Doctor Who: The Sontaran Stratagem Novels & Stories

“Ah, I was wondering about when you were going to make your move, doctor, but I think you are entirely different from what they said about you.” Antonio said as he calmly continued pissing and his grey eyes stared at me in interest and curiosity. “So no introductions needed, good. Then you will know why you are about to die right now.” I said sarcastically when he finished and pulled up his zipper and pointed at the sink, asking silently to wash his hands. I narrowed my eyes at him, but when he moved toward the sink, I didn’t stop him. I kept following him with my knife still an inch away from one of his arteries.

The signal. "What did you just do?" "Called for help. You didn't think I'd come alone, did you?” The door exploded open. Frank came through first, gun raised. Six armed men followed. "Dr. Chen. Step away from the doctor." Chen didn't move. "You're making a mistake." "The only mistake I made was letting you breathe this long." Frank advanced slowly. "Drop the scalpel." "Antonio won't let this stand." "Antonio thinks you're a liability. You think he cares about you? One phone call, one planted document, and Antonio will have you killed within the hour."

“This isn’t your fight.” “Everything is my fight when it involves you,” he replied smoothly, pushing off the wall. The shadows around him shifted ,alive with his dark power. “And I couldn’t let you ruin all the fun by getting rid of the good doctor here.” I glanced at Dr. Morrow. She was looking at me now, her eyes wide with fear “You don’t have to do this,” she said quickly. “I can help you. You don’t know what the GHC has been hiding—”

The other were pleading and trembling with fear at the same time. "Twenty-four hours. I thought I made myself clear" Eric growled. The animalistic sound made them tremble more. Where was Iyaki to stop this? Obviously he would only show up to ruin her plans not when he was truly needed. Estel thought bitterly. "We tried our best… ." "I. Don't. Care" He seethed, eyes growing darker each second. "Cain shoot" He ordered and everyone stiffened. Cain pulled the trigger in a heartbeat and screams erupted. The Doctor fell to the floor, a bullet in the head.

He was no longer Lucas; he was transforming into a massive Black Mechanism, a being created purely for destruction. The clone Sophia burst into laughter. “Look, Sophia! Your beloved husband is now my chief commander. He’s coming to kill you. This is the true tragedy of the Moreno bloodline!” From the surface of the pyramid, thousands of small spider-like flying drones emerged, rushing toward us over the ocean. Sona didn’t hesitate. Raising his tiny hands, he unleashed a massive golden beam. Hundreds of drones exploded at once, crashing into the sea. “Mom! We have to save Dad!” Sona shouted. “The virus core inside his processor is still unstable—we have to tear it out!”

In response, the doctor smiled and left after closing the door. It was a few seconds after the doctor left when finally, the lids on Georgia’s eyes started moving until they fully exposed her hazel-brown eyes that haven’t seen light for a while. For some reason, she felt frozen, as if she hadn't moved in her lifetime. Her eyes that met the chandelier in the middle of the pastel-colored ceiling then averted to her right side when she noticed a figure–and finally the warmth in one of her hands.

How dare a mere Pack’s Doctor touch my possession! Caught up with madness, I barged inside, and the door broke. The Doctor turned towards me to offer a salutation. However, my impulsive action rendered his gesture futile as I swiftly lunged toward him and seized his collar in an upward motion. My arm was now covered in fur, and my claws had become sharpened. With great force, I grasped his neck and tightened my grip. Using significant force, I forcefully pressed him against the wall with my hand, constricting his neck. Despite this, upon examining his countenance, he appeared to flinch noiselessly as if he was not experiencing any discomfort.

My entire body felt so incredible that I couldn't even think straight or care if he was right or wrong. Soon, I could feel a stream flowing beneath me. He roughly pried my legs apart and took in the sight. "The flow of the toxic energy is too slow. I need to clear it for you." Then, he pulled out his huge manhood and aimed straight at me. Fuck! A size like that would totally break me! I began to panic. This wasn't a doctor's visit; it was an affair! I quickly snapped my legs shut, but Chad was far too strong. He shoved them wide and threw them over his shoulders.

Sora said. He knelt and pressed his hand into the ash. The ground rippled. A low-frequency vibration traveled through the earth, acting as a sonar. He felt the impact of heavy boots three miles to the North. Six signatures. Faster than humans. Stronger than Vardan. "They’re coming for the blood," Sora said, standing up. "They think the Progenitor Strain is a resource to be reclaimed." Vardan drew his combat blade, the obsidian surface catching the dim light of the violet embers. "How long?"

I called out to the sister I had lost, to the girl who had sacrificed herself to save a world that was now being sold to the highest bidder. *Selene! Can you hear me? Break the thread!* The room began to shake. The glass pillars vibrated, the violet mists inside them churning violently. "What are you doing?" Vane’s face paled. "The system is unstable! Stop her!" The droids raised their arms, but Rowan was faster. He threw a smoke grenade—a relic from the Council’s armory—and the room disappeared in a cloud of gray grit. I heard the sound of metal clashing on metal, the roar of Rowan’s voice, and the frantic clicking of Vane’s watch.