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"Radio... wha...?" The Professor said, looking up, "Oh never mind... Look, let's get him out of here..."

"What about that thing?" said Morgan, looking nervously back at the pile of rubble that had gone eerily silent, "We have to get to somewhere far away and safe!"

Grandpa shook his head.
"My boy, either that thing has torn it's way out of the TARDIS - in which case it will probably have run off to lick it's wounds - or it's still wandering about in there lost. I don't know what happens when you tear holes in a machine with infinite space... especially when it's broken."

"It could have been crushed..." volunteered Ace, but Grandpa shook his head.

"No no no... It didn't look the sort to be killed that easily. And I'm sure it would have made more of a fuss about it."

"That little explosion of yours was quite impressive!" said Donald grinning, "It brought down the house. Or the TARDIS at any rate."

There was a pained groan from Diva as Morgan accidentally knocked him off the door frame on the way out.

"And how did you survive exactly?" said Grandpa, turning on him, "That's what I'd like to know! Everything from start to finish. So we can figure out what we're dealing with in this mad house!"

Farlon reached down and helped James up the last few steps of the ladder and into the corridor leading to the council rooms that the others had passed through only an hour or so before. It had been a long, long climb and James almost regretted following the rogue Timelord. But he couldn't do much else...

"Over here..." Farlon led them into one of the offices. The door had been flattened but otherwise the place was in reasonably good shape.
"They've been through here... Look, they came up the elevator shaft..."

"Yes..." James looked around, "Why exactly are we here anyway?"

"For this!" Farlon lifted a box up from the large desk in the center of the room. He held it almost as if it were made of glass.
"Someone's been looking at it..." he said, his facce turning serious, "But the Daleks wouldn't... I mean they have no interest..."

"Someone nosier perhaps? What is it?"

"It's a map. A treasure map. Sort of."

"Ah..." James gave a knowing nod and smile, "They can get you into an awful lot of trouble you know. Treasure maps."

"I know. Look what they got me into..." Farlon gave a sigh, "But it'll be alright once I've decoded this and returned it to it's rightful place. Then all this..." he looked round and James knew he was referring to the Daleks and their invasion, "...will all be stopped and put right."

"I won't ask," said James, "Because I really don't want to know. I just want to find my friends and get out of here."

"Yes..." Farlon tugged a pillow case off one of the pillows that had fallen onto the floor and stuffed the box inside it like loot in a sack, "Yes of course. Come on, they must have headed upwards. Someone's jammed the elevator and clambered up the inside ladder I reckon. Probably to avoid the Daleks."

"Good! Then we can follow them."

"No..." Farlon was looking up the elevator shaft, "It looks like the Daleks shoved the elevator up a floor so they could get in. It's jammed in the shaft. But don't worry..." he added quickly, seeing James' dismayed face, "...we can go to the next office along and go up that elevator shaft instead. It's a little walk but it'll bring us out on that floor."

"More walking..." grumbled James.

"I'm afraid..." Farlon was cut off by a crashing noise from above. The ceiling was creaking, dust falling in clouds as cracks began to appear and spread above them.
"Run for the door!"

Shoving James ahead of him, Farlon got them both to the exit just as the ceiling caved in, spreading dust and rubble everywhere. There was a roar and as the clouds cleared they saw a monster in front of them, patches of it's skin burnt and melted but it's claws and teeth just as sharp.

"What the..." began Farlon but he was stopped as the creature lifted a lump of fallen ceiling up and hurled it at them. Farlon dived to one side and James the other as the massive lump flew towards them and smashed across the doorway.

"Doctor!"
Farlon tried to waft away the clouds of dust to see what had happened to the little Timelord. He was relieved when he saw the top of a head of messy black hair bobbing up on the other side of the pile of rubble. James was inside the office - whilst he was out. The monster however was still inside...

He thought for a moment. This was a chance for escape. He had what he wanted...

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"Did you just feel the ground tremble?" asked David, looking down.

Ace looked around for something to chuck. chuck. what an odd word to think at this time. chuck. oh, honestly. chuck chuck chuck. hold on, wht's chuck going on? chuck. I can't seem to stop thinking chuck. chuck? but... it's only a chuck word. chuck chuck chuck chuck...
ace looked around. the monster had been forgotten, and everyone was staring at her.
'What's your name?' asked David
'What's going on?' she asked.
'That's an odd name for a timelord. not a timelord? who are you then? a prisoner? hardly your fault. oh well.' said Morgan.
'What are you going on about?' asked Ace hopelessly.
'Where are you? can we help you?' asked professor gently.
'What? Are you all mad?'
'We'll be right there, then.'

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Ace suddenly began to twitch. Professor looked over at her. she suddenly froze, and looked around her.
'Help me.' she whispered. only now her voice was that of a man's.
'WHat's your name?' asked David.
'Chuck.'
'That's an odd name for a timelord. not a timelord? who are you then? a prisoner? hardly your fault. oh well.' said morgan.
'yes, I am a prisoner. I was taken here.'
'Where are you? can we help you?' asked Professor gently.
'I'm locked up in some office. I can barely see outside, but there seems to be a gigantic clawed thing. and some guy with black hair.'
'We'll be right there, then.'
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Ace felt something detatch itself from far inside her mind. as it detatched, it seemed to take something from her, and she suddenly felt dizzy.

'

((Chuck the mysterious...))

James felt himself being flattened to the floor by Farlon as the monster gave a roar and exploded. He covered his eyes with his hands but had to open them again as he felt the floor beneath him moving. The explosion didn't seemed to have harmed the creature but it had certainly made a mess of the room. It was beginning to collapse in on itself, the floor curving down beneath the monster and beginning to crack...

"Come on!" yelled Farlon, dragging James to his feet.

"Yes..."

They both dived for the door as the floor gave in, pulling the monster down into the floor below. They landed face first a few feet from the doorway but James suddenly felt a tight, iron-like grip around his ankle and he began to slide backwards.

"Help!" He swung a hand towards Farlon who grabbed him round the wrist. The monster had wedged itself halfway down the hole, it's claw stretched out to catch James. It was pulling him towards it like a fish on a line.
"Oh dear..."

Farlon now had hold of both James' arms and was pulling backwards with all his might - the creature was winning. He felt himself being tugged forwards...

"Don't you go in too!" yelled James, trying suddenly to shake off Farlon's grip as he saw they were both being tugged in, "Let go! Go get help!"

"It'll rip you to pieces!"

"Get off! Find the rest of me!" James shook his wrists free. He heard Farlon yelling as he was dragged towards the monster. Then Farlon's voice suddenly changed and James felt that odd chill run down his spine.

"Stop!" The voice hissed, "You cannot have him!"

James felt the tug on his legs stop, though the claws were still tight on his ankles.

"Free him!"

There was an angry growl from the hole in the floor.

"FREE HIM!"

Reluctantly, the claws loosened their grip. James heard the creature below them moving off.

He scrambled to his feet and rushed over to Farlon.
"What happened? What did you do? How did you control it like that?"

But Farlon wasn't listening. He was staring through a large crack in the wall to where a strange face was staring back.

((Right..I have no idea what is going on..and I haven't for awhile. Which is my reason for not posting. But if this goes on for much longer, I won't be posting at all..so.. does anyone want to explain? Timelady was no help.. I can of course, jump into it without a single idea of what's happening..but I prefer to know..))

((I suppose it depends where you first started getting confused - though that could be anywhere in this story. I think it would probably be easier to just jump in anyway but since you asked...

The Doctor's are all on Gallifrey. The Timelords have disappeared, the Daleks have taken over and the evil guy Trayte has turned into a huge monster. Only the Doctors don't know that it's him yet. Farlon - the other semi-bad guy - is nearly turning into a huge monster and the Doctors/companions are trying to fix up a broken TARDIS. Other than that I wouldn't worry about it. I have no idea who Chuck is.))

James tipped his head sideways, staring at the face beyond the broken wall.
"Hello?"
The face didn't answer. He could ony see it's nose and eyes and the edge of a mouth but he could tell that they were scared.
"It's alright... We're not Daleks...

"Doctor..." Farlon had picked up the pillow case with his precious treasure and was looking nervously at the door. He didn't seem to show any signs of being possessed.
"We have to go..."

He placed a hand on James' shoulder to pull him towards the door when there was a shout from above and a smallish figure in a cream-coloured suit dropped from the ceiling and landed on Farlon's head.

"Don't worry!" shouted the Professor as Farlon - who had amazingly managed to keep his balance after the attack - staggered backwards and forwards, the little Timelord on his shoulders,
"We're here to rescue you!"

"Ah!" said James, frowning, "So it's you whose been chucking explosives around is it?"

A head appeared through the hole in the ceiling.
"Nearly!" said Ace, flipping over and landing neatly on the floor, "Don't worry Professor, I'll get him for ya!"

"Get off!" growled Farlon, "I was only trying to help!"

"That's what they all say!" said Ace, punching him in the stomach and causing him and the Professor to topple to the floor, landing in a tangled heap. Ace didn't let up on the attack.
"Take that!" she said, kicking him in the leg, "And that!"

"Wait a minute..." began James - but he had to dodge out the way to miss her elbow as she pulled it back for a punch.

Farlon fended off the blow with one hand and used his pillow case to trip her over with the other. As she fell Ace grabbed his head and they both hit the floor, landing on the Professor who'd only just managed to get up.
"Watch it!" he said, holding his hat out of harms way, "Can we perhaps have a truce?"

"That's what I was trying to say!" snapped Farlon.

Ace spotted the face in the wall - that had been watching the fight with interest. Her eyes narrowed.
"Oi! Who're you?"

"chuck. My name is chuck.' The voice was rusty from lack of use. H e cleared his throat.
'how are you today?'