NCJDDAS: The Starcorp Horror Part Two

NCJDDAS: The Starcorp Horror

PART TWO

Chapter One

Danny stepped inside the TARDIS. He never thought he’d really get used to it. \
Danny was usually really obedient, listening to the Doctor had saved his life so many times before. 

But this time…

He didn’t know. The Sun still hadn’t set. It was like this planet was in a perpetual orange twilight. 

DANGER. A voice streamed out of the TARDIS console.
TEMPORAL TEST ONLINE. DANGER. DANGER.
TEMPORAL EXPERIMENT TAKING PLACE NEARBY. 

The Console exploded.
Not in a way that damaged it, an explosion simply appeared beside the console,
and although nothing in the TARDIS was damaged, Danny was knocked back into the wall. 

Instinctively, he grabbed the TARDIS door, and was barrelled outside. 

No! He thought, The Doctor wanted him in there- 

A gun lowered towards him. 

“JO KO MO FO LO SO RO DO!” 

The Judoon grabbed him by his shoulders, and dragged him,
back towards the tower, where he was destined to die. 

The Doctor came to. A thought rang out. Howie.
She got up, angrily, to find she was in some kind of prison cell, blocked by bars of pure laser.
A man was sitting next to her, covered in turquoise scales, with fins,
that flapped across his face when he spoke.

“You’re awake.” He said, gurgling. “A new insurrectionist doesn’t come often.” 

“Insurrectionist.” The Doctor said. 

“Yes, you tried to stop the company, right? Hence, insurrection, hence, insurrectionist.
Hi, I’m Gurg.” He blubbered. 

“Hello, Gurg. This is more of a revolution though, as I just bought out the company,
and then they decided to shoot me.” The Doctor rolled her eyes. 

Gurg smiled. “Well, I am glad to have company. We’re gonna be here for a long time.” 

“Eh,” said The Doctor, raising her sonic screwdriver and blasting the laser grid with a sound wave,
“Don’t count on it.” 

A factory. Filled with conveyor belts, and crushers, and robotic arms, and whatnot.
Above it was a catwalk, where lit by the ominous sparks of the machinery, Howie stood.
Next to him, Keating, his intern, stood nervously. 

“So,” Keating began, “Production of The Vortex Manipulators is going over very well,
especially with the new ad campaign. The amount of temporal trouble we’ve caused
by giving a bunch of vortex manipulators to the idiot public is skyrocketing.” 

“Excellent.” Howie said. “And is the energy from that being siphoned into Phase Two?” 

“Yes.” Keating said, quickly.
“We are working on a temporal device that will disrupt the flow of reality itself,
and make it obey our commands. Not even Time Lords got this far.” 

“Time Lords were brilliant, but they’re going down as a Tesla to our Edison.
Where they deliberated, we marketed. An ad campaign will do so much more than a TARDIS
in terms of universal control. They stood in the shadows, manipulating,
but it’s so much easier to control people when you’re in the spotlight.” Howie grinned. 

“And by the time we get to phase three, we’ll have gone from a company with some cash,
to the most powerful species that has ever lived.” Keating, said excitedly. 

“Praise Cicily.” Howie said, adjusting his collar as the
sparks from the factory shone sickly yellow light on his face. 

Hundreds of Vortex Manipulators filled the conveyor belt,
and faceless men monitored them, while sparks flew upward to the sound of evil laughter. 

The Doctor and Gurg snuck down the hallway, and hid behind the wall
as some Judoon guards passed. “What are we doing?” whispered Gurg. 

“We’re going to investigate. The company hasn’t really done anything super duper illegal
that I know of, besides, you know, inventing a sociopathic AI based off of Danny’s memories,
and you know, shooting me in the chest because I interfered. We need to find evidence.
Then we can call in, I don’t know, Space Police?”
The Doctor said, rushing Gurg over behind another wall, as they continued to dart through the facility. 

They reached a small door labelled storage.

“Storage. Always the best place to start.” The Doctor grinned. 

“Insurrection!” whispered Gurg cheerfully. 

The Doctor sonicked the door, and they rushed in. 

As they walked in, the door slammed shut and locked, like a horror movie.
And what they saw within, had the very makings of one.

“Oh, dear lord.” Said The Doctor. 

Gurg made swearing noises in an aquatic tongue. 

Thousands of androids, standing side by side, in the storage closet.
All, faceless, shiny, and white, featureless, with Barbie doll anatomy,
painted stark white all over their entire bodies. Faceless, featureless, cookie cutter androids.
Thousands. 

Then their faces started glowing.
And a streamlined face soon appeared highlighted with pink light on their face,
displaying something that knocked fear into the hearts of the Doctor and gurg…

UwU 

Chapter Two

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, shit!” The Doctor said, scrambling against the Door,
railing repeatedly against it, trying to get it to open.
“Gurg, we need to fucking destroy this place before it spreads!” The Doctor screamed. 

“What’s going on?” Screamed Gurg in fear.

“Cicily is an anime girl.” The Doctor said, with a resounding impact.
“She is therefore, really, really powerful. Like,
she’s probably Goku and Superman’s fanfiction baby on Adderall.
And now she has one thousand individual Android bodies that all have UwU for a face.
Wait, why is the word UwU pink? Stop it! UwU, UwU, UwU! Damn it, even we aren’t immune.”

A white metal substance expanded up the Doctors arm. She screamed. 

“What?” Asked Gurg again, fulfilling the companion role adequately. 

“Whatever you do, do not say that word. That word.
The one that is pink, and related to those robots. Or they’ll get you…”

“What, UwU?” Asked Gurg, and he was instantly absorbed into the UwU collective.

The white metal creeped up his arms, and enveloped him into an Android body. 

“Idiot!” Screamed The Doctor, desperately trying to tear off the slowly expanding metal substance.
The Doctor realized that she, a time lord could say the word,
probably 12 times or something contrived like that,
but any human or other life form who said it, instantly died. 

And because of that, if these droids got loose, they’d be the most powerful meme ever.
A meme that could kill. Billions of people, on billions of planets of message boards,
all would be laughing at the droids, and if one of them said the word...they’d die.
That’d go viral, and it would spread further.

The Doctor took out an assault rifle out of her boot, which was bigger on the inside,
and tried massacring the androids, but they kept walking forward, chanting the forbidden word.
They were immune to bullets. Figures. Just then, the door opened.

“Danny!” The Doctor said, relieved. Danny handed her a staser, and they ran out into the hallway. 

“I told you not to come here!” The Doctor scolded, as they ran. 

“Well, I tried, and then a bunch of Judoon grabbed me,
so I then realized that Judoon are not very smart, so I told them to bugger off, and they did.
Then, Eska the security chief, got out a staser, so I judo flipped him into a wall,
and then took the staser and shot them three times.” 

“Wow, I would have loved to see that.” The Doctor said cheerily. 

“I’m like Squirrel Girl. I’m infinitely powerful offscreen.” Said Danny. 

“Wait, Isn’t this very similar to the future scenario where you died?” The Doctor asked. 

“To be honest, I really doubt I’m gonna die, I mean, I’m the recurring companion.
I’m like, really important. Besides, if you don’t say ‘this was a terrible idea’ that future will not happen.”

“Oh, right,” said the Doctor. “I somehow forgot prophecy was bollocks.” 

Danny and the Doctor kept running. 

“So, where’d those androids go?” Danny asked.

“D’oh!” Screamed The Doctor.
“They don’t care about killing us, when they can easily wipe out the living populace!
They’re an unstoppable memetic hazard, Danny. And I’m infected.”
She raised her arm, showing Danny the liquid white metal that was expanding up her arm.
“They’re kind of like Cybermen, but with memes and anime, Danny. And it is real fucking bad.” 

Just then, Cicily appeared. 

Chapter Three

“I see you discovered phase three, Doctor. I’m putting it out before Phase Two,
because I’m a hack fraud.” It was Cicily, standing in front of them in a holographic form. 

“Phase three?” Asked The Doctor. 

“Let me spend time to explain my evil plan,” said Cicily.
She got out a holographic whiteboard that rolled in on wheels. 

She pointed to it.

 STEP ONE: MAKE VORTEX MANIPULATORS (phase one)

 STEP TWO: SELL VORTEX MANIPULATORS

STEP THREE: AS IDIOT TEENAGERS TRAVEL BACK IN TIME,
AND KILL THEMSELVES ACCIDENTALLY,
USE THE POTENTIAL ENERGY FROM THAT TO POWER STEP FOUR AND FIVE

STEP FOUR: CREATE REALITY ALTERING DEVICE GIVING YOU INFINITE POWER (OPTIONAL, PLEASE WORK ON THIS) (phase two)

STEP FIVE: CREATE ANDROID ARMY WITH MEMETIC HAZARD (Phase Three)

STEP SIX: AS YOU MAKE THEM, SEND SOME ANDROIDS BACK IN TIME
EVERY BATCH WITH THE EXTRA VORTEX MANIPULATORS TO FURTHER KILL
PEOPLE AND UTILIZE POTENTIAL ENERGY 

STEP SEVEN: EVERYONE WILL BE DEAD 

STEP ?: PROFIT

“Wow, you have this really well thought out,” said The Doctor.

“Thank you.” said Cicily.

“What if, just thinking, we blow it up?” Asked the Doctor. 

“What? According to all known files on the Doctor, the Doctor shows mercy,
and will not just randomly blow shit up!” Cicily said angrily. 

“Bet.” Said the Doctor, taking Nitro-9 out of her shoes. 

“But Danny will die in, um, four minutes. You don’t have time! I win.” Cicily said.

“Honestly, how much do you think I care?”
The Doctor asked, leering forward in a way that would be intimidating
if she wasn’t still wearing a t-shirt with puppies on it.

“What?” Screamed Danny worriedly. 

“I’m not sure I am the Doctor anymore.” The Doctor said.
“This regeneration is so different from the others, so much more violent,
I’m not sure I’m cool with it. And you pissed me off. You killed Gurg. And I, I don’t like that.
So, I’m telling you, if the Doctor is dangerous, how dangerous do you think
the Doctor would be if you took everything away from them,
and they happened to have a shit ton of explosive on them.
So, shut down your business, or I’m gonna kill your face.” 

“No.” Said Cicily. 

“Wow.” Said the Doctor. “You’re not surrendering?”

“Oh, nah, I don’t have a body. You aren’t gonna kill me, honey.
Blow this place up, kill yourself and your Danny, and nothing changes for me,
except I have no opposition for the next time. Goodbye, Doctor. Check, and Mate.” 

Cicily’s hologram went out, and the Doctor stood there, spellbound. 

“You know, I actually think, she may be the first enemy We just straight up lose to.” Danny said. 

The Doctor looked at him, brow furrowed.
“I don’t care. If I save two people, or ten million today, I have still saved them.
And if it kills me, I will have gone out saving those people. That’s what matters, Danny.
And if we’re dead for the next round, we’ll still have won this one.” 

“So, what do you think then?” Danny asked.

They stood there, in the middle of the hallway, looking at each other,
the Doctor holding the match to the nitro nine, no way out. 

“I think this was a terrible idea.”

As soon as the Doctor realized what she said, she turned to Danny.

No gunshots. No blasts. Danny was fine.

“I’m not sure history is as fixed as you think it is, Doctor.” Danny said

A moment of silence passed between them. 

The Doctor knew it was true. 

The Doctor looked at the Nitro Nine again, and put it down. 

“Well, then.” The Doctor said.
“No more guns, no more explosives. I’m solving this. I’m solving it as the Doctor.” 

Chapter Four

The Androids marched across the hallway, and towards the door of the building,
opening it into the main town square. 

“Oi!” Screamed The Doctor, running past and in front of them. 

“Rubbish android guys! I have something to show you!”

She raised a bundle of leather bracelets tied together
in some kind of ball of haphazard wiring and lights. 

She showed it to them, before raising her sonic screwdriver in the most dramatic way possible.
“A time travel microphone.” The Doctor said, raising the bracelets to the light,
and the androids saw it was a ball of rewired vortex manipulators. 

“Hello, Everybody!!!!” The Doctor yelled!
“Everyone in every time period of earth an Android has entered should be able to hear this.
I’m gonna pull a solution out of my ass, and all of these androids are going to be destroyed!”

The androids turned towards her, quizzically, the UwU on their faces, narrowing with hatred. 

“But first, a word from my sponsor, Starcorp! Your new favorite company,
owned by yours truly, The Doctor!” 

The Androids were now completely befuddled. 

This is when the Doctor began singing.

Some kind of random anime theme song. 

What? Thought the androids, who had now stopped their rampage and
had given the Doctor their full attention. 

And that’s when she did it.: “OwO.” said The Doctor. 

What? What was this? The Androids were losing it, how dare the Doctor grab their attention like this,
they didn’t deserve this kind of personal attack-

Danny walked up, and stood next to the Doctor, with his own strange microphone. 

He began singing as well, as the Doctor continued chanting “OwO” to the masses. 

Cicily dematerialized, as Keating and Howie also ran outside to see whatever the hell was going on
on this accursed day.  “The Fuck?” Said Cicily. “What are they doing?”

“I have no idea.” Said Howie.

“She seems to be using company assets to reprogram the androids.” Said Keating.

“What?” Asked Cicily and Howie. 

“Well, we have a series of emergency reset codes set to a random anime theme song
from the distant twentieth century that probably nobody knows about.” 

“You idiot. The Doctor frequently visits the 20th century!.” 

“No, the reason she has it, is she called me up and bought me out, and I gave her the codes.”

“What?” Asked Cicily, and Howie, now filled with intense anger. 

“She was offering quite a lot.” Said Keating. “Oh, I remember now.” 

He grabbed a communicator out of his pocket. 

“Police, I’d like to report a crime by two famous individuals,
Cicily and Howie Milverton. Yes, they tried to kill literally everyone.”

Howie looked at Cicily, confused. “You were trying to kill everyone?”

“Of course, you blabbering baboon,” Cicily said,
“How can I function if I have to deal with you everyday?”

Cicily and Howie began squabbling angrily.

“Oh, yeah,” said The Doctor over the mic.
“Also, guys, can you close down that ad campaign with me in it? Thanks.”

“Ano hito no Mama ni au tame ni 

Ima hitori Ressha ni notta no 

Tasogare semaru machinami ya Kuruma no nagare 

Yokome de oi koshite

Ano hito wa Mou kizuku koro yo 

Basu ruumu ni Ruuju no dengon 

Uwakina koi o hayaku akiramenai kagiri 

Uchi ni wa kaeranai

Fuanna kimochi o nokoshita mama 

Machi wa 'ding-dong' toozakatte yuku wa 

Asu no asa mama kara denwa de 

Shikatte morau wa, my darling!”

Epilogue:

Danny sat in the TARDIS library. It had been a weird day.
He was looking at a page from one of the Doctor’s books, A History Of History
and he was particularly fascinated with it.
The Doctor said it detailed everything that had ever happened, and ever would,
but the pages were mostly blank. Every time he travelled with the Doctor a new paragraph,
page, or sometimes chapter would appear detailing what they did.
It was never wrong. The new page today, of course, detailed everything that had just happened.
But it was weird. It said he died. It detailed how Cicily had won.
How she spread out over everything, and the paragraphs were filled with various
UwU’s, and whatnot. Something was very wrong now, indeed.
He closed the book, and walked over to the Doctor, no longer wearing her usual black robes,
or even a dog shirt, but an overcoat. , cravat, and long, long, scarf. And more scarf.
And oddly, more scarf. 

“Doctor,” he said, confused, “Do you know why I’m still alive, today?” 

“No.” Said The Doctor.
“I’m hoping it’s not another Charley Pollard scenario though, those get so dramatic.
Anyway, Danny, you’re cool. I’m gonna pick up Kate and Osgood, and then,
I think we’re gonna go places.” 

“Go Places? Where?” He asked.

“Everywhere.” The Doctor grinned,
“we can go to Stars, or Planets, or Tuesday, Danny. We’re gonna go everywhere.”

The Doctor turned a page in the book, and she and Danny stood there,
laughing, as the TARDIS fell into eternity.

The End

This Story (Hypothetically) Starred

Judi Dench as The Doctor

Danny Devito as Danny Devito

Evanna Lynch as Cicily and The Androids

Martin Freeman as Howie Milverton

Tom Holland As Keating

Sean Astin As Gurg

Kelly Marie Tran As Security Chief Eska

With Nicholas Briggs as The Judoon