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PART THREE
 
ce opened her eyes slowly, trying to focus upon her surroundings. Her head ached which she rubbed gently with her hand and she sat up from the metallic surface she had been lying upon.
 
The room, she observed, was small and metallic. It had no windows and there appeared to be no sign of a door. Ace examined the walls closely but could find nothing of help. She began to kick the wall several times with her Doc Martin boots Not expecting anything to happen she was surprised as the wall she had been kicking suddenly and slowly began to rise.
 
Ace slowly moved back away from the door as an even brighter light now filtered into the room. As she covered her eyes from the glare she could just make out the shape of something standing behind it. The sight was all too familiar to her...there before her was the familiar shape of a Dalek!
 
'Move back move back!!' screeched the Dalek, as it glided into the room, it's gun aimed squarely at Ace.
 
Ace did as the creature commanded: 'What do you want with me?' she asked, trying very hard not to show any emotion whatsoever, except to make it clear to the Dalek that she wasn't at all afraid.
 
'You are an enemy of the Daleks!' it answered, 'You are to become one of us. You-will become a Dalek and serve the supreme beings of the Universe!'
 
'I'll never serve you lot, scum bag!' shouted back Ace. 'You'll just have to kill me!'
 
'That won't be necessary,' said a voice from behind the Dalek.
 
The Dalek's single eye swung round. Zaran now stood in the doorway of the room. 'All we have to do is stun you, and take what we want from you, it's as simple as that, really.' he said mockingly.
 
'You'll have to catch me first,' whispered Ace and seeing her chance ran towards Zaran, knocking him to one side.
 
The Dalek swung its body casing towards the doorway and opened fire at the fleeing figure. 'Stop! Stop!' it screeched.
 
Zaran had recovered himself. 'She won't get far, not on this ship.'
 
'You have failed us.'
 
'What?'
 
'The humanoid shall be caught and exterminated. You will become one of us!'
 
'You need me!' said Zaran, fear now began to engulf him, 'You need me to help catch the Doctor and with his friend we will be able to do that - he'll come after her.'
 
'The Doctor is of no importance.' said the Dalek. 'We have destroyed his ship he is trapped on Saros 5 the Armaryte creatures will destroy him and any other humanoids.'
 
Zaran began to move away from the Dalek as two creatures glided towards him in the corridor. 'But, the Doctor has great knowledge which will be of use to you in your conquest of time travel...he can be converted into serving you...' He began to falter in his conviction to stay alive.
 
'We now control Saros 5 and its source of Taranium we will perfect time travel and begin to conquer the entire Universe!'
 
'But it won't happen over night!' snapped Zaran. He had nowhere to run, he was trapped and his only hope of surviving was to convince them of their need for him. 'Earth will send their military to secure Saros 5. With my knowledge you'll be able to stop them.'
 
'Exactly!' bellowed the Dalek. 'For that we only require your brain you shall become like us you shall become a Dalek!'
 
'No!' screamed Zaran, and with that, one of the other Daleks opened fire. As he turned to run, an eerie green light covered his body and he slumped to the floor into unconsciousness.
 
'Remove the body for transference and locate the humanoid creature and exterminate!' and with that, the Dalek who clearly appeared to be in charge of the others glided away.

 
 
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