//------------------------------// // Night Time - Ch. 3: Run // Story: The Doctor And Derpy Adventures // by Closer-To-The-Sun //------------------------------// Night Time - Chapter 3: Run "What are the Cybermen doing here on the moon? For that matter, why are the Daleks?" the Doctor asked allowed "Unknown, Master. However, I suggest we flee," K-9 answered, "Scans report that outcome looks grim." The ponies and metal dog were being closed in by the metal humanoids with a moon formation blocking them in from behind. The six Cybermen stood still and one began to speak. "You might not appear to be the Doctor, but scans confirm that you are indeed the Doctor," the Cyberman raised a hand and pointed at the brown stallion. The Doctor boldly stepped forward and gave a reassuring look to Derpy, letting her know he knew what he was doing, "And you do look like it, and your speech confirms that you are the Cybermen. Excellent! Now we got the formalities out of the way!" "The Doctor and his companions will be upgraded," another Cyberman spoke. "Yeah, I just don't see the perks of that. Never really understood why you all are so bent on upgrading," the brown stallion began to trot back and forth. "Upgrading is superior. It destroys emotions before those emotions can destroy," a different Cyberman answered. The Doctor rebutted, "They might, yes, but they sure make things more interesting. Like the emotion of hope, as well as happiness, and definitely love. Especially when you have a certain creature to share that love with." "The Doctor will cease speaking. Do you surrender?" the original speaking Cyberman commanded and asked. "Sure, why not. Playing cat and mouse can be tedious when you're going across time and space," the Doctor jested. "Doctor!" Derpy cried out in surprise. "Please Mr. Doctor! They're scary!" Dinky was cling on to one of the Doctor's back limbs, pleading with him. "Fret not, youngling. Upgrading will rid you of all emotions, including fear." "Now, hold on. Wait a minute, I never said we would be upgraded, I just said we surrendered. But there is another here who is not so keen on losing and giving up," the brown stallion had a smirk on his face. "Elaborate," a Cyberman demanded. "ALERT! ALERT! Hostile entity closing!" K-9 shouted. Before any realized what the Doctor meant by his words, a loud, piercing screech was heard in the form of a robotic voice: "EXTERMINATE!" A few laser blasts from the Dalek were fired and hit one of the Cybermen, deactivating him. The other Cybermen held out their arms, weapons ready and spoke loudly, "Identify yourself." "Daleks do not take orders!" the lone alien shouted at the group of metal humanoids. "Species confirmed: Dalek." "Records indicate you are an inferior species known as the Cybermen. Daleks are supreme!" "All hostile elements will be deleted." The two part robotic aliens continued their verbal battle. With a sly smirk, the Doctor was quite pleased with himself. "Doctor? What's going on?" Derpy asked puzzled of the scene playing out in front of her. "Two of the most powerful species in the universe, bickering like little schoolchildren on the playground," the stallion explained. Dinky was still confused, "Why are they fighting like that?" "They don't like anything that is not like their own kind. Quite sad really. Two warring species that share one thing, they cannot touch or feel beyond their metal cage," the Doctor took a pause before turning to his faithful, metal friend, "K-9, run an assessment of this situation and tell me when the time is right. Got it?" "Affirmative, Master!" The Dalek's voice became loud once again, "Social interaction will cease! Which of you captives is of least importance?" The robotic suit rolled forward towards the ponies, through the line of Cybermen. "That would be me," the Doctor stated calmly. "Incorrect. You are the Doctor. You are target and must be preserved above all costs." "Eh, I got a few more lives to fall back on." "Silence! You will be taken back to Skaro after your companions are exterminated," the Dalek explained. "Incorrect. The Doctor will be taken into Cybermen custody," one of the Cybermen stated. "Silence, inferior technology!" "Our technology is compatible." "The Cybermen will cease communicating!" the fighting between the two alien species began again. "Order is not from a Cyber-leader. Conclusion: no need to obey." "You are superior to Dalek-kind in only one respect," the Dalek continued. "What is that?" a Cyberman asked. "You are better at dying!" The Doctor finally stepped in, interrupting the argument, "As much as I hate to butt in this wonderful conversation, I do believe it's time we make our leave." "And how do you plan to do that?" one of the metal humanoids asked. "With this wonderful, little device!" the stallion held up a small cylinder. "A sonic probe?" the Dalek questioned the pony. "Anyone else getting déjà vu? It's a screwdriver. And quite frankly, I'm surprised you even had to ask." Quickly, K-9 interjected, "Now would be prudent, Master!" "Right! Allons-y!" With a flash, the sonic screwdriver whirred to life and short-circuited the hardware of both the lone Dalek and the Cybermen. The alien's bodies feel lifeless to the lunar surface and were finally still, "Good boy, K-9." Derpy and Dinky were understandably confused. "Mr. Doctor?" the filly asked, "What happened?" "My faithful friend here amplified my sonic screwdriver's frequency to such a high level that it deactivated the robotics of the Cybermen and the Dalek. Quite brilliant, if I say so myself," the Doctor mused as he put the sonic screwdriver away. "What do we do now?" the grey pegasus asked, one of her eyes drifting to the side. "One of my favorite plans, run before back-up arrives!" the Doctor spoke as he gestured the others run with him back to the TARDIS.