Date: Thu, 24 Dec 2015 15:47:45 -0500
From: J
Subject: Doctor Who, Jesse and Jeremy 158

DOCTOR WHO, JEREMY and JESSE 158

FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE AGAIN!

The Doctor looked at the three fallen guards. "Oh my. How could I be so
stupid? I almost forgot...I did forget."  He put his hand in his pocket and
pressed a button.  "There now. Stupid guns."

Jesse and Jeremy ran around a corner. They ran right into two blue suited
guards who had blue caps on. The guards pointed revolvers at them. Jesse's
feet were further out in front of his body and he almost fell back. Jesse
shut his eyes.

There were two, very loud, simultaneous bangs as the guns went off!

"Get their clothes!"  Jeremy yelled as the two guards, with mangled trigger
fingers and hands, groaned in pain and agony as they crumpled to the floor.

Jesse shrugged. "There's a time and a place for all such..."

"Shut up and help me!" Jeremy gasped as the alarms sounded throughout the
complex.

Jesse stripped one guard while Jeremy did the other one. They had to make
due with just the pants because to try to get the top shirts off would have
resulted in some blood, horribly. The two men laid there in agony as other
men came running.

Jeremy patted Jesse's shoulder and nodded. They took off down a corridor,
half dressed. At a jagged corner, Jeremy and Jesse, each on either side of
a new wall, paused to catch their breath. "Did you see that? Their
bullets..."

"The Doctor's here..."

Jesse peered around Jeremy, down the hallway that was actually closer to
Jeremy. About fifty men came running. "Yeah, well, I sure hope he's brought
back up!"  Jesse nodded.

"Move it!" Jeremy put his hands on Jesse and gently shoved. Jesse ran with
little prompting.

Jesse looked behind him and ran semi backwards, unaware two men were behind
him, running at him. One grabbed an arm behind Jesse's back and Jesse
arched in pain. The other ran at Jeremy who was already diving at him
anyway. Jeremy used a double fist to punch the man down and as the other
man, who held Jesse started to talk...Jeremy would later recall the man was
saying something about, "If you cease and desist now, I won't break his
arm," but in the heat of the moment, he wasn't really aware as he tumbled
into the man sideways and smacked his jaw so hard he thinks he broke
it. The man fell off Jesse, almost taking the blond pop star with him.

Jeremy grabbed Jesse's arm to steady him. "All right?"

Jesse nodded.

"Good! Now move again!"  Jeremy pushed him.

Jesse ran. Jeremy took the men's rifles and tossed them at the oncoming
army, slowing some of them down. He turned and ran around a curved wall to
find Jesse staring into a long funnel, a kind of hole to a door he had just
opened. He was briefly angry at him for stopping so suddenly that he almost
collided with him. "What're you...?"

"It's some kind of tunnel. A funnel that leads somewhere. It narrows!
You...we can fight them one at a time."

"Let's not look a gift hole in the mouth! Get in!"

(SOUNDTRACK: NEW SERIES: SEASON ONE: SLITHEEN)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_TYbeNSTpRg&index=5&list=PLD1110BD00889E104

"They have to follow us in one at a time!"  Jesse yelled.

"Just keep going!"  Jeremy yelled as he saw a man come in, a big man,
bigger than even that Jaws guy. "Holy fucking Dolph Lundgen!"  It was true,
the man looked a lot like him and as the man smiled and came at Jeremy, for
effect, he tore his button down white shirt off.

Jeremy had his fists up and sort of reacted to that. "Really?"  He shook
his head sideways a bit. The man came at him and started throwing fists at
him in a controlled boxer sort of way. Jeremy blocked each one at close
quarters. The hard walls of the funnel gave way to softer walls as they
battled and moved. Jeremy moved backwards, Jesse behind him. The walls
became a softer material.

Outside, men with machetes and hatchets of all types tried to hit the soft
material of the funnel. Jesse saw the indents made in the funnel walls but
the material did not break. "It's made of some hard material. They can't
cut through it!"

Jeremy wasn't watching because he had to block every punch thrown. He moved
in closer to the man instead of backing down the funnel. This move was
sudden and as he did it, he hopped up on his toes and was above the giant
of a man. This allowed him to get both his hands behind the man's neck and
as he came down, he took the man's head with him into a guillotine
choke. The man's head came to Jeremy's chest but this left Jeremy unable to
block the punches. He took two to the chest and knew he could not take
more, especially as the man was level to his bare stomach now. He brought
the man's head to the indents made by the hammering dished out by the men
outside. The Dolph head was hit by something large and hard that tried but
failed to rip into the funnel---wielded by an attacker outside the funnel.

The material took the force of the cutting but the knock was hard enough to
make the man fall. Jeremy wasn't sure if the man was dead or not but he had
his own worries. More men were behind that one. Some forty nine or
more. And they came at him, one at a time, which was all there was room
for.

"It feels like an alien spaceship!" Jesse yelled as he had turned and moved
down the funnel shape. It seemed the deeper into it they moved, the funnel
subtly narrowed.

"Maybe some kind of a testing for astronauts traveling in alien
spaceships!"

The next combatant was taller than Jeremy and yet instead of trying to cut
him on his lower regions with his left hand held an army knife and thrust
it forward, for a chest strike. The tall white Anglo Saxon man with a
crewcut, tried to jab the knife into Jeremy's chest and didn't even
elongate his arm all the way. Jeremy leaned backward slightly, knowing it a
dangerous move, for he could be off balanced easily. He slightly leaned
back and down, his mighty glutes flexing as he raised his right leg and
foot kicked the man in the chin, toes to chin, heel to the man's chest. The
ball of his foot hit the man's throat and this felled him quickly. He was
quickly replaced by another man, a short Asian with a face that filled with
joy at the idea of killing. This Asian man was behind the Dolph-like man,
anxious to use a metal handled machete.

The bangs on his forehead flashed up and down as the Asian tossed the
machete but Jeremy swiped it away with the back of his hand and met another
machete that was tossed. The man was now weaponless and startled by that
fact. Jeremy quickly snapped a ju jitsu forefinger point punch to the man's
chin and he fell sideways as other men pushed past him.

They could only get past one at a time for the funnel was not very large,
even though circular.

Jesse had turned to run the way they had been backing up. Jeremy had to
keep his back to the way they were descending. Jesse gasped, "It's getting
smaller!"

Jeremy sidestepped a man about his own size and karate chopped the man's
neck and the man fell.  "I'm not used to hearing that!"

Jesse snapped back, "Me neither!"

"Keep going, there's no turning back!"

"I know!"

A wiry brunette was next and he yelled to cause fear. Jeremy just smiled at
him and then curled the left side of his lip. He nodded for the man to come
at him. The man was younger than the others and looked just a few years
older than Jeremy himself. He reeked of over confidence and
self-indulgence. "Bet you're a top."  Jeremy quipped at the man yelled
again and then reached...with both hands for Jeremy's shoulders. Jeremy
nodded as a dog might in hearing a strange sound.


Jeremy grabbed his right wrist with his own right hand. Then his left arm
slid up to elbow, securing the arm. The wiry, lean attacker immediately
tried to pull away, which straightened the arm already secured. Then as he
struck Jeremy in the face with his left hand – shit, Jeremy thought, did
it hurt -- he pushed off of his hips with his right foot and transitioned
his own left leg to the other side of the man's face.

Then using top core and hip strength, Jeremy pulled his arm to himself
while using both legs to, in essence, push the attacker's body away. The
man's arm straightened dangerously. He yelled as he fell onto his
back. Jeremy both heard, and felt, three distinct cracks as the man
screamed. He had to let that man go to his fall as another behind him
launched at him with...a bow and arrow!

"What the fuck?"  Jeremy fielded three arrows away by using the back of his
hand. It was a Native American officer. He tried for face, neck, and
chest. "You should be ashamed of yourself!"

"I assimilated."

"Just like the Borg."  Jeremy blocked another arrow that moved for his
stomach. He circled his hands up and down and around to field off some
more.

"Bulldog..."

Jeremy made a face at that. "Bulldog?"

"...let me..."  The impatient man behind "Bulldog" tried to throw Chinese
stars at Jeremy and one hit Bulldog in the neck.

Jeremy winced. Bulldog fell and the other man snickered at him. "You really
are a bunch of fucks. This is the government?"  Jeremy caught a star and
returned it to the thrower's shoulder. The thrower, one of those English
guys who trained Asian style, kept throwing more and more, ignoring the one
in his shoulder.

Jeremy blocked all of them quickly. "You really should have that looked
at."

After another throw, Jeremy tossed one back to the man and it hit his
neck. The man gasped and went down. "I am really so, so sorry."

He noticed the funnel material was rubbing his elbows and the sides of his
legs. The tight fit of the funnel was almost too much to accommodate
them. Some of the men in front gave up and fell back but a few more came at
Jeremy, single file.

Jesse squinted. "I think I see an alien. He looks like a Gray."

A figure moved from the end of the funnel to the side.

"We're almost at the end!"

"Oh, good!"

The next man was slightly taller, slightly older and not as arrogant. He
looked part Chinese. He tried to kick up at Jeremy with his right foot but
Jeremy used both wrists out to block it and as the man quickly recovered
and swung his left hand for a kind of karate strike, Jeremy quickly slid
his right arm against it and blocked it away. While he did this, the man
tried to use an undercut fist punch toward Jeremy's stomach so Jeremy who
already had his right arm at the man's left, wrapped that arm and turned
his own body slightly backward...into funnel material, so that the man
could not get his punch off. Oh, the man tried, to his credit, but Jeremy
quickly brought his left fist into the man's stomach. Three times. The man
fell away, his eyes looking up at Jeremy with both appreciation for his
skills and gladness for not being killed.

The next man was stocky and shorter and had black hair and a dark
complexion. He was shirtless, in boxing shorts and had on boxing
gloves. Jeremy almost stopped his continuous backward motion of flight to
gawk. "Well, hullo, Rocky."

Joking, he knew was one way of putting off his enemy but if this man were
dressed this way, Jeremy knew he would be one hell of an opponent and could
kill him with one punch. He had to create distance between those gloves and
himself. He decided on a series of foot and knee attacks that would leave
the man crippled on the floor of the funnel. The first was a front kick
which pushed out, straight legged. This hit the man's crotch and hurt him
but didn't double him over. "Must be nothing there," quipped Jeremy. "Did
you have the operation?"  The man tried to get in close again to swing but
Jeremy did a roundhouse kick to the man's right leg which buckled him to
the side of the funnel wall...and as Jeremy readied himself to face the
crewcut Nazi type, ex surfer type behind that man, to his surprise, the
boxer recovered quickly and swung and almost hit him in the chest.

Jeremy dodged and almost got hit. "Oh, back for more. Rocky 2. To go down
again."

Jeremy smiled. "You wanna dance? Let's dance!"  He did a sidekick to the
man's left knee and as the man whirled away, he roundhouse kicked to the
right knee and then the left knee. As the man fell, Jeremy side round
housed a kick to the man's midsection ("Ohh, tight abs!") and finally, to
his face. The boxer fell, moaning and was unable to get back up. He stopped
moaning.

"Let me at ya!"  The crewcut youth behind the boxer amped into action.

"Oh, a Nazi," Jeremy said as he noticed the swastika tat on the crewcut
blonde's ample bicep. The man wore a white tee shirt and green
khakis. "Join a youth group lately?"  He dodged the man's punch but
couldn't help notice the man's sword attached to his back and wondered when
that would come out.  "You can't connect? I know a good youth group on
Bayshore ...LGBT... I think I left out a letter. All those repressed gay
feelings you have...you gotta get them out."

"You fuck! I'll get you out!"

"Came out a few years ago. Don't you watch Entertainment Tonight?"

"Out of your own skin!"

Seeing that he could not make a hit, the Nazi crewcut guy took his sword
out and started to swing. "That's better. Long sword. Overcompensating for
something, are ya?"

Simple ducks had Jeremy avoid the swings. Then, the Nazi used a series of
thrusts, which Jeremy knew would be more effective and dangerous in this
close quarters funnel.

The time traveler side steps fully to the man's right, his back to the
funnel wall, and grabbed the man's wrists (both hands are holding the
sword) and used his own forward motion against him...but taking the sword
hilt out a bit in front of the man and then as the man tried to resist,
using that resistance to hit the hilt into the man's own belly. "Solid abs,
again! Good work outs!"  This move could have floored the man but the
funnel material made him bounce back and Jeremy found the sweat on his own
hands made him unable to gain the sword itself so the man still had it and
came at him. In his sideways position, Jeremy was vulnerable so he stepped
quickly back to his main stance and at the same time, backward a few more
steps so as to launch himself up into a knee attack. He ran at the Nazi,
jumped into it, raised his right knee and struck the man's chest. The sword
was to the side and Jeremy knew he risked being impaled but the man was
still recovering from being thrown and almost hitting the wall behind the
funnel material.

The men outside had already stopped so they either grew smart or the wall
between funnel sides had too little space for them to fit in.



Jeremy didn't wait for another sword attack. He was already in on the man's
personal space after the right knee attack, so he grabbed with two hands
over the man's shoulders. "You love me, doncha!"  He brought up his
opposite knee, the left, and at the same time, used his hands, which were
behind the man's shoulders and almost down by the shoulder blades and
"wings" to force the man's own weight down. The knee hit the chest once,
twice, and then the face. The Nazi went down.

"Heil, I hit ya!"  Jeremy joked.

The man behind that one reached for the fallen sword but looked up at
Jeremy who warned, "Don't."

The man raised his hands up and backed off. The man behind him, yelled,
"Coward!"  So the first one tried to pick up the sword so Jeremy kicked him
in the face and at the same time double punched the man that was behind
him.

Jesse gasped, "There's some kind of door again!"

"Get it open!"

A Chuck Norris lookalike was behind the last man. And behind him was a
Steven Segal lookalike. And Bruce Lee lookalike. Jeremy muttered, "Shit."

"Are you getting tired?"  Jesse opened the door and plunged through.

"Naw! Me, tired?"  Jeremy said and turned and dove through the door.

The last three men followed.

"WHOAAAAAA! WHOA!" Jeremy gasped as his body, headfirst, flew into the air
out the hole at the end of the funnel.


(SOUNDTRACK: NEW SERIES: SEASON TWO: NEW ADVENTURES)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XswSIdk1fVk&index=22&list=PLD1110BD00889E104

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H5BfyzJm_zY (Also note: the soundtrack of
The Cybermen from the second part of their first New Series story but the
arrangement as it was during Rose's lever pulling as Daleks are sucked out
of Earth and into the vortex. It is a mix of the action music.)


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0mKmSNLKaRE

It opened up into a rounded cylindrical and huge room that had a vast
circumference, some 100 feet on all sides. The walls seemed padded but
there were sections that seemed made of plastic that moved on pieces of the
wall that seemed able to slide up and down, like some amusement park ride
called THE BLACK HOLE. "What new hell is this now!?"

Jesse had emerged from the funnel first and flew up but as he did, he
looked down and saw the Gray Alien, feet flat on the floor. It was flat
skinned and big headed. It featured two big gray, featureless, bland and
oval eyes. It had a mouth that was far too long and upturned to be human.

He felt its fear. "Hey, little dude, I won't hurt you but I need your help!
C'm'ere!"

Although naked, the thing had no genitals, that was until Jesse reached
down with both hands and grabbed its wrists and lifted it----surprised by
how light weight it was. Felt like it was made of air, he thought. It did
feel a bit slippery and Jesse was amazed when the humanoid creature, face
away from him, turned fully around in his arms and moved closer to him. It
has been walking. Walking in zero gravity.

For Jeremy and Jesse, none too quickly followed by the lookalikes of Steven
Segal, Chuck Norris, and Bruce Lee, emerged into a zero gravity
chamber. All of them found themselves floating in weightlessness. Jeremy
looked up and saw two men floundering in the air above him. More
enemies. They must have been on a training work out. The men above him
tried to float at him, one pushing off from the wall. The three behind him
were under him but the Bruce Lee lookalike was kicking off the wall to dive
upward at Jeremy.

Before he did that, the other two had used each other to get closer to
Jeremy and both of them began to try to punch him. Jeremy, in zero gravity,
flipped the big Steve lookalike and he flew over Jeremy but grabbed at the
boy's ankle. Jeremy felt his other side hit by the Chuck Norris lookalike
and he was moved but the Steve guy held him in midair. Jeremy ducked and
the two men that dove at him, collided with Steve and Chuck, who was trying
another punch at Jeremy. The punch, in slow motion, hit the man above
Jeremy instead. Jeremy flipped in a complete arc, head over heels, bending
his body and making himself a ball that rolled through the air. As he did,
he saw Bruce Lee, yelling, darting him like some human arrow. Jeremy let
his feet out and used the motion that he was already in take his feet and
his body followed...on a course into Bruce's shoulders. This made Bruce
spin sideways and careen away from Jeremy. The other men recovered and all
four of them kicked off walls to converge on Jeremy fists ready.

"Shit!"

The alien in Jesse's arms was almost cradled by him. Jesse's eyes grew
wide. Suddenly, a burst of what felt like static hit Jesse's ears and
mind. He knew from experience that the alien touched his mind with some
kind of message that a combination of the TARDIS and the alien itself
deciphered in seconds so that he could understand it. At the same time, he
was aware the small humanoid was extending some kind of penis and balls and
he felt them grow against his own, even though he had the thin pants of the
guards he and Jeremy took the clothes from.

Jeremy bent his legs up and shot past the two trainee men, both of whom
were older than he and looked as if they might have been former homeless
men. He noted bad teeth. He then kicked out, using one of the men's chest
as leverage to careen up and at Steve, whom he raised a fist up to and hit
the man's chin, driving the head back. He then kicked off Steve's stomach,
rolling into a somersault, away from the others.


The message Jesse had revealed to his head in a short burst was from the
Gray Alien in his arms as he pulled it up to him. "We were working with
this base. This anti-gravity chamber is just one piece of technology we
have given. We mean no harm to others. We do not want trouble with time
travelers, especially those known as Time Lords. Your body reeks of chronon
energy. We know you have been with a Time Lord. THE Time Lord. We fear them
and him in particular. Please do not even think his name. We are not
allowed to say it, think it or communicate it. Certain powers of mine can
help you and your friend get out of this chamber. Release me and I will
help you at this present moment."

"Got it, little guy. I guess it pays to have friends in high places. I have
to get to that high place," Jesse pointed.

He noticed it almost immediately. The circumference at the very top of the
chamber held a glass covering that shielded the scientist---this one being
a weasel, balding man with thick glasses and a white lab coat---from the
zero gravity. It was kind of like an operating observation room and had a
small wall and a slight drop into it.

>From above and to Jesse's forward and upward vantage point, the scientist
was looking at the zero gravity fight going on around him. He wondered what
to do. He thumbed a microphone. "Intruders in the zero gravity testing
chamber!"

>From the tunnel complex, the Colonel called on his own microphone. "If
they're in the chamber, turn off the gravity and let them drop to their
deaths!"

In the hallway, Jaws stood up and shook his head, held his jaw, and looked
at his fallen comrades. He didn't bother to check them but decided to head
for the zero gravity chamber at once. If the Doctor were there, he'd get
his revenge.

In slow motion, Jeremy blocked every move made by the Bruce Lee
lookalike. Good thing he only looked like Bruce Lee and at times, tried to
mimic Bruce. He had stripped off his white jumpsuit and let it hang in the
zero gravity amid the fight, fighting only in black rubber shorts. Jeremy
got hard from the sight. The guy was certainly cut and muscled. Tight and
good looking. His yelling with every attack move was starting to give
Jeremy a headache.

The Gray was let go by Jesse and the thing descended immediately to the
floor. It turned to Jesse's front and pointed its hands at the glass
protection before the scientist. Jesse used his arms to wing himself back
to a wall and kicked himself upward, toward the control area.

The scientist moved to a circular dial on the wall. There were numbers all
around its circumference. Jesse sailed at the glass window as the alien
pointed at it. He wondered at the last second if the alien were being
deceitful and that he would die with his head smashed against the glass,
all bloody and brain matter splashing to the delighted scientist's
glee. But no. The glass plate moved inward and popped out in that spot,
cracking on two sides. This allowed Jesse to sail into the control area and
get to the control. A huge lever, like a hand arrow on a clock seemed to be
on the number zero. When the glass broke on both sides, glass in the air
now, the scientist held onto the control panel on the wall. It looked like
a computer desk with a screen in front of it. As Jesse touched the arrow
and moved it slowly, the scientist yelled to him. "If you do that too fast,
they'll all fall and die! Even though the Colonel said, I don't want to
kill our own men!"

Jesse hesitated. As he did that, the door in front of him opened and Jaws
spilled in. Jesse ducked under the big body and put an elbow into the man's
back and used his hands to complete the man's run...right over the edge of
the control area. The huge man spilled over into the chamber itself. To
face Jeremy flying at him.

"Oh no! YOU!"  Jeremy said at the same time as Jaws.

Jeremy gasped, "Not him again!"

"Not you again!"  Jaws yelled. He grabbed Jeremy's arms and as he did,
Jesse turned the arrow to more gravity so Jaws, heavier, dropped away from
Jeremy and took Jeremy's sleeves and button down with it. Jeremy was once
again shirtless.

"OWWW!"  Jeremy gasped. "That hurt!"

Jesse turned the arrow back to no gravity.

"I'm going to do more than just hurt you this time!"  Having landed on the
side of the wall as the no gravity went back into effect, Jaws bent his
body back and to a wall. He kicked off and flew right at Jeremy.

Using counter movement, and flinging his arms up and bending his body down
into a squat, Jeremy came out of it and flung himself up and walked on the
horizontal back of Jaws. "Jesse, get me up there!"

Jesse turned the arrow but Jeremy and the seven men in the chamber
FELL. Jesse went wide eyed. Quickly, he turned the arrow back toward the
number that made less gravity. The scientist flung himself off the desk to
Jesse and the two of them tangled. "Really?"  Jesse gasped, "Really? I
think I can handle you!"  But as their arms tangled, both of them reaching
for the arrow, the arrow was moved to more gravity and less gravity while
the fight was continuing.

This gave the effect of Jeremy dropping out of the sky. He looked down and
saw the Chuck Norris guy below him. He planned on using the man's shoulders
to kick up and take off for the upper control room area. Falling in free
fall now, Jeremy put both feet outward like a scissor. If he was going to
die from this 70 foot fall, he would die taking out one of the enemy. He
slammed both feet together...with Chuck's head in between.

As the fight went Jesse's way, he gained control of the arrow. Thus, zero
gravity returned and Chuck was floating unconscious or dead, Jeremy didn't
know which and frankly, at this time, he didn't care. Bruce pulled Jeremy
pants down and his engorged penis spilled out. Jesse looked over the side
of the control area, holding the scientist back with one arm.

Jaws raised his eyebrow at Jeremy.

Jeremy shrugged. His dick, in zero gravity, rose and rose and out spilled
cum. The cum took off with a life of its own and spiraled up like a
burgeoning snake with no features, save for the milk like cream. Bruce
laughed and prepared to deliver a death chop to Jeremy's neck.

Everyone seemed to stop. Jeremy shrugged again. "What? Can't help
it. Battling hot guys sometimes does that to me."

Jesse frowned. "I get cha. Me, too. But all the time. Doin it now."

Jeremy ducked his own cum and winged himself up above Bruce and just
avoided a death chop. The scientist pushed Jesse from him. Luckily the
ceiling was just over their heads so the zero gravity that filtered in to
them, didn't allow them to go far. Jesse held the ceiling with one hand and
made a hand for the smaller man's throat. The man started to drop everyone.

Jeremy made some ground getting above all of them but as they dropped
again, his pants moved up again and made his dick spurt some more from the
top of the waist band. The cum hit the two homeless men in the face and
they spun head first downward as the gravity went off again in the
struggle.

As Bruce grabbed Jeremy's ankle and they all dropped again! Jeremy
yelled. Then the zero gravity took effect again and Jeremy used it to flip
under Bruce, punch at his belly...and then they dropped again so he just
held it and felt Bruce's stomach vanish into his fist. Bruce lost his air
and spiraled away.

Jeremy moved up in the zero gravity but then they dropped again and he spun
himself headfirst and head butted into Steven's stomach, making Steve drop
fast. Steve hit the ground, instantly died, and Jeremy's face was quickly
following.

Jesse regained control of the mechanism again and Jeremy's face, inches
from the floor, rose up as his body moved backwards. Jeremy tried to kick
his way around and inadvertently kicked the other homeless man in the
face. He spun away. That left Jaws and a recovering Bruce. Jeremy waited
until the two were on him and then the fight above took a turn for the
scientist so he literally dropped out from between them.

"I'm getting sick of you!" Jesse palmed the scientist in the jaw and the
man fell...and Jesse heaved him over the edge into the chamber. He wanted
to let the man fall to his death but then Jeremy would hit the floor long
before that. "Fuck!" Quickly, Jesse turned the arrow back the zero gravity
way.

Before Jesse had turned it back to zero gravity, Jeremy had dropped out
from between Jaws and Bruce and the two collided with each other. Now with
zero gravity back on, the two became a spinning mess of arms and legs, they
spun as a giant ball, away from Jeremy. Jeremy floated up past them and
used the wall to kick up toward Jesse.

Jesse put one hand out to grab Jeremy as he floated up at him. With his
other hand he held onto the side of the wall. Behind Jeremy, all the men,
recovered, except for the dead Steven on the floor, his body rising and
falling as the mechanism was turned to no gravity and then gravity, were
all behind Jeremy. Six figures followed Jeremy.

"Jesse, help me!"  Jeremy gasped as he flew at Jesse.

Unseen by Jesse, the scientist had grabbed onto the side of the wall and
pulled himself over the broken glass. He was cowering under a desk, trying
to hold himself there. But now, he took this as his chance to kill them
all. "Must obey. Must obey or the Colonel will kill me! Have me shot!" He
was murmuring in the corner, holding on under the desk.

He threw himself past Jesse and turned the arrow to no gravity...just as
Jesse's hand clasped Jeremy's. The men behind Jeremy all fell to their
screaming deaths. Jesse pulled Jeremy up and over the side. The two of them
turned to look at the scientist, who had just killed his own men. They were
wide eyed. Both shook their heads in disapproval of the man. He took off
his glasses.

Jesse pulled Jeremy's arm as the later looked over the edge as the dead
men. He nodded for him to come on. The Gray Alien had left the chamber just
after he took out the window with a kind of sonic blast.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0mKmSNLKaRE

The two boys ran out into the hallway. Jeremy said, "Jess, I'm tired. I
don't know how much longer I can fight the whole army."

"Don't despair, we'll find a way out, Jer."  Jesse nodded. They ran down a
hallway but there were more guards. They turned another corner and a mass
of guards came that way. An elevator door was nearby. Jesse managed to pry
it open. "It's below us. We can climb to the lower level. They'll think
we're going up."

"Okay," Jeremy said, "It's as good an idea as any right now. Besides,
there's nowhere left to run to."

"I'll go first to help you out. I know you're beat."  Jesse climbed into
the shaft. "I just hope they don't come up with the elevator."

"We have to chance it," Jeremy told him and followed.

As soon as they entered the shaft, the doors closed, and the wheezing of
the materializing TARDIS sounded. The Brig emerged. "Oh, well, there are
not going to be any miracles today. I hoped we'd run right into the boys or
the Doctor."

"Time travel particles indicate the teenagers are on this level."

"Your devices are working like a charm. You got that contraption of the
Doctor's here without a hitch."

"Suggest alacrity, sir. This unit is unsure how long the contraption will
last."

"And how are you feeling?"

"This is no time to worry about my well-being."

"Not that. If I should need you to..."

"HOLD IT!"  Ten guards arrived from a corner, having turned it. They wore
the white outfits and caps. They had guns.

"Those guns are useless," The Brig said. "Now, just get out of my way. I
have men ready to take over this entire operation."

The men produced sharp objects. One had a machete. Another had a
sword. Another had a knife. Clubs. "Ahhh," the Brig said. "I was afraid of
that. K9? About your well-being? Now would be the time to prove to me that
you were not mistaken in your assessment."

K9 used his nose laser to drop all ten men. "Well, now, that was a capital
showing."

K9 rolled down the hallway. "This way."  He took to the air.

The Brig was lead to a doorway. K9 saw a guard there and zapped his nose
laser to make him unconscious. "This door...can we..."

"Suggest you stand aside."

"Yes, yes. I will."

K9 hit the door with a red laser and slowly the haze it made across the
door vanished. Inside, the terrified teens cowered under a white table. The
Brig entered. "It's all right. Let me explain..."

K9 flew in. "No time. Young bipeds must hurry."

"Come with us...with him if you want to get out of here. We can help you."

The teens looked at each other. "Well, Tyler got out," a girl said, coming
out from under the table.

K9 shot two guards who came into the room and they crumpled.

"I'm May."

"Are you friends of Jeremy and Jesse?"  Rosario asked.

The Brig approached him. "Yes, yes, we both are. Now, do you know where
they are right now?"

"We heard an announcement that there were intruders on the base. At first,
we thought it was you but...they may have escaped."  Gavin, the redhead,
said.

Rosario said, "They're probably running for their very lives, right now."

"Look we haven't time," the Brig stated. "Come with us."

The teens did as the Brig asked.


Jesse and Jeremy climbed down the elevator shaft wire to the next
level. Jesse opened the doors and they piled out. Jesse pulled Jeremy
out. For a moment, Jeremy lay flat on his stomach.  "Jesse, I don't know
how much more I can go on. Maybe you should..."

"No way. I'm not even thinking of trying to get out without you. Are you
hurt?"

Jeremy propped himself up on one knee. "No. Not really. A bit winded. A bit
wounded but not badly. No broken bones, somehow but I'm beat."

"Let's try this way," Jesse pointed and helped lift Jeremy from one knee.


The 16 teens ran for the TARDIS. The Brig took out his key. Men were
chasing them from every corner of the halls. K9 knocked man of them
unconscious. "You, Italian boy, I forgot your name, sorry. Get the key in
the lock and get it open!"  The Brig threw his key to Rosario, who opened
the TARDIS doors. He turned to see more men running at them.

K9 zapped men from the other direction. As May, Rosario, and Gavin led the
other 13 teenagers into the TARDIS, the Brig ran away from the blue box. K9
hovered. The Brig spotted him. "Don't just float there. Get them away from
here. They can't all get in and you can't cover both sides. I'll distract
them long enough for you all to get in."

"This unit..."

"I'm in charge of this operation. Don't argue! Besides, I'm not leaving the
Doctor, Jesse and Jeremy here alone!"

"Erroneous statement. Definition of alone is one by self. Three is not
alone."

"Only you can get them away from here...get them somewhere safe until the
Doctor can deprogram them and give them back their lives..."

"Doctor suggested the near future."

More men came from both directions.

The Brig yelled, "Stop chatting and go!"

K9 zapped a few at the Brig's hallway. The teens were not all yet through
the doors. Then, shortly, they were.

Guards ran from both sides. It seemed to be an endless supply of guards.

The Brig yelled, "GO! GO NOW!"

K9 flew in and the doors slammed shut. As the TARDIS vanished, the Brig ran
to a door that had an EXIT sign on it.

More men ran at that door from both sides.


The Brig ran down steps and opened a door and ran right into a boy who was
about to karate chop him. He was about to elbow the boy. Quickly and at the
same time, he realized it was Jeremy as Jeremy realized it was the
Brig. "Oh, my. We have to get out of here."

"We can't. Not without the Doctor!"  Jesse warned.

"The place is crawling with guards and marines and army men and ...we don't
stand a chance."  The Brig stood up straight and tall. "I promised him I'd
find you two and get you both out. He can take care of himself..."

"Leave the Doctor alone?"  Jesse asked. "No. We have to find him."

Jeremy nodded. "I don't want to be here either, Brig, baby but leaving the
Doc on his own here with all these enemies?"

The Brig put a hand around each boy's shoulder, standing in the middle of
them. "Listen, we don't stand a chance of finding the Doctor in a place
this large. He can be anywhere!"

The Doctor walked swiftly past them. "Hullo boys, Brig baby."

The trio said, "Doctor!"

"Come with me. I've remembered a lot. I think we can find more answers in
this office."

"They're looking for us everywhere!"  The Brig declared.

"They won't look for us here."  The Doctor ran to an office door.

A guard came to him. "Sir?"

"It's all right," the Doctor said and put one hand up as if he were
pledging allegiance.

"Hello, again, Brigadier."

"You seem to have me at a disadvantage, young man. You know me but I do not
know you."

"It doesn't matter. Kendrick, you will let us pass to go into that room."
The Doctor told the young officer.

"Sir, you did me a lot of favors when you were here," Kendrick said and
took out a knife. "And I know it's you who made all our guns stop
working. But I have to take you all under arrest."

Jeremy snickered. "You're gonna take us out with that?"

"Great first date, isn't he?" The Doctor asked.

"You're going to kill all four of us?" The Brig asked.

"Yes, I'm an ..."

Jesse struck out a palm into Kendrick's chin and kept it moving. Kendrick
collapsed on the floor. The other three looked at him. Jesse shrugged. "I
can fight, too, you know."

"Really?"  Jeremy asked. "I could have used some help back there."

"Not against gorillas."

"Sigh. Gorillas get a bad name." The Doctor nodded and opened the
door. "Get him inside and out of the way."

The Brig and Jesse half-carried, half dragged Kendrick's body inside.

"Look through those file cabinets." The Doctor said to Jesse and the
Brig. "Jeremy, you and I will take these."

"Shouldn't we just get out of here?" The Brig asked.

"They won't search in here."

"How do you know?" Jeremy asked. The Doctor did not answer.

As the Brig searched through files in the office, the Brig remembered a
shadowy figure. The face. It became clearer as he saw file after file. One
file he took out confirmed it.  "The face is...Doctor. It's you."

Jesse looked up over the file cabinet drawer to face the Brig, "Nonsense."

The Brig nodded to a folder file he took out from the cabinet that made him
remember.


Jesse took the file from the Brig's hands. "Doc...tore..."


The Doctor shook his head. "I almost didn't want to believe it."  He moved,
almost automatically, to the office door, confused when he opened it back
up. He took the blank sign off the office name plate. Underneath the name
plate was the name. The Doctor read the sign on the door.

Scanning the hallways for some sign of attacking guards, Jeremy was not
looking at the door but put a hand on the Doctor's back as the Doctor
turned to the office door. Jeremy asked, "How come all these blokes in this
place recognize you, Doctor?"

The name plate on it read, "THE Doctor."

The Doctor swallowed, acceptance on his face now. "Because, apparently,
I've been the big honcho around here at one time."

Jesse turned to look at him, accusation written on his face. "You're the
evil Time Lord that helped them achieve all this! You did this for them!"

Zoom in on the file and the Doc's face on the folder. The Doctor's face
looked paler than his photo on the file.

STING MUSIC

DOCTOR WHO, JESSE, AND JEREMY 158 end

STING MUSIC