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The Shadow Proclamation needs the Doctor.
They have a new evil to fight and no way to do it on their own. In an attempt to find him, they decided they must summon everyone he knows in the twenty first century.
Something was happening. The Universe and all the different dimensions were weakened and cracking.
They desperately needed the Doctor and everything in his head.
They possessed a Temporal Teleport that could hone in on anyone they programmed it to find, in any specific timeline.
They would use it to get everyone who had possible knowledge of the Doctor's whereabouts or of how to get a hold of him.
And if they are unable to ascertain his whereabouts, then at least with all of his friends missing, the Doctor would come to them. Even if that meant feeling his wrath.
"Do it," a tall woman in black said to a group of yet more people dressed in black, who immediately turned away to do as they were told.
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They all arrived separately, in their own little groups.
The first to arrive were Torchwood.
Captain Jack Harkness and his team, Ianto Jones, Owen Harper, Toshiko Sato and Gwen Cooper, as well as Gwen's husband Rhys Williams and their baby daughter Anwen, landed on a hard metal floor.
Jack was the first to get over his disorientation and stood up to have a look around.
First he checked who was with him and found with a slight sense of fear, that everyone who was near him came with as well. Thankfully, Anwen landed on her Dad's belly, unharmed.
Rhys was holding her with one hand and rubbing his head with the other.
Gwen opened her eyes and shot up, already on the alert. She was both relieved and scared that Rhys and Anwen were both with her but okay.
Owen had landed on top of Tosh. Tosh was quiet but awake and a little embarrassed that her crush was on top of her, though knocked out.
Jack found Ianto in a heap next to him, groaning from the rough landing but okay. He helped Ianto up and they both moved Owen off of Tosh and laid him down on the floor in the recovery position. Jack then helped Toshiko up.
As Rhys was getting gingerly to his feet and Owen was starting to rouse, a flash next to them announced the arrival of yet more people, who had just as rough of a landing as they did.
Jack was surprised to find Mickey Smith, Martha Jones and her whole family - Tish, Leo, their mother Francine and their father Clive - slowly getting up, groaning and looking around in wonder.
Martha saw Jack and the state of everyone with him and knew that he had no idea what was going on and that they arrived the same way as they did.
"Martha Jones!" Jack beamed his winning toothy smile and held out his arms to her. She ran and gave him a hug, a big smile on her face. "Jack!" Martha clung to him for a minute. "Are you all alright? Do you have any idea what's going on? She looked around and added, "Or where we are?"
"No, I have not a clue what's happening." Jack answered, frowning slightly. "I suppose we should just wait and find out."
"Yeah, that helps Cheesecake," Mickey said sarcastically, rubbing his bum and wincing.
"Well, it's all I've got Mickey Mouse," Jack smirked.
"Martha, what's happening?" they heard Francine ask.
"I don't know Mum," Martha went to her and put a hand on her shoulder. "Jack and I will figure it out, though."
Another flash and Sarah Jane Smith and her son, Luke, landed on top of Martha's brother, Leo.
"Whoa!" Leo shouted as he landed on the floor again; smothered in brown hair, leather jacket and fifteen year old.
"Oh! Sorry," Sarah Jane said, getting up. "Luke, are you alright?" and then she saw, "Jack!"
"Sarah Jane," Jack answered.
"What's going on?" Sarah Jane looked worriedly at all the people in the room with them, feeling a sense of dread.
"I have no idea," Jack answered.
"Mum?" Luke asked, looking scared. "It's okay, darling. We'll find out what's going on and fix it," she said, helping him up.
Another flash and Donna Noble, Wilfred Mott and Sylvia Noble all landed in a heap in front of Jack.
"What's going on? Where are we?" Donna asked, getting up. "Who are all of you?"
"What do you mean, don't you recognize me?" Jack asked her, honestly confused that anyone could forget him.
"No, should I?" she asked, bewildered and obviously scared.
"Oh!" Sylvia gasped and covered her mouth in fear. She went to Donna and said "Nevermind who they are dear. Are you alright?"
"Yes. Granddad?" Donna asked, helping him up.
"Oh, a little twinge in my back, but I'm fine," he winced and chuckled.
He went to Jack and beckoned him over, away from Donna. He told Jack everything that the Doctor had told him about Donna's situation.
"Oh, god," Jack said, scared. "So, he's alone again."
Wilfred frowned, nodding.
"I had no idea," Jack said, feeling guilty. "We have to keep Donna in the dark as much as possible," he said. He looked at Donna, “if it is possible."
"Yes, I know. I'll do my best," Wilfred hobbled over to Donna and started to fuss over her, in an attempt to keep her occupied and to make sure his precious granddaughter was alright. Sylvia caught on and did the same.
Jack filled in Martha and his team, now that Owen was awake. Martha looked saddened by the revelation.
"I need those of you who don't know Donna to stay with her and try to keep her in the dark or she could die. Understood?" Jack said whispering.
"I can do that!" Rhys said, matter-of-factly.
Gwen and Jack looked at him, bemused.
"Oh?" Gwen asked, bristling a little.
"Yeah, she can help me look after Anwen, while you and Jack figure out what the hell is going on," he said, like it was obvious.
"Oh...right," Gwen muttered.
Another flash and more people.
To Jack's amazement, wonder and glee, it was Rose Tyler and her family, which included the human Doctor.
Rose's family - Jackie Tyler, Pete Tyler and a little boy all looked around in confusion.
There was another person Jack didn't know, but he quickly found out his name was Jake when Mickey ran to him.
"Jake!" Mickey shouted and bear hugged him.
Jake bear hugged him right back, yelling, "Mickey!"
"Jack!" someone shouted and suddenly, Jack was covered in blonde hair.
"Whoa, it's good to see you, too," Jack hugged Rose with all his strength.
The human Doctor just smiled but asked, "Any idea what's going on, Jack? Martha?"
It was odd seeing the Doctor, not in a suit, but in a pair of tight blue jeans and a black button-down shirt. He had no tie and he had a little bit of scruff growing. Still wearing trainers, black and white trainers.
Some things never change, Jack thought and smirked.
"Sadly, Doc, I have no clue," Jack said.
"Doctor?" Martha's mother Francine asked walking up to him.
"Francine! Good to see you!" he gave her a quick hug and let her go. "But, I'm not the Doctor you're thinking of."
She gave him a funny look.
"I'm...complicated," he rambled. "Call me John, to avoid any confusion."
"What do you mean? You look like the Doctor, you sound like him and you know me," Francine asked, bemused. "If you're not the same man, then...," she trailed off, even more confused.
"Yeah...it's really complicated. Perhaps, we can save explanations like that for after we figure out what's going on?" John said, smirking.
"I have no idea what's happening, but while I have the chance, I have to share the good news," Rose said, grinning ear-to-ear at Jack, Mickey and Martha.
She held up her left hand to show off the big diamond on her ring finger.
"You mean...," Jack gestured to John.
"Who else?" Rose asked, still smiling.
"That's brilliant!" Jack smiled and hugged her again.
Martha was grinning.
"I'm almost jealous," she said to Rose.
"Oy!" Mickey shouted.
Martha snickered. She held up her left hand to Rose and showed her the, slightly smaller diamond on her finger.
"Oh my god!" Rose yelled. "Mickey!?" She was amazed and happy.
Martha nodded and Rose hugged them both. Rose pulled away and smirked, "Guess what else."
She put her hand on her belly and grinned, with her tongue peeking under her teeth.
"Oh, yes!" Jack shouted delightedly and scooped Rose up in the biggest hug he could muster.
Martha was laughing with joy and nudging Mickey.
Mickey hugged Rose tight, and then he pulled away, smiling.
"I'm glad you're happy, Rose. You deserve it," Mickey said and hugged her again.
John smiled wider, if that's even possible.
Jackie had her toddler, Tony, on her hip and Pete next to her, looking around. He had a death grip on Jackie as though she might vanish.
"Trouble follows you even when you're not you!" Jackie yelled at John.
John frowned. "Sorry...," he said, looking sheepish.
"Oy! It's not his fault!" Rose shouted back at her mother.
Rose and Jackie started bickering, which then lead to Martha and her family bickering.
Torchwood just stood there, watching and whispering ideas to each other.
Sylvia and Wilfred were trying to distract Donna, but only mostly, failing and making her angry enough to start yelling too.
John, Jack, Pete, Jake and Rhys watched this whole tirade of shouting matches, a little annoyed, amused, confused and slightly irritated about it.
It went on for a while, until Tony started screaming. Then Anwen started screaming.
Rhys tried to soothe his baby daughter; he cooed at her and rubbed her back.
Luke actually started crying and clinging to his mother.
Jack rubbed his face with both hands and sighed. John was grimacing.
Jake and Pete just looked like they were trying not to laugh.
All the shouting ceased when a flash of light announced the arrival of just one person this time.
The Master. He landed with a loud thud and grunted in pain, holding his head and his back.
"Oh, that bloody hurt," the Master muttered from the floor, scrunching his face.
He sat up, groaning and looked around at the people in the room, some of which were looking at him in utter disgust and terror and all of which were looking at him like he was a mangy dog who needed to be put down.
He certainly looked the part; in a raggy black hoody, a frayed looking red t-shirt underneath it and dirty black jeans. His hair was blonde and he hadn't shaved in quite a while. His boots were muddy and he looked like he'd been living in a hole.
Francine and Tish started crying. Clive glared at the Master murderously and went to hold his daughter and ex-wife.
"It's okay, he won't hurt you again. I promise," he muttered to them.
Leo just looked confused. Martha looked like she wanted nothing more than to shove him out an air-lock.
Recognizing most of them, the Master muttered from the floor, "Oh, bloody hell. Just shoot me now, please."
"Gladly," Jack said and pulled out his Webley.
A hand closed on it before he could even aim it at the Time Lord, who should be dead.
It was John, who said, "No, you will not 'gladly' shoot anyone."
Jack sighed, rolled his eyes and put his gun away.
"He deserves it," Martha said, looking at the Master with disdain.
"No!" John said and looked Jack and Martha each in the eye.
The Master looked at John seemingly confused, and then he looked disgusted.
He stood up, pointed at John and said, "What the hell is that thing!?"
"Oy! That's my husband you're talking about!" Rose yelled at him.
John sighed and rubbed his face. "I'll say it again. It's complicated, Master. Now shut up while I try to figure out what's going on here," John glared at him.
"Who the hell is this guy?" Rose asked John.
"A psychotic Time Lord, who knows the Doctor and thinks he's his rival," Jack answered, dripping with disgust he added, "Who should be dead!"
"Oh, I don't think, I know I'm his rival,' the Master grinned. "And so does he."
Rose looked at John. "He's another Time Lord?" she asked incredulous.
John looked back at her, a little scared. "Yes," he said. "Can we not talk about this right now?"
"I suppose it can wait until we get home," Rose said looking John in the eye, not the least bit happy. "But I'm a little disappointed with you not telling me about him before this happened."
"Sorry...," John tried for a smile, and failed. "I've had a long life, there's too much to tell."
Rose raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms, still looking him in the eye.
Everyone was watching John, some confused, some angry, some worried.
"Yeah, sorry. He's a...childhood friend," John said. "Of sorts."
He was looking thoroughly uncomfortable with everyone looking at him, now that most of them were surprised and angry.
"You never told us that!" Jack said looking aghast at John. Martha was speechless, so was the rest of her family.
"I didn't?" John said, staring at Jack with a look, like he was trying to be surprised but failed and instead looked guilty.
John, rubbing his hand through his hair, looked around at everyone staring at him. "Sorry," he muttered, looking down.
"I'm the Doctor's childhood friend and rival, not yours," the Master said, still disgusted with the thing in front of him.
"Yeah, there's that. It's still complicated," John said to the Master.
"What are you?" the Master asked, he had to know.
"Biological Metacrisis...," John said, looking sheepish again. Might as well keep the sheepish look on his face with how often he uses it.
"Oh," the Master said simply. The Master looked away and sat down against the wall with his arms on his up-raised knees, looking bored and annoyed.
"So, why are you alive?" Jack asked angrily through clenched teeth.
The Master just smirked and started tapping out his drums on his knee. Tap-tap-tap-tap, tap-tap-tap-tap.
"It wouldn't be the first time he's come back from the dead, can't say I'm surprised," John muttered.
Jack and Martha glared at John.
John looked between the two. "What?" John asked, bewildered. "How was I supposed to know he'd come back again!?"
"You could have at least informed us that it was possible!" Jack said, looking betrayed.
The Master started chuckling, tapping louder.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry," John said, grimacing and rubbing his hair nervously.
Rose sighed and put her arm around John's waist and held him in a half hug, her head on his shoulder. "Alright, you're forgiven. But you better tell us anything else that might be important, even if it seems far-fetched because I doubt we're here for tea and biscuits," Rose said looking up at him. "How did we even get here? Are we back in the other universe?"
"I don't know," John said, sighing in defeat. "And nothing important comes to mind."
Jack and Martha gave John a sad and forgiving look, and sighed.
"So, they're still there then?" John asked the Master.
The Master looked at him and continued to tap his fingers on his knee.
"I'll take that as a 'yes' then."
"What's still there?" Rose asked, curious.
"The drums, Rose Tyler. The never ending drums," the Master stated with a manic grin. Tap-tap-tap-tap.
"Now you're really starting to sound like a crazy person," she muttered.
"He is a crazy person!" everyone who knew the Master said in unison. The Jones family, Jack, John and Sarah Jane.
Rose nodded and looking around at them all, bemused. "And I don't even want to know how you know my name," she added.
The Master chuckled again.
"Moving on," John said.
"Yeah. So, any ideas what's going on?" Jack asked the room at large.
There was no reply from anyone. So, no one knew what was going on. Jack sighed again.
The room, now that they had a good look at it, was sort of small. The walls were white with green lighting; there was a two-way mirror on one wall and a big, steel door in the middle of the opposite wall.
It looked like a large interrogation room, Jack thought. Which didn’t improve his ideas about what was happening?
There was nothing in the room at all, not even a chair or a table. Just them.
They were definitely on some sort of space port, with the low humming of machines that supply breathable air. Jack, John and the Master knew that sound well enough, they've been on enough space ports.
"I don't know exactly what's happening," the Master said smirking, making everyone glare at him. "But I'd wager it has something to do with the other one," he pointed at John.
Everyone turned their gaze to John again, some of them muttering under their breaths and giving looks of disappointment. Of course, it all had to do with the Doctor.
"Yeah, that's what I was thinking, too," John and Jack said at the same time. They looked at each other and snickered.
The big steel door opened, silencing everyone in the room. It slid open parallel with the wall and a tall albino woman, wearing a long, black, sequined gown, came into the room. She was flanked by two Judoon.
She smiled at them all. "That is exactly why you are all here," she said, eyeing John. "We need the Doctor and his TARDIS."
"Why?" John, Jack and the Master all said at the same time, looking thoroughly angry.
"There is a great evil at work and somehow it is weakening the walls of the Universe. Which is why it was possible to bring you here," she said still looking at John. "It is threatening all of Creation, so naturally we need the one person who knows how to fix it and has the tools to do so."
"You could have just asked, instead of kidnapping us," Jack said.
"Earth is a level five planet, they cannot know of us yet. We need to do things this way to avoid any fluctuations in Earth's timeline." she said, smiling indulgently.
"Who are you?" Gwen asked, stepping forward.
"I am the Chief Shadow Architect of the Shadow Proclamation," she introduced herself, bowing her head slightly.
Donna mumbled something in the back, which no one but Wilfred heard. He looked at her, his face etched with worry.
"So, why bring all of us?" Martha asked.
"We brought anyone, alive on Earth who knows the Doctor at this current date," the Architect said.
"But what can we do?" Sarah Jane asked.
"If none of you know the Doctor's current whereabouts or any way to reach him, then you will all stay here and hopefully he will come to retrieve you," she said with no emotion whatsoever. "He will come to us."
"You can't just keep us here!" Gwen shouted.
Several people started to say the same thing, indignantly.
"I think you'll find that we can," the Architect said simply. "I take it that means that none of you know where he is or how to find him?"
No answer. She sighed and turned to the Judoon. "Take them to their rooms, keep the families together. Except the human Doctor, the other Time Lord and Captain Harkness. Lock them up separately with the highest security," she told the first Judoon.
"You can't do this!" Gwen and Rose shouted. A few of them started to shout at the albino. Then, everyone started shouting, the babies started crying again.
John, Jack and the Master all gave deadly looks to the Architect.
The Architect ignored them and continued "Remove all weapons and devices from their persons," she told the other Judoon. She went to leave, but the Master got up and with murder in his eyes, he had his hands around her throat before she could even turn around. He was growling with anger and shouting in a language that no one but John recognized.
Jack and John went to pry him off but the Judoon got there first and used a sonic stunner to knock the Master out. He went limp and one of the Judoon dragged him out of the room by his legs.
The Architect was coughing and wheezing as she stumbled out of the room. She managed to catch her breath, as ten more Judoon came in to take everyone else away. She told one of them, "Put him in a straight jacket."
There was a lot of kicking and screaming, as everyone who went hostile were carried out of the room. The ones who remained docile, which were mostly the mothers, were allowed to walk on their own.
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Jack was thrown in a room, much like the first one but smaller, with nothing but a bed and a two way mirror. The Master got the same kind of room, except when the Judoon were done, he was in a straight jacket and strapped to the bed, screaming.
Mickey, Martha and her family were all put in a bigger room, with six beds all in a row, one for each of them. They had a two way mirror and they were afforded a bathroom. Rose and her family, minus John, were in the same kind of room but with only four beds. Gwen, Rhys and baby Anwen were in another.
Poor Jake, Ianto, Toshiko and Owen were each put in a room of their own, much like Jack's and the Master's but with bathrooms.
Donna, Wilfred and Sylvia were in another room, like Martha's and Rose's, with three beds. Sarah Jane and Luke were in another room.
John, however, was taken to another interrogation room and chained to a table that was bolted to the floor.
TBC