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Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND JEREMY chapter 27 As he worked, The Doctor looked out the window, at the Moon as the Space Force Two passed it. “Now, will that work? Now, I may never know if I was right …” Jesse looked out a rounded viewport in a cell. “Wow, the moon. I’m on the friggin Moon.” From the viewport he could see the Moon scape and beyond that the larger Earth, all colorful, if cloudy. An old man was in the cell and it was more like a large lab than a cell. ” Yes, it is pretty amazing. But we don’t all stop and think about it. Our technology can give us so much. But on Earth it’s given us only negatives.” Jesse thought about the Doctor. About Jeremy. About Adam. Time traveling. “I never did get to see one of those dinosaurs, Doctor.” “Hmmm? What, dear boy?” “So,” Jesse ignored him and turned around, a big smile on his face, forcing it. “Dr. Lent, is it? What is IT exactly you do in this lab here?” Lent laughs, “You can call me just Lent, young man. Glad you’re asking. I tend to give prisoners and guards my inventions to make their lives easier here on the Moon. It’s not really very nice here so I do what I can do to make everyone more comfortable.” Jesse moved to the work table and picked up a piece of metal, “Including yours?” He smiled at the man. “Yes,” Lent said, “You are not just another pretty face, are you, young man?” “Aww, who said I’m pretty?” Jesse smiled, “I mean this way they keep you out of one those other less finished cells…” “Are you uncomfortable in yours? I can…” Jesse shook his head and snorted, “No, that’s not the point. A cell is a cell.” He put piece down and picked up a copper wire. “There might be a way…out..” Lent started, “But I’ll talk to you about this later, yes?” “Are you like Swedish?” “Partly. My ancestors come from there. And other places. Not sure where else. Germany I think.” Jesse smiled, his perfect teeth shining through. “Well, I’ll let you get on with your work.” Lent smiled, “Come by any time they allow you to. It was good to talk to someone who is not having one’s mind on only one thing.” Jesse laughed, “I can have my mind on many things while on that one thing.” Lent laughed, “Oh and a sense of humor too?” “Yeah, I get that from my mom and from my friends, the Doctor’s always saying….” Jesse lost his thought and put down the copper wire and moved back toward the exit of the cell where a guard waited. “I’ll see you later.” Lent nodded. Jesse moved about the hallway. He stopped at an elevator. A guard was there. “Ty, why are we given such free reign to walk around so much?” “You complaining?” Ty was a large bald man, muscled and not bad looking, Jesse thought. “Well, the shafts go down to the shuttles and that’s the only way out and they’re guarded.” “By you,” Jesse beamed. “And others. But really without a spacesuit, no one is going to get out onto the surface and escape that way.” “Oh, I see.” Jesse said, “Well, enjoy your shift.” He walked off and stuck his tongue out when he was sure Ty couldn’t see him. Jesse turned a corner and saw Tin there with Onn. The two men were smoking a cigarette in a hallway that ended with a large rectangular window. There were a few doors lining the hallway but mostly, Jesse thought, they looked like closets. “Oh, sorry …” He turned to leave but as he did so, two more prisoners blocked his way. He looked at them. He could see they were not going to discuss this. Jesse turned back to Tin and Onn. “What’s this about?” “It’s about you, mate,” Tin smiled and moved up to Jesse. His intent was to put his cigarette out on Jesse’s chest. Jesse jumped back but the two men behind him, held him. Tin put the cigarette out on Jesse’s chest, luckily the jumpsuit protected him from being burned. Jesse was held by his arms by both men behind him. “What’s this about?” he repeated. “You. You are the closest thing we have around here to a woman, mate, and well, we need you open, you see, for business.” “Me first,” Onn said, “Or should I say me fist.” The four men laughed. Jesse swallowed. He never turned down sex before. Not from males. And of these, all but one were average looking. The other, the one to his left was great looking but somehow, being forced like this was not his style. bursa escort bayan He struggled. “NO! NO! NO!” “NOOOO!” On Earth Jeremy had made his speech. It was in front of the White House. “Look at them,” a man was saying. A woman was looking. “I see. I didn’t get into the Capital for this kind of thing to happen, did you?” “He’s right. Everything he said. From there being farms to the lies to the whole 1984 parallel.” The man said, “Someone had to act. Look at what HE, no, not he alone, we, for we helped enable President Shrub to do what he did…” The woman stared as guards shot at the crowd. “I didn’t get here, this far, just to see murder committed.” Bodies went down. Some were trampled by the police, National Guard and military, all acting as one. “Maybe we can change something about the way things are being done.” The man flinched. He and the woman were watching from the Oval Office. The woman watched as an older man threw himself in front of the blond Jeremy. A laser beam hit the man’s chest and created a big hole there. “The cures for cancer, the painkillers, the brainwashing…we’ve noted it, I’m sure you have and I know I have…” “We’ve both known about the Earth President for years and the way he illegally made laws. The law about gays for instance. You know I have a brother who is.” The woman nodded, “I have a sister who is. Hell, I might be myself.” The man laughed, “Let’s call a meeting about this. We’ll use this crisis as a catalyst. See who’s behind us. We can’t do things the way Shrub did, buying people off, knocking people off, killing people.” The crowd was being killed and large machines were coming down the street to gather up the bodies. Large shovels were scooping up the bodies. Rob was shot and killed. He lay at Jeremy’s feet. “HIM! WE MUST GET HIM! HE’S THE ONE WHO MADE THE SPEECH!” Harn threw himself in front of Jeremy also. A laser caught him in the stomach and took it out. Harn yelled and fell to the ground, dead. “NOOOOOO!” Jeremy screamed. Harn’s brother was watching the television broadcast as well. He was watching it from a New York City street. A giant store, all glass, had thousands of video screens on display. The grimy windows didn’t block the horror of what Harn’s brother saw. The man looked at the woman, “First thing we do is keep this running. Keep everyone watching. To show what the government has done to this world. The entire world.” “No, first thing we do is call this off. Call the troops off. The crowd is hardly going to do anything now. It’s dispersed.” The man went to a phone, “I’ll get right on it.” “KILL HIM! IT’S HIM THAT WE WANT!” Guards surrounded Jeremy as people paraded past him, trying to get away and this time, many succeeded. There were bodies everywhere, blood covering the street and the grass nearby. Jeremy had been pushed to the gates of the White House lawn. Harn and Rob lay dead at his feet, even somewhat trampled after they were dead by others trying to find life over death. Jeremy had pushed some out of the way but he himself fell. He had to get onto his hands and knees, then to his knees to elbow and punch people out of the way. Otherwise, they would trample him to death. But now, they were dispersing. Jeremy was crying. About twenty men and five women were pointing various guns and rifles at him. He stared up at them, hatred in his eyes. He held his two dead friends’ heads in his lap. A beep sounded on the radios of all the men. They stopped their forefingers from pressing on the triggers of their guns. Jeremy cried and didn’t look up. Jesse, on the Moon Base Prison Colony was wondering, “Do I really want to be raped?” He wondered if it felt like sex or just a random act of violence. He struggled, kicking his legs. The two men behind him were holding each leg by the ankle. Onn was stripping the string pants off Jesse’s butt and opening his own pants, almost in one move. Tin held Jesse’s wrists to the floor but Jesse made his body move upward, straining his waist upward and lifting his chest. Onn was on Jesse’s butt with his dick. Jesse cringed. “I think I got my answer.” Onn was gross. Slime from the dick trailed down Jesse’s left butt cheek. “NOOOO! Let me up! Leave me alone!” Onn gasped, “Oh, this’n is nilüfer escort gonna be good. I love it so when they put up a fight!” He dipped his dick into Jesse’s butt cheeks and readied to plunge! “Get the fuck off him, you perverts!” A voice yelled. Jesse felt Onn’s dick leave his butt crevice, dripping pre cum and then it must have erupted because he felt a small lob of man cream hit his right butt cheek. Jesse’s left ankle was soon free so he twisted his body and Tin let him go, for Tin was watching Avar thrash the man that held Jesse’s ankle to the wall. To pile him up on Onn, who was previously trashed. The other man came at Avar but Avar elbowed the man, Gra’s face, punched him in the stomach and kicked his ass against the wall to join the others. “You’ll be sorry for this!” Tin rose up and ran at Avar but Avar kicked him back, ran at him, and pushed him against the other side of the hall. Against that wall. He had his arm on Tin’s throat and then with his free hand grabbed Tin’s neck, letting go with his arm and began to choke him. Jesse ran, his pants falling, to Avar’s back and put a hand on Avar’s arm, ” No, don’t! Avar! You stopped em, that’s enough. Don’t kill him! Guards are coming and you’ll be up for murder!” Avar was choking Tin, “What difference does it make? We’re here, all of us, until we die anyway! Being here without this piece of sum will make me sleep better anyway!” “No, don’t!” Jesse pulled but it only made Avar’s strong hand pull Tin’s neck away from the wall, choking Tin some more. “Please, do it for me!” Jesse’s dick inadvertently swung and hit Avar’s leg. Avar tossed Tin away from them. But he turned to Tin as Jesse pulled up his string pants. “You ever come near this kid again, I’ll tear your face up and put it up your ass!” Jesse gasped, “No, Avar, he’d like that so don’t threaten that.” “No, he’s right. I’ll just kill ya. All of ya!” The foursome picked themselves up and ran off. Tin was last to go. “You’ ll both be sorry you let me live. Mark my words, you’ll both be sorry.” “I already am!” Avar marched forward but Tin ran off, afraid. Jesse looked at him, “Are you all right?” “ME?” Avar looked at Jesse, “Are you?” “Yeah.” He smiled at Avar, “Thanks, thanks so much.” He hugged Avar but only came up to the man’s lower stomach. “Thanks. I didn’t really want to be raped. Not by them. Yuck.” “Not by them? Then by who?” Jesse looked up and took his shirt off, staring at Avar. Avar made his eyes go wider. Jesse took Avar’s hand and put it down his string pants, his own dick still wet from having almost been raped. The cum that had hit his leg sticking to his back pants. “By you. I owe you.” Jesse put both hands up Avar’s shirt. “NO!” Avar took his hand out of Jesse’s pants, “No. No, not like this. I don’t want you like this.” Jesse blinked. “You…you’re…” Avar nodded and picked up Jesse’s pull over shirt, “Here…” Jesse took it but didn’t put it on. He rubbed his hands along Avar’s hairy chest. “But…” Avar put his hands, one still holding Jesse’s shirt, under his own, grabbed Jesse’s hands and took them out, forcibly. “I said no!” “You’re turning me down?” Jesse looked confused. “Betcha that never happened to you before. Male, female. No one ever turned you down before.” “But look, man, you saved me from rape. I really should…” “I didn’t do it because I wanted something from you, boy.” Avar turned away and started to walk off. Jesse followed, “Then why?” “I would’ve done that even if you were ugly as sin or as ugly as they were.” “Why?” “I dunno. I like you. The real you, not the sexy outer cover…” Avar turned back to him, “And for Pete’s sakes put your damn shirt on!” “I…” Jesse looked at it and put it on. “Avar, thanks. I still think…” “Kid, you have to get your priorities right. Sex is what almost everyone wants, including me. But some want it along with some sense of self, of spirituality, of care, of love…not like an animal who does it and goes.” Avar looked at Jesse scratching his head. “I…I guess I forget about stuff like that.” “Fighting fish live all by themselves, prefer it that way, I read. They mate though and then want to be alone— totally.” “I think since the Doctor and Jeremy died…I…I türbanlı escort just thought in this world, this time…” Avar took Jesse to the corner and whispered, “Listen, don’t fool yourself, Jesse. You were like that before they died and you just think that way. You need to examine why you like sex so much and how you use it to use people.” Avar kissed his forehead and moved off. Jesse was left there, confused. He moved after Avar, “Avar, wait. I wanna talk to you.” The Doctor looked as the Space Station came close up to the window. “Okay, that’s not good.” He poked the microphone, “Any guards or men still on board. This is the Doctor speaking. Well, you didn’t need to know that for if any of you survive, you’ll probably try to get your revenge on me…the ship is about to crash into the space station. I assume they will have seen us by now and will blow us out of space into atoms and molecules and into shit like smithereens and stuff like that. I’m sorry. I cannot stop it. If you can get into any spacesuits, do it and eject yourselves into space or into life pods…we have minutes now…I’m very sorry…” The Doctor dropped the mike and scrambled to a door on a cabinet. He found a helmet. “Wel’la!” He ran to the closet door and opened it. A man came out. “Get outta here or we are going to die! Find a spacesuit and get off!” “You know it’s too late for that! You put me in there!” The Doctor nodded, “I found a helmet, you can find one. Now go! GO GO GO GO!” He shoved the man out of the room with one hand. With the other he put the helmet on his own head. The Doctor looked up. The Space Station filled the screen. He ran to the door and shut it. The Doctor ran to the console and pulled a lever all the way down and stepped on a brake-like device. He ejected himself and the entire control room upward and into space. In seconds, the Doctor hung there in space…lifeless for a few seconds. “Blimey, the President of Earth’s on that!” “We don’t know that for sure. It doesn’t answer, mate. And it’s coming right at us and in seconds we will be dead.” “I’ll fire it. I WILL do it!” “Do it! Do it now!” A laser blast from the Station blew the entire Space Force Two up. Bodies, on fire, flew from it. Other bodies were blasted clear but the Doctor noticed they had no spacesuits on. Decompressed in seconds. Mini blasts. Bodies crushed in space. Others had on space suits but the helmets cracked and one body floated up past the Doctor. Glass in the man’s face. “I’m so sorry. So, so so sorry.” The blasts that followed–and subsequently destroyed the rest of Space Force Two threw the Doctor’s body too but he looked up and saw himself headed for a familiar object hanging in the velvety blackness of space. “THE TARDIS!!!!” “I say we kill him anyway!” One man said, as he pointed the gun at Jeremy. A female guard said, “Yeah, he doesn’t want women. Makes us useless. Most women say they like gay guys but they don’t really. I don’t even if they do!” “What say it? Or really mean it?” “Both! Kill him!” “Stand down! We have our orders!” That man was shot. “Kill him! On three!” Jeremy shut his eyes, “I don’t care anymore!” He heard a familiar wheezing and groaning sound. “ONE!” Something almost appeared around Jeremy. It looked like a huge room. White. Bleeping. Some shape was operating the console. “The Doctor!” “TWO!” The walls of the TARDIS appeared around Jeremy. But he could still see the soldiers pointing their laser rifles, guns, pistols and other projectile weapons at him. From their point of view, something solid was getting more and more solid around the boy. “THREE!!!” Guns went off but they only shot the dead bodies of Harn and Rob. Some lasers bounced off the TARDIS and hit the shooters, killing them or making them lose an arm here, a leg there, a neck elsewhere. The female lost her cunt in the shot and fell, dying, robbed of her sex. She couldn’t even scream. Jeremy found himself in the TARDIS. “THE TARDIS. Wait, no. It’s not… “the … Doctor’s TARDIS.” “DO NOT MOVE! DO NOT MOVE! YOUR ARE AN ENEMY OF THE DALEK NATION! DO NOT MOVE! YOU ARE A FRIEND OF THE DOCTOR’S!” “Daleks!” Jeremy looked at 13 Daleks surrounding him, Daleks of all colors. All sizes. Most were larger than he was and they had menacing suckers, ray guns poised…. “IF YOU MOVE!” They all said at once, “YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED!!!!” TO BE CUNTINUED!!!!!!! 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