place, then the new arm traveled along the rail and fitted itself into the manipulator arm socket. “Excellent! Let’s go!”

“Doctor-!” protested Tysar.

“Stay with the others, Tysar!” called the Doctor as she and the Dalek headed off.

“…Hey, if it gets too hairy,” said the Quantum Ranger, “I can get help.” He pulled out his Morpher. “This thing allows me to summon the Q-Rex Zord.”

“And I can augment its attacks with my own,” offered Sailor Pluto.

“…We wait until the Dalek does something stupid,” decided Tysar.


The Doctor and the Dalek cut their way through the jungle and entered a clearing. “Krynoid in vicinity!” warned the Dalek.

“Hold off on your weapons for a second,” said the Doctor. “I want to negotiate.”

“Negotiations with you animals,” replied a voice, “will not be possible, Doctor.” The Doctor and the Dalek whirled around to see the fully matured Krynoid and…

“GOOD NIGHT!” yelped the Doctor. “You’re as big as St. Paul’s Cathedral already!”

“Skaro’s sun has provided us the opportunity to grow to this size,” replied the Krynoid.

“Listen, if Demna’s in there, I need to speak with him!” urged the Doctor.

“The Thal host is gone. We shall go to New Davius.”

“You’re too big for the Bettan!”

“But our pods will survive. They need to adapt to space and the properties of New Davius. Once the Thals discover the pods, they shall germinate and we shall finish what the Daleks could not. Soon, Dalek and Thal alike will cease to exist. Skaro and New Davius belong to us.”

“I think I’ve heard enough!” declared the Doctor. “Dalek!”

“EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!” The Dalek fell onto basic Dalek instinct, but the gunstick and torch arm proved useless. The Krynoid grabbed the Dalek and crushed it like a tin can.

“…Well, that’s a distress signal sent out to the wrong crowd,” muttered the Doctor.

“The Daleks cannot stop us,” replied the Krynoid. “Skaro will be ours. We shall consume all animal life-.” Just then, something big and metal struck the Krynoid from behind. The Krynoid turned to see a metal T-rex robot staring it down.

“…Isn’t that the-?” The Doctor realized what was going on. “…Eric!” she grumbled.

“Doctor, before you get mad,” said Tysar as she and her group arrived, “Eric summoning his Q-Rex Zord was the best option we had for distracting the Krynoid!”

“And its stasis field attack can immobilize the Krynoid long enough to be destroyed!” urged Sailor Pluto.

“Speaking of which,” said the Quantum Ranger. He held his Morpher to where his mouth would be. “Q-Rex, MEGAZORD MODE!” The Q-Rex Zord then assumed a humanoid form with a missile launcher replacing the right forearm. “Now, MAX BLIZZARD!” The Q-Rex Megazord fired streams of stasis energy from its shoulder at the Krynoid. The Krynoid froze in time, then Sailor Pluto summoned her Garnet Rod, complete with the Garnet Orb on top, and twirled it to create a whirlwind.

“Dead Scream!” she announced as the wind entered the Garnet Orb, creating a glowing purple ball of energy. She spun once, holding the Garnet Rod before her, and then fired the light purple energy at the temporally frozen Krynoid, destroying it in an explosion.

“…Q-Rex, return,” the Quantum Ranger said into his Morpher. The Q-rex left the scene.

“Captain Tavis, this is the Bettan,” came a voice over Tavis’ comms.

“Go ahead,” ordered Tavis.

“We’re ready to pick you all up, but it’s going to have to be a quick one! That Dalek sent out a distress signal to the Dalek Fleet currently 500 parsecs from the Skaro System.”

“Come on!” called Tavis. Everyone rushed back to the Bettan and it took off, leaving Skaro’s atmosphere and entering hyperspace quickly. The new helmsman checked the readings.

“…We’re not being pursued,” he reported. “The Daleks are too busy with landing on the now…well, for them, safer Skaro.”

“Yeah, safe isn’t exactly a word I’d use for Skaro,” remarked the Doctor. “Now, with us being in a much safer position, we need to get Sailor Pluto and Eric back.”

“I’ll deal with that part, Doctor,” said Sailor Pluto. “Time is also my thing, not just the Time Lords. By the way, congratulations on Gallifrey’s second restoration.”

“Thank you!” replied the Doctor.

“Come along, Eric!” declared Sailor Pluto. “I know you’re a Time Force ranger, but this is a little too far into your future.”

“Right,” replied the Quantum Ranger. He then held up his Morpher. “Power Down!” he said. His suit then vanished and he returned to normal. “Later!” he called. Sailor Pluto then used her Garnet Rod to make herself and Eric vanish.

“Well, with all that…goodbye,” said the Doctor as she headed back to the TARDIS.


The Doctor arrived in Engineering and found the TARDIS where she parked it. “There we are, old girl,” she said to her ship. She then heard footsteps. She looked to see Tavis and Tysar. “…You know me,” the Doctor said. “No point in long goodbyes.”

“But our job isn’t done yet,” said Tysar.

“…Tysar, I brought you back to your people,” reminded the Doctor.

“She’s right,” remarked Tavis. “You don’t need to travel with her anymore.”

“Too many people are being taken out of their proper times,” insisted Tysar. “I NEED to help them! And so does the Doctor!”

“You don’t need to travel with her!” replied Tavis.

“I have a job to do! And now, so do you!”

“Tysar, you’re choosing to go with a person where death just follows her and you’re very likely going to be a casualty!” Tysar goggled at Tavis.

“…I beg your pardon?” asked the Doctor.

“A lot of good people died along with the wicked ones,” said Tavis, looking directly at the Doctor, “and that’s more death than I signed up for.”

“Tavis, do you really think I wanted today to unfold the way it did?”

“No, Doctor, but I don’t see how you can go on when I can barely stomach it. And Tysar, how can YOU stomach it?!”

“I’m in the same boat as the Doctor here!” argued Tysar. “I may not have liked Demna, but I wouldn’t wish his fate on anyone and I doubt-!”

“Tysar, please,” interrupted the Doctor. She looked at Tavis. “…You’d rather not come with us?”

“My people say that a hero can burn someone like fire if you get too close and, Doctor, I got too close to every Thal’s hero today! …Tysar, please, don’t get too close to the Doctor.”

“…That’s not an option!” hissed Tysar. “Not when the universe needs my help while I’m capable of doing something to help it!” She then rushed to the TARDIS doors.

“Tysar! No! NOT LIKE THIS!” argued Tavis despairingly.

“Doctor, come on! We have work to do!” called Tysar. She then shut the door, leaving the Doctor to consider what was said. …She then sighed and walked to the doors.

“Doctor, you can’t-!” protested Tavis.

“I’m sorry, but she’s made her choice, Tavis,” said the Doctor. “…But she’ll be back on New Davius when this is over, I promise.”

“…How can you promise something like that when it’s HER choice?” asked Tavis, the first Thal to ever look at the Doctor with bitterness. He stormed back to the bridge. The Doctor sighed, then entered the TARDIS. It dematerialized in its usual manner with an engineer looking at where it was, having heard the whole argument.

“…Good luck, Doctor, Tysar,” said the engineer as he resumed his work.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 6

Planet of the Krynoids: Part 3

“OPEN UP IN THERE!” shouted Demna as he banged on the lab’s door. “I KNOW A PREFABRICATED LAB WHEN I SEE ONE!”

“He’s not listening,” muttered Sailor Pluto.

“Maybe I can get us in,” said Eric as he pulled out a red handheld device. “QUANTUM POWER!” he called. A red suit and full-face helmet then appeared over him as he assumed his identity as the Quantum Ranger.

“Eric, your Ranger form is overkill!” protested the Doctor. “No, this requires finesse.” She pulled out her sonic screwdriver.

“Well, good thing the door’s not wood,” chuckled Sailor Pluto. The Doctor switched the screwdriver on and aimed it at the door…but nothing happened.

“What?” muttered the Doctor. She buzzed the door again, but still nothing. She checked the readings. “…Drat! He’s deadlocked the door! All right, Eric, go ahead.”

“Quantum Defender it is!” said the Quantum Ranger. He pulled out a red and silver t-rex themed gun and fired at the door lock. The lock exploded and the door opened. The Quantum Ranger mimed blowing on the barrel.

“…You DO realize that’s a laser, right?” asked Tevik.

“Oh, bite me!” replied the Quantum Ranger. “It’s cool!” The group then entered the lab.

“It’s dark in here,” muttered the Doctor. “I really must start carrying a torch!”

“Found the lights,” replied Demna.

“Switch them on,” ordered Tavis. The lights switched on and everyone could see the tubes with what looked like mounds of over-cooked spinach in them…barring one.

“Now that IS peculiar,” muttered the Doctor. She then spotted a recording device. “I wonder.” She then played back what Vrelan had recorded earlier. “…Smaller subjects?” muttered the Doctor. “What-?”

“Doctor!” called Tysar, slightly panicked.

“What is-?” The Doctor gasped when she saw the final tube. Inside it wasn’t a vegetable mound…but a Dalek creature!

“Eugh!” gagged the Quantum Ranger. “What IS that?!”

“That’s what a Dalek really looks like inside its casing,” replied the Doctor.

“THAT’S a Dalek?!” protested the Quantum Ranger. “The most evil life-form in existence?!”

“Then the mounds are-?!” gulped Tysar.

“They USED to be Daleks like our friend here,” replied the Doctor. “But somehow, they came into contact with Krynoid DNA. Not exactly ideal for a Krynoid host.”

“Why would Vrelan want to do that?!” shuddered Tavis. “The Daleks are evil, but we can’t inflict suffering on them! Otherwise we’d be no better than the Daleks!”

“The same kind of thing I said to myself when I found myself at the Daleks’ Genesis,” said the Doctor, recalling the incubation room and the wires she held in her fourth incarnation’s hand and Sarah Jane and Harry trying to urge her, rather HIM, to complete his mission for the Time Lords.

“But why make green bombs, Doctor?” asked Sailor Pluto.

“Tavis, Tysar, are there any on New Davius that would see the Thals return to Skaro?” asked the Doctor.

“The Reclamationists,” replied Tysar. “They think we can somehow push the Daleks off Skaro and retake it, making it a planet for purely Thals to live on. Basically, we should do to the Daleks what they did to us, at least that’s what a Reclamationist would say.”

“Fan out and search,” ordered Tavis. “But be careful. His logs said that the control variable’s still alive.”

“Tysar, Sailor Pluto, Eric, you stick close to me,” directed the Doctor. As everyone left, the Dalek creature looked intently at their retreating forms. Then it focused on the glass imprisoning it and prepared to hurl itself against the glass!


Demna had his side arm in his hand, looking fierce. “No Reclamationist’s gonna make ME move here!” he growled. “I’ll-!”

“Excuse me, but what are you doing here?” asked Vrelan’s voice as he stepped out of the shadows.

“Dr. Vrelan, you’d better not be a Reclamationist!” warned Demna. “If I find out that this whole thing is supposed to ‘reclaim Skaro for the Thal Race’, I’ll-!” Vrelan kicked the gun out of Demna’s hand then stuck a syringe into his neck! Demna collapsed to the ground with Vrelan making it so the impact didn’t make so much noise.

“I’m sorry, Commander,” said Vrelan, “but I can’t let you stop me, not when we CAN reclaim Skaro and drive the Daleks away. …It seems the experiment must take a different course.”


Tysar was bouncing her knee up and down, looking around nervously. “Doctor, are we really safe?” asked Sailor Pluto, verbalizing Tysar’s question.

“Relatively, yes,” said the Doctor. “But this IS Skaro we’re talking about and-.” She was interrupted by a scream.

“That was Demna!” yelped Tysar.

“Come on!” called the Doctor. By now, everyone rushed to Demna’s position. He was convulsing bad. The Doctor knelt down and saw green hives on his hand!

“He’s been in contact with a Krynoid pod!” she warned. “Everyone, keep back!”

“Doctor, are we sure of that?” asked Tysar.

“It’s the only logical explanation!” replied the Doctor.

“Then…why is there a puncture mark on his neck?”

“What?!” The Doctor caught sight of the puncture mark! “…This isn’t because of a pod! The Krynoid DNA’s been administered via a syringe!”

“…Vrelan!” hissed Tavis. “That must be the deployment system he talked about in his logs!”

“We need to get him to sick bay!” urged Tevik.

“Agreed! Come on, Demna!” The Doctor and Tavis helped the infected Demna up.


Demna was tied down as the hives were turning into vines. “I’m going to try and save him, but I don’t have much hope,” said the Doctor.

“The sedatives won’t wear off for a while yet,” reported Tevik. “We need to find Vrelan and make him pay!”

“Doctor, we’ll stand guard here,” offered Tavis. “You just keep my sister and our friends safe as you look for him, all right?”

“Got it,” replied the Doctor. The group then left.

“Sir, do you think there’s any hope for Demna?” asked Tevik.

“I don’t know, Lieutenant,” sighed Tavis. “All we can do is hope the Doctor can prevent his death.”


The group arrived at a locked part of the lab. “Let’s see what’s behind door number one, shall we?” asked the Doctor. She buzzed the door and it opened with ease. They entered the room and took stock.

“Look at all this!” said the Quantum Ranger. “What’s it all for?!” The Doctor examined the notes.

“Militarized terraforming!” she growled. “That’s what this is all about! It’s not just to reclaim Skaro, it’s to weaponize the telepathic control Krynoids have over other plants!” The Doctor then heard the familiar rattling noise Krynoids make! She turned to see a Krynoid in its humanoid shape within arm’s reach of the Quantum Ranger and Sailor Pluto! “Eric! Setsuna! Get back!” The two turned around and jumped back.

“Is that a Krynoid?!” yelped Tysar. The Doctor noticed how brown it was.

“…Yes, but it’s malnourished,” she said.

“Is that…dried blood on its tendrils?” asked Sailor Pluto.

“…Yes. In fact, it’s dried Slyther blood, along with dried THAL blood!”

“Thal?! You mean Vrelan’s fed his team to this thing?!”

“Yes, but it looks like he’s really stretched out the time between meals, watering, and time in the sun for this poor thing.”

“A necessary sacrifice I was willing to make,” came Vrelan’s voice. Everyone turned to see Vrelan with a modified Dalek gun in his hand!

“Vrelan, this is obscene!” snarled the Doctor. “What you’re doing is wrong! You’ve killed your entire team and-!”

“My ENTIRE team, Doctor?” asked Vrelan. “I think you’ll find Varsa is very much alive.” He nodded to the sickly Krynoid. “Though she won’t be for long.”

“Varsa?!” yelped Tysar. “That’s my childhood friend!”

“Demna should serve to be a better candidate for what I have planned,” said Vrelan.

“What, weaponized terraforming?” asked the Doctor. “Careful, that’s a Dalek method.”

“No! It’s different!” insisted Vrelan.

“I see no difference! You tap into the Krynoid’s telepathic field and then what? Command it to kill the Daleks, bring any survivors to you so you can convert them into your green bombs and detonate them to make new jungles, is that it?!”

“The Daleks will finally create something worthwhile through their deaths! And I have the means to control the Krynoids! They’ll be cultivated into something better! All the worlds the Daleks brought under their control? We can restore them! The Daleks never cared about the natural world of each planet they control! Not even Skaro! Well, the Daleks will learn what happens when you anger Mother Nature and-!”

“This isn’t part of the natural world!” argued the Doctor. “Bending plants to someone’s will, especially a Krynoid, will get someone killed!” Then…they heard a crash, like glass shattering. “…Oh no!”

“…Demna?” asked Tysar.

“No! I haven’t fitted the control collar on him yet!” yelped Vrelan. The Doctor then spotted what she initially thought was a red boiler…but upon closer inspection, she saw a plunger, an elongated whisk, black hemispheres, a pair of dome lamps, and an eyestalk.

“…Those Daleks you used,” she said, “were they Paradigm ones?”

“Mere drones, why?” asked Vrelan. Just then, two people outside screamed!

“Tavis?!” yelped Tysar. Tavis stumbled in, trying to get something off of him! The Doctor realized that it was the sole uninfected Dalek!

“GET THAT THING OFF HIM!” she called. Everyone, sans Vrelan, rushed to get the Dalek off Tavis, then the Dalek leapt off and scurried towards the Paradigm Drone casing. It opened the top, then slithered into the casing and closed it! The eyestalk then switched on! It had a yellow light with a blue pupil shaped after a goat’s. The casing’s limbs and eyestalk then twitched and rose upwards until they were level with everything. The dome swiveled so the eyestalk could take everything in. It spotted the sickly Krynoid, then aimed its gunstick!

“EXTERMINATE!” it shouted. It then fired, killing the sickly Krynoid.

“NO! YOU FOOL!” shouted Vrelan. “YOU’RE RUINING THE-!” The Dalek fired its gunstick on Vrelan, exterminating him and taking its revenge. It then looked directly at the Doctor.

“YOU ARE THE DOCTOR!” it screamed. “YOU ARE THE ENEMY OF THE DALEKS! YOU WILL BE-!” Another scream then cut it off, then a crash!

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 6

Planet of the Krynoids: Part 2

The repairs lasted a while. During that time, the ship was still hanging in space just above the planet. Finally, the Doctor grumbled and pulled herself out of the console she was working on. “…Well?” asked Tavis.

“…There’s nothing wrong with your sensors and Tevik’s math is correct,” sighed the Doctor.

“What on New Davius is THAT supposed to mean?!” protested Demna. “That planet looks nothing like Skaro! …Anything on long-range yet?”

“No saucers,” replied Tevik, “but I’d rather not run the risk.”

“And what I said means exactly what it means,” said the Doctor. “Your equipment is working perfectly and there’s no operator error. That IS Skaro we’re orbiting.”

“But that’s-!” argued Tysar.

“Look,” interrupted the Doctor, “us repeating the fact that the planet doesn’t look like how we remember seeing Skaro from space won’t change the fact that everything is working perfectly and Tevik’s the best damned helmsman of New Davius. The only way we can settle this mystery is to go down to the planet’s surface, risking the potential for a trap to be sprung.”

“That’s always fun,” sighed Tysar.

“The radiation may be less than normal Skaro readings,” said Tavis, “but I’m not running that risk. Demna, our stock of anti-radiation drugs?”

“We have enough for the Doctor and our friends,” replied Demna.

“Good. Tysar, you’ll need to arm yourself-.”

“Hold on! I didn’t need a weapon during my time in Gotham-!”

“Tysar, you ARE on my ship and I WON’T have my sister be exterminated so soon after reuniting with her. Arm yourself. That is an order.”

“Tysar, I loathe guns like you do,” said the Doctor, “but the Daleks will kill or enslave anyone that is unarmed. Not everyone can talk their way out of extermination like we do. Besides, those ARE stun weapons, enough for a quick getaway back to the ship or the TARDIS. Should the Daleks’ potential trap result in my death, take your people into the TARDIS and it will take you all back to New Davius. So, please, for my peace of mind, take it.”

“…Fine, Doctor,” grumbled Tysar.

“That goes for you two,” Tavis said to Eric and Setsuna.

“…Much appreciated,” said Setsuna, “but I am already armed.” She raised her hand. “Ordinarily, I’d consider everyone as civilians and wouldn’t do this in a public setting, but we’re pressed for time. Pluto Planet Power, MAKE UP!” A bright light surrounded Setsuna as her civilian clothes changed into her outfit as Sailor Pluto! Eric blinked.

“…You girls are real?!” he asked. “I thought you were just some superhero girl group from Japan!”

“We’re as real as you Power Rangers, Eric,” replied Sailor Pluto.

“…Sailor Scouts, I HAVE heard of,” remarked Demna, “but what are Power Rangers?”

“We’ll explain later,” replied the Doctor.


The Bettan landed near the jungle. Everyone inside took their first dose of anti-radiation drugs and stepped out. …It felt like the Amazon Rainforest to the Doctor! Hot and humid with massive trees and plants! “Even the jungles I visited when I blundered onto Skaro,” muttered the Doctor, “weren’t Earth-like!”

“This should be a petrified jungle,” remarked Tysar.

“Readings indicate,” said Tevik, “that we’ll take our next anti-radiation treatment in six earth hours.”

“Excellent,” said Tavis. “Now, stay close and be careful. Slythers could enjoy a jungle like this.”

“Slyther?” asked Eric.

“A carnivorous beast, large and inky black,” replied the Doctor, “with fearsome claws on its hands. It’s a nocturnal predator, but it HAS been known to eat during the day.”

“And it’s got thick skin in the most literal sense,” said Tysar.

“EXCUSE ME! ALL OF YOU!” shouted a voice.

“Well, that’s not a Dalek,” remarked the Doctor. A Thal man then approached the group.

“Dr. Vrelan!” sighed Tavis in relief. “Thank our ancestors, we found you!”

“Yes, yes, you did! Now who are you?!” demanded the new Thal, Vrelan.

“We’re the rescue party from New Davius,” replied Demna. “We were sent to retrieve you and your team as Skaro is too dangerous for-.”

“Then tell High Command that your mission is a failure! I’m too busy!” snapped Vrelan.

“…I don’t think you understand,” said Tavis. “We’re taking you home, away from-.”

“No, no, no, NO! My work here on Skaro is too important!” insisted Vrelan.

“Sir, this isn’t up for debate!” snapped Tavis. “We’ve called this the Forbidden Planet for a reason and-!”

“I don’t care! GO AWAY!”

“Dr. Vrelan,” interjected the Doctor, “what is so important that you would risk being shot at by Daleks right on their native world?”

“That’s not your concern, human!”

“Time Lord,” corrected the other Thals.

“…Pardon?”

“Yep, that’s the Doctor,” said Tysar. “You know, the one who saved our ancestors’ butts?”

“Her TARDIS is on my ship,” said Tavis. “The same ship you WILL be boarding.”

“…I see,” remarked Vrelan. He then gave his attention to the Doctor. “Doctor, you’ll have to forgive me for dragging you into such a trifle, but my work is extremely important. Even-.” That’s when a scream echoed throughout the jungle.

“Tevik!” yelped Tavis. He and the group followed the scream. “Tevik, are you-?!”

“I-I’m fine, physically!” replied Tevik as he pointed to the body of a big, black, hulking thing with claws on its hands and eyes protruding on stalks like snails. “But seeing a shredded Slyther corpse will haunt my nightmares!” The Doctor stepped forward to investigate. Part of the flesh was missing and there were severe bite marks, meaning that the missing flesh was probably in the biter’s gullet and being digested.

“Whatever did this must have been strong,” remarked Tysar. “Those things can’t even be pierced by Varga plant spikes.”

“Or be stung by the flytrap type of Varga,” said the Doctor as she took readings from the sonic screwdriver. She checked the readings and goggled when she saw traces of chloroplasts and schizophytes around the bite marks! “But it WAS a plant that killed this Slyther!”

“What plant could do that?” asked Sailor Pluto.

“None of the native Skaro flora could-,” said Tysar.

“Exactly, none of the NATIVE Skaro flora,” interrupted the Doctor. “This wasn’t done by a native plant. I think I know why the Daleks haven’t attacked us, they had to abandon the planet! That would partially explain the lower radiation and the appearance of a proper jungle! I think Skaro’s home to a Krynoid!”

“Preposterous!” scoffed Vrelan.

“A Krynoid, Doctor?” asked Tysar. “What’s that?”

“I can’t say as I’ve heard of a Krynoid,” remarked Tavis.

“Well, on most planets, animals eat the vegetation, yes?” asked the Doctor. Everyone nodded. “On planets where the Krynoid gets established, the tables are turned.”

“What, all plants turn carnivorous?” asked Demna.

“Yes,” replied the Doctor. “The Krynoids are vegetable life that feed on animal life. Dr. Vrelan, if the Daleks are wisely leaving this world, you should too!”

“I can’t! My work is too important!” insisted Vrelan. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to the lab before I actually start believing spaceport stories about plant men!” He stormed off!

“Dr. Vrelan, come back here! My ship is THAT way!” called Tavis.

“Now that IS peculiar,” mused the Doctor.

“What is?” asked Eric.

“Not once did I mention plant men,” explained the Doctor, “but that IS one of the stages of the Krynoid’s growth.”

“Doctor, I think you’d better fill us in on how these Krynoids grow,” said Demna.

“They start off as seed pods, half as big as your head,” began the Doctor. “Once the seeds are given enough warmth and nutrients, they split open and a shoot grabs a nearby animal, then fuses with it, pumping it full of Krynoid-based schizophytes, plant bacteria. The schizophytes then consume the animal tissue while the host is alive, then the Krynoid cells take the consumed animal cells’ place. Eventually, the Krynoid will assume a vaguely humanoid shape and look for food and warmth. After a while, the Krynoid will just be a mound of vegetable matter with tendrils, ready to eat and spread more of its seed pods, as well as telepathically control any plant life to achieve its aims of killing all animal life.”

“And we’re in a minefield under Krynoid control!” gulped Tysar.

“Not yet,” said the Doctor, “or the plants would have attacked us already. I think something’s keeping our Krynoid at bay. …And I believe Dr. Vrelan will provide the answers.”


Back in the lab set up by Dr. Vrelan, said scientist had pulled out a recording device set next to two opened seed pods! He activated the device and spoke into it. “The pods have germinated well,” he said. “The first subject has responded to the treatment well. She has grown into a fine specimen; however, the lack of regular amounts of food, water, and sunlight has left her weak. This has allowed for some control. I am preparing the next test. In the first test, I allowed the shoot from the pod to fuse with the test subject in accordance with the natural life cycle of a Krynoid. The next few tests were smaller scale ones to see if Krynoid DNA would change them and also served to see if the deployment system I developed would work. While the test subjects after the control didn’t survive, the control could use the dead subjects as a sort of green bomb, hence the sudden appearance of the jungle and decreased radiation. Now I shall see if a direct injection into something bigger shall produce a faster result for something like the control.” He ended his log and pulled up the security feed to show the Doctor and her friends approaching the lab. “Once again, Doctor, you shall help us Thals in our greatest peril.”

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 6

Planet of the Krynoids: Part 1

“Adjusting heading,” reported a blonde man on the bridge of a starship.

“Why are we going back there?” muttered another blonde man. “We evacuated that planet for a reason.”

“Okay, at this point, I’m just repeating myself,” groaned the captain of the ship of blondes. “A science team was last reported there and we have to conduct a retrieval mission.”

“They’re probably dead already!” protested the second man.

“Well, would YOU wanna let them stay there?!” argued the helmsman.

“All right, all right!” called the Captain. “Let’s not start an argument. High Command already assigned us this mission and we’re too close to our target planet to turn back now.

“Approaching the coordinates,” said the helmsman. His brow then furrowed. “…Hang on…why aren’t their orbital defenses activating?”

“Tevik’s right,” said the second blonde. “They should be shooting at us by now.”

“…Scan for any ships and orbital defenses, Commander Demna,” the Captain ordered the second man. Demna ran his scans.

“…The sensors must be faulty!” he protested. “There’s nothing! No ships, no satellites, nothing!”

“Captain Tavis, sir, the readings I’m getting from the planet aren’t matching what we know of our target,” said Tevik.

“Put it up on screen,” ordered the Captain, Tavis. Tevik pulled up the view of the planet and everyone blinked in surprise. “…That can NOT be possible,” muttered Tavis. “Demna, I think you may be onto something about our sensors being faulty. Have Engineering-.” An alarm then cut out his order. “Another intruder alert?!” asked Tavis. Demna checked his instruments.

“Engineering’s reported an alien noise,” he said. “Security’s down there now and…hang on, that doesn’t make sense.”

“What?” asked Tavis. Demna turned in his chair.

“Security and Engineering are claiming that the TARDIS is aboard.”

“…I’m going down there,” decided Tavis. “Demna, you’re in command of the bridge.”

“Sir!” replied Demna as he and Tavis saluted each other. Tavis then left the bridge.


Security forces were aiming their stun guns at the blue box when Tavis arrived. “…Sure looks like that box the Doctor, Ian, Susan, and Barbara arrived in,” he remarked.

“Sir, can we really be sure it’s the TARDIS?” asked the lead Security Officer.

“That’s what we’ll find out,” replied Tavis. He knocked on the door. “Greetings,” he called aloud. “I am Captain Tavis of the starship Bettan. You are currently in the Engineering Section of my ship. If you could step out of the box and identify yourself-.” Tysar was the first to rush out.

“T-Tavis?!” she asked. Tavis’ eyes goggled.

“…Tysar?!” he asked.

“Gods, it IS you!” cheered Tysar as happy tears flowed from her eyes. She pulled Tavis into a hug as another Thal waved a machine over her. He looked at his readings and the genetic match confirmed that it was Tysar.

“Tysar, where have you been?!” asked Tavis. “You vanished three years ago and-!”

“I’ll tell you everything soon!” promised Tysar. “For now, how many of you here want to see our greatest hero’s current face?” The surrounding Thals nodded. “Thought so!” Tysar turned towards the TARDIS. “Doctor! Come on out! We’re among my people!” The Doctor stepped outside.

“So, this IS a Thal ship!” chuckled the Doctor.

“Doctor, it’s a great honor to meet you!” bid Tavis. “Sorry for the weapons pointing at you. I can assure you, they’re just stun weapons. …Speaking of which. All of you, stand down!” The security forces holstered their weapons. “You’ll have to pardon our jumpiness,” he said. “We’re on a dangerous mission.”

“The Bettan’s a science ship, last I checked,” remarked Tysar.

“Could someone fill me in on how Tysar and Tavis know each other?” asked the Doctor.

“Oh, he’s my baby brother,” replied Tysar. “We were together before I ended up in Gotham.”

“Ah!” The Doctor smiled. “Well, a really good thing I was tracking chronal surges, then! Tavis, was it? The reason for Tysar’s vanishing act was because an energy wave plucked her out of your time and put her somewhere else in time and space. Specifically, 21st century Earth.”

“Good heavens!” swore Tavis.

“I had to scavenge for food!” shuddered Tysar. “I am NEVER touching hot dogs again!”

“Sir, do you think that our stowaways are telling the truth?” asked a security officer. “That they were plucked out of their times by some energy wave like Tysar here?”

“Her return DOES give their story a little more credibility,” replied Tavis.

“You mean we’re not the only stowaways here?” asked the Doctor.

“No. In fact, come with me. I think you might be able to prove that they’re telling the truth.”


Tavis led the Doctor and Tysar to a room on the lower decks of the ship. He then keyed in a command and the door opened. Two people rose from the couch they were sitting on, one male and one female. “Hello again, Captain,” greeted the man. “Still don’t believe our story?”

“Oddly enough,” said Tavis, “I have two people that may confirm your story, Mr. Myers.” He stepped aside to reveal the Doctor and Tysar. The Doctor’s eyes lit up when she saw the woman, recognizing the tan skin and dark green hair.

“SETSUNA!” she greeted.

“Doctor!” yelped the woman, Setsuna Meiou, AKA Sailor Pluto! “I don’t believe it! It’s you again! …You’re wearing the wrong body.”

“No, I’m wearing the right body, but not necessarily in the right order,” said the Doctor. “So, odd question, but were you plucked out of your point in space and time by a chronal surge and plopped here on the Bettan, spooking the Thals here a bit?”

“That’s correct,” replied Setsuna. “And so was Mr. Myers here.” She gestured to the man.

“…Should I know you?” the Doctor asked the man.

“Eric Myers, Time Force,” greeted the man. The Doctor’s eyes widened again.

“The Quantum Ranger himself!” she said.

“You’ve heard of me?” asked Eric.

“You and your Time Force Ranger friends!” replied the Doctor. She turned back to Tavis. “They’re telling the truth! They’re not here to sabotage anything!”

“Excellent!” said Tavis. “Now…why are chronal surges popping up in the first place?”

“That would be because of the Grouping rearing its ugly head again,” explained the Doctor.

“The Grouping?” asked Setsuna.

“Then time and space are getting rearranged?” asked Eric. “That’s what I heard had happened last time the Grouping was going on.”

“Yes, but now there’s not as many races that can mitigate the damage,” answered the Doctor. “The Flux saw to that.”

“I was afraid of that,” sighed Setsuna.

“Now, we need to get you two back to your own times,” said the Doctor.

“I can handle that, Doctor,” assured Setsuna. “…But perhaps we can help the Bettan and her crew with the current problem?”

“So you DO know what the mission is,” grumbled Tavis.

“What mission is that?” asked Tysar.


Everyone was brought to the bridge. Demna and Tevik saw the new arrivals. “Sir?” asked Demna.

“Believe it or not, their story checks out,” replied Tavis. “The Doctor here proved that.”

“Hello!” greeted the Doctor.

“Hold on, that’s THE Doctor?!” asked Demna.

“No autographs, please,” replied the Doctor.

“Demna?!” protested Tysar.

“YOU!” snarled Demna.

“Tavis, why is HE on this mission?!” asked Tysar.

“He does good work, Tysar. You know this,” replied Tavis. “And this is my helmsman, Lieutenant Tevik.”

“A pleasure,” greeted Tevik.

“Doctor, I’m about to display a set of coordinates,” said Tavis. “Perhaps you can tell us if you recognize them?”

“It’s been a while since I read Thal Standard coordinates,” replied the Doctor, “but I think I can get by.” Tavis punched up the coordinates and the Doctor and Tysar’s faces fell to horror. “…No!” whispered the Doctor.

“No way would New Davius High Command send the Bettan there!” pleaded Tysar.

“Then you DO know the planet we’re supposed to be orbiting,” said Tavis.

“I’m afraid I don’t,” admitted Eric. “What’s wrong with the planet?”

“It’s our ancestral homeworld,” explained Tysar.

“…Skaro!” hissed the Doctor.

“Skaro?! Wait, isn’t that the homeworld of the-?!” Eric yelped.

“The Daleks, yes,” confirmed Setsuna. She then recalled something. “…Hang on, you said you’re supposed to be orbiting Skaro, Captain Tavis?”

“That’s correct,” replied Tavis. “But we haven’t been fired on and…well…” He pulled up the planet on the viewscreen. The Doctor blinked.

“…Skaro’s still a red, radioactive canker of a planet, yes?” she asked as she checked the readings.

“With Dalek ships still patrolling the skies and orbital defenses permanently set to kill any intruding vessel,” confirmed Tavis.

“So why haven’t we been shot at for one thing?” asked the Doctor. “Where are the ships and defense satellites? Why are the radiation levels only slightly higher than normal? And, most importantly, why is the planet on the screen yellow with just one green patch just south of the equator?! Are you sure you set the coordinates correctly?!”

“I’ve triple-checked my math, Doctor,” replied Tevik. “Maybe there’s something wrong with the sensors or the Daleks are trying something to disguise Skaro. Either way, we need to locate a science team on that planet and either retrieve them or…or their bodies, as is most likely the case, if that planet IS Skaro.”

“…I’ll give your sensors a repair service,” said the Doctor. “Meanwhile, I hope everyone is armed for a quick getaway.”

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 3

A Colorful Game: Part 4

The earthquake reached the command center, cluing the Doctor in on what was happening. “Oh dear,” she muttered. “It’s risen.”

“You mean Rita’s-?!” gulped Albert.

“Summoned the very first Dragonzord, yes,” confirmed the Doctor. “Maiden, we need to deploy the Zords.”

“I can’t!” replied Maiden. “I’m locked out of all systems!”

“What?!” The Doctor then recalled what she and Banza did. “Of course! Retina scan!”

“Oh, of course!” realized Maiden. “Miss Rose, I’ll need your help!” The android quickly pulled up several functions. “Now, when the light on the retina scanner flashes, look into it!”

“Right!” replied Amy. Maiden then keyed in a few commands. The light flashed and Amy looked into it. “Oof! Bright!” she yelped.

“Ranger System: Online!” cheered Maiden. “All weapons and gear available! Albert-!”

“Send out the Battlizer too!” directed Albert. “I have a feeling Tanya will need it!”

“Banza was repairing the Battilizer Deployment equipment before his death,” explained Maiden. “You’ll have to deliver it yourself.” She pulled out a gold device that could fit over a Morpher.

“Understood,” replied Albert. “In that case, IT’S MORPHING TIME!” Albert inserted his key into his Morpher, then posed as he became the Blue Dragon Ranger. He then pressed the call button on his Morpher. “Tanya, we’re back in action!” he reported.

“We’re all in our suits here, Albert!” replied Tanya on the other end. “We’re summoning our Zords!”

“I’m bringing the Battlizer! I’d say the situation calls for the full power of the Dragon Ultrazord!”

“Good thinking! Hurry!” Tanya ended the call, then Albert spoke into his Morpher again.

“Launch Blue Dragon Zord!” he said.

“All voice commands: confirmed!” reported Maiden. “Launching all Zords!”


Far off from New New York, a hangar opened from the ground. Once done, lights flashed on. Those lights were the eyes of the Dragon Zords! The Dragon Zords, mechanical dragon-themed mecha, flew out of the hangar, en route to the battlefield!


“Gotta go!” Albert said to the Doctor and her team.

“Have fun!” chuckled the Toymaker.

“…Must you?” muttered the Doctor.


The Zords and Albert arrived at the battlefield in short order. Albert handed Tanya the Battlizer. “It’s now or never, Tanya!” he said.

“Well, I always liked ‘Now’!” replied Tanya as she put the Battlizer on her Morpher. “Activate Battlizer!” She pressed the button on her Morpher and golden armor appeared over her usual red suit. “All right, everyone! Into your Zords! Activate Dragon Striker Ultrazord!”

“RIGHT!” replied all the Rangers. They all leapt into their respective Zords, then they started shifting into limbs, a torso, and weapons. The parts combined and formed a giant, multi-colored, humanoid robot. The Rangers all appeared in the cockpit and took the controls.

“Open a channel to the Dragonzord!” ordered Tanya.

“Got it!” replied Poppy. She keyed in a command and Rita appeared on screen.

“What do you Power Losers want?!” demanded Rita.

“We’re giving you one last chance to surrender, Repulsa,” warned Tanya. “If you don’t take it, we’ll destroy the Original Dragonzord AND the Master Morpher.”

“Fat chance! I’ll destroy you Rangers and take the Morphing Grid for myself! I’ll be the ONLY Power Ranger and finally set this universe on the path of evil where it NEEDS to go!”

“Your funeral.” Tanya closed the channel, then all the Rangers pulled on the control sticks they were using. The Ultrazord then swung its weapon at the Dragonzord. The Dragonzord countered with its tail, activating the drill on it to cause damage. Sparks flew off the Ultrazord as it stumbled from the attack. The Dragonzord then fired missiles from its fingers, causing the Ultrazord to stumble the instant it was hit. “All right, you disgrace to Green Rangers!” snarled Tanya. “You asked for it! Ultrazord: Final Attack!” The Rangers pressed the thumb buttons on their controls. The Ultrazord then twirled its weapon above its head, creating an energy ring, then swung the weapon and the energy ring restrained the Dragonzord. The Ultrazord then ran at the Dragonzord and slashed at it with its weapon. The Dragonzord sparked as Rita tried to regain control. No dice, the Dragonzord regained control of itself and ejected Rita. She tumbled to the ground and her transformation was canceled, showing her gasping in pain. At that moment, she spotted the Master Morpher.

“One of…Tommy’s…other forms!” she panted. “That’s it!” She then crawled forward. “The Black…Dino Thunder…Ranger…will work! When I’m…done with…the Rangers…they’ll be history!” That was when she spotted the hem of a familiar blue dress!

“Speaking of history,” purred the Toymaker as she picked up the Master Morpher, “guess who’s back?!”

“Toymaker?! I thought the Doctor took care of you!” gulped Rita. “I-It’s a relief to see you again, old friend!”

“Cut the malarkey, my old opponent!” snapped the Toymaker as the Master Morpher turned into a toy in her clutch. “We’re not friends! I entertained your thoughts of conquest since before we found this planet! Now it’s time to put the toys away!”

“Oh no! I’ve still got plans for the Stookies! They’re a lot better than the Putty Patrollers!”

“Well, I’m sad to say you have no choice in the matter! Speaking of Putty Patrollers, interested in seeing their creator again?!” The Toymaker snapped her fingers and a familiar circular container appeared. “Your old gang’s here! Minus Lord Zedd, of course!”

“Wait! No! YOU CAN’T!” begged Rita. “NOT THE SPACE DUMPSTER!”

“Why not? You’re a toy broken beyond even the skill of a restorationist on YouTube,” chuckled the Toymaker. “All toys that end up in such a state go straight to the trash!” The Toymaker laughed as she opened the lid to the space dumpster and Rita was sucked inside!

“Mistress Rita!” called a rough voice from inside.

“Goldar! Squat! Baboo! Finster! Scorpina! What are you nitwits doing here?! Who’s the kid?!” screeched Rita. The Toymaker closed the lid and sent the space dumpster out into space to travel forever.

“And that, as they say, is that,” chuckled the Toymaker. The Doctor, Amy, and the Rangers ran up to them.

“…I don’t recall that being part of the deal,” remarked the Doctor.

“I have altered the deal, Doctor,” replied the Toymaker. “Pray I don’t alter it any further. Now, that path to Grand Zeno? Who is that person who has such favor with him?”

“A Saiyan that answers to Kakarot and Son Goku,” answered the Doctor. “He was sent to a human colony just moments before the Saiyan Genocide.”

“Ah, I know which colony that is,” smirked the Toymaker. “Oh, Doctor, if you’re lying, I COULD just turn you into action figures of your and current incarnations. I have a few stop-motion adventures in my head.” The Toymaker then opened a door somewhere and a bell rang like an old shop door. She stepped through, then vanished.

“…Well, now what-?” asked Tanya as she looked around. Then…she saw it. “…Guys! LOOK!” she said as she demorphed. There, just above the outer limits of New New York…was a hole in the clouds that covered the skies. The hole got bigger and bigger until…everyone could see blue skies and the sun! Tanya canceled her transformation as she fell to her knees, tears welling up in her eyes.

“…We won,” sighed the Doctor happily. All across the city, everyone was leaving their shelters and looking up at the sky. There wasn’t a dry eye in the city. All that stress of worrying whether or not they’d see tomorrow…it was finally leaving them. As Albert looked up, he started singing.

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,

The emblem of suffering and shame.

And I love that old cross where the dearest and best,

For a world of lost sinners was slain.

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross

‘Till my trophies at last I lay down!

I will cling to the old rugged cross

And exchange it some day for a crown!” The Doctor remembered the last time she heard that hymn. She listened keenly and could hear everyone else singing that hymn, just like when the Under-city was finally freed.


The Doctor and Amy returned to the TARDIS as the rebuilding began. “So, a new dawn for New Earth,” said Amy.

“A long awaited dawn,” replied the Doctor. “I just wish Banza could see it. …I had to inform his TARDIS what happened. It got the coordinates for Gallifrey and resolved to head to the TARDIS Graveyard beneath the Citadel. It will finally die so it can be scavenged for parts and scrapped respectfully.”

“Would your TARDIS do the same?” asked Amy. “I mean, if it turns out you DON’T have unlimited incarnations-.”

“The old girl and I already talked about it.” By now, the Doctor had unlocked the door and she and Amy went inside. “She plans to be my tomb if and when I permanently die. She’ll stay wherever I fall. But, enough about that! Let’s see what awaits us next! Any old friends you want to visit?” Amy thought a bit.

“…Doctor, have you been to an Earth populated by squids?” she asked.

“…Sounds rather wet,” mused the Doctor. “How about you put your hands on the telepathic circuits and tell the TARDIS about it?”

“You mean like you did with sending a message to Rassilon?” asked Amy.

“That’s right, only this time, you’re talking to the TARDIS itself.” The Doctor brought Amy to the appropriate panel. Amy then took off her gloves and placed her hands on the controls, thinking about what she told the Doctor.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 3

A Colorful Game: Part 3

“BANZA!” called Tanya as she ran up to the group. “Doctor, wha-?!”

“He’s dead! I’m so sorry!” said the Doctor.

“You’re next, self-proclaimed Last of the Time Lords!” snarled the Toymaker.

“Hold it!” called Tanya. “Just resorting to murder? How is THAT fun?”

“The Doctor’s presence always spoils my fun!” replied the Toymaker.

“And you don’t intend to play any of her games?”

“No! The odds are always stacked against me!”

“So you know her as an opponent,” mused Tanya. “…What about me?”

“…What about you?” asked the Toymaker.

“Tanya, NO!” protested the Doctor.

“I challenge you to Liar’s Dice!” Tanya proclaimed to the Toymaker. A wicked grin crossed the face of the Embodiment of Play.

“Name your terms,” said the Toymaker. “I’ll see if I accept then.”

“If and when you win, this whole universe becomes your playroom instantly and you can do with the Doctor as you wish,” replied Tanya. “If and when I win, you leave us mortals and semi-immortals alone and find playmates more your level cosmically speaking.”

“…Sounds fair. Two out of three rounds?” suggested the Toymaker.

“Agreed.”

“Then I accept! Stookies!” The Toymaker tossed her riding unicorn to a Stookie. More Stookies then brought out a table, some chairs, ten six-sided dice, and two cups.

“Tanya, you’re making a very dangerous gamble!” argued the Doctor.

“This HAS to end today one way or another!” replied Tanya as she placed five dice into her cup. The Toymaker sat opposite Tanya and did the same. The two women then shook their cups, then slammed them upside down. They then peeked under their cups. “…You first,” offered Tanya. “I laid down the rules, it’s only fair.”

“Your funeral,” chuckled the Toymaker. “Two fours.”

“Three fours,” said Tayna.

“Four fours.”

“…Four fives.” The Toymaker smirked at Tanya’s call.

“Five fives.”

“Liar!” declared Tanya. The two then revealed their dice…and there were only two fives, all on the Toymaker’s side!

“…Now that WAS a good bluff!” praised the Toymaker. “Shall we break, then play round 2?”

“Perhaps you can answer a question,” remarked Tanya. “Why go after the Universal Morphing Grid?”

“To get to the Morphing Masters, the ultimate opponents,” replied the Toymaker. “They would make the games fun!”

“They won’t play your games, Toymaker,” said the Doctor. “They’re neutral.”

“They provided all Ranger teams their powers, Doctor,” chuckled the Toymaker. “Whether it be through the Nexus Prism or Power Eggs, they’re the source. …Though, I must admit, I’m curious, Tanya.”

“What’s that?” asked Tanya.

“You’re the Red Ranger. …How come you haven’t morphed recently? …Unless…aha! A lock-down! And given the retina-scan technology used, your own retina-print was disabled! Now…whose eyes are the master print?”

“…Beat me in this round and you’ll find out,” replied Tanya as she put her dice in the cup.

“Very well,” replied the Toymaker as she put her dice in her cup. The two shook their cups, then slammed them onto the table. The two then peeked under their respective cups.

“Your turn this time,” said the Toymaker.

“…Two threes,” called Tanya.

“Three threes,” replied the Toymaker.

“Four threes.”

“Five threes.”

“…Five sixes!” called Tanya.

“Liar!” cackled the Toymaker. They revealed their dice…and there was only one six on Tanya’s side. “A deal’s a deal,” chuckled the Toymaker. “Whose eyes are the master print?”

“…Amy Rose of Mobius,” sighed Tanya.

“Stookies, go collect her,” ordered the Toymaker. The Stookies bowed and took off.

“Rangers, go assist her and Albert!” Tanya ordered her team. The Rangers quickly took off.

“Not going to make it easy for them?” taunted the Toymaker.

“Even without their Ranger powers,” replied Tanya, “my team is more than a match for your Stookies! …Last round.”

“I hope you’re prepared to be a new addition to my Power Rangers collection!” cackled the Toymaker as she and Tanya put the dice in their cups and shook them. “Your call.” The two women then slammed their cups down and checked their dice.

“…Two twos,” called Tanya.

“Three twos,” replied the Toymaker.

“Four twos.”

“Five twos.”

“Six twos.” The Toymaker blinked in surprise.

“…Seven twos.”

“Eight twos!” The Toymaker decided to try something.

“…Nine twos.”

“LIAR!” called Tanya. The Toymaker revealed her cup…and only had one two. Tanya smirked, then revealed her FIVE twos!

“WHAT?!” shouted the Toymaker.

“What, did you use the wrong dice for yourself?” asked Tanya.

“No, she didn’t,” chuckled the Doctor. “She HAS to play fair, otherwise it’s no fun for anyone. …I have to admit, that was a risky gamble. But congratulations, Tanya, you’re the first human I know of that has bested the Toymaker!”

“…Like I said,” muttered the Toymaker, “a deal’s a deal. Rita, we’re leaving.”

“Oh no! Not until I claim MY prize!” cackled Rita.

“…Come again?” asked the Toymaker.

“You lost twice! I only lost once! I win!” replied Rita.

“…Toymaker, what did you say to Rita?” asked the Doctor.

“I said that if she won two games against me, she’d claim the Master Morpher,” explained the Toymaker.

“Those weren’t your EXACT words!” replied Rita. “Your exact words were if one witnesses the other lose two times, then they may claim their prize! Well, you lost twice!”

“What?! You can’t claim the Master Morpher on those grounds!” protested the Toymaker.

“I can and I will!” Rita held her hand out, then a golden buckle device appeared with a circular slot in the center. “Oh, I’ve waited a long time for this! I’d say it’s time! Specifically, It’s Morphing Time!” Rita put a gold coin into the buckle, then thrust it forward. “Dragonzord! Green Ranger Power!” The buckle opened slightly, then green light surrounded Rita. The light faded and Rita was now wearing a green Power Ranger suit!

“That suit is Tommy Oliver’s!” snarled Tanya. “Give me that Morpher!”

“Try and take it, kid!” cackled Rita. She then pulled out a dagger and attacked! Tanya and her Ranger team tried to stop her, but it was no good! “Oooooh, the power! I should have put this thing on YEARS ago!” cackled Rita.

“Hoo boy!” muttered the Doctor. “Tanya, hold her off as best you can! Toymaker, you’re with me!”

“Wha-?!” spluttered the Toymaker as the Doctor grabbed her hand and pulled her along. “UNHAND ME, TIMELESS CHILD!” demanded the Toymaker. The Doctor still has a habit of not listening to authority.


Amy, Albert, and Maiden were still keeping an eye on the battlefield. “This is absurd!” grumbled Albert. “I know I’m the tech support, but I need to be there for my friends!” Just then, the Doctor and the Toymaker burst into the room.

“INTRUDER ALERT!” warned Maiden.

“Belay that!” replied the Doctor. “She’s not the enemy here!”

“Doctor, you HAVE seen what she’s done to New Earth, yes?!” argued Albert.

“Well, she’s not doing it anymore,” answered the Doctor.

“Your red friend, Tanya,” explained the Toymaker, “she defeated me in a game of Liar’s Dice. According to her terms, I have to limit my playtime to opponents more my cosmic level!”

“It’s the truth,” confirmed the Doctor. “But we have another problem. Seems she also lost a game to Rita.”

“What?!” asked Amy. “What did Rita win?”

“The Master Morpher,” replied the Doctor. “She’s currently wearing the original Green Power Ranger suit and that’s very likely to come with the weapons and Zord usually associated with the original Green Ranger.”

“The Original Dragonzord?!” gulped Albert. “We need our own Zords!”

“Exactly, so I need your help restoring your suits, weapons, and Zords,” explained the Doctor.

“The Master Morpher gives Rita all the Ranger forms Tommy Oliver had,” said Maiden.

“Well, therein lies the devil in the details of my deal with the Toymaker,” answered the Doctor.

“What deal?” asked the Toymaker. “You made no deal with me.”

“Well, here are my terms. Once the Zords combine and defeat the original Dragonzord, I’d like you to turn the Master Morpher into a toy. Useful only to make lights and sounds when you use it.”

“…And what would I get in return for doing as you ask, Timeless Child?”

“The path to an opponent I know is your cosmic level. Are you familiar with Grand Zeno?” The Toymaker’s eyes went wide.

“The Omni-king himself?!” she asked. “You can take me to his palace?”

“I can’t, but I know someone who can,” replied the Doctor. “Turn the Master Morpher into a toy and I’ll tell you who to look for and where he is in time and space. He’ll be able to get you to Grand Zeno’s palace.”

“…I’ll hold you to that promise, Doctor,” warned the Toymaker.

“Very good, but…” the Doctor then checked the instruments, “there’s still the matter of actually BEATING Rita.”


Rita was still holding her own against the currently depowered Rangers, cackling all the while. “And I thought all this power would give me a headache! Turns out it CURED me of a walking rainbow of one!”

“We’re not dead, Rita!” retorted Tanya as she spat out a tooth.

“True,” conceded Rita, “so I’ll just need more power. …In fact, I need Dragonzord power!” She then put the hilt of her dagger to her helmet’s lips and pressed three buttons on the handle as if it were a flute. A melody played and the earth shook.

“Oh no!” gulped Tanya. A mecha styled like an 80’s t-rex but with draconic features then rose from the earth! The Dragonzord had risen!