Date: Mon, 16 Jan 2012 21:45:44 -0500 (EST) From: J Subject: Doctor Who, Jesse, and Jeremy 112 The 9th Doctor (Chris Eccleston) was standing over the main console in the white TARDIS room, the larger one once used by his First Incarnation. He was wearing a green sweater under a black leather jacket and black pants. He was shifting his weight from leg to leg and a bit jumpy, impatient waiting for the TARDIS to respond. K9 hovered silently nearby. Jeremy came in and stretched, the slightly, short, sexy shirt he wore parting from the top of the blue pants he wore, revealing a sexy navel and worked out on abs. He had on a yellow polo shirt. A blue baseball cap matched his shining blue eyes. The Doctor smiled quickly at him and looked back at his console. Jeremy yawned as he stretched and then looked at the Doctor, "You've changed." "Oh no, not again! I like this face, mind you, the ears..." "Not that. You've changed clothes," Jeremy said. Jeremy himself had on a blue NY Yankees baseball cap, over his very blond, head of hair. Jesse came in behind Jeremy. His blond hair was flattened down his head and longer than Jeremy's. He wore a checkered button down shirt, only the collar of which could be seen from under a very dark green shirt that gave the illusion of being dark blue or even black, rolled up at the sleeves. He also wore a silver belt buckle low under his navel, which also was sometimes revealed when he stretched but mostly the shirt was ending where belt buckle and pants met it. He had a silver ring on his middle finger. And a blue-green wrist band. He looked like: http://trialx.com/curetalk/wp-content/blogs.dir/7/files/2011/04/gcelebrities/Jesse_Mccartney-3.jpg Jesse smiled, "U Boat commander?" The Doctor looked down at himself, as if for the first time noticing what Jesse said. Jesse added, "That would have come in handy in the last place you plopped us." The Doctor waved him off, "No use blamin' me. Not my fault...the, ahh, TARDIS..." "Yeah, yeah, yeah," Jesse came over to him and kissed him on the cheek and he noticed the Doctor bristle somewhat but didn't mention it. Jeremy started to squeal and made both of the other two wince, "YOU PUT UP A CHRISTMAS TREE!" Indeed, in the corner of the far end of the large console room, there was a Christmas Tree and far from being pathetic as this Doctor was prone to be with such matters, it was a huge, well decorated affair and had boxes under it. And a large angel on top. With its arms crossed and its eyes shut. The Doctor took his turn at, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I thought since it was Christmas in my, uhm, nightmare, I'd sort of try to celebrate it." Jesse smiled, "I thought," and leaned on the Doctor's right shoulder and put a hand on it, "...since we're sort of timeless in here, you don't DO Christmas." "I do you, innit that enough?" Jeremy shook a box, "And gifts! With your names on it!" He squealed again and ran at the Doctor, who didn't see this. "Now don't go making a fuss over it or I'll..." Jeremy ran at him, turned him to himself and hugged him tightly, gripping him around the entire body. "Typical, absolutely typical!" "I love you!" Jeremy squealed. "Argh, what the hell," Jesse said and hugged them both, even though it was difficult as this Doctor was taller than most and Jeremy was always tall, both taller than he. "I love you both!" They both could feel the Doctor stiffen and he realized it himself. He knew it was the former vestiges of this Doctor's baggage but he shook it off and broke the hug, then encompassed both in a large hug, "I love you both too!" "You do?" Jesse played mischievous. He had a glint in his eyes and that wry turn on his usually thick lips "I do!" The Doctor said, "Remember it’s still me,” he squeezed, "Some of the brain cells of this particular Doctor..." he broke the hug and looked at them and then at the console, "...are still weighted down by the baggage of the Last Time War...there were something like Five...the number keeps changing..” he put out a little laugh, "...imagine that! But you two ...more than any others I've ever been with...have fully accepted me in any body..." "Well, except the fat ones!" Jesse was quick to admit. "And the old ones," Jeremy joked. "Yes, well, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, so very sorry," The Doctor shook it off, “Last vestiges from my last self or I mean my future last self or my last future self? Not sure. Point is it is still me…and you've still loved me no matter what." "I'm sure the others still thought of you as the Doctor..." Jeremy added. "And we've had more time to adjust to it, research it, that sort of thing." "Nah, it ain't that," Jesse winked at them both, "It's just that we’re better." Jeremy laughed, embarrassed. The Doctor smiled at Jesse and moved to him, grabbed his head and kissed his red lips, “You are." He left Jesse dazed. "No...you are." The TARDIS made a sound as if it were going to land. Then the room shook and the tree stayed in place. "Gravity adjusters working, Master." "Never mind the tree, K9!" The Doctor gasped and held onto the console and grabbed a whirling Jeremy at the same time and took him into his right arm while holding on with his left hand. "What's happening now?" "Program set for Gallifrey!" K9 stated, "We are passing its barriers!" "Can you do that?" Jeremy asked. "Yeah, I thought nothing could get past Gallfrey's forcefields and shit," Jesse held on at the other side, where he had been flung. "Alittle adjustments I made," the Doctor, with his Northern accent said, "SO we might be able to get through..." "If not?" Jesse asked. "Usually, ships that cannot get through just get bounced off or experience a mild tremor and leave but in our case..." the Doctor said, "With my adjustments not working, we'll be incinerated to smithereens..." "Terrific!" Jesse gasped, sarcastically... Jeremy turned toward the console room closet to get pads, for he was sure they were going to get knocked about again in the whirlwind and facing him were two giant nostrils hanging in the air. He blinked and soon, a titanic head filled the air around the nostrils. Jaws of razor sharp teeth. Beady eyes focused on him. He swallowed and knew not to move. A giant T-Rex stomped a huge foot close to him...it opened its mouth and sniffed near him... STING into the 9th Doctor opening theme.... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6sZ3W7-DE38 TARDIS twirls down a blue and white and red corridor. The ribs of it pass along, many holes passing. It emerges out of a blue corridor and spins to face a red hole and stops. It then starts down the red corridor again and we see... Chris Eccleston... More vortex... Jeremy Sumpter... More vortex... Jesse McCartney... A sideways diamond elongated with the name DOCTOR WHO...two boy shapes...Jesse and Jeremy in titles....more TARDIS spinning, one time over top...and ending by emerging into space... The T Rex snorted into his face, knocking his baseball cap off his head. Jeremy fought the tendency to want to shut his eyes and kept them open despite the wind from the thing's nostrils. It moved at him closer and was about to touch him when it vanished...Jeremy tried to find his voice, and rasped, "DOCTOR, did you see that? A T-Rex, in the TARDIS! What's happening?" The Doctor, "It's a TIME STORM!!!!" (music from the opening of act 1 in the LOST IN SPACE episode WILD ADVENTURE) A time storm of images filled the TARDIS console room in a cloud. LET'S DO THE TIME WARP ON THE PATHWAY TO PELADON By Innout fading into... The Wright Brothers. A plane flying through the room. Jeremy at the console ducked as a propeller passed him. Jesse held onto the console on the other side and reached out as a basket in a river passed him by. He was sure, he was not sure how, that a baby was inside it and that it was Moses. As the Doctor used one hand to work the console, Jeremy knew that he was holding the Doctor back so he pushed off the Doctor and into...a gladiator with a sword waving right at him. He ducked and was flung off the console toward the doors. The gladiator swung at the Doctor and missed and was then whisked away like the other images. A World War One motor bike came racing through the console room, the driver wearing goggles, making him scarier than he had to be. Jesse looked back at it and then looked ahead to a large horse drawn carriage coming right at him. He let go of the console and was flung toward the wall but then a shift in the TARDIS flung him the other way...toward the carriage and horses. He managed to duck into a full somersault and missed it but landed hard near the hat rack, which he grabbed onto with both hands. He then realized he was feet first up in the air and head toward the floor. He turned himself upright, unaware that one of the Mona Lisa pictures in a frame cascaded from out of the wall behind him and moved sideways, passing Jeremy on one side and the Doctor on the other. The Doctor ignored it all, working feverishly at the console, trying to move about it with knick knacks from time passing him by. Jeremy looked at the console and saw Babe Ruth about to hit a baseball pitched to him...right at his own head. Despite the danger, Jeremy smiled: he always loved baseball. The ball flew over his head and he managed to duck out of its path. When he looked up Babe Ruth was gone. Replaced by Annie Oakley pointing a gun at him, "Draw, stranger!" She, too, vanished. A pirate replaced her and Jeremy ducked from the swing of his sword. It looked like Captain Jack Sparrow. Jeremy threw himself back at the console, "Can I help?" "NO!" The Doctor yelled, "Yes! Just stay safe! Get under there!" He shoved Jeremy's head under the console and Jeremy grabbed hand holds to put himself under it but the floor kept shifting. Jeremy saw a head: the head of Houdini as he sat at a séance. A Salem Witch hunter which swung a torch at the Doctor from behind. The Doctor ducked and the torch passed overhead and then was blown out, the hunter gone. Jesse, from the hat stand, which he used to prop himself between two curves in the walls, saw a kite and electricity. He knew Ben Franklin when he saw him. There were other figures: Billy the Kid and Theodore Roosevelt, which passed quickly. A woman pushed a wheelchair passed him, almost running over his feet: Eleanor and Franklin Roosevelt. A giant vacuum cleaner swept at Jeremy under the console. It almost hit his head. "That's it! I'm not staying under here!" He said this as he moved away from the area and was thrown once more at the door area. He tried to hold onto the roundels there and had some success until... Cleopatra seemed the most real. She appeared in front of Jeremy, seductively. Jeremy was un-phased, "I'm not into that, lady." She grabbed his crotch and then took both hands to force open his mouth. She put one hand over his open mouth and with her other hand tried to drop poison down his throat. Jeremy felt great strength came from her but he was able to lift his knee up and knee her in the side while also pushed her away. Caesar, Lincoln, Mark Twain as a boy, Charles Dickens (whom the Doctor waved to, "Hello, Charlie!"), Washington (whom Jesse said, "Hello fucker, remember almost having us shot?") who passed by in a small canoe, an Arab tribesman sword fighting with an Ottoman Turk passing and almost skewering Jesse in between their sword fight, Clara Barton, Robin Hood, Lindbergh in yet another plane passing through the TARDIS, Louis Pasteur, Sam Gompers, Harriet Tubman being chased by fiendish looking hounds (one of the dogs looked up at the Doctor who stood firm and growled his own at it and made it whimper off, amazing Jesse and making him laugh, even in all this) and Douglas MacArthur (saying, "I shall return."). On the scanner was a group of Cybermen, Sontarans, Daleks, Wirn, and even Krynoids. The image kept cutting out, static filling the screen at intermittent times... Cybervoice, "Doctor...past enemies....future...friendly...Daleks...Cybermen, lost ship out of time, comrades imprisoned on Gallifrey...changing time..." The Doctor kept working at the console, spinning wheels, pulling the lever, and pushing buttons, "That Cyberman, sent us a recall signal. To help us get to Gallifrey!" "It's not working properly!" Jesse yelled. The Doctor blinked as a huge form rose out of the main console...the piece that moves up and down. A US astronaut suit rose up out of the center. The Doctor squinted. The spacesuit breathed at him. "Oh no, not this again." He squinted and moved his head closer. "Oh thank goodness." It appeared to be…Neil Armstrong. (Music from 11th Doctor promos) "That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind." The space suit came at the Doctor and then vanished. The Doctor sighed. “Not a River this time!" "No, a bleeding ocean!!!" Jesse yelled as a huge wall of water came rushing in, almost drowning him. He held on as water came from the walls. The hat stand held in place though. The Titanic came crashing through the TARDIS walls, water following it. A small row boat passed by. Jesse yelled, "That's…that's…Kathy Bates!" "No, Misery," the Doctor said, without glancing back, "That's Molly Brown!" He sounded fascinated, "Fantastic! Unsinkable, she is!" He put a fist in the air. "Doctor, do something!" Jeremy yelled as the ship moved on into the room, loud alarms sounding out, and horn blowing, and then sank out of the floor of the TARDIS, water splashing up from the floor. "I AM TRYING!" As Jesse spit out water, the entire troop of YOUNG RIDERS rode their Pony Express through. A phantom Jack the Ripper stood in front of Jesse. He screamed as the Ripper pulled a huge dagger out of his spectral cape. Jesse saw as a light from the vortex appeared on the face of the Ripper and he saw the face of Prince Albert Victor and somehow it changed into Prince Charles. The knife just tapped his chest and then clanged to the floor as the Ripper vanished, the knife following seconds later. Jeremy ducked as Joe Louis threw a punch at him. He then realized Max Schmeling was somehow behind him INSIDE the doors. He ducked and Max and Louis vanished, too. They heard the sound of a phone ringing and a voice saying, "Mr. Watson, come here, I want you!” Jesse gasped, "Don't cum, I don't want you!” "TRY HARDER!" Jeremy yelled. He looked up. Jesse looked up. "HARDER IS RIGHT!" Jesse gasped. The point of a sword tilted at Jesse's nose. He backed up against the wall, gripping the hat stand tighter. Strong but delicate hands appeared on the end of the sword. A tall, lanky long haired blond appeared, arms first, slightly bulging biceps, fair shoulders, pale skin. His head of hair appeared, long lush, blond, shoulder length. Blue gray eyes. A slight bit of stubble on chin. He held a long sword that seemed to be about 15 feet in front of him. Jesse noticed it as the fair haired Jamie Campbell Bower lookalike held the point back from him. Jesse looked down and could not help but notice the almost equally long penis the completely naked King sported, sticking up along the same path as the sword. Jesse's eyes widened, "Excalibur! King Arthur!" Jesse was about to let go of the hat stand and move at the boy king, "Now, you, I do want. And please do cum! I'm going to!" The skinny but muscled, svelte King looked serious enough (especially with strands of hair loosely hanging over his forehead and eyes) to try to run Jesse through. He straightened the sword level to Jesse's belly and made an elbow thrust! Jesse put the hat stand crossways, "That's not the sword I wanted you to stick me with!" Just as the point was mere fraction of an inch from his stomach, it vanished. Jesse looked up and the beautiful King from Camelot vanished slowly from his sight, penis last, it hung there in the air, thick and uncut, dripping... Jesse blinked, “I...I think he liked me. And I liked him," He looked down at his crotch and then up, "Geeze!" He looked further up at the ceiling as his eye caught that something had changed, "DOCTOR!" The entire top of the ceiling of the TARDIS had become the bottom of a giant, rocket ship. "Doctor, look!" Jeremy gasped. "Intercontinental ballistic missile!" The Doctor yelled, "Titan One! 1959!" It looked as if it were ready to fire. Large gigantic cones that went inward were awfully close to them. A voice was doing a countdown. (countdown music from FUTUREKIND segment of season three of DOCTOR WHO, new series; also used in promo to season four as Donna faces the knife in FIRES OF POMPEII)... The countdown voice sounded like Dick Tufeld...the robot in LOST IN SPACE... 10... Two engines, smaller, seemed to ignite already, orange glows coming from their smaller round holes... 9... A build up of a loud hum… 8... Jeremy trying to cover his ears but as he let go, he was thrown to the floor... 7… Jesse gasping as he looked down, seemingly blown by wind from the rocket... 6... K9 flying away from the rocket holes... 5... The Doctor working at the console...running around it, hitting switches... 4... The scanner screen opening again and showing the rocket blasting off...all engines firing... 3... Jeremy: "Doctor!" 2... Jesse: "Doctor!" 1... K9: "Master! Time Limit exceeded!" "I know, K9, I know!" 0... The TARDIS spun down toward a planet and quickly entered the atmosphere, bounced off an electric field and re-hit the field and passed through it into a storm, infested dark blue area. There were rocky quagmires, high blue mountains and a dark stormy sky, gray, dark shades of blue, and with storm clouds all over, lightning illuminating the sky which had a few jellyfish like flying creatures in it. Thunder could be heard. The TARDIS flopped downward and hit ground. "I think I've done it!" The Doctor was thrown off the console toward the doors. Then the shaking stopped. The Doctor recovered and straightened out his shoulders within his jacket. He moved to Jeremy who was kneeling, "Okay, lad?" "Lad okay," Jeremy stood up, "Just recovering, getting my sense of time back." "Okay, too, K'm okay," Jesse shook his head and let go of the hat stand which he had used to plank himself between curves in the wall when he, too, had been tossed from his hand hold on the console. Jeremy ran to the Christmas Tree, "The trees okay, too!" "Never mind that,” the Doctor said, "We have more pressing issues." "Like what? Landing properly?" Jesse rubbed his shoulder, dropping the hat stand in the proper place this time. "Don't blame me, Jesse. I made it through." "Oh, how impressive," Jesse said, sarcastically. “I am so impressive." "You wish," Jeremy smiled, "We're probably not even on Gallifrey." "We are," the Doctor opened the doors and lightning and thunder greeted them. "A warm Gallefrean welcome. Typical." "We do have to find and save Damon, if he's in trouble." Jeremy reminded him. "IF," the Doctor said, "He's probably just fine." He turned to the doors, "Okay, this is the best part..." "Oh, you're such a show off," Jesse moved to the doors after checking the instruments, "Even I know how to do this." He opened the doors which creaked and was followed by both his companions. "Hey, I don't remember it making that creaking sound..." “Did it all the time for a couple thousand years," The Doctor said. "Hey, lookatthat!" Jeremy stood back. "I haven't seen it do that for..." "Last time it did that, I think it were in the Great Wall of China," the Doctor put his hands on his hips, "Blimey." Jesse smiled, "What be a police box?" "You know it's never going to not be a police box." "Do I?" The Doctor put his hand on the side wood door or what looked like the wood. The front of the TARDIS doors were all that they could see of the Police Box. The frame was embedded in a huge rock face. Looking up, they saw the giant canyon that was attached to the TARDIS or the TARDIS was attached to extended thousands of miles upward. The rock also hovered over head as the face of it curved over them, like some giant, natural overhang. It made them feel as if they were inside as there was a great deal of shade. Ahead was a gray rocky planet. "I think we...we're on top a cliff.” "No thinking," Jeremy came back in after moving outward to a ledge. "We are." He led them out, "Come see." It was starting to lightly drizzle under the gray sky. "And that," the Doctor pointed, "Is...oh my, I've been here before." "When?" Jesse asked. "Many times," The Doctor said, "This year should be...what the TARDIS said..." Jeremy and Jesse looked at each other with skeptical glances. He realized this and frowned. "Circa ohhh, 4135," is what he said, his nose in the air, his chest out as if he were proud. "C'mon, I want to see if my old companion Erimem and her husband Pelleas are still alive. They'd be..." He did some calculations with his fingers, "Oh dear. Oh my." Jesse asked, "Dead by now? "Quite possibly, although Erimem might be longer lived then normal present day Earth people, for she was from 1400 BC...people tended to live longer back then...than in your time, although you two will have lived longer than all of them thanks to the TARDIS and I," he puffed himself up again, making the boys sigh. "Then again, mid 39th century humans live about 120 years, too. Although as for Pelleas, some Peladonians live a very short time but some are very long lived, by Earth standards." "Rambling again." Jesse commented. "They were my friends." "Were?" “Are." "Do you just forget them?" Jeremy asked. "I would never forget them or you two. That's for sure." The Doctor put a hand on the back of each lover and took them to the very edge of the cliff. The Doctor pointed to the giant castle that was embedded in the rock wall. "What we're in..." "...is not each other," Jesse puffed. The Doctor ignored him and kept talking, "...is Mount Megeshra or rather part of it, these tunnels behind us lead to that which is really the mountain where that is located," he looked around, "But there used to be a lot of activity around these here parts," he said in a fake American accent. He resumed his Northern accent, "That's new and yet not." "And just what is that?" Jesse asked, growing impatient. "And how can it be both old and new?" Ahead in the mountain was large stone citadel. "It used to be completely stone and cement but it looks like they've made some new adaptations in the 100 years or so that I've been here." The dark stone was now completely white, giving it a very modern deco look and also...like it had cheap plastic coating over it. "King Erak would be proud. I think. He was quite the savage. And built or rather had it built..." “So are we going?" Jeremy asked. "The, ahh TARDIS needs to re-compensate and I want to check on my companions and if they are dead, then find out how they got on here,” the Doctor smiled, "I think this tunnel should lead directly to the front of the Citadel." "Is that what they call it?" Jesse said, disappointed. "Sure." "Oh." "You sound unimpressed." "Well, I am. And upset. It's that Jeremy and I have both had enough of places called Citadels." The Doctor raised his eyebrows and wrinkled his forehead and looked at Jeremy, who said nothing but nodded “yes." The Doctor shrugged and took a "I don't care" stance and tone but one could tell he was upset now. "Fine, then you two can wait in the TARDIS while I go pokin around a future alien planet." "Not a chance," Jeremy smiled, "You're going no where without us this time." The Doctor put a big grin on his face, stretching it. He looked Jeremy in the eyes and put his arm out and Jeremy put his arm around it. Jesse sighed, "You two are so gay." The Doctor pointed at him with a mischievous and cheeky grin, "Trust me, nothing can get me back inside that TARDIS." "Master," K9 came out, "Brigadier calling." "WHAT? DON'T WANDER OFF!" The Doctor took off, twirling Jeremy's arm by accident, making the tall boy spin, as the Doctor shot inside the TARDIS. He ran to a ticker tape machine and looked at it, "Need..." He watched as the ticker tape uncurled. It began to spit out paper. Outside, Jeremy and Jesse marveled at the TARDIS in the rock wall. Jesse elbowed Jeremy, "Hey, wanna?" "We ...should...wait...for him.” "Oh, you don't have to wait for him to do everything he says, do you?" "No, we can...I guess it'll be okay. I mean this planet, Peladon, should be safe if he's been here some five or six times in the past, right?" "Him? Safe? Maybe not," Jesse said, "But we'll be careful." "Okay, we'll both be careful," Jeremy smiled and put his arm out. "Fuck that," Jesse nodded and started to the tunnel behind them. He stopped, turned and put his arm out, "Oh for fuck's sakes," "OH for fuck's sakes," The Doctor inside the TARDIS console room hit the ticker tape machine, "Enough of this fucking ticker tape machine." He took out his sonic screwdriver. "A bit of jiggery pokery," he said to K9 who floated nearby. He moved to the console and after he worked on it and simultaneously worked on the ticker tape machine, the screen opened up and showed static. "Oh." More static. "Well." “Doctor, my, my, is that you?" The Doctor stood to his full height and smiled, "Brigadier Alistair Gordon Lethbridge Stewart. How nice to see you again." "It is you, isn’t it?" "Of course," the Doctor smiled and touched the sides of his leather jacket. "You've melded with the times and changed with them too," the Brig laughed. "And who else would answer my ticker tape machine request by interrupting the game on telly?" "Soccer?" “Jeopardy." “Oh," the Doctor said, "Have they asked anything about a mysterious man in a phone booth?" "No, no," the Brig said, "So are you the Ninth?" "Not exactly." "Oh, the way others described your ninth body to me it was..." "It is my ninth body but inside it's like the 38th me or rather like the 138th me, I'd rather lost track of how many me's there've been, mate." The Brig blinked, and sarcastically fired back, "Thank you. That makes everything quite clear." "Cor blimey, I supposed it's a bit confusing for someone of your persuasion, old chap. It is my ninth body, sort of, but I'm not the ninth Doctor." "Doctor, you are starting to cut up." "Oh, I didn't mean anything insulting, old friend of mine." "Not that, your image on my telly. Suppose it's for the best as Doris is upset that she's missing the final round of the show." "Brigadier, exactly why have you contacted me, then?" "I'm on Long Island, Doctor, in New York." "Really? That was my most recent home." "We need you here. Things are escalating. Several mysterious items have come to my attention...mysteries of your type..." the image was so bad now, the Doctor could hardly see him. The Brig kept talking but not every word could be heard. "The world..." "I feel like I'm watching a bootleg of a missing episode.” "We need you to get here as soon as you...." The image was gone and the Doctor's poking around could not restore it. The Doctor looked at his devices and saw smoke, "Not good. I suppose it was good that anything came through from over two thousand, one hundred and twenty eight years ago and very many, many light years from Earth. Sigh. I should have given him one of those cell phones a long time ago.” "Negative, Master." “Negative? What do you mean negative?" "You exclaimed more than once a desire not to be bothered by UNIT." "But not by Alistair!" "Affirmative." "You don't sound convinced." "Negative, Master." "Come along, K9," the Doctor said, irritated, to the flying white dog robot. Then when the dog cried, the Doctor changed his tone to one of excitement and mirth, "You'll like this bit, K9. You'll probably want to record Peladon for posterity." He strode through the tunnel, K9 above, "I am in a great mood, K9!" "Master?" "The thought of seeing a civilization thriving that I helped get there!" The Doctor began to sing, "Oh I do like to be beside the seaside, I do like to be..." K9 wasn't listening but recording observations. "The citadel of Peladon is carved almost exactly half way up the side of a sheer mountain. Turrets, walls, and towers are no longer the same color as the black rock of the mountain. Nearly two thousand feet above ground level, it still gives the appearance of an impenetrable fortress..." "We've almost penetrated the fortress, K9....and didn't I tell those two young people not to wander off? Oh and a happy new year to you 2012! They'll never listen, though the tall blond one has some hopes of listening..." They were deep in a tunnel now. K9 has his eyes lit up. "They are both blond, Master." "I meant Jeremy, of course. Jesse rarely listens to me." "Negative, Master. Data banks indicate many times that young Master McCartney has followed directions." “Oh do shut up, K9. Let's go this way," the Doctor pointed one way and went another. Jesse and Jeremy walked in a dark tunnel. “Maybe..." Jesse started to say, "This wasn't the best idea of our's..." "Yeah, we should have at least brought flashlights or a torch..." Jesse shrugged, "Same thing in Britain. I'd ditch both of those for one K9." "Yeah," Jeremy smiled, "It seems to get lighter in there, that way..." he pointed toward two openings and moved toward the one with the green light coming from it, "It must be this mineral on the walls here..." Jesse came to him and looked at the walls. He got in close to Jeremy. "I'm so fucking horny down here...” "You're always fucking horny..." "And you're not?" "Good point but let's keep pushing on...I think..." as he moved ahead, looking at the walls, he didn't see the ground give way under him. He and Jesse plunged straight down....they both screamed... STING INTO THE CHRIS ECCLESTON DOCTOR WHO THEME SONG... NEXT TIME...accompanied by Chris Eccleston Doctor Who version of the theme song The Doctor breaks a spear over his raised knee, "I'm talking here! So just shut it!" "It's a pit...of monsters..." "They're having a carnival down here." "It's a carnival of monsters down here." The Doctor comes running down the cave, "Jeremy! Jesse!" "You Slyvest twins are not supposed to be here." "Don't give us away or they'll kill us all." Spears from two Peladonian bodyguards, both exactly alike, point at the Doctor's chest. "Doctor!" Jeremy gasped. The two bodyguards are tall, lean muscle boys with long black hair and are almost totally naked. "He's...a Time Lord...and he's...dead." "Why didn't he regenerate?" "Someone or some thing's ripped out both his hearts." "What? Where?" "You're standing on what remains of them." "EWL!" Aggedor, the hairy monster biped with a horn, roars at the Doctor, Jesse, and Jeremy. The Doctor holds the sonic screwdriver out which has a light and mirror spinning on top, while singing, to the tune of God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, "Haroon...Haroon, translated means close your eyes, my darling, well three of them at least," "Doctor it's not working!" Jesse gasps. Jeremy is going under though, his eyes flittering. "Jesse, run!" The beast swipes the sonic screwdriver from his hand and the Doctor stares at it but runs, following Jesse and Jeremy! Aggedor runs at them, claws swiping, roaring! The roar continues into the...final sting into the full end theme of new Doctor Who season one... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nm0OwfwSXa4 Doctor Who...Christopher Eccleston Jeremy Sumpter....Jeremy Sumpter Jesse McCartney...Jesse McCartney King Arthur...Jamie Campbell Bower Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart...Nicholas Courtney Wilbur Wright...Ed Begley Jr. Orville Wright...Donald Petrie Gladiator...Dan Vadis WW1 driver...Jon Erik Hexum Billy the Kid...Robert Walker Jr. Harry Houdini...Tony Curtis Thomas Edison...Steven Keats Jack the Ripper...Klaus Kinski Babe Ruth...William Bendix Cleopatra...Elizabeth Taylor Max Schmeling... Joe Louis...Sam Scarber Charles Lindburgh...Jonathan Frakes George Washington...Peter Donat Ben Franklin...Fred Wayne (see Bewitched) Annie Oakley..Barbara Stanwyck Molly Brown...Kathy Bates Alexander Graham Bell...Kipp Gilman Dr. Watson...Linwood Boomer Harriet Tubman...Fay Hauser Robin Hood... Caesar...Jay Robinson Lincoln... Henry Fonda/Ford Rainey Mark Twain as a boy...Rossie Harris Charles Dickens...Simon Callow Arab tribesman...Malachi Throne Ottoman Turk...Mike Kellan Clara Barton...Pat Donahue Louis Pasteur... Will Kuluva Sam Gompers... Joe Dorsey And the entire cast of THE YOUNG RIDERS season three Peladon and Aggedor originally created by Brian Hayles Original theme music...Ron Grainer New theme music composition...Murray Gold Continuity...Innout Director, producer, script editor... Innout BBC Wales...bbc.co... Notes: I could not resist having a sort of Chris Doctor meet the Brig so pardon the slow down scene in the TARDIS with the Brig. It did give me a reason to separate the foursome. The images in the time warp mostly come from VOYAGERS! But some imagery comes from CAMELOT, THE TIME TUNNEL, BEWITCHED and various movies about Jack the Ripper, Annie Oakley, Cleopatra, and Babe Ruth, mostly centered around casting.