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Fandom: DOCTOR WHO
Title: Enter the Judoon
Series: A Good Old Normal, Human Life (Part Four)
Word Count: (so far) 5637
Summary: What happens after the Doctor leaves Rose and his human counterpart behind on Pete's world?
Character/s: The (Human) Doctor, Harold Saxon, Rose, Tish Jones, Ianto Jones
Pairings: Bit of TenII/Rose, (will mainly be Doctor/Master or Smith/Saxon in future parts)
A/N: Most screen caps from the SonicBiro site, or the power of google-fu
Catch up : PROLOGUE, Welcome to Number Ten, Mr Smith, Saxon and Smith
ENTER THE JUDOON
After several weeks the Doctor had managed to organise his desk pretty well. He had his in-trays, different coloured sticky notes, pens, multicoloured paperclips. What he hadn’t had yet was any real work.
In the end Ianto had taken pity on him and granted him access to the Torchwood database of known alien species and told him to document everything he knew of his universes’ inhabitants and collate it. However he wasn’t to put it in the main database as it might not correlate with this universe.
Thus the Doctor had constructed his own database based upon the Torchwood template and able to fully interface with it. You could pull up an entry in one (searched via co-ordinates) and it would give you the option of viewing the comparative entry for his universe in his new database program.
That took a couple of days.
“I’m sure it will pick up soon,” Rose said one evening as she scraped burnt baked beans off the bottom of a pan. “There can’t be galactic crises every other day.”
“But I could do something else,” The Doctor complained. “I’m smarter than all the humans he’s got working for him.”
“The humans? I think you’ll find you’re one of us lowly human beings now,” she said tightly as she scrubbed harder.
“Not really, bigger brain for one; couldn’t hold that big ol’ time lord memory otherwise. I could probably do Tish’s job in my sleep, Ianto’s in the bath and Jason’s, well-”
“Enough!” Rose snapped and threw the pan into the sink. Suds flew everywhere, some landed in her hair and on her face. She brushed them away in irritation. “If you’re gonna fit in here you can’t just go around saying you’re all superior to everyone else! You’re human, just like Tish and Ianto, and Jason and me.”
“That doesn’t mean I can’t be smarter though, Rose. And it’s not like I can help it.”
She looked at him for a moment and then closed her eyes briefly, “Sometimes I wonder if my mum’s right about you, you know,” she said and wandered off in the direction of their makeshift study.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” he demanded. She didn’t answer.
He turned back to the sink and went about using his big old time lord brain to remove the burnt food from the bottom of the saucepan.
“We’ve got aliens in a local Country Park,” Ianto said the next morning as the Doctor strolled in.
“What kind?” he asked as he leant on his desk.
Ianto looked at him for a moment, silently asking him to suspend his disbelief for the next few minutes, “Reports coming in say they’re rhino’s; walking, talking rhinoceroses.”
“Judoon.”
“You know them?”
“They’re in the database,” the Doctor replied and indicated his computer with a tilt of his head.
“It’d take me years to read that entire thing,” Ianto shook his head. “You’re coming with me then,” he said decisively.
“Really?” the Doctor grinned and followed Ianto through the halls of Number Ten, down several flights of stairs and through several security locked doors to a room the Doctor had never entered before. It was lined with metal draws along one side of the room.
Ianto stepped up to a small one and touched it briefly, it slid open. He pulled out a familiar looking wrist-strap and secured it round his wrist.
“Where did you get that?” The Doctor frowned.
“We confiscated it from a Time Agent, we also had him in confinement but he disappeared before we could question him,” Ianto explained.
“His name wasn’t Jack was it?”
“No, John. Why do you ask?”
“No reason,” the Doctor shrugged. “Is that how we’re getting there then?”
“The rest of the team are onsite, they’re just waiting for you, Sir,” Ianto told him. The Doctor stepped forward and wrapped his hand around Ianto’s wrist. “Hold on!”
He did.
It turned out the Judoon were there on orders from the Shadow Proclamation to search the woods of Black Forest Park, Earth for some sort of item of significant cultural value. However, they had yet to determine exactly what the artefact was.
“The problem is,” The Doctor told Ianto in an undertone, “that lethal force is allowed in the recovery of items of cultural value.”
“Well whose bloody stupid rule is that?” another man interrupted.
“Mr Smith, this is Owen Harper. Owen this is John Smith,” Ianto introduced.
“Pleasure to meet you, as I was saying...” Owen waved his hand.
“The Shadow Proclamation, clause,” he paused as his mind blanked. “Three hundered and something. I think,” he frowned.
“Fantastic,” Owen rolled his eyes as a jeep pulled up behind them.
“Bout time you turned up Tyler!” Owen called as Rose jumped out of the car. “Been swanning around with your new fella?” he asked as she walked over to them.
“Seems he was swanning around with you guys,” she said and flashed the Doctor a quick smile before she glanced over to where the Judoon were still trampling around the woods.
“Judoon.”
“Yep.”
“Huh.”
“It seems they’re after some sort of artefact,” Ianto explained.
“And they’re allowed to gank us all to get to it,” Owen added.
“Any idea what-?” she was interrupted by the ground shaking beneath them as all the Judoon congregated around one area not too far from them.
“I think they found something,” Owen said dryly as they all walked closer to get a better look.
Not surprisingly they couldn’t see past the hoards of Judoon very well. From what the Doctor could translate it was a chest of some kind. The Judoon debated amongst themselves for a moment whether or not to open it, in order to verify its contents.
“What are they-?” Rose began, but the Doctor ssh’d her. They’d decided to open the chest. As soon as he heard the first lock break a rush of awareness swept down his spine, even in his very human body he recognised it for what it was.
He stood up straight and pulled Ianto with him by the wrist so that he stood just behind the Doctor.
“Stop!” he commanded. As one the mass of Judoon turned to face him, those with weapons drew them and aimed.
“Oh great,” Owen muttered.
“As per Article Seventeen of the Shadow Proclamation I demand you turn over those artefacts to me. As a member of the race they belong to and the only one you’ll find anywhere round here, I claim the contents of that chest as mine.”
One of the Judoon lowered their weapon, it stepped forward and pullied out a scanner which it pointed at the Doctor. The Doctor blinked into the blue light for a moment before it beeped and the Judoon lowered it.
“Human and Time Lord DNA,” it intoned. “Your claim is valid.”
Within seconds the Judoon had disappeared in several flashes of light. Apparently the Judoon in this universe were a little more technologically advanced, enough to save them the walk to and from their ship anyway.
“Well, that was easy,” Owen clapped his hands together. “So, part Time Lord then? Bit more special than you look, eh?”
“Why didn’t you say something?” Rose asked. “I thought you were human now.”
“Mostly,” the Doctor said, not taking his eyes of the chest and walking forward as he answered.
“Mostly?” she asked.
“It makes sense, I doubt a normal human brain could handle all that information, or work that quickly,” Ianto said as he followed the Doctor toward the chest.
“So you really are better than the rest of us then,” she said, the Doctor could just imagine the twist of her mouth as she spoke, but he still only had eyes for the chest in front of him. Gallifreyan symbols were etched onto the edges, the lid open a fraction.
“Not better, different,” he answered as he ran his fingers over the writing.
“What is it?” Owen asked.
The Doctor opened the lid just far enough so that he could peer inside and quickly snapped it shut again. “Something we need to destroy as soon as possible.”
“I don’t think so Mr Smith,” a familiar voice said. When The Doctor turned he was greeted with the sight of Saxon as he strode toward them.
“I’m sorry sir, I don’t think you quite understand-” the Doctor began.
“Oh I understand perfectly, Mr Smith,” Saxon drawled as he drew to a halt in the Doctors personal space. He glanced down at the box beside them. “As do you, apparently,” he added and pressed his finger into the Doctor’s chest.
“Yeah,” the Doctor breathed.
“Yeah," he mimicked. "I think we need to have a little chat you and I, don’t you?” Saxon asked a hint of danger in his smile.
He turned swiftly and headed toward the dirt road where the Doctor could see his driver waited by a car.
“Ianto!” Saxon called back. “Get that lot packed up, put it in the securest room we have, then triple the security on that room!”
“Yes, sir,” Ianto replied, having already reached for his phone.
“Mr Smith!” Saxon called from where he now held the door open to the car.
“Wait,” Rose grabbed his arm as he started to walk. “What are you going to tell him?” she asked.
“You mean what am I going to tell him that I haven’t told you?”
“No, that’s not what I meant,” she began.
“Tick tock, John! You can talk to your little girlfriend later; I don’t have time for this!”
The Doctor pulled his arm from Rose’s grip and headed up toward the car. “Sorry Mr Saxon,” he said as he ducked his head down and climbed into the back of the car.
“No matter, it didn’t take too much to pry you away from her did it?” he smiled briefly. The Doctor stuck to his policy of not rising to the bait. “We’ll wait until we get back home to conduct our conversation, I think,” he said and pulled out a palm pilot. The Doctor caught a flash of the screen reflected in the window. Solitaire. He grinned.
“Sounds good,” the Doctor responded, he glanced out of the window,not quite sure what to expect next. His stomach clenched with a familiar excited anticipation of which he had almost forgotten the feeling.
“Oh it’s going to be good, I’m sure of that.”
Title: Enter the Judoon
Series: A Good Old Normal, Human Life (Part Four)
Word Count: (so far) 5637
Summary: What happens after the Doctor leaves Rose and his human counterpart behind on Pete's world?
Character/s: The (Human) Doctor, Harold Saxon, Rose, Tish Jones, Ianto Jones
Pairings: Bit of TenII/Rose, (will mainly be Doctor/Master or Smith/Saxon in future parts)
A/N: Most screen caps from the SonicBiro site, or the power of google-fu
Catch up : PROLOGUE, Welcome to Number Ten, Mr Smith, Saxon and Smith
ENTER THE JUDOON
After several weeks the Doctor had managed to organise his desk pretty well. He had his in-trays, different coloured sticky notes, pens, multicoloured paperclips. What he hadn’t had yet was any real work.
In the end Ianto had taken pity on him and granted him access to the Torchwood database of known alien species and told him to document everything he knew of his universes’ inhabitants and collate it. However he wasn’t to put it in the main database as it might not correlate with this universe.
Thus the Doctor had constructed his own database based upon the Torchwood template and able to fully interface with it. You could pull up an entry in one (searched via co-ordinates) and it would give you the option of viewing the comparative entry for his universe in his new database program.
That took a couple of days.
“I’m sure it will pick up soon,” Rose said one evening as she scraped burnt baked beans off the bottom of a pan. “There can’t be galactic crises every other day.”
“But I could do something else,” The Doctor complained. “I’m smarter than all the humans he’s got working for him.”
“The humans? I think you’ll find you’re one of us lowly human beings now,” she said tightly as she scrubbed harder.
“Not really, bigger brain for one; couldn’t hold that big ol’ time lord memory otherwise. I could probably do Tish’s job in my sleep, Ianto’s in the bath and Jason’s, well-”
“Enough!” Rose snapped and threw the pan into the sink. Suds flew everywhere, some landed in her hair and on her face. She brushed them away in irritation. “If you’re gonna fit in here you can’t just go around saying you’re all superior to everyone else! You’re human, just like Tish and Ianto, and Jason and me.”
“That doesn’t mean I can’t be smarter though, Rose. And it’s not like I can help it.”
She looked at him for a moment and then closed her eyes briefly, “Sometimes I wonder if my mum’s right about you, you know,” she said and wandered off in the direction of their makeshift study.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” he demanded. She didn’t answer.
He turned back to the sink and went about using his big old time lord brain to remove the burnt food from the bottom of the saucepan.
“We’ve got aliens in a local Country Park,” Ianto said the next morning as the Doctor strolled in.
“What kind?” he asked as he leant on his desk.
Ianto looked at him for a moment, silently asking him to suspend his disbelief for the next few minutes, “Reports coming in say they’re rhino’s; walking, talking rhinoceroses.”
“Judoon.”
“You know them?”
“They’re in the database,” the Doctor replied and indicated his computer with a tilt of his head.
“It’d take me years to read that entire thing,” Ianto shook his head. “You’re coming with me then,” he said decisively.
“Really?” the Doctor grinned and followed Ianto through the halls of Number Ten, down several flights of stairs and through several security locked doors to a room the Doctor had never entered before. It was lined with metal draws along one side of the room.
Ianto stepped up to a small one and touched it briefly, it slid open. He pulled out a familiar looking wrist-strap and secured it round his wrist.
“Where did you get that?” The Doctor frowned.
“We confiscated it from a Time Agent, we also had him in confinement but he disappeared before we could question him,” Ianto explained.
“His name wasn’t Jack was it?”
“No, John. Why do you ask?”
“No reason,” the Doctor shrugged. “Is that how we’re getting there then?”
“The rest of the team are onsite, they’re just waiting for you, Sir,” Ianto told him. The Doctor stepped forward and wrapped his hand around Ianto’s wrist. “Hold on!”
He did.
* * *
It turned out the Judoon were there on orders from the Shadow Proclamation to search the woods of Black Forest Park, Earth for some sort of item of significant cultural value. However, they had yet to determine exactly what the artefact was.
“The problem is,” The Doctor told Ianto in an undertone, “that lethal force is allowed in the recovery of items of cultural value.”
“Well whose bloody stupid rule is that?” another man interrupted.
“Mr Smith, this is Owen Harper. Owen this is John Smith,” Ianto introduced.
“Pleasure to meet you, as I was saying...” Owen waved his hand.
“The Shadow Proclamation, clause,” he paused as his mind blanked. “Three hundered and something. I think,” he frowned.
“Fantastic,” Owen rolled his eyes as a jeep pulled up behind them.
“Bout time you turned up Tyler!” Owen called as Rose jumped out of the car. “Been swanning around with your new fella?” he asked as she walked over to them.
“Seems he was swanning around with you guys,” she said and flashed the Doctor a quick smile before she glanced over to where the Judoon were still trampling around the woods.
“Judoon.”
“Yep.”
“Huh.”
“It seems they’re after some sort of artefact,” Ianto explained.
“And they’re allowed to gank us all to get to it,” Owen added.
“Any idea what-?” she was interrupted by the ground shaking beneath them as all the Judoon congregated around one area not too far from them.
“I think they found something,” Owen said dryly as they all walked closer to get a better look.
Not surprisingly they couldn’t see past the hoards of Judoon very well. From what the Doctor could translate it was a chest of some kind. The Judoon debated amongst themselves for a moment whether or not to open it, in order to verify its contents.
“What are they-?” Rose began, but the Doctor ssh’d her. They’d decided to open the chest. As soon as he heard the first lock break a rush of awareness swept down his spine, even in his very human body he recognised it for what it was.
He stood up straight and pulled Ianto with him by the wrist so that he stood just behind the Doctor.
“Stop!” he commanded. As one the mass of Judoon turned to face him, those with weapons drew them and aimed.
“Oh great,” Owen muttered.
“As per Article Seventeen of the Shadow Proclamation I demand you turn over those artefacts to me. As a member of the race they belong to and the only one you’ll find anywhere round here, I claim the contents of that chest as mine.”
One of the Judoon lowered their weapon, it stepped forward and pullied out a scanner which it pointed at the Doctor. The Doctor blinked into the blue light for a moment before it beeped and the Judoon lowered it.
“Human and Time Lord DNA,” it intoned. “Your claim is valid.”
Within seconds the Judoon had disappeared in several flashes of light. Apparently the Judoon in this universe were a little more technologically advanced, enough to save them the walk to and from their ship anyway.
“Well, that was easy,” Owen clapped his hands together. “So, part Time Lord then? Bit more special than you look, eh?”
“Why didn’t you say something?” Rose asked. “I thought you were human now.”
“Mostly,” the Doctor said, not taking his eyes of the chest and walking forward as he answered.
“Mostly?” she asked.
“It makes sense, I doubt a normal human brain could handle all that information, or work that quickly,” Ianto said as he followed the Doctor toward the chest.
“So you really are better than the rest of us then,” she said, the Doctor could just imagine the twist of her mouth as she spoke, but he still only had eyes for the chest in front of him. Gallifreyan symbols were etched onto the edges, the lid open a fraction.
“Not better, different,” he answered as he ran his fingers over the writing.
“What is it?” Owen asked.
The Doctor opened the lid just far enough so that he could peer inside and quickly snapped it shut again. “Something we need to destroy as soon as possible.”
“I don’t think so Mr Smith,” a familiar voice said. When The Doctor turned he was greeted with the sight of Saxon as he strode toward them.
“I’m sorry sir, I don’t think you quite understand-” the Doctor began.
“Oh I understand perfectly, Mr Smith,” Saxon drawled as he drew to a halt in the Doctors personal space. He glanced down at the box beside them. “As do you, apparently,” he added and pressed his finger into the Doctor’s chest.
“Yeah,” the Doctor breathed.
“Yeah," he mimicked. "I think we need to have a little chat you and I, don’t you?” Saxon asked a hint of danger in his smile.
He turned swiftly and headed toward the dirt road where the Doctor could see his driver waited by a car.
“Ianto!” Saxon called back. “Get that lot packed up, put it in the securest room we have, then triple the security on that room!”
“Yes, sir,” Ianto replied, having already reached for his phone.
“Mr Smith!” Saxon called from where he now held the door open to the car.
“Wait,” Rose grabbed his arm as he started to walk. “What are you going to tell him?” she asked.
“You mean what am I going to tell him that I haven’t told you?”
“No, that’s not what I meant,” she began.
“Tick tock, John! You can talk to your little girlfriend later; I don’t have time for this!”
The Doctor pulled his arm from Rose’s grip and headed up toward the car. “Sorry Mr Saxon,” he said as he ducked his head down and climbed into the back of the car.
“No matter, it didn’t take too much to pry you away from her did it?” he smiled briefly. The Doctor stuck to his policy of not rising to the bait. “We’ll wait until we get back home to conduct our conversation, I think,” he said and pulled out a palm pilot. The Doctor caught a flash of the screen reflected in the window. Solitaire. He grinned.
“Sounds good,” the Doctor responded, he glanced out of the window,not quite sure what to expect next. His stomach clenched with a familiar excited anticipation of which he had almost forgotten the feeling.
“Oh it’s going to be good, I’m sure of that.”
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Yay! Slowly bringing in the Torchwood team! Got Ianto and Owen now. Missing Jack, Gwen, and Tosh.
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A bit of Torchwood should always be thrown in :)
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