{"id":7017,"date":"2025-03-14T08:26:50","date_gmt":"2025-03-14T12:26:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/?p=7017"},"modified":"2025-03-14T08:26:50","modified_gmt":"2025-03-14T12:26:50","slug":"shape-of-evil-part-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/shape-of-evil-part-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Shape of Evil: Part 1"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>It had been quite a trying time for the Doctor. With the resurgence of the Master, now a woman calling herself Miss Tarae, the Doctor felt her past catching up and was feeling the usual angst of a functionally immortal being. She just sat in a chair, staring at the console. She could feel the TARDIS trying to reassure her, but it was hard to accept. William arrived. \u201cHey, Doctor,\u201d he said. \u201cAmy said she found something she wanted to show us. \u2026Doctor?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHm?\u201d asked the Doctor, snapping out of her trance. \u201cOh, Amy? Yes? What about Mrs. Pond?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026Miss Rose,\u201d corrected William. \u201cIs the hedgehog girl not the first Amy you traveled with?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026No, but\u2026\u201d The Doctor returned to staring at the console.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026But?\u201d asked William.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDoctors of human and alien origin, behold!\u201d came Amy\u2019s voice. She stepped into the console room as if she were on a runway, wearing the same outfit her future self wore!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOoh! Amy Blackrose enters the room!\u201d cheered William. \u201cLooking fine as ever!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAmy Blackrose, huh?\u201d mused Amy. \u201cThere\u2019s a name for this look! Dark, yet beautiful! What do you think, Doctor? \u2026Doctor?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, for the love of-! Earth to Doctor!\u201d complained William. The Doctor snapped out of her trance again and gave Amy her attention.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, hello again,\u201d she said. \u201cMore knowledge of the future?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m not that Amy yet,\u201d replied Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh. Then where did you find her outfit?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOver in the TARDIS wardrobe. You like it?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYes, yes, I do. \u2026Very\u2026very becoming,\u201d replied the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, come on, Doctor!\u201d said William. \u201cPut some life into it! Her natural pink works well with the black of her clothes!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, Doctor?\u201d asked Amy. \u201cFeeling homesick? We could always visit Earth in William\u2019s time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cEarth isn\u2019t my home, Miss Rose,\u201d replied the Doctor as she stood up. \u201cI\u2019m a Time Lord\u2026a Time Lord that walks further in eternity than the rest of her race ever did.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s what Miss Tarae said about that Timeless Child stuff, isn\u2019t it?\u201d asked William.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYes. \u2026A Time Lord lives longer than a human, and I\u2019ve lived longer than an average Time Lord, thanks to what I learned about myself,\u201d sighed the Doctor. \u201c\u2026I\u2019ve lived almost 10,000 years now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSo, you\u2019re\u2026middle-aged?\u201d asked Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMiddle-aged?! Miss Rose, I\u2019m ANCIENT by anyone\u2019s measurement! \u2026And now a renegade Time Lord with the moral compass of a petty dictator has the same lifespan as me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWould chasing her make you feel better?\u201d asked William.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo, it won\u2019t. I\u2019ve played that kind of game before and hated every move I made.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWell, maybe telling us what this Timeless Child stuff is all abOOOAAAAAHHH!\u201d Amy\u2019s sentence was cut off as the TARDIS suddenly lurched! Everyone grabbed the console to steady themselves as the Doctor made several corrections. Soon, it was back in normal flight. \u201cWhat was that, Doctor?!\u201d yelped Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m not sure,\u201d replied the Doctor. \u201cIt was almost as if the TARDIS lost power for a second.\u201d The TARDIS then made its arrival sound. \u201c\u2026We seem to have landed in a relative safe place in space-time, so I can conduct repairs,\u201d muttered the Doctor. She switched the scanner on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026It looks like a corridor,\u201d remarked William.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cA big one,\u201d continued Amy. \u201cAnd dark purple all around.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026How annoying,\u201d muttered the Doctor. \u201cI feel like I\u2019ve seen that kind of architecture before. \u2026I better jog my memory. You two coming?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>The trio left the TARDIS and went down the corridor. It was clear that the people using it were giants, almost six meters in height on average, not accounting for the 3-meter clearance from the ceiling. \u201cHm\u2026rather peculiar,\u201d mused the Doctor. \u201cThe air feels familiar, but I can\u2019t place it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cCan anyone hear that buzzing?\u201d asked William.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI thought I was hearing things after the TARDIS shook,\u201d replied Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo, I hear that buzzing too,\u201d confirmed the Doctor. \u201cSounds like\u2026a force-field. Come on.\u201d The Doctor led the way down the corridor. They then arrived at what looked like a detention block with giant cells guarded by force-fields. They had a slight purple tint to them, but were transparent enough to see the occupants. There were five prisoners in total\u2026and they were all humanoid robots with the tallest one being six meters. They all looked like they had various parts from cars and trucks of the 1980s. \u201cOh dear,\u201d realized the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDoctor?\u201d asked William. The tallest robot, a red and blue robot with antennae and a faceplate over his mouth, looked up from his seat and saw the trio.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHumans!\u201d he said in a bass voice. \u201cHow did you get on board?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cEntirely by accident, Optimus, I assure you,\u201d replied the Doctor. \u201cAnd Amy and I aren\u2019t humans. She\u2019s a hedgehog from Mobius, far off in the future, and I\u2019m the time-traveler bringing her and Dr. William Davies here with me through time and space.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNot human?\u201d asked a white robot with a pair of black horns on his head and a medical cross on his shoulders. \u201cAnd time travel? \u2026Do you have a blue box for a time machine?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cRatchet! Old friend!\u201d said the Doctor. \u201cI haven\u2019t seen you since that battle in London. The Decepticons almost destroyed the Terminus Blade fragment that day, right?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI don\u2019t believe it! It IS you, Doctor!\u201d said the medical robot, Ratchet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHang on, you said \u2018Decepticons\u2019,\u201d said William. \u201cAnd called that robot\u2026\u201d He was pointing at the red and blue robot. \u201c\u2026Optimus Prime?!\u201d he gasped. \u201cDoctor, you actually MET the Transformers?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI was a black Scotsman the last time I met them, but yes,\u201d replied the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDoctor, what are you doing here?\u201d asked Optimus. \u201cThis is a prison ship under Megatron\u2019s direct command!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo wonder the architecture looked familiar,\u201d gulped the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cGuys, could someone fill in the lost hedgehog?!\u201d called Amy. \u201cWhat ARE the Transformers?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cA race of naturally occurring robots from the planet of Cybertron that can change their shape into a vehicular mode,\u201d replied the Doctor. \u201cRobots that can think and feel as we do. Unfortunately, they\u2019re a species defined by civil war between the Autobots, these poor fellows, and the Decepticons.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cFrom what I\u2019ve heard, the Autobots are people that care about life and freedom,\u201d said William, \u201cwhile the Decepticons are blood-thirsty conquerors.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYo! Doc! Behind you!\u201d called the voice of an Autobot with door wings and a visor over his optics.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWell, well, well!\u201d came a nasally voice. The Doctor and her companions turned to see a robot with wings and rifles attached to his upper arms. He was reddish-orange and white. \u201cI thought I saw a TARDIS here, so to hear that YOU, madam, are that blonde man with the vegetable on his lapel-!\u201d continued the robot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, you have got to be kidding!\u201d complained the Doctor. \u201cStarscream, are you still sore about the cricket bat to the face?! I panicked after YOU picked me up like trash!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou made me the laughingstock of the Decepticon Empire, Doctor!\u201d shrieked the new robot, Starscream. He then spotted Amy. \u201c\u2026I see you still have a taste for the feminine companions, Doctor.\u201d He then grabbed the hedgehog!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAMY!\u201d called William.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cPUT HER DOWN!\u201d demanded the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHey, that\u2019s a new dress, you creep!\u201d shouted Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSilence, fleshling!\u201d cackled Starscream. \u201cNow, Doctor, what say we go have a nice chat on the bridge? Unless, of course, you want me to turn the pink thing into a black, pink, and red paste!\u201d Starscream had evidently not learned rule 1 of holding Amy Rose hostage: when doing so, make sure she doesn\u2019t have an arm free. Amy summoned a huge, red and gold, mallet-style hammer. Starscream\u2019s optics flickered. \u201c\u2026Erm, where did you-?\u201d He get far with his sentence. One minute, he was holding Amy, assuming her to be a damsel in distress. The next, he was clutching his face in pain with both hands after Amy boomeranged her hammer between his optics. Amy landed on her feet and held her hammer with both hands. \u201cWHY, YOU PINK RAT!\u201d screeched Starscream.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m a hedgehog, not a rat!\u201d snapped Amy. She then brought her hammer down on Starscream\u2019s foot! Starscream hopped around in pain, then the lights went out briefly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026Doctor, isn\u2019t that what happened with the TARDIS?\u201d asked William.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSo the Decepticons AREN\u2019T the source of the power fluctuations,\u201d remarked the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDoctor, I\u2019m going to enjoy squishing you!\u201d snarled Starscream as he recovered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI hope, for your sake,\u201d said Optimus\u2019 voice, \u201cyou can do so quickly.\u201d Starscream then looked at the shadow on the floor. \u2026That was NOT his shadow. He turned around to see that the Autobots were on the wrong side of their cells\u2019 forcefields and looked ready to give him a beating!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026Eh heh heh,\u201d laughed Starscream nervously. \u201cErm, this was all a misunderstanding, Optimus. You understand, right? I was merely following orders and MEGATROOOOOOOON!\u201d Starscream then transformed into his alt-mode (an F-15 Eagle fighter jet) and took off!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAutobots, Doctor, we must secure the bridge!\u201d called Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOptimus, there\u2019s no way Starscream and Megatron are the only Decepticons on this ship!\u201d protested the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWe have to risk it!\u201d insisted Optimus. \u201cAutobots, transform and roll out!\u201d The Autobots assumed their alt-modes (Optimus turning into a red White Freightliner WFT-8664T cabover semi-trailer truck, the Autobot with a visor and door wings turning into a Martini Racing Porsche 935, Ratchet and his red twin turning into Nissan Sunny-Vanette Coach SGL\u2019s with Ratchet\u2019s paintwork and accessories making him into an ambulance, and the smallest Autobot turning into a yellow Volkswagen Type 1). \u201cDoctor, you and your friends will want to come with us,\u201d offered Optimus as he opened his doors. 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