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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 6

The Sontaran Mystic: Part 3

“Doctor, it might help if we knew what you were doing!” hissed Tysar as she and Zelda were in the room Palpatine and the Doctor were. The Doctor busied herself with typing something in.

“A little crude, don’t you think?” asked Palpatine.

“Well, I’ll need your help in wording it,” replied the Doctor. She gave the Supreme Chancellor the keyboard she was using. “Edit that so it looks like an official order.”

“…Am I understanding correctly,” he said as he looked over the words the Doctor typed, “that you want someone from a…well, a primitive culture to give that order?”

“We’re ALL primitives to the Sontarans!” argued the Doctor. “And we’re all going to die unless Zelda has the proper authority needed to give that order to the Clones here!” Palpatine glared at the Doctor, but seeing no better alternative, he fixed the Doctor’s wording so that it was an official General Order.

“Done,” he said. “But I will need to inform all Clone Commanders that Zelda has temporary control of the GAR.”

“Got it,” agreed the Doctor.

“Doctor-!” insisted Zelda.

“Zelda, all you will need to do is inform the Clones,” said the Doctor, “that they must execute General Order 151. They’ll do the rest.”

“Doctor, what’s that circle around the city on that hologram?” asked Tysar.

“That’s what Zelda is waiting for,” replied the Doctor. “When that circle is big enough to surround all Sontaran ships, that’s when Zelda tells the Clones to execute General Order 151!” Palpatine then took up a communicator and set it so that all Clone Commanders would hear him.

“All Clone Commanders, this is the Supreme Chancellor!” he reported. “For the duration of this battle, you are to obey Princess Zelda of Hyrule! Repeat, Princess Zelda of Hyrule is in command!” All Clone Commanders, while confused, confirmed their orders. That was when Anakin, Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan were practically thrown through the door! They picked themselves up as Stragg and Skarr arrived, their lightsabers bathing the room in blood-red light.

“Holing up somewhere while others fight your battles for you, Doctor?” cackled Stragg. “How very like you!”

“You don’t really know me at all, do you?” retorted the Doctor.

“Sir!” called Skarr as he saw the hologram. Stragg saw it and scoffed.

“What is that supposed to be?” he asked as he pointed at the circle. “A time bomb? An energy shield? What good will that do you? It would alter history, as you fear.” The circle then turned green.

“Now, Zelda!” called the Doctor. Zelda picked up the communicator.

“All Clones, this is Princess Zelda of Hyrule!” she said. “The time has come! Execute General Order 151!”

“It will be done, my Lady,” replied a Clone’s voice.

“Rex, what’s General Order 151?” asked Anakin over the comms.

“You’ll see in a minute, Sir!” replied Rex. “Frequency uploaded to all comms! Sir, cover your ears!”

“Frequency?” asked Stragg. “What-?” He then heard a loud shrieking noise erupting from Anakin’s comms. Skarr heard the same and both Sontarans doubled over in pain, clutching their heads and screaming in agony.

“Doctor, what’s going on?!” yelped Tysar.

“Something I accidentally discovered on Samur!” replied the Doctor. She then checked the security feeds and saw that the Sontarans were experiencing the same pain as their commanders with the Clones taking the Sontarans’ weapons from them.

“DOCTOR!” wailed Stragg in pain. “WHAT…HAVE YOU…DONE?!”

“YOU ARE…HURTING US!” howled Stragg.

“I think that’s enough, Zelda!” called the Doctor as she took the Sontaran Siths’ lightsabers and blasters.

“All Clones, order fulfilled! Cease now!” ordered Zelda. The noise stopped as the Clones obeyed. Stragg and Skarr groaned in pain as they recovered.

“Doctor, what did you do?!” asked Palpatine.

“I caused the Clones’ communicators to bounce a signal off the Sontarans’ mothership, keying it to the Sontarans’ consciousness,” explained the Doctor. “The resulting feedback reverberated right into the Sontarans’ mid-brain by way of the probic vents on the backs of their necks.”

“You…did that…deliberately!” panted Stragg.

“On Samur, it was an accident,” said the Doctor. “I had to recall what I did with Sontaran communicators very quickly. Let me tell you, the roar of battle almost made me forget all about it.”

“Raise your arm, my apprentice!” Stragg hissed to Skarr. “Let’s see how much lightning she can take!”

“With…pleasure, Sir!” replied Skarr as he raised his hand.

“I wouldn’t do that, Stragg,” warned Anakin. “Not while any of us could use the signal at any moment and plunge all the Sontarans into mental agony.”

“Of course,” remarked Palpatine with the usual disarming smile politicians are infamous for.

“…Hold your fire, Skarr,” growled Stragg, realizing that Anakin would probably be the first to use that signal if any of his troops or allies were attacked. “…What do you want, Doctor?”

“I want you to return to your original point in space-time!” demanded the Doctor. “You, your apprentice, your troops, your ships and technology, they all have to leave this galaxy in this time and never return until the end of this galaxy’s history!”

“…You won’t stop us from returning at a point in time when the Jedi and Sith fail?” asked Stragg.

“…No,” replied the Doctor. Stragg and Skarr grinned.

“…Very well,” said Stragg. “Let me call my troops.”


For his part, Stragg upheld his end of the bargain. When all the technology was returned to the Sontarans, they boarded their ships and left Kamino, then left the galaxy and time altogether. “Doctor, that was a brave thing you did,” said Palpatine.

“The Supreme Chancellor is right,” agreed Anakin. “You should help us. We’d win the war quicker with you.”

“Thank you, but I can’t,” replied the Doctor. “I’ve got to get Zelda back and my involvement in your war at this time is dangerous enough as it is.”

“Very well, we cannot stop you,” said Palpatine as the Doctor brought Tysar and Zelda back to the TARDIS. “Farewell.” The Doctor replied with a terse wave and she and her companions entered the TARDIS. The doors shut and the TARDIS took off.


The Doctor leaned against one of the console room’s walls and sighed in relief. “That…was too close!” she said.

“Doctor, what’s supposed to happen to all those Clones?” asked Tysar.

“…Tragedy for the entire galaxy,” replied the Doctor. “A year later, Palpatine seduces Anakin to the Dark Side, replacing Count Dooku as his apprentice. He then enacts General Order 66, the utter extermination of the Jedi Order. After which, Anakin and Obi-Wan duel and Obi-Wan wins but leaves Anakin on the choking lava world of Mustafar. Having lost so many limbs, been burned horribly, and his breathing permanently damaged, Palpatine, having restructured the Republic into the Galactic Empire and declared himself the Emperor, rescues Anakin, but traps him in a cybernetic suit, thus turning Anakin fully into his cyborg apprentice, Darth Vader. Meanwhile, Obi-Wan, the former Jedi Grandmaster, Yoda, and other stray survivors go into hiding. Ahsoka Tano and a few clones like Rex that did not obey Order 66 thanks to damage to their inhibitor chips hold out for a time. Ahsoka becomes a gray Jedi, one who can safely use both aspects of the Force without the dogma of either Jedi or Sith, and she attains the rank of master in her own way. Meanwhile, Anakin’s children are separated, his daughter being raised by the Organas of Alderaan while his son is raised by Owen and Beru Lars on Tatooine where Obi-Wan keeps watch as Ben Kenobi. Nineteen years later, Alderaan is destroyed by the Empire’s new super-weapon, galvanizing the Alliance to Restore the Republic into action as well as causing Anakin’s children, Luke and Leia, to meet. The Battle of Yavin results in the super-weapon being destroyed, the first event that leads to the Empire’s downfall at the Battle of Endor. But Imperial remnants flock together and become the First Order, causing terror in the galaxy and sparking another resistance. It’s discovered that Palpatine survived after Vader, returning to the Light Side thanks to Luke’s efforts, used his final moments to overthrow Palpatine. Palpatine’s secret granddaughter, Rey, overcame her grandfather at Exegol later in the galaxy’s history and, through destroying Palpatine and the Sith remnants there, practically reset the Force now that both Jedi and Sith are gone.” The Doctor panted after that history lesson.

“…So while turmoil still plagues the galaxy,” Zelda summed up, “peace DOES eventually come about.”

“Exactly.”

“…Well, Doctor,” said Zelda, “I believe I need to ensure the peace of Hyrule.” By then, the TARDIS beeped.

“Sounds like you’re about to get there soon!” chuckled Tysar. The Doctor keyed in a command on the console.

“There we are!” she said. “All right, Zelda, back to Hyrule!”

“Goodbye Doctor!” called Zelda. The Doctor pressed a button and Zelda faded.

“…I know this is a long shot, but is the Grouping over?” asked Tysar.

“I doubt it, but let’s check with Gallifrey,” replied the Doctor. She then made a call. “This is the Doctor, contacting Gallifrey. Gallifrey, come in please.”

“Gallifrey receiving, Grandfather,” replied a voice. Susan’s face then appeared. Tysar gasped.

“She’s still around?!” she gasped.

“Grandfather, is that the Thal I heard about behind you?” asked Susan.

“It sure is!” replied the Doctor. “She was a Grouping victim. Landed on Earth in the 21st century. She’s helping me with the Grouping right now.”

“Well, Grandfather,” said Susan, “I’m afraid things have gotten worse. Multiple chronal surges are centered around specific points in space and time. One point can have three chronal surges centered around it.”

“Drat. Sorry Tysar, but it looks like it’s getting worse.”

“Well, we’ll have to fix it,” sighed Tysar.

“Although, Grandfather,” said Susan, “we HAVE determined something.”

“Oh?” asked the Doctor.

“It looks like the surges are because of something trying to escape an anti-matter universe, that…Under-verse, I think it was called.” The Doctor’s eyes went wide.

“…He’s trying to break out!” she whispered.

“Doctor?” asked Tysar.

“Susan, I know what’s going on now!” said the Doctor. “I’ll send a hyper-cube about it as soon as I can!”

“Very well, Grandfather. Good luck,” bid Susan. The Doctor ended the call and worked the console feverishly.

“He’s coming back,” she muttered. “Drat it all! I knew it was too easy at the end of that Reality War!”

“Doctor, will you please explain what’s got you so worried?!” urged Tysar. “Are you telling me you know who’s behind the Grouping?”

“…A Time Lord. …One of the first. …An old friend of Rassilon’s. …Omega!”

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 6

The Sontaran Mystic: Part 2

“Gallifrey already determined,” said the Doctor, “that you lot aren’t behind the current Grouping Crisis.”

“No, but we CAN take advantage of the chronal surges!” replied the lead Sontaran.

“So can Cybermen, apparently. Someone stole a chronal net from them.”

“The Cybermen stole the idea of the chronal net from us!” The Doctor couldn’t help but laugh.

“So, the Cybermen did a bit of espionage on the mightiest army in the-!” Her laughter was cut short as she felt an invisible hand clenching its fingers around her throat, cutting off her air!

“It would be wise, Doctor, not to choke on your aspirations!” joked the lead Sontaran as he held his hand in a choking motion. He then flicked his wrist and the Doctor collapsed to the ground, her breathing returning to normal after a few coughs.

“…F-Force…sensitivity!” she gasped. “You…you can…use the Force!”

“Indeed, Doctor! Since I am feeling uncharacteristically charitable, I shall give you the privilege of knowing my name and the name of my apprentice! I am General Stragg of the 27th Sontaran Army! Stragg the Night-breaker! But you can simply call me Darth Noctis! Lieutenant! Give the Doctor your name!”

“I am Skarr, second-in-command of the 27th Sontaran Army,” introduced the second-in-command. “Skarr the Bone-cruncher. Best known as Darth Fractus!”

“Sontaran Sith!” hissed the Doctor.

“Precisely, Doctor. But what good are impressive powers if they can’t be shared?” asked Stragg.

“That’s not the modern Sith way,” remarked the Doctor. “Haven’t you heard of the Rule of Two? Skarr’s gonna have to kill you before he takes on an apprentice!”

“That ridiculous rule,” replied Skarr, “was only implemented because Darth Bane could not properly check the ambition of the Sith when they were equal in number to the Jedi, thus proving the original Sith’s weakness and predilection to infighting. Sontarans have no such weakness. We know when to check our ambition for the greater good.”

“Easy, my apprentice,” directed Stragg. “You must remember that, in this time, the Rule of Two was only to enact Bane’s plan of revenge. …A revenge that will fail in due course.”

“Stragg, there’s more to this than you wanting to swing a lightsaber and throw lightning,” said the Doctor. “You chose Kamino because of its cloning techniques. But why? Sontaran cloning techniques outpace the Kaminoans’.”

“Nothing wrong with wanting to learn how previous cloning geniuses did it in their heyday,” replied Stragg. “Besides, every Sontaran that has studied the Clone Wars has always wanted to test their might against the Grand Arm of the Republic! Their courage was told in song and legend, and I see now that they do not give the Clones enough credit! Also…I wanted to test myself against heroes like Skywalker and Kenobi before time blunted them!”

“Alternatively, you could just walk away and return to your time. Leave the sacking of Tipoca to someone else.”

“History was very vague on what causes the fall of Kamino,” remarked Stragg.

“…Not as vague as you think, Stragg. I’m sorry to say that its fall will come from one man. …Just not here and now. Stragg, help me to preserve history and leave this time!”

“Not a chance, Doctor! The Clone Wars offer too many opportunities to ignore outright! I won’t be so cowardly as to turn away from it!” Stragg reignited his lightsaber and raised it. “TO GLORIOUS BATTLE! CHARGE!” Skarr ignited his own lightsaber as the Sontarans charged. The Clones opened fire with Anakin and Obi-Wan deflecting Sontaran fire with their own blue lightsabers.


When the battle began, the Doctor and Tysar returned to speak with Zelda as she covered her ears over the noise! “What kind of weapons are they?!” asked the Hylian Princess.

“Weapons uglier than swords or crossbows, I can assure you,” replied the Doctor. “We have to drive the Sontarans off of Kamino!”

“Doctor, what were those swords of light?!” asked Tysar.

“Lightsabers,” replied the Doctor. “The signature weapons of the Jedi and their splinter Sith. The Jedi, those that study the light side of a mystic energy called the Force, are usually identified with blue or green lightsabers while the Sith use red or crimson lightsabers to represent their studies of the darker aspects of the Force. The Jedi preach restraint while the Sith preach unleashing their full potential, but dogmatism infects both sides, leading to their eventual fall, first the Jedi, then the Sith utterly, leading to a reset for the Force at the battle of Exegol.”

“When is that battle supposed to happen?” asked Zelda.

“55 years from now,” said the Doctor. “The Sontarans presence will alter history too drastically!”

“So how do we get rid of them?” asked Tysar. “Sontarans follow no commands but their own!”

“I need some place to think,” muttered the Doctor.


Back with Obi-Wan and Anakin, the two were dueling the two Force-sensitive Sontarans. While, as a rule, Sontaran muscles weren’t designed for agility like most humanoid races thanks to the immense gravity of their home planet of Sontar, Stragg and Skarr were proving to be just as acrobatic as any Jedi, locking Obi-Wan and Anakin in a stalemate. “I must admit, General,” Obi-Wan remarked to Stragg, “I’m not sure how you intend to share your power because Sith, in general, DON’T share power.”

“Neither do you Jedi,” remarked Stragg. “But imagine the midichlorians you tap into being cloned!”

“You can’t clone midichlorians!” protested Anakin.

“Who’s to say the attempt won’t be made in this galaxy?” asked Skarr.


The Doctor was in a protected room, thinking. “How could Sith powers propagate throughout the Sontaran Empire?” she pondered. …Then she remembered her first adventure in this galaxy, a bit further into its future. “…With their cloning techniques, the Sontarans would make Project Necromancer a success.”

“Project Necromancer?” asked Palpatine’s voice, startling the Doctor.

“Didn’t know you were there, your Excellency,” she said mockingly once she caught her breath. “…This room is shielded from all forms of communication? No sound can enter or exit this room?”

“Yes, of course,” replied Palpatine.

“Good. Then here’s a bit of advice. Hold off on Order 66 until you’ve got Anakin fully in your grasp.”

“I’m sure I don’t-.”

“Palpatine, I’m a time traveler. Your history is known to me, especially when you murdered Plagueis in his sleep.” Palpatine pinned the Doctor to the wall and ignited his lightsaber, holding the blade near her throat.

“Tell anyone-!” he snarled.

“It won’t do me any good, Sidious!” hissed the Doctor. “I try telling the Jedi that you’re the Sith Lord they’re looking for, and the history of this galaxy is undone!” Palpatine looked into the Doctor’s eyes, then chuckled.

“Your own laws prevent you from altering history,” he guessed. He switched off his lightsaber.

“Sadly, yes. Much as I want to prevent it, your empire needs to rise, and General Order 66 needs to be carried out. …But Anakin is not yet ready to replace Dooku. …Oh well, enough about events of your future, let’s focus on the present. The Sontarans’ cloning techniques are far superior to Kamino’s. I’ll bet you any credits that they’ll try and clone the midichlorians in their commanders and turn this world into their cloning factory dedicated to making Sontaran Sith.”

“Then we must prevent that, because, as of now, this is a Republic protected world.”

“Can’t the inhibitor chips in the Clones do something?” asked the Doctor.

“There was never a contingency based on this event,” replied Palpatine. The Doctor then snapped her fingers in a eureka moment!

“Can additions be made to the orders on the inhibitor chips?!” she asked.

“Temporary ones, yes,” replied Palpatine.

“Excellent! I need Zelda down here! She’s got the head for command!”


The Sontarans were slowly pushing the Clones back as Stragg and Skarr continued to duel Obi-Wan and Anakin. The two Jedi were tiring. “Anakin, I know this isn’t your favorite,” said Obi-Wan, “but-!”

“We can’t retreat!” argued Anakin. “The Sontarans will swarm the city!” His communicator went off.

“Master!” came Ahsoka’s voice.

“Little busy here, Snips!” retorted Anakin.

“Master, the Doctor’s found a place we can lead the Sontarans to!” explained Ahsoka.

“…That makes the situation different,” decided Anakin. “EVERYONE! FALL BACK!” He, Obi-Wan, and Rex covered the retreat.

“COWARDS!” bellowed Skarr.

“…No, this is a strategic withdrawal,” said Stragg. “They’re leading us somewhere. …And that thrice-damned Doctor is behind all this, I’m sure. …We shall pursue!”

“Sir?” asked Skarr.

“We shall spring the Doctor’s trap early, my apprentice,” explained Stragg. “Even when she was a man, she couldn’t think clearly when her plans were accelerated.” He turned to his men. “Pursue them! SONTAR HA!”

“SONTAR HA! SONTAR HA! SONTAR HA!” chanted the Sontarans as they marched into Tipoca City.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 6

The Sontaran Mystic: Part 1

Lightning flashed as the rainstorms that were the central characteristic of this particular planet pounded the surface of the waters and the domed cities. At this moment, the long-necked inhabitants were being evacuated as their precious secrets of cloning and the cloning plants were being locked down. The younger Clones were being escorted away as the more adult and battle-ready clones in their white, Mandalorian-ish armor were readying weapons. Three beings, two human men and one orange-skinned young girl with white and blue head tails, were coordinating the defenses. “Master, there’s something I wanna know!” said the orange-skinned girl to one of the human men with a scar on his eye and a mechanical hand. “How did the Separatists get enough droids to launch a new invasion?!”

“Does it matter, Snips?” asked the man. “We’ll beat them back as usual!”

“General Skywalker!” called a Clone.

“Rex, what is it?” asked the man, Anakin Skywalker.

“The Chancellor’s escape ship was sabotaged!” replied the Clone, Rex. “He can’t get away!”

“What?!” protested Anakin.

“We’ll have to help him,” said the orange-skinned girl, Ahsoka Tano.

“I’ll get the Chancellor to safety,” said the other man, Obi-Wan Kenobi. “You focus on the defenses, Anakin. After all, the battlefield is your favorite place.”

“You know me too well, Master,” chuckled Anakin. Obi-Wan took some Clones and led the way.


In the depths of the city, Tipoca City, an old man in elaborate robes could hear the noise outside his quarters. He growled angrily. What was Dooku thinking? He ordered no attack on Tipoca City! Especially not while he’s here! He would be giving his apprentice a lesson in pain for this! …His grumbling stopped when he heard a noise. It sounded…like a strange whooshing noise, almost like…Vworp? He hadn’t heard that noise before. He looked outside his quarters to see a blue box! What in the name of the Force-?! His internal questions were halted as two women stepped out of the box. “You’re sure it’s here, Doctor?” asked one of the women, Tysar.

“It was centered around here,” replied the other woman, the Doctor. “Now, we’re somewhere during the Clone Wars, but whereabouts, I-.” The Doctor faltered when she saw the man. “…I…see we’re in the middle of an official visit,” remarked the Doctor. “Tysar, allow me to present Sheev Palpatine, the Supreme Chancellor of the Galactic Republic.” Palpatine sensed that the Doctor knew something else about him. How much, he couldn’t say right now, so he simply smiled his usual politician’s smile.

“You’ve both come to Tipoca City at a rather perilous time, dear Ladies,” he said.

“Tipoca City?” asked the Doctor. “The capital of Kamino? What are you doing here, Chancellor?”

“I’m afraid you have me at a disadvantage, Miss…?”

“I’m usually known as the Doctor. And this is my assistant, Tysar.”

“A pleasure,” greeted Tysar. By then, Obi-Wan arrived with a few Clones.

“Chancellor!” he said. “Are you all right?”

“Quite well, Master Kenobi,” replied Palpatine. “The Doctor and her assistant, Tysar, had accidentally stumbled into Tipoca City.” Obi-Wan saw the two ladies.

“A pleasure to meet you, Doctor, Tysar,” he greeted. “I am-.”

“General Obi-Wan Kenobi!” whispered the Doctor. “Big fan of your work! Well, the peace-keeping side. I’m sure you understand why I’m a little hesitant to follow your battlefield reports.”

“It’s nice to be famous for something other than battles,” mused Obi-Wan. “Now, what ARE you doing here?”

“General Kenobi, this will sound like a threat in this period of war,” said the Doctor, “but has anyone noticed that someone’s gone missing? I mean, outside of the usual means of going missing during war.”

“No, we’re all still here, Doctor,” replied Obi-Wan.

“Might I ask why you want to know?” asked Palpatine.

“There’s an event called the Grouping going on,” explained the Doctor. “These energy waves called chronal surges are plucking people out of their native time zones and dumping them somewhere else in space and time.” Obi-Wan’s brow furrowed. He then pulled out his comms.

“Anakin, has anyone gone missing?” he asked.

“No, Master, why?” asked Anakin.

“A strange woman is saying that such an event might happen,” explained Obi-Wan. Another voice then chimed in.

“Masters, this is Ahsoka Tano! You’d better come here quickly!”

“On my way, Padawan!” replied Obi-Wan. He ended the call. “Chancellor, your ship was sabotaged. For your own safety, and yours too, Doctor and Tysar, come with me.”

“Very well,” sighed Palpatine. He’ll have to figure out who sabotaged his ship later.


Ahsoka was helping someone onto a stretcher by the time Obi-Wan, Anakin, and their groups arrived. Ahsoka saw the Doctor and Tysar. “Who are they?!” she yelped.

“I’d quite like to know that myself,” remarked Anakin.

“They’re not enemies, I assure you,” soothed Palpatine. “They answered a few of my questions and made no attempt against me.”

“They’re known as the Doctor and Tysar,” said Obi-Wan. “And they know about us.”

“Anakin Skywalker and Rex!” whispered the Doctor almost reverently. “And Ahsoka Tano as well!”

“You’re a medic, then?” asked Rex.

“Well, I have SOME medical knowledge, yes,” replied the Doctor.

“You should take a look,” said Ahsoka as she gestured to the person on the stretcher. The Doctor took a look and gasped. The person was a blonde woman in a blue dress with pointy ears.

“Zelda!” whispered the Doctor. “So that’s who got caught up in the Grouping! Link must be worried!” Zelda stirred and opened her eyes.

“Wh-where…?” she asked.

“You’re in a dangerous point in space-time,” replied the Doctor. Zelda looked at the Doctor, confused. “…You’re Zelda, princess of the kingdom of Hyrule,” said the Doctor. “When we met, you were also the sixth segment of the Key to Time, but the White Guardian restored you. You were quite surprised at my TARDIS and said that Amy Rose looked good in black.” Zelda’s eyes then widened.

“It cannot be!” she said. “…Doctor?!”

“Hello, Zelda,” replied the Doctor. Zelda sat up with a smile on her face.

“I don’t believe it! …But, why did you-?”

“Occupational hazard for a Time Lord,” replied the Doctor. “Now, this isn’t a safe place for you. You were taken by a chronal surge, an energy wave that plucks people out of their native time zone and into another. You’ve arrived to a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away.”

“Well, I’m sure you can take me back,” chuckled Zelda. Just then, a Clone trooper arrived.

“Sirs!” he said. “The enemy is landing!”

“Battle positions!” ordered Anakin. “Doctor, you and your friends stay with us! Sorry to say, that goes for you too, Chancellor.”

“Very well,” agreed Palpatine.


Everyone had taken up positions to defend Tipoca City. Anakin had just received a call. “Sir, the enemy has punched through our fleet!” warned the Admiral coordinating the fleet. “They’re making planet-fall now!”

“Ready!” ordered Anakin. The Clones aimed their weapons at the skies. The ships broke through the clouds and made their way to the landing platforms. The Doctor and Tysar goggled in horror.

“They shouldn’t be here!” whispered the Doctor.

“Doctor, they can’t possibly have that level of time travel!” gulped Tysar.

“Don’t worry,” replied Rex. “We’ll take care of the Clankers!”

“Rex, you’re out of your depth here!” urged the Doctor. “These aren’t the battle droids of the Confederacy!” The enemy vessels opened and out stomped the soldiers of the enemy. The Clones were confused at seeing their domed helmets. They were as tightly coordinated as any Clone Battalion. The leader of the enemy soldiers took his helmet off as did his second-in-command. The Clones saw that they were organic and had heads shaped like potatoes…and had evidence of cloning like the Clone Army!

“Doctor, you know those creatures?” asked Obi-Wan.

“…The Sontarans!” replied the Doctor. “A clone army more dedicated to war than the GAR or the Battle Droids!”

“Breathe in the air, my soldiers!” said the lead Sontaran. “Their fear is rank in Tipoca City! Onwards! To domination!” He then pulled out a cylinder and pressed a button, creating a blade of red light! “SONTAR HA!”

“SONTAR HA! SONTAR HA! SONTAR HA!” chanted the Sontarans. All the while, the Doctor was stunned.

“That can’t be right! He must have stolen that lightsaber!” she shuddered.

“He’s picked the color of an easy target!” replied Anakin.

“General Skywalker, one single Sontaran is more clever than any battalion of Battle Droids!”

“Then we’re on equal footing,” replied Obi-Wan. “But let’s not go in lightsabers blazing.”

“Master, you can’t be serious!” protested Anakin.

“No, let’s let Obi-Wan and I talk to the Sontarans,” said the Doctor.

“You can’t-!” argued Ahsoka.

“Trust me, Ahsoka. I know the Sontarans of old.” The Doctor then strode forward. Obi-Wan followed her. The Sontaran leader’s second-in-command pointed the two out to him. The Sontaran leader then leveled his lightsaber at them. “I will be addressing the leader of the Sontarans!” called the Doctor.

“That would be me!” replied the Sontaran leader. “Your clothes do not match the time period of the Clone Wars!”

“Yeah, fashion evolves, even among us Time Lords.” The Sontaran leader goggled in surprise, then chuckled.

“I was wondering if you would be following the chronal surges plaguing the universe, Doctor!”

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Doctor Who: Crossings Team TARDIS

Lurra Rus

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, Lurra Rus was kidnapped by an Imperial Scientist for Project Necromancer. That permanently poisoned her against the galaxy, so she was looking for a way to escape. After an adventure involving Davros, the Doctor and Amy Rose invited her aboard the TARDIS. She saw the end of the Battle of Yavin, but still decided to find a new home outside of her galaxy and now with time on her side, she’s spoiled for choice. She’s a great engineer and it’s believed she’s developing a crush on Amy.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 3

The Necromancer’s Tower: Part 4

Vader had cut through the door and Force-pushed the rubble away. He and his Stormtroopers saw the exterior of the DARDIS. “…They’re in there,” said Vader.

“Sir, I don’t see an entrance,” replied a Stormtrooper. That was when the façade of the DARDIS swung towards the main ship. The Doctor and her group exited the craft.

“We surrender,” she said.

“…They insult us by sending mere droids,” hissed Vader.

“…Bit quick on the uptake,” remarked the Doctor’s duplicate.

“Destroy them!” ordered Vader.

“You can try!” cackled Davros’ duplicate. The Stormtroopers opened fire and hit them…but they didn’t fall!

“What in-?!” spluttered a Stormtrooper.

“Metalert endoskeletons, baby!” laughed Amy’s duplicate. “Resistant to all forms of heat!”

“Meaning your lightsaber is probably going to be useless,” remarked the Doctor’s duplicate.

“…How comparable is it to Beskar?” asked Vader.

“…I have a distinct feeling that here and now is NOT a good time to test that,” remarked the Doctor’s duplicate.

“Then I would advise you call them out here,” warned Vader. Lurra Rus’ duplicate gulped, then she poked her head into the DARDIS.

“He’s seen through it,” she called. The REAL Doctor and her friends then came out.

“I have them,” said Davros as he held a gun to them. His duplicate grinned.

“All according to plan,” he said.

“I trust your Emperor has briefed you?” Davros asked Vader and his men.

“Briefed us on what?” asked a Stormtrooper.

“…You mean you don’t know?” asked Davros. “I pretend to go along with their escape plan…then…I shoot you!” He fired and the gun worked like a Dalek gunstick.

“DAVROS!” protested the Doctor and her duplicate as his targets fell like sacks of potatoes.

“You may have dealt with my men, Davros,” remarked Vader. He then raised his lightsaber, “but I am another matter entirely.” That’s when Davros removed the barrel of the gun and the power pack, then attached the power pack to the barrel, then…pressed a button that ignited a crimson lightsaber! Davros blocked, then Force-pushed Vader into the hall. As Vader moved to pick himself up, Davros fired lightning from his fingertips, electrocuting Vader.

“You and your Emperor are old, Vader!” cackled the last of the Kaleds. “Your reflexes are gone! Did you think I wouldn’t use Project Necromancer for my own ends?! Those reports I made as Yarvelling were but simple lures! A focal point for the assassin’s bullet!” At that point, the duplicates of the Doctor, Amy, and Lurra Rus grabbed Davros.

“Doctor, you fix Vader up!” said the Doctor’s duplicate.

“GET HER AWAY FROM HIM!” Davros ordered his duplicate. The duplicate launched himself at the Doctor, but the real Amy and Lurra Rus grabbed him.

“You either stop moving or I find the nearest liquid nitrogen container and douse you in the stuff!” warned Amy.

“You wouldn’t dare!” threatened Davros’ duplicate. As the struggles continued, the Doctor patched up Vader’s cybernetic controls. Vader’s breathing went back to normal shortly, then Vader sprang from the floor, igniting his lightsaber.

“OFF! NOW!” shouted the Doctor. Vader used the Force to rip the duplicates apart, then focused on dueling Davros. The Doctor, Amy, and Lurra Rus stumbled as the ferocity of the duel was palpable.

“Doctor, shouldn’t we-?!” asked Amy.

“One minute!” replied the Doctor as she worked on a computer.

“What are you doing?!” protested Lurra Rus.

“I’ve got to delete all the notes Davros left on Project Necromancer!” explained the Doctor. She then heard a gasp. She whirled around to see Davros stabbed through the heart. “…Well, if you WILL fight Vader…” she muttered.

“Doctor, he’s-!” yelped Amy. Then…she saw it. “…Hang on…he’s glowing like Rassilon!”

“What?!” The Doctor whirled around to see that Davros WAS regenerating. “That can’t be right! He only stole enough of my energy for ONE regeneration!”

“D-Damn you, Doctor!” coughed Davros. Vader stepped back as golden light surrounded Davros. The process took a bit…then it ended with Davros’ face remaining the same. Davros reached out with his hand to try and choke Vader, but…

“…It seems your little healing trick burned out your altered M-count,” remarked Vader. “You’re no longer Force-sensitive!”

“Blast!” snarled Davros. He then converted his lightsaber to gun mode and fired. Vader blocked with his hand and Davros got away, running back into the DARDIS.


Inside the DARDIS, Davros set the controls, grumbling all the while. “Of all the times to regenerate!” He checked the computers, then sighed. “My notes are still intact. Good. …A pity Dr. Hemlock won’t be using them.”


As Davros escaped, the Doctor took Amy and Lurra Rus down the corridors, dodging blaster fire. They rounded a corner and saw a welcome sight to Amy and the Doctor. “Oh good! The old girl’s still intact!” said the Doctor.

“Doctor, what about Davros’ notes on-?!” asked Lurra Rus.

“I deleted most of them,” replied the Doctor. “Come on! Inside, both of you!” She opened the TARDIS doors and shooed the two inside.

“STOP THAT BOX! BLAST THEM!” ordered a Stormtrooper. The TARDIS doors closed.


Inside the TARDIS, the Doctor worked the console. The TARDIS made its usual take-off noise. “…Just like the-!” breathed Lurra Rus.

“No, not like the DARDIS,” corrected Amy. “This…is the TARDIS! The most powerful time/space machine ever made!” The TARDIS then made an arrival thud.

“There we are! Safe!” said the Doctor.

“Where and when?” asked Amy.

“Same galaxy,” replied the Doctor, “just as the Battle of Yavin is about to end.” The Doctor pointed to the doors. Amy looked at Lurra Rus.

“…You want me to step out there?” asked the Twi’lek.

“Trust me,” assured Amy, “you may like it.” Lurra Rus shrugged and opened the doors. She blinked.

“…That’s the Massassi temple,” said Lurra Rus. “I’m…on Yavin IV?!”

“On Yavin IV, 18 years into your future,” replied the Doctor. “That temple currently serves as the base for the Alliance to Restore the Republic, the Rebel Alliance. Right above our heads, our rebel friends are fighting against the Empire’s greatest weapon, dubbed the Death Star.”

“That moon right there?” asked Amy as she pointed out a gray sphere with a disc on it.

“That’s no moon, that’s a space station with the power to destroy a planet,” said the Doctor. “It already destroyed the planet of Alderaan, with Princess Leia Organa as a survivor.”

“…Organa? Then she is Bail’s daughter?” asked Lurra Rus. That was when an explosion filled the sky.

“And THAT,” continued the Doctor, “is Luke Skywalker succeeding in sending a proton torpedo down a thermal exhaust port in the main trench of the Death Star, causing its reactor to go to critical.”

“…This is that battle of Yavin you spoke of,” realized Lurra Rus. “But what does this mean?”

“It means a new hope for the galaxy. …Now, you have three options available to you. I can wipe your memory of these events, even to where you were kidnapped by the Empire, and bring you to another planet in your native time. You can fight with the Rebel Alliance and live out history. …Or you can come with us.”

“…You mean there’s room for me in the TARDIS?” asked Lurra Rus.

“Of course there’s room for a Twi’lek engineer,” assured the Doctor.

“…Then what are we waiting for?!” declared Lurra Rus. “Let’s go see new things!”

“Welcome aboard, Lurra Rus!” said the Doctor. She brought everyone back into the TARDIS and it took off again.

“…Doctor, what will happen to Project Necromancer?” asked Amy. “You said you couldn’t delete all of Davros’ notes on it.”

“…That’s actually a good question,” muttered the Doctor. She then typed out a command. “Let’s see, cross-reference TARDIS historical databanks on Project Necromancer. Keyword: Davros. From…18 BBY onward. …Oh!”

“Doctor?” asked Lurra Rus.

“It looks like the people that tried to bring it back after the fall of the Empire in 4 ABY,” explained the Doctor, “couldn’t make heads or tails of what I left behind. They tried to restore Emperor Palpatine with it, but created a failed vessel that took the moniker of Snoke. After which, Palpatine came back fully, but was defeated by his granddaughter, Rey, ending the Sith’s long vendetta against the Jedi.”

“What will that mean for those who study the Force?” asked Lurra Rus.

“Well, there’s always Grandmaster Din Grogu,” replied the Doctor. “Now HE knew how to make a proper order, not one shackled by dogma and bureaucracy.”

“Doctor, what about Davros?” asked Amy. The Doctor decided to check the instruments.

“…Sensors detected a craft similar to a TARDIS leaving the same space/time coordinates we shared,” she reported. “Davros has decided to flee.”

“And update the Daleks, I bet,” shuddered Amy.

“If the Daleks will accept him as he is,” remarked the Doctor. “Which I doubt.”

“Doctor, you mentioned something about him stealing energy from you,” reminded Lurra Rus.

“Yeah, and he glowed like Rassilon did when she had to regenerate,” continued Amy. “What’s that all about?”

“Well, you see, it’s like this,” said the Doctor. But before she could say anything, she then felt something in her mind.

“…Doctor?” asked Amy.

“The Call,” said the Doctor. “…The Call from Gallifrey.”

“Call? From Gallifrey?” asked Amy. “Does Rassilon need help?”

“She certainly does,” replied the Doctor. “She’s going to be surprised about Lurra Rus.”

“Can someone fill me in?” asked Lurra Rus.

“The founder of my people’s society,” explained the Doctor, “needs help on our home planet and time.”

“Oh, my first planet and time outside my native galaxy!” said Lurra Rus.

“Exactly.” The Doctor set the coordinates and the TARDIS took off, en route to Gallifrey.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 3

The Necromancer’s Tower: Part 3

Back in the lab, the Doctor and Davros were working as best they could, given the circumstances. “…So, Davros,” said the Doctor, “how did you get to this time in the first place? Because there’s no way a time corridor could extend that far and Dalek Time Ships don’t exactly recognize non-Dalek DNA.”

“Early Dalek Time Ships do,” replied Davros. “Especially ones modeled after a TARDIS.”

“You stole one of the Daleks’ knock-off TARDIS’s?” scoffed the Doctor.

“It serves its purpose!” snapped Davros.

“So what’s it called? A DARDIS?” chuckled the Doctor. Davros said nothing, just went on with his work. “…I was joking!”

“That’s what the rest of time and space calls it!” snapped Davros. The door then opened. “Dr. Hemlock, we would prefer-!” His complaint was cut off as he felt fingers wrapping around his throat, cutting off his air! The Doctor knew what that meant! She whirled around with the device she built and pressed the button. Vader suddenly stumbled and clutched his chest as if his breathing apparatus was malfunctioning…which it was, thanks to the Doctor’s gadget.

“LORD VADER!” yelped Dr. Hemlock. The Doctor grabbed Davros as he coughed while resuming his breathing, then ran out of the lab. Vader regained control and ignited his lightsaber.

“The Doctor and her friends are not to leave this facility alive!” he ordered the Stormtroopers.


With their usual accuracy, all Stormtroopers fired on the Doctor and Davros as they ran to Amy and Lurra Rus’ cell. The Doctor peeked through the window and saw Amy waving her hand at someone (Lurra Rus, the Doctor correctly guessed) to stop what they were doing. The Doctor checked the door and it opened. “Much as I applaud you and Miss Rus waiting for the Stormtroopers to be somewhere else,” she said, “and much as I applaud Lurra Rus’ engineering a way out for you two, we’re pressed for time! Out, you two!” Amy and Lurra Rus followed the Doctor. “Davros, there had better be a place we can hole up in here!”

“This way!” called Davros. He led everyone to a disused lab and locked the door. The Doctor immediately started looking for something to use as Amy and Lurra Rus started blockading the door.

“Who are you gonna help?” Amy asked Davros.

“I’d like to know the Doctor’s plan for the immediate future,” replied Davros, “given Vader’s own abilities!”

“Well, I’m sure I’ll find something,” mused the Doctor.

“…Then I’ll help with the blockade,” remarked Davros.

“So that’s Davros, Doctor?” asked Amy.

“…Erm, yes,” replied the Doctor. “How on Earth did you know?”

“Vader made a comment when he killed someone who failed him about dealing with you and the last of the Kaleds, and I remembered what you told us about the Daleks the first time me and William met them.”

“An excellent deduction, Miss…” said Davros.

“Rose. Amy Rose. And this is Lurra-.”

“Yes, thank you,” said Davros as he worked on the door lock. “Miss Rus and I are well acquainted.”

“He’s the one that supplied Dr. Hemlock my M-Count reading,” explained Lurra Rus. The door lock buzzed.

“I’ve changed the lock code,” reported Davros. “That should add to the time the barricade can give us. Unless the Doctor uses her device to make it just a little more lethal.”

“I can’t,” replied the Doctor.

“Too afraid to, Doctor?” asked Davros.

“Vader will die in 4 ABY,” explained the Doctor. “Same as the Emperor.”

“BBY, ABY, what ARE those supposed to mean?!” asked Lurra Rus.

“Before the Battle of Yavin and After the Battle of Yavin,” replied the Doctor. “A major victory for the Rebel Alliance that will happen in 18 years’ time.”

“…A victory?” asked Lurra Rus.

“Doctor, should we tell her that?” gulped Amy. “I mean, we don’t know-!”

“Well, I’ve seen it before,” interrupted the Doctor. “That look in her eyes, a desire for a new beginning. …Lurra Rus, when we get out of this, do you want to come with us?”

“Is this how you usually claim your companions, Doctor?” asked Davros. “You make them an offer to join?”

“It works most of the time,” replied the Doctor. “Of course, they CAN say no.”

“…Doctor, Amy and I HAVE discussed this,” said Lurra Rus. “And if you can find me a good home along the way, then I shall join you. But first things first.”

“Yes, an escape route is essential here,” agreed the Doctor. “And getting Davros away from all this genetic engineering malarkey.”

“And how, pray tell, do you intend to get me into your TARDIS?” scoffed Davros.

“Oh, believe it or not, I have options on that front,” chuckled the Doctor. “Some of them, ideally, don’t involve you in the TARDIS. AHA!”

“Doctor?” asked Amy.

“Davros, did you outfit your DARDIS with a chameleon circuit?” asked the Doctor.

“I never learned how to,” replied Davros. “I just piled junk around it. Not my most ingenious of disguises.”

“Sometimes simple works. And that’s why you chose this laboratory, isn’t it?”

“…Very clever, Doctor.”

“…DARDIS?” asked Amy.

“Dalek TARDIS knock-off,” explained the Doctor.

“Is it-?” quizzed Amy.

“Bigger on the inside, yes,” confirmed the Doctor. “Davros, where is it?” Davros was about to make a snide remark, then a blade of red light pierced through the door.

“HE’S GETTING THROUGH!” warned Lurra Rus.

“Over here!” called Davros. He pulled away junk to reveal a cylindrical ship with four facades and no visible doors. Davros pushed one façade like a door and it created not only a wall, but a tunnel inside the ship. “Inside, now!” barked Davros. Everyone leapt into the DARDIS just as Vader’s lightsaber was cutting through the door. The DARDIS door shut behind them.


Inside the DARDIS, Amy and Lurra Rus goggled for different reasons. For Lurra Rus, it was because geometry as she knew it was torn apart on the molecular level. For Amy, it was something else entirely. “I don’t believe it!” said Lurra Rus. “It’s…bigger on the inside!”

“It’s also a heap of junk!” complained Amy. “No way could this thing fly!”

“Like I said, knock-off of the TARDIS,” said the Doctor. “Now, I think we can utilize something on this ship. Aha! Here we are!” She pointed out a machine. “I’m surprised you stole this model, Davros!”

“The Daleks were trying to kill me!” replied Davros. “I was pressed for time!”

“Doctor, isn’t that a duplication machine?” asked Amy, remembering her last encounter with the Daleks.

“Exactly!” confirmed the Doctor. “And I think we can buy more time to get out of here with it!”

“…You intend to duplicate us?” realized Amy.

“Doctor, Vader can see through any copy!” hissed Davros.

“I’m aware of that,” retorted the Doctor, “but if you have any better ideas, I’d like to hear them!” Davros said nothing, he just scowled. “…Thought not. Now, Amy, you first. I’ll operate the machinery. Davros, you take over when I’m done.”

“Very well, but I fail to see how they would help.”

“Doctor, what’s going on?” asked Lurra Rus.

“She’s making robot clones of us,” explained Amy. “The Daleks usually make duplicates for disrupting a planet’s government. Just keep them away from cold places if there’s a chink in their protective skin.”

“What?” asked Lurra Rus, pondering what Amy meant by that. Amy just stepped into the machine and the Doctor worked her magic.

“…Doctor, you’ve disconnected the duplicate’s mind from the-!” interjected Davros.

“I’m not having her duplicate destabilize the Empire, not yet,” said the Doctor. The process was completed and Amy and her duplicate stepped out.

“That was a bit tingly,” remarked Amy.

“Do you remember the original process that made me?” asked her duplicate.

“I was knocked out, remember?”

“Oh, yeah. Oh well. Lurra, it’s your turn.”

“Right…” Lurra Rus looked a little uncertain.

“It’s only a tingle,” assured Amy. Lurra Rus then entered the chamber. The Doctor fired up the machine and duplicated Lurra Rus. Lurra and her duplicate then stepped out.

“Amy was right,” said Lurra Rus. “It WAS tingly.”

“I think I’m the first Twi’Lek duplicate,” remarked her duplicate.

“Right, Davros, you next,” directed the Doctor.

“With a duplicate under YOUR control? I believe humans would say fat-!” Amy shoved Davros into the machine, then the Doctor began. The process was completed soon after and Davros and his duplicate stepped out. “You could have shoved a little less harder!” snapped Davros as he held his nose.

“Flesh, so frail,” chuckled his duplicate.

“Right, my turn,” said the Doctor. She stepped into the machine and Davros began the process. After a bit, the Doctor and her duplicate stepped out. “Tingly IS the word for it,” remarked the Doctor.

“Well, you DID have to adjust things,” remarked her duplicate.

“I trust you remember the plan?” Davros asked his duplicate.

“Oh, please,” his duplicate scoffed. “Just get on with it!”

“Right,” called the Doctor’s duplicate. “All of us unable to simulate warm skin, with me!”

“Doctor, I hope you know what you’re doing,” said Lurra Rus.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 3

The Necromancer’s Tower: Part 2

“A reasonable assumption, given our history, Doctor,” said Davros, “but as you can see on this list of materials-” he pulled up said list- “I have no Dalekanium. Or the means to grow new Daleks. And I’m not wasting cells from my body this time.”

“Then why ingratiate yourself into Project Necromancer?” asked the Doctor.

“As you recall, Doctor, Project Necromancer is designed to enrich an individual’s blood with midi-chlorians involving an M-count transfer while keeping the subject’s DNA intact, thereby creating a successful M-count replication.”

“Something the Emperor sees as important for the Empire’s longevity,” replied the Doctor.

“Imagine if there was a successful test subject.”

“Davros, no!” retorted the Doctor. “You can’t change history like that! Not one line!”

“Oh, but this is just the beginning, Doctor!” replied Davros. “Through Project Necromancer, I shall create a warrior capable of greater power than ever before!”

“Power that would set you up above the gods?”

“Very droll, Doctor. I see you still maintain your rapier wit. …But that IS the idea.” By then, Dr. Hemlock arrived.

“Settled in, have we?” he asked. “Learned a thing or two about each other’s true nature?”

“…It seems your base has a bug problem,” remarked the Doctor.

“You know-?!” spluttered Davros.

“That you’re the psychopath that created the Daleks, yes,” replied Dr. Hemlock. “And I presume Lord Vader and the Emperor already know, given their own abilities.”

“Oh good! That saves me a long, boring explanation,” said the Doctor. “The one time I’m glad your bugs work. Then you know Davros will hijack Project Necromancer for his own ends!”

“That’s why Vader is coming, isn’t he?” hissed Davros. “To keep ME in line!”

“You and the Doctor,” corrected Dr. Hemlock.

“Much as I want to shut it down now, I can’t,” replied the Doctor. “History prevents me from acting.” At that, Dr. Hemlock smiled.

“Does it now? Very good. You can assist us.”

“That doesn’t mean I’m going to make it happen,” said the Doctor. She then found something Davros was working on. “Especially when Davros is doing something so dangerous. I can see from here that you configured the Splice-Matrix all wrong. Set it to 15.7” The Doctor made some adjustments.

“Interesting,” mused Dr. Hemlock.

“You have increased the risk of burnout!” hissed Davros.

“No, I wouldn’t worry about-.” The machine sparked, interrupting the Doctor. Dr. Hemlock checked the systems.

“…Total burnout on all circuits!” he snarled.

“It’s ruined!” snapped Davros.

“Oh dear!” replied the Doctor mockingly. “Back to square one. You really should have stayed in bed today, Davros.”

“You have deliberately destroyed my creation!” accused Davros.

“No, it was an accident!” argued the Doctor.

“An accident?!”

“Well, how was I supposed to know that whoever designed the machine failed to build in adequate safety precautions? We’ll start again and this time, I’LL design the machine.”

“How long will that take?” asked Dr. Hemlock.

“Oh, three hours, local time,” replied the Doctor.

“Very well. But know this, Doctor: any further attempts to delay Project Necromancer will result in Miss Rose being counted among the test subjects.” Dr. Hemlock then strode out of the room. The Doctor’s mind raced with plans now. Amy HAD to made safe. She then noticed Davros’ face.

“…Davros, if you’re not careful, your face will stick like that,” she joked. “Now, could you hand me those hex-clamps?”

“You sabotaged my work!” hissed Davros as he handed her the tools.

“No, no, no,” soothed the Doctor as she fastened the clamps. “There we go, that’s a good start. …Hm…could I have an Electrospanner? …Ah, thank you. And that length of wire?”

“Dr. Hemlock was clear!” hissed Davros. “We are to work together!”

“We ARE working together! I’m pleasantly surprised how well you’re fitting in as my assistant! Now, I’m going to be a bit busy. Would you mind making me some-?” Davros’ snarl cut her off. “Oh, come on, Davros, making tea shouldn’t be beyond you. After all, you can’t say team without saying tea! …Déjà vu, I swear.”


Meanwhile, Amy was talking with Lurra Rus. “What do you mean Midi-chlorian donation?” asked Amy.

“Well, have you heard of Project Necromancer?” asked Lurra Rus.

“The Doctor told me it was something that gives Force powers to someone that wasn’t sensitive to the Force by putting in microscopic organisms called Midi-chlorians. At least, that’s how she summed it up.”

“Well, the Empire noticed that I was a very distant relation to a Jedi called Aayla Secura.”

“…And they thought that would work?” asked Amy.

“My point exactly! I’m not Force-sensitive!” confirmed Lurra Rus. “But the Emperor wouldn’t hear of it!”

“So he sent you here,” remarked Amy. “…But surely Dr. Hemlock saw that you weren’t.”

“Exactly!” replied Lurra Rus. “My M-Count confirmed it! …So I don’t know why I’m here still!”

“Well, we better get you out of here so you can fulfill your dream,” said Amy.

“The Empire won’t permit it,” sighed Lurra Rus. “My family is dead and joining any resistance cell won’t bring them back. I need a new home away from this galaxy, but I don’t know if there’s a world out beyond the galaxy!”

“I can safely say there is,” replied Amy. “Believe it or not, I’m from WAY into the future in another galaxy far from here. The Doctor’s from another planet outside the galaxy as well.”

“…You traveled through time?” asked Lurra Rus incredulously.

“If you want and if the Doctor’s okay with it, you can come with us so we can prove it and maybe…find you a home where you can live out your dream?”

“…I’ll believe that when I see it,” replied Lurra Rus. “But we have to get out of here.”

“Don’t worry, the Doctor and I became experts in jailbreaks…though stealth is another matter entirely.”

“Well, I hope you can figure something out quickly, because-!” Lurra Rus quickly silenced herself when…she heard it.

“Lurra Rus?” asked Amy.

“He’s here!” Lurra Rus said in barely a whisper. Amy arched an eyeridge, then heard something. It sounded like…mechanical breathing and heavy footsteps. She looked outside the room to see a tall man, almost 7 feet tall, flanked by two Stormtroopers. He wore black armor and a black helmet that obscured his face with a triangular mouthplate with a grill. A control panel was on his chest and he wore a black cape that reached his ankles. Amy could just feel the terror the man exuded.

“…Erm…hello!” gulped Amy. The man said nothing.

“Lord Vader!” whispered Lurra Rus.

“…You are Lurra Rus, yes?” asked the man, Darth Vader.

“Y-Yes!” squeaked Lurra Rus.

“…Why is a non-Force Sensitive Twi’Lek here?” Vader asked a nearby scientist.

“Oh, come now, my Lord,” replied the scientist with ill-timed bravado. “This woman’s a relation to Aayla Secura! Her M-Count-!”

“Proved that she’s NOT Force Sensitive!” interjected Amy.

“Be silent!” said the scientist. “Those abilities are locked inside her somewhere and I …I…” The scientist then realized fingers were around his throat! INVISIBLE fingers.

“You have failed Project Necromancer and the Empire for the last time,” said Vader. Amy saw that Vader’s hand was imitating strangling someone! She put two and two together.

“Vader, wait!” she begged. “You don’t need to kill him!”

“Project Necromancer is top secret,” replied Vader coldly. “No witnesses. Regrettably, that means you and Lurra Rus cannot leave this facility alive.” He gestured with his other hand and Amy and Lurra Rus were blown back into their cell, the door shutting behind them. Amy looked through the door’s window and saw the poor scientist struggle against Vader’s Force Choke. She pounded on the door uselessly as the life was drained from the poor man. The scientist then fell limp and was casually tossed to the floor. Vader looked to the door and pressed a communication’s button. “Once I find the Time Lord and the last of the Kaleds, you’ll all join him,” warned the Dark Lord of the Sith. He then gestured for his men to follow him. They strode down the corridor.

“…A senseless waste of life!” shuddered Amy.

“That’s the Empire for you,” replied Lurra Rus.

“…Hang on, Vader said something else in that threat,” said Amy.

“…Yes, something about a…a time king and Karled?”

“Time Lord and Kaled,” corrected Amy. “The Time Lord is the Doctor, but the Kaled…wait…the Doctor said something about Kaleds before. On…” She then recalled something from early in her adventures. “…Skaro! Oh no!”

“Skaro?” asked Lurra Rus.

“Have you heard of the Daleks?” asked Amy. Lurra Rus flinched.

“Is this Skaro the homeworld of those monsters?!” she asked.

“Bingo. And they used to be life forms that walked like us called Kaleds, but their chief scientist, Davros, made them into what they are. …And it sounds like one of the scientists IS Davros. …Lurra Rus, can you think of anything we can do to get out of here?”

“I’m not exactly a charmer, I’m an engineer!” replied Lurra Rus.

“That’s good!” replied Amy. “What kind of engineer?”

“A mechanical… wait…Amy, I think the Doctor left something behind!” For once, there was hope in Lurra Rus’ eyes. “Amy, open that panel by the door, will you?” As Amy did so, Lurra Rus checked the spot where the Doctor took care of the bug. “Yes! Perfect! Miss Rose, kindly keep watch.”

“You got it!” replied Amy. Lurra Rus then got to work.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 3

The Necromancer’s Tower: Part 1

On a forested, mountain planet, in the Outer Rim of its galaxy, there was a mountain. Inside that mountain was a base for genetic research. This was Tantiss Base, the Wayland Facility within Mount Tantiss, a base for the Imperial Cloning Program and its top project, Project Necromancer. Awaiting the arrival of a shuttle was a man in a black coat and pants with a white eye on his lapels. The eye had a lighting bolt going through it. The man himself had thin hair, sharp eyes, and pale skin. The shuttle arrived and a man in black robes exited. “Dr. Hemlock,” greeted the man on the landing bay. “This is an unexpected pleasure. We’re honored by your presence.”

“You may dispense with the pleasantries, Professor Yarvelling,” dismissed Dr. Royce Hemlock. “I am here to put Project Necromancer back on schedule.”

“I assure you, Dr. Hemlock,” soothed the man, Professor Yarvelling, “Lurra Rus and I are working as fast as we can.”

“Perhaps I can find new ways to motivate her,” remarked Hemlock. Yarvelling then stood in front of Hemlock.

“I tell you, Project Necromancer will see fruition as planned!” he insisted.

“The Emperor does not share your optimistic appraisal of the situation,” replied Hemlock.

“But he asks the impossible! I need more test subjects!”

“Perhaps you can explain that to Lord Vader when he arrives tomorrow.” Yarvelling balked at that threat.

“V-Vader is coming here?!” he asked.

“That is correct, Professor,” replied Hemlock. “And he is most displeased with your lack of progress.”

“We shall double our efforts!”

“I hope so, Professor, for your sake. Lord Vader and the Emperor are not as forgiving as I.” With that, Hemlock and Yarvelling entered the base.


At the mountain’s base, a noise filled the air. A blue box then appeared out of thin air. The noise stopped and the Doctor and Amy stepped out. “…Doctor,” said Amy, “this ISN’T the water world you said the Octarians live on in my time.”

“Erm, no,” replied the Doctor. “In fact…this isn’t even the intended galaxy or time.”

“…Are we too far forward or too far back in time?” asked Amy, arching an eye ridge.

“Erm…back,” admitted the Doctor. “Put simply, we’re a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away.”

“Doctor!”

“We encountered turbulence! I can’t-!”

“FREEZE!” called a voice through a radio. The Doctor and Amy looked to see that they were surrounded by men in white armor and white helmets. The men were aiming laser weapons at the two.

“Oh dear,” muttered the Doctor. “Imperial Stormtroopers.”

“This is a restricted planet!” snapped one of the Stormtroopers. “Show me your identification!” The Doctor pulled out a wallet and handed it over. The Stormtrooper looked at the paper and appeared to stiffen. “…M-My apologies, Dr. Smith,” he said, suddenly being much more polite. “I had no idea you were conducting a test for the Emperor.”

“And thanks to you lot, you botched that test!” hissed the Doctor, thinking quickly. “This young lady and I were testing the stealth capabilities of Project Time Walker and you decided to bungle it! We can’t exactly deal with Rebel Scum with these results! Take me to the one in charge here! I intend to lodge a formal complaint against you!”

“Y-Yes, Dr. Smith!” replied the Stormtrooper.

“And bring the TARDIS with you!” The Stormtroopers followed the Doctor’s orders.


The Doctor and Amy were brought into Tantiss Base. The Doctor looked around in surprise. “…Tantiss Bass on the planet of Wayland,” muttered the Doctor. “And judging by the fact there are still Stormtroopers, I’d say we’re in the year 18 BBY.”

“BBY?” asked Amy.

“Before the Battle of Yavin,” explained the Doctor. “That’s 18 years in the future. Right now, there’s a scientific project going on called Project Necromancer.”

“What, to raise the dead?”

“No, but they might as well. I’ll explain more when we’re in our quarters.” Speaking of which, they arrived in front of a set of quarters.

“I’ll inform Dr. Hemlock of your arrival, Dr. Smith,” said the Stormtrooper.

“Yes, yes, you do that,” replied the Doctor dismissively. The doors shut and someone gasped. The Doctor and Amy looked to see a blue-skinned woman with two head-tails instead of hair in scientist gear.

“Who are you?!” she demanded.

“No friend of the Empire, I can assure you, Miss…” said the Doctor.

“…Rus. Lurra Rus,” introduced the woman. “And you?”

“Oh, I’m usually known as the Doctor. And this is my companion, Amy Rose.”

“Hi there,” greeted Amy.

“And you’re…hang on, that’s not safe to say yet, is it?” guessed the Doctor. She tapped the walls, then opened a wall panel to find a device. “Aha! A bug problem!”

“So that’s where it is!” said Lurra Rus. The Doctor pinched the device, crushing it between her fingers.

“There, now we can talk and fill Amy in on what’s happened in this galaxy,” she said. “Miss Rose, about a year ago, a man known as Sheev Palpatine from the planet of Naboo declared himself Emperor, sweeping aside the previous Republic in favor of the more fascist Galactic Empire. It was all part of a plan to eliminate a group of mystics called the Jedi. The Jedi used to be peacekeepers that carried laser swords and could tune in with this energy that organisms known as midi-chlorians utilized, giving them powers of levitation, telepathy, and other such powers.”

“Of course, there are those that study the darker aspects of that energy, that which we call the Force,” continued Lurra Rus. “That would be the Sith, the enemies of the Jedi…and the victors.”

“For the moment only, Miss Rus,” said the Doctor. “But, yes, Amy, this whole Empire was to destroy the Jedi Order and Sheev Palpatine, excuse me, Darth Sidious, succeeded in destroying the original Order. He even corrupted a Jedi to become his Sith Apprentice. He was once known as Anakin Skywalker, now he’s the cyborg Darth Vader.”

“…Lord Vader? He used to be-?!” asked Lurra Rus.

“Yes, Miss Rus, the hero of the Clone Wars himself,” confirmed the Doctor.

“H-How do you know this?!”

“She’s a Time Lord,” explained Amy. “History and the future are her backyard.”

“A Time Lord?” asked Lurra Rus. “But they’re just a myth.” As the Doctor was about to object, Dr. Hemlock arrived.

“I was unaware of a new scientist coming,” he said. “Please, accept my apologies for merely lumping you in with Miss Rus.”

“It’s quite all right,” assured the Doctor.

“Tell me, what do you know about genetics?” asked Dr. Hemlock.

“I dabble in them on occasion, why?”

“Then you should come with me and meet Professor Yarvelling.” That name was a new one to the Doctor.

“Lead on, then,” she said.

“Miss Rus, kindly keep Miss Rose occupied,” said Dr. Hemlock.

“Yes, Doctor,” replied Lurra Rus. Dr. Hemlock and the Doctor then headed off.

“…Why would you be here?” Amy asked Lurra Rus.

“…Midi-chlorian ‘donation’,” replied Lurra Rus.


The two doctors arrived at the lab where Yarvelling was working. “Professor,” called Dr. Hemlock. Yarvelling looked up and saw the two.

“Yes, Dr. Hemlock?” he asked.

“This is Dr. Smith,” explained Dr. Hemlock. “She will be assisting you.”

“Very well, Sir,” replied Yarvelling. Dr. Hemlock left and Yarvelling and the Doctor were left alone. “A pleasure to meet you, Dr. Smith,” said Yarvelling. “I am Professor Yar-.”

“Oh, I know you, Sir,” replied the Doctor.

“…Y…You do?” asked Yarvelling. It was then he noticed the fire in the Doctor’s eyes.

“Oh yes, I have my EYE on you,” answered the Doctor. She pointed to the eye symbol on his lapels.

“…Th-This is just a symbol from my home planet,” assured Yarvelling.

“Your home planet of Skaro, yes?” asked the Doctor. “That IS the symbol of the Kaled Elite, if I recall.” By now, Yarvelling was puzzled.

“How do you know those words?” he asked. He then goggled…then snarled. “YOU!”

“Hello again, oh Dark Lord of Skaro!” replied the Doctor. “Or should we stick to our names, eh Davros?” It was then that the man dropped the façade of Professor Yarvelling completely and allowed his real persona of Davros to come to the fore. The Creator of the Daleks snarled in fury.

“You DARE come to this time, Doctor?!” he hissed.

“Entirely by accident, I assure you,” replied the Doctor. “So, how are you enjoying having a full body again? Tell me, your voice sounds like it would before your synthesizer switches on. Is that what you looked like before the Thal shell?”

“It was never my intention to regress to my pre-chair state!” growled Davros. “I point the finger of blame at YOU, Doctor!”

“Me?! YOU’RE the one that swiped my regeneration energy last time we met, you lunatic! You should have known there would be consequences! I’m surprised the Daleks didn’t kill you for daring to tamper with their genetics like that!”

“The regeneration was supposed to keep me alive, not restore my old form!”

“Well, that’s just the way the cookie crumbles!” retorted the Doctor. “It’s a lottery, regeneration! …And speaking of genetics, I think I can guess why you’re working on Project Necromancer. But really…Daleks using the Dark Side of the Force?”

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Autobot Bumblebee

Citizen, this is a private Rescue Bot facility that must be…a Stark Iron Privileges card? That idiot, Stark, gave you a…?! Say, that is a nice, shiny SHIELD badge you got there. Okay, all chips on the board, Stark DIDN’T invent me. I’m 127 of Construction Batch B. I come from another planet, Cybertron. Don’t bother asking me for the coordinates, I’m not sure how to translate them to ones you would understand. Besides, even if I did, I’m not so sure I want you to visit my dead homeworld. Yeah, my people, the Autobots, fought a war against the Decepticons and we all lost. Cybertron’s incapable of supporting life and I’m the last Autobot. If you find a blue jet with a purple symbol on its wings, that’s the last of the Decepticons, Thundercracker. We both crash-landed here four million years ago and I woke up when the sorceror, Yen Sid, found me and accidentally reactivated me. All I could tell him, originally, was my Identifier, B-127, and how I ended up here. Cybertron’s means of creating life, the Allspark, blew up and both of the Autobot and Decepticon flagships, carrying the last survivors, were caught up in the explosion. My old boss, Optimus Prime, had the Asgardian King, Odin, swear to come to our aid and that honorless, promise-breaking, glitch-spawned Scraplet let us die! So…yeah, I don’t hold the Asgardians in high regard.

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Stark Industries Bumblebee

Ladies and gentlemen, if I may borrow Spider-man’s phrase, this is your friendly neighborhood Anthony Stark of Stark Industries. I’ve been doing some reflecting for a bit and remembered where my dad got his start. He invested and invented in new types of technology, one of them being a prototype hovercar. Now, Dad was in a habit of destroying the files on old projects, more so during World War 2. His birthday is coming up, so I figured I’d follow in his footsteps in a bit. Now, you know me, I LOVE cars. My only downside is…I can’t design a car worth spit. But, I know someone who does, and he’s got a whole team to help as well. Ladies and Gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure to introduce the Bumblebee! Now, this particular car DOES have a Stark Industries spin on it, it’s actually a Robot in Disguise! The first of Stark Industries Rescue Bots, programmed to respond to a variety of emergencies and assist in any way it can! Or, rather, SHE can. I modeled the robot mode after my lovely wife.