Doctor Who: Rise of the Oojax
Kyle quickly ducked behind the barricade as laser fire rained heavily through the main control room doors. He checked his ammo clip. Only three shots left, and slammed it back into his gun. He knew that this was it; his life would come to an end.
Backup had not arrived from Earth, Kyle felt cheated. A two year terroform project based on the moon dismantled in just six hours. His crew wiped out or taken over in just a short time!
He lent his head against the barricade and looked up to the cold steel roof.
‘Please God, help me’ He said as he lowered his head back to reality. A shot echoed past his ear lobe which quickly snapped his conscious mind back from cloud nine. Then he heard them once more. The same words that filled him with dread!
‘You will conform or be destroyed’ the creature’s mechanical voice tones surged forward like fire.
Kyle had no where to go but back into the line of fire. He knew he had no chance of surviving the oncoming onslaught from the alien race. So he would give his life instead of being turned into one of these being’s like many of his friends. He needed a plan and in the blink of an eye he had thought of one! He was going to make room to run for it. But first he would need to catch them of guard. The Captain readied himself; he raised his weapon above his head and started to rise to his feet.
‘DON’T SHOOT’ he shouted. ‘DON’T SHOOT I’M COMING OUT’ Kyle repeated. The laser blasts ceased. His plan was working.
‘If I’m going out I’m taking three more of you with me’ he muttered as the full force of the alien threat stood before him.
‘You will conform or be destroyed’ voiced the closest of the half robot half human figures.
The captain quickly took stock of his surroundings. Not all the alien’s where humans. Some looked like rhino’s while others had green faces with green spikes. And there at the back a Sontaran, he knew what they where!
‘This is Captain Kyle O’Connor; he was the last surviving member of the Ucronian space vessel that was attacked by Sontaran’s five years ago on the planet Neevey. His survival instincts will be of benefit to the collective!’ Said the closet of the aliens to kyle.
‘You will conform to the Oojax collective’ said another as they began to surround him.
Kyle stood still. He couldn’t believe what he heard. A green alien just spoke about his history. Was this what a collective was? A shared experience between hundreds…
One of the Oojax raised his arm and a beam of red light glazed over Kyle’s weapon.
‘Scans indicates he only has three bullets left, his resistance will be minimal, He will conform’
The captain began to smile ‘why don’t you conform this’ and with that he raised his weapon and pulled the trigger. The first shot hit the green robotic Oojax while the other two hit the rhino humanoid. He pulled the trigger once more; and the chamber clicked empty.
‘You have used up your ammunition, you will now conform’ the captain looked down. Help from earth had failed to come, these where going to be his last moments before he became one of them. Highly decorated Captain Kyle O’Connor had come to the end of his path.
Suddenly he could hear the faint whirling of an engine. The sound became louder and louder. Blue light flashed in the control room. Kyle stood still as mild gusts of wind started to hit his face and twirl round his feet. Then before his very eyes the grey steel walls of the control room and the faces of the Oojax began to fade and be replaced with brown walls and small hexagon lights. He looked down at his feet and noticed he was now standing on a dark brown metal walkway. Kyle looked up and saw white double doors with nine small windows and the words police box spelled backwards. The noise stopped. Kyle stood amazed once again. Where was he?
‘Oh hello’ Kyle spun around to the thin figure of a man Wearing a brown pin stripe suit; standing next to a console.
‘I’m the Doctor!’