Written in 1998, Genesis of a Time Lord used the mythology of Doctor Who to educate in a fun way the definition of Cystic Fibrosis.
Join James and find out how he came to know that Cystic Fibrosis is not all it's made to be.
Previously in Chapter 10:
With curiosity to what the creature of the planet looked like, she reached out to the shroud of the nearest body and pulled it back. Giving off a shriek at the sight, the Captain and John rushed to her side and were horrified to see that the body on the table was of that of Janet’s.
“I don’t believe it.” The Captain said shocked, “What’s going on here?” He paused and turned to the door and beckoned the other two to follow him back to the lift. “Come,” he said, “we’d better go and find the others and get out of here.” At this, all three of the crew made their way to the door.
What the door revealed when it opened made the Captain stop dead in his tracks. His mouth fell open. He tried to speak, but no words came. He sensed that his companions were in the same rigid state of fear that gripped him.
A harsh, grating, mechanical voice ahead of them commanded, “You will move ahead of us and follow my directions. Come this way.” The voice and the creature it belonged to were unbelievable. It was a Dalek, and behind it…three more.
CHAPTER 11: Clone and Dalek
The three crew members were frozen to the spot in terror. The first Dalek glided closer. The single lens of its eye scanned them carefully for weapons. The Captain felt a prickle of fear run down his spine. The Dalek’s arm telescoped out and pressed against his chest, pushing him back against the wall. The enormous strength of the arm forced the air from his body. He gasped and tried to wriggle free. The pressure increased and the Captain thought his ribs would break. He did the only thing he could think of and with one quick movement struck the eyestalk of the Dalek. The powerful strike caused the Dalek to release its pressure on the Captain. In the same instant the Captain yelled to the others to run.
John and Janet did not need telling twice. They all ran, scrambling and stumbling as they raced towards the lift, pushing past the Daleks. The first Dalek recovered from its blow as they covered half the distance. Its stubby gun barrel came up and fired. The corridor was lit by a blue-white glare from the neutronic charge of the gun. There was the crackle of high-energy discharge and the crew felt the muscle numbing pain as the rays whipped past them at the speed of light. The door to the lift took the full impact of the blast. Its surface instantly glowed white with heat and rivulets of molten metal trickled down. Desperately, the Captain reached for the door, and then snatched his burned fingers away with a cry of pain. The neutron rays had welded the door immovably shut. There was no escape. The crew turned to face the Dalek as it advanced slowly down the corridor, its gun pointed unwaveringly towards them. When it fired there was hardly any sound and the light from it was no more than a gentle glow. The Dalek had fired at minimum power, but even with that, the three felt the rays jerk through their bodies like a violent electric shock. Their heads ached and their legs buckled under them as the dark blanket of unconsciousness wrapped around them and they slumped to the ground.
Fifteen minutes had gone by since the ST2020 crew embarked into the building. Commander Steve and Jean arrived back at the entrance hall and waited for the others. They didn’t find anything of interest; just empty rooms that looked as though they were waiting to be furnished. Neither of them could understand why there was such a big building with nothing in it at all.
“I wonder if the room the others went in is as empty as the ones we’ve seen.” Steve said looking at the doors waiting for them to open and the Captain to walk through.
“Probably,” said Jean, “they must’ve found something or else they’d be back by now.”
They waited another few minutes before deciding to see what was taking the others so long. Walking towards the door Steve looked at Jean and said, “Come on, let’s see what they’re up to.”
Wishing that Steve would be more patient rather than going off, Jean just sighed and followed. Like before, the door automatically opened and they saw what the Captain, John and Janet saw. Just as they were about to enter the room, the door on the other side of the corridor started to open.
“What took you…” began Steve who stopped in mid-sentence as he witnessed a Dalek coming out of the door. “What the...?” asked John not knowing what to do next.
“Stay where you are. Do not move or you will be exterminated!” The approaching Dalek said in its usual mechanical tone.
Not wasting any time, Steve quickly turned to Jean and gave the order to run. Both of them ran out of the room, out of the building and carried on running until they were out of the city.
Once outside, they stopped once they felt it was safe. “I don’t know what that thing was, and I didn’t want to find out either.” Steve said gaining his breath.
“The last time I saw something like that was in my last job at U.N.I.T.” Jean said not believing it herself. “They’re known as Daleks; hideous, machine-like creatures. All I know about them is they are bad news and have been defeated a few times by someone known as the Doctor.”
“What? Who?” asked Steve with confusion.
“The Doctor,” Jean began, “was a scientific advisor who worked for the now departed Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart. Apparently this Doctor travelled around time and space in a Police Box.”
“What nonsense,” Steve replied, “it’s absurd.”
“Yes that’s what I thought when I first saw him.” Jean said looking round.
“If this Doctor story is true, let’s hope he comes to our rescue!” Snarled Steve in disbelief.
As the TARDIS grew nearer and nearer to its destination, I watched the scanner as the home planet of the Daleks grew and grew. I could see a faint beam of light coming from the planet travelling in a straight line, and then disappearing into nowhere. I guessed that this was the time corridor created by the Daleks to lure the ST2020 into its drift. Getting used to the controls of the console, I managed to steer the TARDIS so to avoid the corridor. However at the same time, I wished to land the TARDIS close to where the beam was coming from, as I knew the ST2020 and its crew would be nearby. As the TARDIS entered Skaro’s atmosphere, there was a sudden pull of energy. The impact was like a violent tremor sweeping through the room, causing Lisa and myself to regress to the floor. The TARDIS was thrown away from its course, and towards the corridor. No matter how Lisa and I tried, there was nothing we could do. Before we could do anything, the TARDIS was drawn into the time corridor and was making its way to the Dalek City.
Janet was the last to wake. She felt the touch of solid cold metal against her cheek. She could hear the distant sound of computers humming. She tried to sit up, but was held down by some straps. She stared about her as much as she could, and then realised her head too was held down. She could just about see the Captain and John out the corner of her eye.
“Where are we?” Janet asked.
“I think we’re in a laboratory inside the Dalek City.” The Captain replied.
From what Janet could see of the others, they were strapped down on operating tables with sensors attached to their heads. Each table had computers and medical equipment by them carrying out the tasks they were assigned. She could see her clone lying on an operating table next to her. “Somebody please tell me what’s going on.” She wailed with confusion. “What are those hideous machines and why are they doing this to us?”
Tears of fear ran from her eyes and down her cheeks. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something move within the shadows of the room. Looking in the direction of the moving object, a Dalek with a dome on the skirting replacing features that she had seen earlier glided forward. Stopping by the side of Janet, the top half of the dome slid back revealing the hideous humanoid underneath. Ignoring the scream given off by Janet it said. “So you have decided to wake and join our company have you?” With an expression of what looked like a smile it continued, “Have I got plans for you.”