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Fic: A Good Day (or: The War in the Medusa Cascade). Prologue
Hello there. Clearly I am insane, as I have decided to start on a new WIP. OTOH I've had this story planned out for years and it's going to be fairly manageable lengthwise...
Basically it's the Seeker's 'verse version of The Stolen Earth/Journey's End. Except I'm so far from canon that pretty much the only things that are staying the same are Davros & the Daleks. (No really - no Rose, no Martha, no Donna, no TenToo...) Also it's intended to stand alone pretty well - there's no need to have read any of the other stories in my 'little' pocket universe.
Master post for whole 'verse here.
Summary: "Why is it only ever the bad guys who have a proper plan?" The Master's son finally meets the Daleks. And he thought it a good day. (TSE/JE rewrite with Eleven and Clara and a host of extras.)
Setting: Future AU TSE/JE.
Spoilers: The Name of the Doctor.
Rating: PG-13.
Characters: The Seeker (OC), Eleventh Doctor, Clara, the Master, Jack, River, Roda (OC), Davros, others.
Beta: The always lovely![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kathyh.
Thank yous: Tothe_redjay for the loan of Roda.
Feedback: Pretty please? I'm very curious to see what you think.
Prologue
The day dawned with a twin sunrise fit to be described as one of the wonders of the universe. The sky changed from deepest ruby to clear amber, the distant snow-capped mountains glowed like diamonds, and as the silver leaves of the forest caught the golden light they looked like molten fire rippling across the valley.
The Seeker, three hundred and nineteen years old according to human reckoning - and already thirty-odd years into his third regeneration - watched the spectacle from the top of the tall, graceful tower that formed the centre of his house, and smiled. It was going to be a good day, he could feel it in his bones.
Opening a window, he let the breeze ruffle his black hair as the suns’ light reached a critical point and flooded the tower, the warmth soaking into him like slowly smouldering fire.
He was half-wishing for someone to share the perfection with when his comm unit obligingly buzzed. Seeing the Doctor’s name he smiled, picking up the small rectangle with a happy flourish.
“Doctor! Good morning. Fancy stopping by for some breakfast? I know you like to hang out on Earth, but seriously, when isn’t England wet and cold? The temperature is perfect here and it’s beautifully quiet...”
“Seeker! Stop chattering, this is important! Earth-” a pause during which the Seeker went through his standard one hundred point list of possible/most likely catastrophes to have befallen Earth this time (he knew that tone of voice), only for the Doctor to utterly floor him.
“Earth is gone!”
“What do you mean ‘gone’? When are you?”
“Early twenty second century. Thought I’d drop by to see Jack - something about some new Torchwood employees he wanted to introduce me to?”
“Oh the twins,” the Seeker replied, hesitating slightly. “Yes, they’re... quite something. Not sure what exactly, but definitely something. And it’s just vanished?”
“Completely.”
“And you’re sure you’re in the right place?”
“Yes! Seeker, it would be really most awfully helpful of you to come along, because quite frankly I’m stumped.”
His eyes lingering on the tranquil view, the whole thing felt unreal. Maybe the Doctor’s TARDIS had just made a wrong turn somewhere...
Sighing, he forced himself to face the facts: His reluctance was quite simply down to his centuries-long ingrained dislike of being torn out of his daily routines, no matter how urgent the need - a knee-jerk reaction against having to drop his well-planned work schedule at a moment’s notice in order to run about helping the Doctor save the world with no plan or backup. Especially since at this moment the Doctor was obviously still at the hand-waving and bow tie-fidgeting stage, full of nervous energy until he found somewhere to channel it...
“What does Dad say?”
The Seeker could almost hear the Doctor’s jaw clenching.
“Nothing much, I locked him up when he wouldn’t stop laughing.”
Typical. His father might even know something useful and just refuse to co-operate because he liked to see the Doctor flail.
Although it had been... a very long time since the Doctor had actually locked the Master up; the two of them having reached some sort of agreement or truce - the Seeker wasn’t sure of the details, all he cared about was that they didn’t argue all the time. Or rather, that they didn’t drag him into their arguments. He recalled his father having some crazy scheme to take over the world in the 22nd Century, so he’d given it a wide berth except for occasional visits to Torchwood. Which is how he must have missed its disappearance... He was way out, time-wise. The Doctor’s TARDIS had to have connected the call, jumping into his timeline where she saw fit.
Pinching the bridge of his nose in an attempt at blocking out his serenely beautiful planet (since it was no earthly use at the moment), the Seeker did his best to boot his brain into functioning. This was far more serious than the seemingly annual attack of Sontarans or Cybermen...
Focus. Think. Compartmentalise. Emotions (fear, worry, the natural internal turmoil following the news that his childhood home had somehow vanished) - were carefully stowed away in a box, sectioned away to be dealt with later. Right now emotions would just get in the way, and he needed to think clearly. If Earth really had somehow been stolen by someone or something, they needed more of a plan than ‘Find it! Find it! Find it!’ So far they didn’t even know who or what might be responsible... Or how.
“Is there a precedent for this? Do you know of anyone who could have done this? Come on, you usually have a hunch.”
There was a long pause which said far more than the Doctor probably meant it to. Eventually he cleared his throat.
“Well, it’s not possible, but-”
Mere moments later the Seeker appeared in the Doctor’s TARDIS.
Chapter 1
Basically it's the Seeker's 'verse version of The Stolen Earth/Journey's End. Except I'm so far from canon that pretty much the only things that are staying the same are Davros & the Daleks. (No really - no Rose, no Martha, no Donna, no TenToo...) Also it's intended to stand alone pretty well - there's no need to have read any of the other stories in my 'little' pocket universe.
Master post for whole 'verse here.
Summary: "Why is it only ever the bad guys who have a proper plan?" The Master's son finally meets the Daleks. And he thought it a good day. (TSE/JE rewrite with Eleven and Clara and a host of extras.)
Setting: Future AU TSE/JE.
Spoilers: The Name of the Doctor.
Rating: PG-13.
Characters: The Seeker (OC), Eleventh Doctor, Clara, the Master, Jack, River, Roda (OC), Davros, others.
Beta: The always lovely
kathyh.Thank yous: To
the_redjay for the loan of Roda.Feedback: Pretty please? I'm very curious to see what you think.
Prologue
The day dawned with a twin sunrise fit to be described as one of the wonders of the universe. The sky changed from deepest ruby to clear amber, the distant snow-capped mountains glowed like diamonds, and as the silver leaves of the forest caught the golden light they looked like molten fire rippling across the valley.
The Seeker, three hundred and nineteen years old according to human reckoning - and already thirty-odd years into his third regeneration - watched the spectacle from the top of the tall, graceful tower that formed the centre of his house, and smiled. It was going to be a good day, he could feel it in his bones.
(Later on, he would wonder if he quite simply had no sense of premonition at all. His father, eyes dancing with malicious satisfaction and approval - celebratory cigar in hand - would declare it The Best Day Ever, which also negated the use of the word ‘good’. And yet... When he tried to label it, ‘good’ was somehow the only word that would fit. It was A Good Day, and that was that. Never mind the Doctor’s moral conniptions.)
Opening a window, he let the breeze ruffle his black hair as the suns’ light reached a critical point and flooded the tower, the warmth soaking into him like slowly smouldering fire.
He was half-wishing for someone to share the perfection with when his comm unit obligingly buzzed. Seeing the Doctor’s name he smiled, picking up the small rectangle with a happy flourish.
“Doctor! Good morning. Fancy stopping by for some breakfast? I know you like to hang out on Earth, but seriously, when isn’t England wet and cold? The temperature is perfect here and it’s beautifully quiet...”
“Seeker! Stop chattering, this is important! Earth-” a pause during which the Seeker went through his standard one hundred point list of possible/most likely catastrophes to have befallen Earth this time (he knew that tone of voice), only for the Doctor to utterly floor him.
“Earth is gone!”
“What do you mean ‘gone’? When are you?”
“Early twenty second century. Thought I’d drop by to see Jack - something about some new Torchwood employees he wanted to introduce me to?”
“Oh the twins,” the Seeker replied, hesitating slightly. “Yes, they’re... quite something. Not sure what exactly, but definitely something. And it’s just vanished?”
“Completely.”
“And you’re sure you’re in the right place?”
“Yes! Seeker, it would be really most awfully helpful of you to come along, because quite frankly I’m stumped.”
His eyes lingering on the tranquil view, the whole thing felt unreal. Maybe the Doctor’s TARDIS had just made a wrong turn somewhere...
Sighing, he forced himself to face the facts: His reluctance was quite simply down to his centuries-long ingrained dislike of being torn out of his daily routines, no matter how urgent the need - a knee-jerk reaction against having to drop his well-planned work schedule at a moment’s notice in order to run about helping the Doctor save the world with no plan or backup. Especially since at this moment the Doctor was obviously still at the hand-waving and bow tie-fidgeting stage, full of nervous energy until he found somewhere to channel it...
“What does Dad say?”
The Seeker could almost hear the Doctor’s jaw clenching.
“Nothing much, I locked him up when he wouldn’t stop laughing.”
Typical. His father might even know something useful and just refuse to co-operate because he liked to see the Doctor flail.
Although it had been... a very long time since the Doctor had actually locked the Master up; the two of them having reached some sort of agreement or truce - the Seeker wasn’t sure of the details, all he cared about was that they didn’t argue all the time. Or rather, that they didn’t drag him into their arguments. He recalled his father having some crazy scheme to take over the world in the 22nd Century, so he’d given it a wide berth except for occasional visits to Torchwood. Which is how he must have missed its disappearance... He was way out, time-wise. The Doctor’s TARDIS had to have connected the call, jumping into his timeline where she saw fit.
Pinching the bridge of his nose in an attempt at blocking out his serenely beautiful planet (since it was no earthly use at the moment), the Seeker did his best to boot his brain into functioning. This was far more serious than the seemingly annual attack of Sontarans or Cybermen...
Focus. Think. Compartmentalise. Emotions (fear, worry, the natural internal turmoil following the news that his childhood home had somehow vanished) - were carefully stowed away in a box, sectioned away to be dealt with later. Right now emotions would just get in the way, and he needed to think clearly. If Earth really had somehow been stolen by someone or something, they needed more of a plan than ‘Find it! Find it! Find it!’ So far they didn’t even know who or what might be responsible... Or how.
“Is there a precedent for this? Do you know of anyone who could have done this? Come on, you usually have a hunch.”
There was a long pause which said far more than the Doctor probably meant it to. Eventually he cleared his throat.
“Well, it’s not possible, but-”
Mere moments later the Seeker appeared in the Doctor’s TARDIS.
Chapter 1
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Twins? Really? Of course, that immediately recalls those twin acrobats...
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ADD BONUS OF ELEVENTY.
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Thank you! (It works! \o/)
I must admit that I haven't really been following this series, but if nothing else, the character list at the top caught my attention. I'll be interested to see where you take this.
Well the last installment got insanely long, so I can't blame you. However I've done my best to make every part stand alone, and the basic idea is fairly simple. And the characters... well, I couldn't use the ones from the original TSE/JE, as my story is so AU. So I thought I might as well set it in the future and have fun. :) Hope you enjoy, and thanks for taking a chance.
Twins? Really? Of course, that immediately recalls those twin acrobats...
As it should! :D (Although these twins are... something altogether different.)
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(That icon. I just makes me all weak at the knees.)
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And oh, I can't wait to see what you say to... well, you'll see. *g*
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:D :D :D
ADD BONUS OF ELEVENTY.
Heeee. Hope you enjoy! <3 And it's all coming. Once I've worked out all the kinks - rewriting stuff is tricky...
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*BOUNCES*
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Terribly clever!! Eeeee!!
*Melts*
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I've been sitting on this for YEARS...
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And I would totally blame you, lol!!
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The beginning was lovely, great descriptions, and I like the way you portrayed the Seeker's feeling about this day, showing the way it turned out would certainly not prove simple—and yet the feeling stood. The Master's reaction made me grin, of course ;)
a pause during which the Seeker went through his standard one hundred point list of possible/most likely catastrophes to have befallen Earth this time (he knew that tone of voice)
*chuckles* How fitting. And I love the way it turned out to be the only thing he wouldn't have expected—Earth was gone. The Doctor being at the flailing stage and the Master just laughing were also both spot-on and very entertaining ;) And I liked the Seeker insight (especially since I've seen so little of the character before)—his being so attached to his routine, seemingly so orderly, and disliking to be called to the rescue completely out of the blue, especially when he knew the Doctor would be at a messy, hyperactive stage rather than efficient. I also liked the way the Seeker just kept well away, knowing his father had plans to take over the world. It seems that he's learned to deal with his very peculiar family in his own way, which is only logical of course—he would need that. It was pretty interesting to see the hints of that. And the parts about focusing, compartmentalizing, keeping his emotions at arm's length also gave that feeling of extreme orderliness, having everything under control. I chuckled at the parts about annual Cybermen/Sontaran attacks and "Find it! Find it!" plans, too :D
Pretty nice introduction! I'm curious to see more of this =)
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Yes, and yes! :D
The beginning was lovely, great descriptions, and I like the way you portrayed the Seeker's feeling about this day, showing the way it turned out would certainly not prove simple—and yet the feeling stood.
He thinks it good - whether other people do... Well, you'll have to wait and see.
The Master's reaction made me grin, of course ;)
Dear Lord, I could write him forever. (Giving him a son proved the most fascinating thing...)
*chuckles* How fitting. And I love the way it turned out to be the only thing he wouldn't have expected—Earth was gone.
It's great fun playing with these episodes (complicated too, of course) - but since the readers will know the basic story I can use that to my advantage, and the interest - hopefully - comes from how the characters deal with what the readers know is coming. (I hope that makes sense. And - of course - I have a few surprises hidden up my sleeve of course.)
The Doctor being at the flailing stage and the Master just laughing were also both spot-on and very entertaining ;)
Also hopefully I've established their general behavioural pattern. *g*
And I liked the Seeker insight (especially since I've seen so little of the character before)—his being so attached to his routine, seemingly so orderly, and disliking to be called to the rescue completely out of the blue, especially when he knew the Doctor would be at a messy, hyperactive stage rather than efficient.
I'm very glad that worked - I was hoping someone(s) would take a chance on the story and needed to establish the character as early as possible. I'm debating whether to expand here, or whether to just keep throwing stuff in. (Am leaning towards the latter, as it should be a standalone.)
I also liked the way the Seeker just kept well away, knowing his father had plans to take over the world. It seems that he's learned to deal with his very peculiar family in his own way, which is only logical of course—he would need that. It was pretty interesting to see the hints of that.
Ooooh yes, he loves them both, but long since rejected both the Hero & Villain labels/inheritance. If you go back some day to the earlier stories you can see how and why. (Apart from just his basic personality.)
And the parts about focusing, compartmentalizing, keeping his emotions at arm's length also gave that feeling of extreme orderliness, having everything under control.
My little control freak. Yet another consequence of his upbringing.
I chuckled at the parts about annual Cybermen/Sontaran attacks and "Find it! Find it!" plans, too :D
He... really doesn't cope well with the Doctor's brand of chaos.
Pretty nice introduction! I'm curious to see more of this =)
I've done my best to be all calm and sensible in my replies, but inside I'm a ball of squee! Seriously, I will now love you forever!♥ And I very much hope you enjoy the rest!
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That certainly sparks curiosity… ^_^
Dear Lord, I could write him forever.
Then do it? ^_^
It's great fun playing with these episodes (complicated too, of course) - but since the readers will know the basic story I can use that to my advantage, and the interest - hopefully - comes from how the characters deal with what the readers know is coming. (I hope that makes sense. And - of course - I have a few surprises hidden up my sleeve of course.)
It makes sense, no worries! ^_^ And indeed, it must be a challenge adapting them to fit exactly the way you want them to go, but it’s all the more thrilling, both for you and the reader!
I'm debating whether to expand here, or whether to just keep throwing stuff in. (Am leaning towards the latter, as it should be a standalone.)
A balance… Stuff thrown in does build the character little by little, and indeed, it seems to work with the way you want the story to fit in your ‘verse.
Ooooh yes, he loves them both, but long since rejected both the Hero & Villain labels/inheritance.
That’s the only way he can deal with it all and stay sane! Character-building ftw…
If you go back some day to the earlier stories you can see how and why. (Apart from just his basic personality.)
Eh, I’d love that, but right now I can’t really see how I can fit an already-completed multi-chapter into the madness of all the things I want to get done (and am already not managing!), so I was all the happier to see you post a standalone story featuring the Seeker.
My little control freak.
I love those ;)
He... really doesn't cope well with the Doctor's brand of chaos.
No wonder ;)
I've done my best to be all calm and sensible in my replies, but inside I'm a ball of squee!
:D (You can also be a ball of squee! I wouldn't mind ;))
Seriously, I will now love you forever! ♥
Because you didn’t before? *huffs* (Jk :))
And I very much hope you enjoy the rest!
Pretty sure I will! ;)
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That's the idea. *g*
Then do it? ^_^
Just watch me!
It makes sense, no worries! ^_^ And indeed, it must be a challenge adapting them to fit exactly the way you want them to go, but it’s all the more thrilling, both for you and the reader!
:)
A balance… Stuff thrown in does build the character little by little, and indeed, it seems to work with the way you want the story to fit in your ‘verse.
Also it's interesting to write with an eye both on newcomers & those who've followed from the beginning... Much like the actual writers of DW! (Ahahahaha I possibly just died of an overinflated ego there.)
That’s the only way he can deal with it all and stay sane! Character-building ftw…
Uh-huh. And I can still remember the exact moment when he became a fully-fledged 3D character. It was like magic!
Eh, I’d love that, but right now I can’t really see how I can fit an already-completed multi-chapter into the madness of all the things I want to get done (and am already not managing!), so I was all the happier to see you post a standalone story featuring the Seeker.
Oh I wasn't trying to get you to run off and read, it was more along the lines of 'If you ever get there, sometime in the distant future...' You seem to have ridiculous amounts of stuff to do!
I love those ;)
Don't we all?
:D (You can also be a ball of squee! I wouldn't mind ;))
*rolls around*
Because you didn’t before? *huffs* (Jk :))
Oh but there is a special level reserved for readers of this 'verse.
Pretty sure I will! ;)
I'm having a ball writing the next chapter...
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And it works!
Much like the actual writers of DW! (Ahahahaha I possibly just died of an overinflated ego there.)
*chuckles* Love it ;)
And I can still remember the exact moment when he became a fully-fledged 3D character. It was like magic!
*insert pretty sparks*
Oh I wasn't trying to get you to run off and read, it was more along the lines of 'If you ever get there, sometime in the distant future...'
Did take it like that, no worries :)
You seem to have ridiculous amounts of stuff to do!
I'm a ridiculous overachiever. XD Stuff piles up.
*rolls around*
*bounces you*
Oh but there is a special level reserved for readers of this 'verse.
I graduated in your affection! *airpunch*
I'm having a ball writing the next chapter...
*cheers* :D
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(I am ATROCIOUS at keeping up with birthdays. So I try to make up for it belatedly.)
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It's very sweet! :)
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Having to make a conscious effort here to think of Eleven as the Doctor in question.
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Also - yay, you are reading, thank you! <3