Thorn Bush (Doctor Who Story)
Chapter 22: The Haunting of Villa Diodati
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It's funny, sometimes Kathy sees the Doctor quite frequently and sometimes it's centuries before she sees them again.
Kathy knows it's the former when she joins a certain group of writers during the summer of 1816.
Byron had already left England in April 1816, never to return until his death after having been forced to by the scandal of the separation from his ex wife, the rumours about Augusta (his half sister) and ever increasing debts.
It was in the summer of 1816 when Kathy met him, John William Polidori, Percy Bysshe Shelley, Mary Godwin (future Shelley though styles herself as if she is already) and Mary's sister Claire Clairmont at the Villa Diodati by Lake Geneva, Switzerland.
Kathy knows that the weather will keep them indoors for over three days in June, at which point the Doctor, Yaz, Graham and Ryan will appear.
Byron will challenge them to a competition to see which of them could write the best ghost story. This will produce Frankenstein and The Vampyre.
——
Thunder, lightning and torrential rain, probably thanks to the eruption of Mount Tambora the previous year which caused severe global cooling as the ash blocked out sunlight around the world.
Mary holds her young child as she looks out of the window of the villa.
"Confined again." Byron laments from his chair. "I cannot bear it. How are these guests you mentioned of Ms Davis, meant to arrive?"
"Do not worry, they have their ways." Kathy smirks as she strokes the keys of the piano in front of her. She hopes anyway. She hasn't dared go and try to find Shelley and attempt to get the Cyberium out of him as she doesn't want to cause any damage. She doesn't even know where to start as at the beginning he's all over the place before retreating to the cellar. She's happy and nervous to be in Thirteen's adventure and she knows what's going on
"Your friends sound so magical." Claire sighs wistfully.
Kathy's smirk deepens amusedly. "Indeed. It's almost as if they are other worldly."
"Such a shame your brother and sister-in-law could not join us." I.e., Carlyle and Ashildr. No need to explain how her own son and daughter-in-law are physically the same age as her or near abouts.
"Well, I could not possibly inconvenience Lord Byron any more than I have." Kathy shrugs off. "Plus, someone has to look after my wards."
"Ah yes, the mysterious new young Lord Sutcliffe and the Urchins he brings along with him." Byron remarks.
"The very world itself seems sick." Mary observes as she turns away from the window. Byron and Claire are standing and walking about at this point.
"A most ungenial summer." Polidori comments. "I've never known air as dank and frigid."
"Oh. Dank and frigid. Who does that remind me of, I wonder? Oh." Byron snaps his fingers and points at Polidori.
"Sleep well, sweet boy." Mary says to her son as she hands off the child to a servant.
"Perhaps Lord Byron or Doctor Polidori would read to us?" Claire suggests.
"What would Miss Clairmont wish to hear?" Byron asks.
"Something to awaken thrilling horror." Mary suggests.
"Yes, Mrs Shelley."
"To make us dread to look around. To curdle the blood and quicken the beatings of the heart."
Kathy sighs as if irritated but maintains her amused smirk to show she's only joking when she says, "Who wants sleep anyway?"
"Now Ms Davis..." Byron admonishes. "I have just the thing." He walks over to the bookcase. He opens a copy of Tales of the Dead - French horror stories translated by Sarah Elizabeth Utterson.
He begins to read as they gather around. "Tales of the dead." There's a crack of thunder. Kathy holds Claire's hand as she can see that the woman is unnerved. "At midnight, we took a torch to the chapel. With pallid countenance and trembling limbs we descended to the vault. Hildegarde's leaden coffin loomed before us. The Count was seized with the sensations of terror. He opened the coffin with a stifled cry of dread, and inside we saw..."
Someone knocking on the door makes them all jump. Kathy jumps as well despite expecting it but relaxes once she feels the familial mental tug when the Doctor is nearby. Claire lets out a small scream.
"I shall send whoever calls away, my lord." Fletcher, the butler, says.
"No, Fletcher."
"What if it is she? Hildegarde, the death-bride." Mary wonders dramatically.
"If something infernal is on my doorstep, I should be the one to go and greet it." Byron continues to speak.
"Infernal?" Claire questions fearfully. "Surely not."
Byron snaps the book closed. "Who is brave enough to come and see?"
They emerge slowly into the hallway towards the door as the banging continues.
"I'll wager it's Shelley, amusing himself with a trick." Polidori disdainfully remarks.
"Shelley is not one for tricks." Mary rebuffs.
No, he's currently being held hostage by the Cyberium that's in his system. Kathy is just waiting for the right time to help him.
Bang! Those next to Kathy startle while she herself rolls her eyes. Do the Doctor, Yaz, Ryan and Graham really have to be so dramatic?
Clearly sick of the hesitance to open the door, Byron walks forward casually and declares, "There is nothing to be afraid of."
He might as well eat his words because as soon as he opens the doors, everyone cries out at the sudden and ragged appearance of those at the door as they are light up by lightning. The Thirteenth Doctor and her companions, in period costume, also cry out, startled.
"Good evening." The Doctor greets. "Not quite the welcome I was hoping for, but I'll admit we've looked better. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintances. I'm..." She holds out the psychic paper but the historicals stare back at it blankly. "Nothing? Weird. Might need a blow-dry. Uh, Kathy?" The Doctor looks at her pleadingly while Kathy stares back amusedly.
"Do you know these people?" Mary questions.
Kathy shrugs. "As I said before, my guests have their ways."
Polidori scoffs. "Of course, you know these people."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Ryan demands to know looking offended.
"Anyway." Yaz butts in, giving a 'shut up' look to Ryan before turning back to them. "Got a bit caught in the downpour."
"Yes, because it is a truth universally acknowledged..." Graham begins to narrate.
"Wrong writer." The Doctor hisses at him.
"...that one's driver will park one's carriage imprudently too far from whence one is going." Kathy would've definitely been able to tell who he is talking about without having watched the episode.
"Can we please just come in before we drown to death? Please." Ryan pleads. The fam smile at them awkwardly.
Byron huffs with a grin before stepping aside. The Doctor grins and darts inside with the companions following.
"Kathy!" She cries, pulling her into a hug.
Kathy grimaces. "Great to see you to, but please no hugs after being poured upon."
"Ah right." The Time Lord/Lady (there really should be a non-binary word for the species) pulls back with an apologetic smile. "How long's it been?"
"Only two. Frost fair, fish." Kathy replies vaguely.
"Ah, yes. How is the new Lord Sutcliffe?" The Doctor asks knowingly.
"Good." Kathy can see that everyone is still inside the hallway watching them. "Anyway, our guests should really go and get dry."
Byron is startled to attention. "Right, yes! Fletcher? Take them to some rooms and make sure they are looked after?"
"Yes, my Lord." The butler answers. Graham had clearly not heard him wander up behind him as he startles.
——
Kathy slips away from the game Byron and Claire had decided to start and go in looking for the Doctor, Yaz, Graham and Ryan.
The Doctor is talking as they come down the stairs, "Okay, so there was a spot of rain, and gale-force winds and a super-long walk. But I got us here, didn't I? And Mary Wollstonecraft Godwin, soon to be Shelley, screamed in your face. Quality historical experience, that."
"Gold I'd say." Kathy calls to them.
"Exactly!" The Doctor grins at her as they get to the bottom of the stairs.
"What are you doing here?" Ryan asks.
Kathy shrugs. "Why not? It's one of the nights that inspires Frankenstein after all." She smirks and raises her eyebrows tauntingly.
"You haven't mentioned that have ya?" Graham questions her.
Kathy scoffs. "No, of course not! Spoilers! I know the rules, no mentioning Frankenstein, don't interfere and nobody snog Byron."
"If," Fletcher suddenly says startling everyone except Kathy, "you'd be so kind." The butler walks away to lead them to the drawing room.
"Blimey." Graham mutters.
"Witness some of the most enlightened minds of a generation at the pinnacle, the absolute zenith of their creativity..." The Doctor is saying as Fletcher opens the door to reveal Byron rolling on the floor with Claire, shrieking with laughter causing the Time Lord to cut off abruptly.
"Sure..." Kathy mutters with a smirk.
"What would you all care to drink?" Byron asks as he stands.
"We shall teach them the dance." Mary declares.
So they do the quadrille, with Fletcher playing the keyboard and looking done with the world. They all line up opposite each other and twist and twirl while carrying on multiple conversations. Since there's an odd number of them, Kathy had been paired with Ryan and Mary.
"I detest all gossip, you understand. Utterly abhor it." Byron declares to the Doctor.
"Mary goes by Mrs Shelley, except she and Percy are not married." Polidori says.
"It really is quite a scandal."
"Lord Byron is separated from his wife. The rumours are so disastrous he cannot return to England." Mary gossips next in retaliation.
"What do you think happens when you get involved with your half sister?" Kathy mutters.
"Now he keeps company with Mary's step-sister, Miss Clairmont." Polidori informs.
"We have an exceptionally strong attachment." Claire declares. Kathy winces in pity at the young girl as Byron mutters to the Doctor about how he couldn't exactly turn her away.
"Please, excuse me, fair lady. I must poppeth to the little boys' room." Graham says as he spins around with Claire. He quickly leaves the room and the Doctor takes her chance to separate from the arms of Byron.
"So... that was marvellous." She declares causing everyone to stop. Kathy pulls herself from the weird circle she, Ryan and Mary had created. "Is anyone up for, I don't know, I'm spitballing here, how about writing the most gruesome, spine-chilling ghost story of all time? You know? A bit of blood and guts? Throw in a corpse for good measure. Float anyone's boat? Mary?"
Mary stares at her oddly before declaring, "Or perhaps another quadrille. I shall choose the music."
"Hear, hear." Byron agrees.
"Excuse me, Doctor. You broke a rule. Next, you'll be snogging Byron." Yaz accuses her.
"I was trying to get them back on track. Something's wrong here." The Doctor defends. Kathy sees Claire take a knife and slip from the room. She knows Yaz is going to follow suit soon but won't be in any danger. "This night and two others, June 1816, Byron challenges Mary, Polidori and Percy Shelley to come up with a ghost story. Spot the difference."
"You and I shall be partners for the next dance." Polidori is saying to Mary.
"Not much writing going on." Yaz begins carelessly but then frowns. "And there's no Shelley."
"Bingo. They're a man down. Why?"
Kathy hesitates before speaking. "There's something you should know..."
Kathy pulls the Doctor out into the corridor, away from the others and explains things as best she can.
"There's something in this house that's affecting it?" The Doctor asks.
"Something alien that shouldn't get into the wrong hands." Kathy tries to explain.
"Any hints?"
"Find Shelley."
The Doctor nods then with a grin pulls out her sonic and Kathy does the same. Kathy knows in the end the Cyberman, Ashad, will get the Cyberium and create his army leading to the Master creating their own monstrous creations but Kathy can and will stop it.
——
The Doctor and Kathy are scanning the dining room with their sonic screwdrivers.
"She walks in beauty, like the night." Byron murmurs as he walks up behind the Doctor. Kathy rolls her eyes. Here we go.
"Of cloudless climes and starry skies." The Doctor finishes without looking at him.
Byron moves so he's in front of her. "I'm intensely flattered you're familiar with my work, Mrs Doctor."
"And so is every GCSE kid." Kathy remarks. She receives a confused look from Byron while the Doctor looks irritated.
"Just Doctor is fine." She corrects. "I'm quite into Shelley's stuff too. He about?"
"Indisposed, I'm afraid. He won't be joining us. May I be candid?"
"Go for it."
"I sent my man out to fetch your carriage, but it seems to have disappeared."
The Doctor stays quiet before speedily moving on.
"I'm fully aware of what you want and you have enacted Ms Davis into your plan." Byron says.
"Please, reveal all." The Doctor mutters.
"My third canto. Of Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, my work in progress."
Kathy snorts. "Why? It does half go on a bit. No offence."
"A lot actually." Byron remarks dejectedly.
"Nice mention of Ada, though. Big fan of hers." The Doctor adds.
"You know of my daughter?" Byron looks at her in shock, sounding more affected than he likely ought to have liked.
"Will do. Both of us." The Doctor gestures to herself and Kathy. Kathy looks up at that. She's going to meet Ada Lovelace? Cool. Though less cool when thinking about what the Master is up to then. "Gorgeous brain."
"Why are you here?" Byron questions.
"For a quick visit, supposedly, but I've been told of the danger in this house backed up by the this really weird vibe I'm getting off your house."
"Vibe?"
"Yeah. I don't want to worry you, but I'm sensing that it's sort of... unrelentingly evil."
——
"Doc! Kathy!" They hear Graham yell and rush back to the drawing room to find a skeleton hand gripping Ryan's throat with Mary and Graham trying to pull it off him and Fletcher and Polidori watching in shock.
Mary gets it off Ryan and throws it, the Doctor bats it away and Fletcher clobbers it with the silver salver he is holding. It turns to dust on the carpet.
"Great shot." The Doctor compliments him and he smiles for the first time Kathy has ever seen him do so. Ryan is gasping but seems fine. At this moment Yaz and Claire rush in.
The Doctor samples the remains. "Hmm. 14th. No... 15th century. Touch more umami."
"She licked it!" Mary mutters in disgust.
"She is the most baffling creature I've ever been acquainted with." Byron murmurs. Claire glances at him with a hurt look.
Kathy scans the remains. "Human. Protein, collagen and... nothing abnormal. Just as I thought."
"What kind of implement is that?" Polidori questions.
"One that zaps people's heads off who threaten people with guns." Ryan threatens, causing Kathy to chuckle slightly.
"I don't think they're really from the colonies." Mary realises.
"No. She is from somewhere much, much stranger." Byron says as he gazes at the Doctor.
"So's Ms Davis." Mary murmurs, staring at Kathy in amazement. Kathy realises how strange it must be for them to see how Kathy has changed since the Doctor and her companions arrived.
"The north." Polidori whispers.
"How'd it come to life, then? Was it haunted or something?" Yaz questions.
"No, Kathy said there's something in this house affecting it." The Doctor replies.
"Well, you did say the house was evil." Byron comments.
Graham looks alarmed. "Well, that's a development."
"I've been getting a vibe." The Doctor defends.
"And she's not entirely wrong." Kathy says.
"If there is evil here, I know who brought it in." Polidori says accusingly. Mary and Claire follow his lead to stare at Byron.
Byron sighs. "Very well. I may have a skeleton in my chamber."
"Right. You keep an eye on Trigger Happy." The Doctor tells Graham then she turns to Byron. "Me and you need to take a squiz at your skeleton." The man looks all too pleased and follows her.
——
The rest of them follow the Doctor and Byron to the latter's chamber.
"It's a collection," Byron explains as they all walk inside and fill the room.
"Of what? Dead stuff?" Ryan remarks.
"And in your bedroom?" Kathy grimaces. She gives the room a brief scan with her sonic.
"Relics of war." Byron corrects. The Doctor waves her sonic all over the place. "From my travels. Reminders that we tread on the dust of empires. Crops now grow where blood was split. An innocent fascination, I assure you."
"Waterloo." The Doctor gasps. She puts on a helmet. "Oh, I love a good plume. What do you think?"
Yaz gives her a small nod.
"Nice." Kathy grins. The Doctor beams back.
Ryan helps Byron lift a chest onto the table. "A 15th-century soldier from the Battle of Morat. His final remains." Byron explains as he opens it. There's a flash of lightning and Yaz, Ryan, Mary and Claire startle.
"One hand gone." Yaz observes.
"Both hands gone." Byron realises, he spins around as lightning cracks as if expecting it to be crawling behind him.
"Great. There's another on the loose." The Doctor comments sarcastically. "Keep your eyes peeled."
"Anything else strange happen since you've been here?" Yaz asks the historicals and Kathy.
"When the weather turned, Shelley began having visions." Mary says.
"He's prone to them." Claire elaborates.
"What did he see?" Ryan questions.
"An apparition of a figure floating above the lake." Mary replies.
"When you said he was indisposed, what did you mean?" The Doctor asks Byron.
"Er, well, when he didn't join us, my mind naturally wandered to the idea of some torrid assignation in town." Byron says in a gossipy tone and a pointed look at Mary, who quickly takes offence.
"Shelley often retires to our chalet to write. Maison Chapuis. On the shore." Mary corrects strongly and with sharp looks in Byron's direction.
"You should probably pop down and have a chat." Yaz suggests.
"No, he's neither in town nor is he at the chalet." Kathy corrects.
"Then where is he?" Mary asks.
"That's what we've got to find out, but I believe he's somewhere in this house."
Mary, Yaz and Ryan leave to begin the search for Shelley.
"What reanimates bones and leaves no trace? Why just the hands? Why only parts?" The Doctor questions. Kathy is listening but she's also being greatly entertained by the massive helmet on the Doctor's head. It completely contrasts with her expression.
"However, my collection's not demonic?" Byron asks.
"Correct." The Doctor takes the helmet off. "But I'll probably come back for this, though. Strictly for, er, safety purposes. Not because it really suits me or anything."
"This vibe you mentioned. Is it still there?" Claire asks.
"Yeah. I can't... It's like it won't let me think. I need to get out of this house." The Doctor says, moving to do so.
"We can't." Kathy says stopping her. Though come to think of it, she herself is finding it difficult to think.
"What do you mean?"
"Look." She walks out of the doors only to find herself walking back inside.
"Easier said than done, apparently." The Doctor realises. "You were right Kathy, whatever it is, it's affecting the house."
This doesn't stop the Doctor from having a go herself. Multiple times.
"The same chamber, over and over. How is it possible?" Claire questions.
"It's not. It's..."
Byron cuts the Doctor off, "Like a dream."
"A nightmare." Kathy corrects.
"Is anyone else trapped?" The Doctor calls.
"Yeah!" Comes Graham's distant reply. "And I think I'm seeing dead people."
The wind blows through, extinguishing fires and candles startling everyone.
"We're the same!" Ryan yells distantly. "I totally saw a ghost."
"We're stuck on the stairs." Yaz adds.
"Please! How do we move upwards? I need to check my son is well." Mary begs.
"Working on it!" The Doctor replies, crouching down by the fireplace. "Head's a bit fuzzy. Normal service will resume shortly. And ghosts don't exist."
"Of course not." Graham retorts. "You two just need a spray tan and a kip, eh?"
"Graham, what sort of dead people, exactly?"
"Oh. How can I hear your voice, Doc?" Graham questions.
Kathy crouches next to the Doctor. "She's using the fireplace chimney."
"Doc? Kathy?" His is louder and echoes.
"Graham? Graham?" Kathy calls.
"They've gone now. And... so's Polidori. I've lost him."
"You had one job!" The Doctor whines.
"Yeah, made more challenging by his ability to walk through walls." Graham defends.
"Through?"
"Well, he just turned sort of zombie and went into one."
Byron crouches down next to them. "What do you speak of? What is a zombie?" He questions.
"Mrs Doctor?" Claire calls.
"Kind of a dead person walking, but it won't be that." The Doctor explains.
"Mrs Doctor? Ms Davis?"
Kathy looks up to see a shimmering light on one of the walls, she stands quickly and comes to stand by Claire.
"How do you know?" Byron asks.
"Because Polidori isn't dead, for a kick-off."
Polidori walks in through the wall. Claire grips Kathy's in fright.
"Uh, Doctor!" Kathy yells.
"What?!" The Doctor exclaims. She spins around and sees Polidori gliding into the room. Lightning strikes, lightning up the room.
"Polidori!" Byron hides behind Claire and Kathy.
"He emerged from the wall like a phantom." Claire gasps.
"Begone, demon!" Byron cries.
The Doctor walks over to observe Polidori. "Pulse? Check. Breathing. Check."
"May I just say, you are quite lovely in a crisis." Byron flirtatiously remarks, stepping around Claire and Kathy. Kathy glares at him irritably.
"No, you may not." The Doctor gives him her own annoyed look before turning back to Polidori. "The lights are on, but he's gone on a mini-break."
"Possessed?" Byron suggests.
"Or asleep? He walks in his sleep." Claire suggests then.
"She's right." Kathy agrees. What Shelley is doing to the house is scrabbling her mind but she's pushing through. "There's an illusion that's allowing him to walk as normal because he's not experiencing it like we are. He's just asleep and can't see it. That's why er he was able to walk through the wall and up as well. I-it's a, um, perception filter."
The Doctor moves to a wall as Kathy speaks and is able to put her hand through the wall. "We're surrounded. Immersed." She realises. She turns to yell to everyone else. "Close your eyes. Clear your mind. We're only experiencing what it wants us to."
After a few moments, there's a sudden scream. Mary must've been able to get to her son's room only to find a cot containing a skull and hand.
The scream startles Polidori awake. He looks at them unperturbed. "I suspect I must have missed something."
"Yes," the Doctor replies, "but you've shown us how to get out of this room."
They step through the wall and make their way along a corridor, which is one Kathy recognises as being from the ground floor despite them having just been upstairs.
"This can't be the hallway. We've not descended the stairs." Byron utters, but then emerges into the entranceway to be confronted with a wall that should really have a door leading outside. "It is."
"And there really should be a door there." Kathy points out.
"Please can we get out of here?" Claire begs.
"In theory, yes. We just have to tell ourselves that we can walk through the door we know is right there..." The door appears as the Doctor opens it.
Kathy realises something. "Wait, Doctor—"
It's too late, the Doctor steps through but hits something solid. "Oh!"
They all wince and hiss.
——
Everyone is back together in the drawing room. The skull and hand are under glass and not at all pleased about it. Kathy grimaces at the way they wiggle about.
"My bones have never caused such mischief before, I swear." Byron declares.
"The things we know. We can move inside, but not out." The Doctor says.
"Dead things don't act dead." Yaz adds.
"People vanish. Elise? My poor William." Mary laments, clinging to Claire.
"There's no sign of Fletcher either." Ryan points out.
"I've never believed in such things, but could this be Hell? Could we be deceased?" Byron questions.
"Nice blue-sky thinking, but no." The Doctor disagrees.
"This place keeps on folding in on itself as well." Kathy says. She knows this is Ryan's line but she needs to make sure it's mentioned.
It dawns on the Doctor. "Exactly. It's like you said, something is in the house. To protect it, we're caught in a security system. It's... it's turned the house into a sort of giant panic room."
"In 1816?" Graham questions in disbelief.
The Doctor turns to the window. "The Year Without a Summer. They blamed it on volcanic ash covering the sunlight. Weather went haywire." She turns to them all. "What if something came here that wasn't supposed to and caused a major disturbance?"
"Like what?" Yaz asks.
"That?" Mary points out of the window.
"That could be a solid option, Mary, yes." The Doctor murmurs as they all walk over to the window to see a silver figure in the distance.
"What is it?"
"I don't know."
"It's sort of just floating around." Ryan observes.
"Like a death god rising from Hades." Yaz says.
"Shelley's vision." Mary realises what Yaz is saying. "But we're all having it."
"No. It's pushing through." Kathy points out. "That is what Shelley saw. It's not a vision. It never was. It's a traveller moving through Time. A lone Cyberman."
"What? Like you and Jack talked about?" Yaz questions.
Before Kathy can answer, a flash of lightning illuminates the figure in the hallway. Kathy turns around to watch it.
"Apparently. And he's trying to get in." Kathy says. Everyone turns around as it succeeds, fully appearing in the corridor. Kathy is already running to the door with the Doctor behind her.
"Are you the Guardian?" He asks. They quickly shut the door on it and the Doctor sonics it locked.
"Beware of the lone Cyberman! Don't let it have what it wants." Yaz reminds them. Thanks, Yaz, kind of already knew that. Though she's not sure how she's going to stop this.
"At all costs!" Graham adds.
Mary, Byron, Polidori and Ryan are already barricading the door with furniture from the room.
"Yes, thank you!" The Doctor retorts.
"May I ask, what is a Cyberman?" Mary asks once they are all grouped up, backing away from the door, and looking at it worriedly.
"Someone altered. Organs, flesh surgically replaced with mechanical parts without consent. It drives them insane, so they alter the brain too, switch off all emotion." The Doctor explains.
And Mary's inspiration for Frankenstein apparently.
"Are you the Guardian?" The Cyberman can be heard saying.
"Never seen one like him before. He's different. Unfinished."
"But still just as deadly when at full power," Kathy warns them. She looks at the door with a level of fear and interest. The last time she'd interacted with Cybermen was at the Pandorica, where she didn't get much interaction with. Even now, this still isn't a full Cyberman experience. She wonders when she'll meet one.
"Are you the Guardian?"
"Whatever he come for is hidden here. It explains the security." The Doctor explains.
"What's hidden?" Ryan asks. Kathy doesn't dare answer in case the Cyberman can hear them.
"I've no idea, but we need to beat him to it, quick." The Doctor replies. She reaches for the door handle.
"Doctor, what are you doing? Where are you going?" Yaz questions.
The Doctor opens the door to reveal the Cyberman is no longer there. Kathy is filled with dread when she thinks of where he's gone.
"You're not leaving us?" Mary asks desperately.
"I have to find what he's looking for. Alone." The Doctor declares.
"You need backup. All of us against one." Yaz argues.
"One Cyberman, but then thousands. Humans like all of you changed into empty, soulless shells. No feeling, no control, no way back. I will not lose anyone else to that." The Doctor declares. Kathy winces when she thinks of Bill. She'd only seen the companion recently and to think of her initial fate. The only consolation is Bill then sees Heather again and will become a Sentient Oil Creature like her. "Do not follow me."
"Well, that means I'm safe, doesn't it?" Kathy persists.
"I need to do this alone. Stay with the others." The Doctor leaves without another word. Kathy glares after her, frustrated and annoyed.
"What if it finds William?" Mary asks worriedly.
"We need to find the child." Polidori agrees.
"And a way out." Byron adds.
"We are not safe here. He could pass through a wall at any moment." Claire argues.
"You're right, we can't just sit here." Kathy declares. Plus, they need to leave because this is when they're able to find Shelley.
"The Doctor told us to wait," Ryan argues. Kathy raises an eyebrow. Honestly, what kind of companion is he? Staying when the Doctor tells them to is not the companions' motto.
"Technically, she only told us not to follow her." Yaz gets it. "Let's split up." Or maybe not.
"When is that ever a good idea!" Kathy remarks sarcastically.
——
Yaz, Ryan, Mary and Byron head one way while Kathy goes with Graham, Claire and Polidori. Better to stick with the group that finds Shelley.
They open a door to find it leads to the cellar.
"The cellar. We'll give it a miss, eh?" Graham remarks nervously.
"Oh, come on, Graham! Where's your sense of adventure?" Kathy asks with a grin.
"Left behind and over taken with my need to survive." The companion retorts unhappily.
"Could the coal hatch be a means of escape? We should try everywhere." Claire argues.
"Is it too late to choose another group?" Asks a frightened Polidori.
"Come on, we won't get anywhere standing here." Kathy says, leading the way down the steps.
Kathy and Polidori reach where the coal hatch should be, only to find it not there as Kathy had expected.
Polidori hurries to where Graham and Claire are looking about. "The coal hatch has gone. Oh, there's no way out." He tells them fearfully.
Suddenly, Claire's candle goes out and she vanishes from their sight.
"Claire, you okay?" Graham calls somewhat calmly but you can hear the tremor underlining his voice.
"Miss Clairmont?" Polidori's fear is more apparent.
"There's something down here with us." Claire whimpers. Well, that's not terrifying at all.
"Claire?" Kathy calls. "It's alright. Just walk back towards our voices and the candle light."
Claire slowly does as she says and Kathy lights her candle with her own.
"Something crept in front of me. I heard its vile breath." Claire tells them. "Listen..."
They all hear something then and turn in that direction. Graham moves forward into another section of the cellars with the rest of them walking slowly behind. Kathy doesn't want to rush as she doesn't want to cause Shelley any panic. They turn a corner; their candles illuminate a familiar figure. Shelley.
He's huddled in the corner looking shaken and unwell. "I'm sorry, but I tried to hide it. I have to keep him out."
"It's alright." Kathy tries to reassure him, crouching down in front of him along with Graham. "We know you're doing your best."
"Who are you?" Graham asks him.
"I'm the Guardian." Shelley replies. "I am Percy Bysshe Shelley."
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Polidori and Claire leave to retrieve the Doctor and soon she arrives with Yaz in tow. Kathy knows that Polidori, Claire and Byron are hiding elsewhere while Mary will arrive shortly.
The Doctor scans Shelley. "Shelley in a cellar, hidden away, cloaked, too big to register. That's why the readings have been off. It's something called a Cyberium."
"I'm trying to protect it." Shelley tells her. The Cyberman suddenly zaps in, blinding them with the light. Shelley isn't having any of it. "Be gone, invader!" The Cyberman is relocated in the house, they faintly hear him roar in rage. Shelley breathes heavily from the effort it took.
"Who moved him? Is it you changing the house?" The Doctor questions.
"Some, but not all. It has its own room." Shelley replies. It's clear that talking is taking a lot of effort for him. Suddenly Mary appears nearby.
"Mary!" The Doctor gasps in surprise and frustration.
"I cannot hide. Not while he suffers." Mary crouches down beside her beloved.
"Show me." The Doctor makes telepathic contact with Shelley. "What happened to you?"
"I was out walking alone. There was a glimmer in the lake. Exquisite. Alive. Like quicksilver. I fished it out to study it more closely. But then it took root within me." Shelley lets out a sudden gasp causing the Doctor to break contact. "I returned. I was changed. No one could see me. It hid itself in me, and hid me within the villa."
"And when it thought it might be discovered, it manipulated all of our perceptions." The Doctor realises.
"Since the quicksilver has taken hold of me, I see symbols. Symbols and numbers. They will not leave my head, no matter how much I transcribe them." Shelley explains. Coordinates for the future.
"The symbols were all over his room. All over the walls." Yaz tells them.
"The house was like shifting sands. I sought solitude here, in the dark."
"What happened to him?" Ryan wonders.
"I'm going with... alien parasite." Graham suggests.
Kathy slightly smiles at his remark but shakes her head. "It's Cyber technology. It's given him information on their entire past and future."
"They scorched and split the sky. Built the army of all armies. Left behind only pain, rage, fear and death." Shelley further explains.
"How is he seeing all this?" Mary questions.
"The Cyberium is burning through his mind. It'll destroy him if it stays in him much longer. An epic battle." The Doctor explains. "The Cyberium at the heart of it, controlling data, strategy, decision-making. Clever! Very clever. Someone took it from the Cybermen, sent it back through time here in an attempt to change the future."
There's a flash of light as the Cyberman tries to get back into the cellar but fails.
"In an attempt to protect you from that."
"I can't keep him away much longer." Shelley heaves.
"Then don't."
Kathy, Ryan, Yaz and Graham look at her in alarm and surprise though Kathy doesn't do the latter.
"Doc." Graham mutters.
"Stop fighting. It's okay." The Doctor reassures Shelley.
"But Doctor, I have seen what happens. It can't get into the wrong hands!" Kathy argues pleadingly.
"I know, because armies will rise and billions will die."
"Shelley's going to die if that stuff stays inside him." Graham points out. Kathy sighs, what is she to do?
"Shelley's only one life against all those others." Ryan argues.
Mary is shocked and in disbelief. "What are you saying? How can you condemn him to death like that?"
"But is he, Ryan?" The Doctor asks. "His thoughts, his words inspire and influence thousands for centuries. If he dies now, who knows what damage that will have on future history? Words matter! One death, one ripple, and history will change in a blink. The future will not be the world you know. The world you came from, the world you were created in won't exist, so neither will you. It's not just his life at stake. It's yours. You want to sacrifice yourself for this? You want me to sacrifice you? You want to call it? Do it now. All of you."
There's silence before Kathy opens her mouth, "But it's one possible ripple against billions certainly dying if you let the Cyberman have it."
"Shut up!" The Doctor suddenly snaps.
Kathy looks at the Doctor in wide eyed shock. They had never spoken to her like that before.
"You're not my equal, Kathy!" The Doctor snaps before turning to her companions who are either staring at her or at the floor despondently. "Sometimes all the decisions are for me to decide. Sometimes this team structure isn't flat. It's mountainous, with me at the summit in the stratosphere, alone, left to choose. Save the poet, save the universe. Watch people burn now or tomorrow. Sometimes, even I can't win."
"Please, help me." Shelley begs.
This time the Cyberman is able to push through and marches over and demands, "Release what you hold."
"How?"
"Release it!"
"He doesn't know what that means! You've got to tell him what he's got to do!" Graham yells at him.
"I am addressing the Cyberium." The Cyberman corrects him. "It must execute the host to be extracted."
"It's not obeying you." The Doctor leans into his face as she smugly retorts.
"Hmm. Then I shall execute the host." He prepares his gun but Mary steps forward, stopping him in his tracks.
"What is your name, sir?" She asks.
"Mary, this is not a good time to talk." Kathy tries to tell her quietly. She still feels shaken from having the Doctor's anger directed at her.
"Or names. Are you several men? A composite of parts." Mary murmurs to herself as she analyses the Cyberman in front of her.
"I am better than men." The Cyberman angrily corrects.
"Yet I still see a soul in there."
The Cyberman laughs. "What do you think you see, child?"
"I see the man who spared my son." Mary tells him. "Were you a father, before?"
"I was." It's strange how Kathy can see some emotion there but knows how quickly it'll turn in a few moments.
"You didn't want to be this way. They hurt you, this modern Prometheus. You loved once. And were loved in return. You do not wish to kill." Mary declares. She holds out her hand, and he touches it.
"My name was Ashad. I did spare your son..." the Cyberman then grabs her arm, "because he's a useless runt, sickly and weak. And I did have children. I slit their throats when they joined the resistance." It switches to holding the back of her neck. "In death we are transformed, improved, updated, as you will learn."
"Transformed in death. I'm sorry, Percy Shelley. So very sorry." The Doctor apologises to the poet.
"Doctor!" Kathy yells. She knows it's too late and they need to save Mary plus Shelley survives but this means the Doctor will give the Cyberman what he wants.
The Doctor touches Shelley's head and Kathy knows he's being shown himself drowning in the Mediterranean in 1822.
"Mrs Doctor, what are you doing to him?" Mary questions desperately.
Silver flows out from Shelley's mouth and the Doctor jerks back.
"The Cyberium, it's leaving his body." Yaz observes.
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They then all appear in the drawing room where Byron, Claire and Polidori hide. They all stagger at the force of the change. Shelley still lies on the floor but is now unconscious.
"What just happened?" Graham questions.
"How are we back here?" Yaz wonders.
"He's reset the house." The Doctor explains. "Shelley needs help. I think I've freed him from the Cyberium."
"At what cost?" Mary asks her as Yaz and Kathy kneel next to Shelley. Kathy knows they need to help him get through the trauma of what the Doctor had just done to him.
The Cyberium is in mid-air. The Doctor and the Cyberman both reach for it. It moves towards the former.
"No!" The latter cries in frustration and anger.
"And it chooses me. Interesting. Time Lord magnetism. Looks like I'm the true Guardian." The Cyberium passes into the Doctor.
"Surrender it or I will execute you." The Cyberman threatens.
"I'd be very careful with those execution threats. I can feel it already, fusing to me. It feels very at home. Recognising great host material. Not to big myself up, but I don't think it'll vacate me without a fight." The Doctor remarks smugly.
The Cyberman simply turns his arm towards the window. The thunderstorm shakes the villa. Kathy looks up from Shelley as she's jolted to see a hole open in the sky.
"What are you doing?!"
"Transmitting. My ship will lock onto my signal. It will tear this reality, and this planet will remain only in shreds." The Cyberman declares.
"This world doesn't end in 1816. It can't." The Doctor murmurs in disbelief.
"It will."
Kathy is taking it in turns doing chest compressions with Yaz. Yaz suddenly stops in the middle of hers to say to the Doctor, "He's bluffing. Don't listen to him. Kathy, tell her!"
Kathy looks unsurely at the Doctor, her hurtful words ringing through her mind. "I-I don't know. I can't be sure Yaz." She genuinely doesn't know as they never got to find out but could they risk it? She wordlessly returns to the chest compressions.
"She's right, we can't be sure. I can't risk this planet. I can't win!" The Doctor agrees mournfully. Kathy catches the quick apologetic look in her direction from the Doctor, which she'll take for now but knows the Doctor needs to expand on her apology.
"We are inevitable." The Cyberman declares.
"Yes. You are." The Cyberium leaves the Doctor.
"What are you doing?" Yaz asks.
"She's giving it what it wants." Kathy replies.
The Cyberium enters the Cyberman. He vanishes, the hole in the sky closes and the clouds clear away, sunlight streams in. Shelley sits up, gasping. Kathy leaps back from him, almost getting knocked in the face.
Mary cradles him. "What did you do to Shelley?"
"Old Time Lord trick. Not a nice one. Pushed his mind to his future death, tricked the Cyberium into letting go, hoped his body would survive the trauma. I'm sorry. I hope you can forgive me." The Doctor apologises.
"You saved Shelley, but what does that mean for the future?" Graham correctly wonders. Kathy's mind wonders to the destruction and trauma of the future, particularly a certain Time Lord reappearing and revealing the Doctor's past.
"It means I've put it in the gravest danger." The Doctor replies.
"Please, tell me that was part of the plan." Ryan says.
"Yes. A last-minute, imperfect, all-I've-got plan. Saving Shelley was step one." The Doctor explains.
"What's step two?" Yaz asks.
"Fix the mess I created in step one. Go to the future, find him and stop him from rebuilding the Cyber Army. Shelley, can you give Yaz those symbols and numbers? We're going to need them."
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Kathy walks the Doctor, Yaz, Graham and Ryan to the TARDIS through the woods.
"So, if all the weirdness was the Cyberium, you know, the bones and Shelley floating about and all that, why would it reanimate a couple of stiffs just to bring me a sarnie?" Graham gets a few confused looks at his words. "You know, the maid and the creepy little kid?"
"Er... no. We thought you saw Shelley like we did." Yaz replies. They all come to a stop by the TARDIS.
Graham looks at them in disbelief. "Oh, come on. Beady eyes. Made the room go all arctic. Where do them two fit in?"
"I'm not sure they did." Ryan says.
"No, no, come on, Doc." The older companion turns to the Time Lord for an explanation. "This is where you jump in with a rational explanation. I mean, ghosts don't exist, right?"
The Doctor shrugs. "Unless they do."
"What?" Graham gapes as the Doctor walks past him and opens the TARDIS door.
"Inside, you three. We need to talk." The Doctor says. Her companions walk past Kathy, offering goodbyes through hugs and comments though Graham is in a daze. The Doctor turns to Kathy before she steps inside.
"You're going to Cyber war zones, aren't you?" Kathy hesitantly asks.
The Doctor nods. "Are you coming?"
Kathy smiles slightly and shakes her head. "I've got obligations here, Doctor. But perhaps a future me may join you."
"I'll see you then." The Doctor turns to step inside the TARDIS before pausing and turning to Kathy apologetically. "I'm sorry for earlier. I didn't mean it. If anyone who's not a full Time Lord is ever my equal, it's you. You're my best friend Kathy and there's no one else I trust more."
Kathy smiles tearfully. "I suppose you're alright."
The Doctor grins, rightfully taking Kathy's remark as an acceptance of her apology. "'Course I am."
They share a chuckle.
"Till the next time, Doctor."
"Till the next time, Kathy."
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A/N: I hope Kathy's involvement makes sense. She's still fearful about changing things for the worst at times. Been doing a lot of 13 recently, returning to 10 next.
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