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.
