Date: Sun, 14 May 2006 11:48:29 EDT
From: J
Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND JEREMY  chapter 27

As he worked, The Doctor  looked out the window, at the Moon as the Space
Force Two passed it.  "Now, will that work? Now, I may never  know if I was right
..."
Jesse looked out a rounded  viewport in a cell. "Wow, the moon. I'm on the
friggin Moon."   From the viewport he could see the  Moon scape and beyond that
the larger Earth, all colorful, if cloudy.
An old man was in the cell  and it was more like a large lab than a cell. "
Yes, it is pretty amazing. But we  don't all stop and think about it. Our
technology can give us so much. But on  Earth it's given us only negatives."
Jesse thought about the  Doctor. About Jeremy. About Adam. Time traveling. "I
never did get to see one of  those dinosaurs, Doctor."
"Hmmm? What, dear  boy?"
"So,"  Jesse ignored him and turned around, a  big smile on his face,
forcing it. "Dr. Lent, is it? What is IT exactly you do  in this lab here?"
Lent laughs, "You can call  me just Lent, young man. Glad you're asking. I
tend to give prisoners and guards  my inventions to make their lives easier
here on the Moon. It's  not really very nice here so I do what I  can do to make
everyone more comfortable."
Jesse moved to the work  table and picked up a piece of metal, "Including
yours?"  He smiled at the  man.
"Yes,"  Lent said, "You are not just another  pretty face, are you, young
man?"
"Aww, who said I'm  pretty?"  Jesse smiled, "I mean this  way they keep you
out of one those other less finished  cells..."
"Are you uncomfortable in  yours? I can..."
Jesse shook his head and  snorted, "No, that's not the point.  A cell is a
cell."   He  put piece down and picked up a copper wire.
"There might be a  way...out.."   Lent started, "But  I'll talk to you about
this later, yes?"
"Are you like  Swedish?"
"Partly. My ancestors come  from there. And other places. Not sure where
else. Germany I  think."
Jesse smiled, his perfect  teeth shining through. "Well, I'll let you get on
with your work."
Lent smiled, "Come by any  time they allow you to. It was good to talk to
someone who is not having one's  mind on only one thing."
Jesse laughed, "I can have  my mind on many things while on that one thing."
Lent laughed, "Oh and  a sense of humor  too?"
"Yeah, I get that from my  mom and from my friends, the Doctor's always
saying...."  Jesse lost his thought and put down the  copper wire and moved back
toward the exit of the cell where a guard waited.  "I'll see you later."
Lent nodded. Jesse moved  about the hallway. He stopped at an elevator. A
guard was there. "Ty, why are we  given such free reign to walk around so much?"
"You complaining?"  Ty was a large bald man, muscled and not  bad looking,
Jesse thought.
"Well, the shafts go down  to the shuttles and that's the only way out and
they're  guarded."
"By you,"   Jesse  beamed.
"And others. But really  without  a spacesuit, no one is  going to get out
onto the surface and escape that  way."
"Oh, I see."  Jesse said, "Well, enjoy your  shift."   He walked off and
stuck his tongue out when he was sure Ty couldn't see him. Jesse turned a
corner  and saw Tin there with Onn. The two men were smoking a cigarette in a
hallway  that ended with a large rectangular window.  There were a few doors lining
the  hallway but mostly, Jesse thought, they looked like closets. "Oh, sorry
..."  He turned to leave but as he did so, two  more prisoners blocked his way.
He looked at them. He could see they were not  going to discuss this. Jesse
turned back to Tin and Onn. "What's this  about?"
"It's about you,  mate,"  Tin smiled and moved up to  Jesse. His intent was
to put his cigarette out on Jesse's chest. Jesse jumped  back but the two men
behind him, held him. Tin put the cigarette out on Jesse's  chest, luckily the
jumpsuit protected him from being burned.
Jesse was held by his arms  by both men behind him. "What's this about?"  he
 repeated.
"You. You are the closest  thing we have around here to a woman, mate, and
well, we need you open, you see,  for business."
"Me first,"  Onn said, "Or should I say me  fist."  The four men  laughed.
Jesse swallowed. He never  turned down sex before. Not from males. And of
these, all but one were average  looking. The other, the one to his left was
great looking but somehow, being  forced like this was not his style. He
struggled. "NO! NO!  NO!"
"NOOOO!"   On Earth Jeremy had made his  speech. It was in front of the
White House.
"Look at them,"  a man was  saying.
A woman was looking. "I  see. I didn't get into the Capital for this kind of
thing to happen, did  you?"
"He's right. Everything he  said. From there being farms to the lies to the
whole 1984 parallel."  The man said, "Someone had to act. Look  at what HE,
no, not he alone, we, for we helped enable President Shrub to do  what he did..."

The woman stared as  guards shot at the crowd.   "I didn't get here, this
far, just  to see murder committed."    Bodies went down. Some were trampled by
the police, National Guard and  military, all acting as one.
"Maybe we can change  something about the way things are being done."   The
man flinched. He and the woman  were watching from the Oval Office.
The woman watched as an  older man threw himself in front of the blond
Jeremy.  A laser beam hit the man's chest and  created a big hole there.   "The
cures for cancer, the painkillers, the brainwashing...we've noted it,  I'm sure
you have and I know I have..."
"We've both known about the  Earth President for years and the way he
illegally made laws. The law about gays  for instance. You know I have a brother who
is."
The woman nodded, "I have a  sister who is. Hell, I might be myself."
The man laughed, "Let's  call a meeting about this. We'll use this crisis as
a catalyst. See who's behind  us. We can't do things the way Shrub did,
buying people off, knocking people  off, killing people."
The crowd was being killed  and large machines were coming down the street to
gather up the bodies. Large  shovels were scooping up the bodies. Rob was
shot and killed. He lay at Jeremy's  feet. "HIM! WE MUST GET HIM! HE'S THE ONE
WHO MADE THE  SPEECH!"
Harn threw himself in front  of  Jeremy also. A laser caught him  in the
stomach and took it out. Harn yelled and fell to the ground, dead.  "NOOOOOO!"
Jeremy  screamed.
Harn's brother was watching  the television broadcast as well. He was
watching it from a New York City  street. A giant store, all glass, had thousands of
video screens on display. The grimy windows didn't block the horror of what
Harn's brother saw.
The man looked at the  woman, "First thing we do is keep this running. Keep
everyone watching. To show  what the government has done to this world. The
entire world."
"No, first thing we do is  call this off. Call the troops off. The crowd is
hardly going to do anything  now. It's dispersed."
The man went to a phone,  "I'll get right on it."
"KILL HIM! IT'S HIM THAT WE  WANT!"  Guards surrounded Jeremy as  people
paraded past him, trying to get away and this time, many succeeded. There  were
bodies everywhere, blood covering the street and the grass nearby. Jeremy  had
been pushed to the gates of the White House lawn. Harn and Rob lay dead at
his feet, even somewhat trampled after they were dead by others trying to find
life over death. Jeremy had pushed some out of the way but he himself fell. He
 had to get onto his hands and knees, then to his knees to elbow and punch
people  out of the way. Otherwise, they would trample him to death. But now,
they were  dispersing. Jeremy was crying.  About twenty men and five women were
pointing various guns and rifles at  him. He stared up at them, hatred in his
eyes. He held his two dead friends'  heads in his lap.
A beep sounded on the  radios of all the men. They stopped their forefingers
from pressing on the  triggers of their guns. Jeremy cried and didn't look
up.
Jesse, on the Moon Base  Prison Colony was wondering, "Do I really want to be
raped?"  He wondered if it felt like sex or just  a random act of violence.
He struggled, kicking his legs. The two men behind him  were holding each leg
by the ankle. Onn was stripping the string pants off  Jesse's butt and opening
his own pants,  almost in one move. Tin held Jesse's wrists to the floor but
Jesse made his body  move upward, straining his waist upward and lifting his
chest.
Onn was on Jesse's butt  with his dick. Jesse cringed. "I think I got my
answer."  Onn was gross. Slime from the dick  trailed down Jesse's left butt
cheek. "NOOOO! Let me up! Leave me  alone!"
Onn gasped, "Oh, this'n is  gonna be good. I love it so when they put up a
fight!"  He dipped his dick into Jesse's butt  cheeks and readied to plunge!
"Get the fuck off him, you  perverts!"  A voice yelled. Jesse  felt Onn's
dick leave his butt crevice, dripping pre cum and then it must have  erupted
because he felt a small lob of man cream hit his right butt  cheek.
Jesse's left ankle was soon  free so he twisted his body and Tin let him go,
for Tin was watching Avar thrash  the man that held Jesse's ankle to the wall.
To pile him up on Onn, who was  previously trashed. The other man came at
Avar but Avar elbowed the man, Gra's  face, punched him in the stomach and kicked
his ass against the wall to join the  others. "You'll be sorry for this!"
Tin rose up and ran at Avar but Avar kicked him back, ran at him, and  pushed
him against the other side of the hall. Against that wall. He had his arm  on
Tin's throat and then with his free hand grabbed Tin's neck, letting go with
his arm and began to choke him.
Jesse ran, his pants  falling, to Avar's back and put a hand on Avar's arm, "
No, don't! Avar! You  stopped em, that's enough. Don't kill him! Guards are
coming and you'll be up  for murder!"
Avar was choking Tin, "What  difference does it make? We're here, all of us,
until we die anyway! Being here  without this piece of sum will make me sleep
better  anyway!"
"No, don't!"  Jesse pulled but it only made Avar's  strong hand pull Tin's
neck away from the wall, choking Tin some more. "Please,  do it for me!"
Jesse's dick  inadvertently swung and hit Avar's leg.
Avar tossed Tin away from  them. But he turned to Tin as Jesse pulled up his
string pants. "You ever come  near this kid again, I'll tear your face up and
put it up your  ass!"
Jesse gasped, "No, Avar,  he'd like that so don't threaten that."
"No, he's right. I'll just  kill ya. All of ya!"
The foursome picked  themselves up and ran off.  Tin was  last to go. "You'
ll both be sorry you let me live. Mark my words, you'll both be  sorry."
"I already am!"  Avar marched forward but Tin ran off,  afraid.
Jesse looked at him, "Are  you all right?"
"ME?"  Avar looked at Jesse, "Are  you?"
"Yeah."  He smiled at Avar, "Thanks, thanks so  much."   He hugged Avar but
 only came up to the man's lower stomach. "Thanks. I didn't really want to
be  raped. Not by them. Yuck."
"Not by them? Then by  who?"
Jesse looked up and took  his shirt off, staring at Avar. Avar made his eyes
go wider. Jesse took Avar's  hand and put it down his string pants, his own
dick still wet from having almost  been raped.   The cum that had  hit his leg
sticking to his back pants. "By you. I owe you."    Jesse put both hands up
Avar's shirt.
"NO!"   Avar took his hand out of Jesse's  pants, "No. No, not like this. I
don't want you like  this."
Jesse blinked.  "You...you're..."
Avar nodded and picked up  Jesse's pull over shirt, "Here..."
Jesse took it but didn't  put it on. He rubbed his hands along Avar's hairy
chest.  "But..."
Avar put his hands, one  still holding Jesse's shirt, under his own, grabbed
Jesse's hands and took them  out, forcibly. "I said no!"
"You're turning me  down?"  Jesse looked  confused.
"Betcha that never happened  to you before. Male, female. No one ever turned
you down  before."
"But look, man, you saved  me from rape. I really should..."
"I didn't do it because I  wanted something from you, boy."  Avar turned
away and started to walk off.
Jesse followed, "Then  why?"
"I would've done that even  if you were ugly as sin or as ugly as they were."

"Why?"
"I dunno. I like you. The  real you, not the sexy outer cover..."  Avar turned
back to him, "And for Pete's sakes put your damn shirt on!"
"I..."  Jesse looked at it and put it on. "Avar,  thanks. I still think..."
"Kid, you have to get your  priorities right. Sex is what almost everyone
wants, including me. But some want  it along with some sense of self, of
spirituality, of care, of love...not like an  animal who does it and goes."  Avar
looked at Jesse scratching his head.
"I...I guess I forget about  stuff like that."
"Fighting fish live all by  themselves, prefer it that way, I read. They mate
though and then want to be  alone--- totally."
"I think since the Doctor  and Jeremy died...I...I just thought in this world,
this  time..."
Avar took Jesse to the  corner and whispered, "Listen, don't fool yourself,
Jesse. You were like that  before they died and you just think that way. You
need to examine why you like  sex so much and how you use it to use people."
Avar kissed his forehead and moved  off.
Jesse was left there,  confused. He moved after Avar, "Avar, wait. I wanna
talk to  you."
The Doctor looked as the  Space Station came close up to the window. "Okay,
that's not good."  He poked the microphone, "Any guards or  men still on
board. This is the Doctor speaking. Well, you didn't need to know  that for if any
of you survive, you'll probably try to get your revenge on  me...the ship is
about to crash into the space station. I assume they will have  seen us by now
and will blow us out of space into atoms and molecules and into  shit like
smithereens and stuff like that. I'm sorry. I cannot stop it. If you  can get into
 any spacesuits, do it  and eject yourselves into space or into life pods...we
have minutes now...I'm very  sorry..."   The Doctor dropped  the mike and
scrambled to a door on a cabinet. He found a helmet. "Wel'la!"  He ran to the
closet door and  opened it. A man came out. "Get outta here or we are going to die!
Find a  spacesuit and get off!"
"You know it's too late for  that! You put me in there!"
The Doctor nodded, "I found  a helmet, you can find one. Now go! GO GO GO GO!"
   He shoved the man out of the room  with one hand. With the other he put
the helmet on his own head. The Doctor  looked up. The Space Station filled the
screen. He ran to the door and shut it.  The Doctor ran to the console and
pulled a lever all the way down and stepped on  a brake-like device. He ejected
himself and the entire control room upward and  into space.  In seconds, the
Doctor  hung there in space...lifeless for a few seconds.
"Blimey, the President of  Earth's on that!"
"We don't know that for  sure. It doesn't answer, mate. And it's coming
right at us and in seconds we  will be dead."
"I'll fire it. I WILL do  it!"
"Do it! Do it now!"
A laser blast from the  Station blew the entire Space Force Two up. Bodies,
on fire, flew from it. Other  bodies were blasted clear but the Doctor noticed
they had no spacesuits on.  Decompressed in seconds. Mini blasts. Bodies
crushed in space. Others had on  space suits but the helmets cracked and one body
floated up past the Doctor.  Glass in the man's face. "I'm so sorry. So, so so
sorry."   The blasts that followed--and  subsequently destroyed the rest of
Space Force Two threw the Doctor's body too  but he looked up and saw himself
headed for a familiar object hanging in the  velvety blackness of space. "THE
TARDIS!!!!"
"I say we kill him anyway!"  One man said, as he pointed the gun at Jeremy.
A female guard said, "Yeah,  he doesn't want women. Makes us useless. Most
women say they like gay guys but  they don't really. I don't even if they do!"
"What say it? Or really  mean it?"
"Both! Kill  him!"
"Stand down! We have our  orders!"   That man was  shot.
"Kill him! On  three!"
Jeremy shut his eyes, "I  don't care anymore!"
He heard a familiar  wheezing and groaning sound.
"ONE!"
Something almost appeared  around Jeremy. It looked like a huge room. White.
Bleeping. Some shape was  operating the console. "The Doctor!"
"TWO!"
The walls of the TARDIS  appeared around Jeremy. But he could still see the
soldiers pointing their laser  rifles, guns, pistols and other projectile
weapons at him. From their point of  view, something solid was getting more and
more solid around the boy.
"THREE!!!"
Guns went off but they only  shot the dead bodies of Harn and Rob. Some
lasers bounced off the TARDIS and hit  the shooters, killing them or making them
lose an arm here, a leg there, a neck  elsewhere. The female lost her cunt in
the shot and fell, dying, robbed of her  sex. She couldn't  even scream.
Jeremy found himself in the  TARDIS. "THE TARDIS. Wait, no. It's not... "the ...
Doctor's  TARDIS."
"DO NOT MOVE! DO NOT MOVE!  YOUR ARE AN ENEMY OF THE DALEK NATION! DO NOT
MOVE! YOU ARE A FRIEND OF THE  DOCTOR'S!"
"Daleks!"
Jeremy looked at 13 Daleks  surrounding him, Daleks of all colors. All sizes.
Most were larger than he was  and they had menacing suckers, ray guns poised....
"IF YOU MOVE!"  They all said at once, "YOU WILL BE  EXTERMINATED!!!!"

TO BE  CUNTINUED!!!!!!!
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