Doctor Who - Warriors of the Deep by Terrance Dicks

Author:Terrance Dicks [Dicks, Terrance]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Published: 2011-02-05T06:48:17.031279+00:00

Calm and self-possessed as ever, Nilson strode from the computer bay.

Doctor Solow caught Karina’s body under the arms and began dragging it across the room. It was strange, she thought. With all her medical experience, she hadn’t realised that a dead body could be so heavy...

The gap in the doorway of airlock one was larger now, and more of the creature’s terrifying head and body could be seen.

‘Take aim,’ yelled Bulic. ‘Fire!’

There was a crackle of energy. At least one of the blaster bolts struck the Myrka squarely on the forehead. It recoiled from the gap with a scream of rage. Seconds later the attack on the door recommenced with renewed fury.

The Doctor sighed. ‘I’m afraid it takes quite a lot to impress the Myrka.’

Bulic and his men edged closer. When the Myrka appeared once more framed in the jagged gap, Bulic shouted, ‘Fire!’

More energy bolts poured through the gap. There was another roar from the monster, and then silence. ‘We hit it!’ shouted Bulic exultantly.

Turlough gave a sigh of relief. ‘You must have killed it!’

Suddenly there was another tremendous thump. Torn from its hinges, the airlock door crashed inwards against the wall scattering Bulic’s men – and trapping Tegan, who was nearest, underneath it.

The Doctor ran to help her. ‘Tegan, are you hurt?’ He tried to pull her free. ‘Are you all right?’

‘I’m fine, Doctor. But I can’t seem to move my leg...’

The Doctor looked. Tegan’s body was unhurt, jammed in the angle between the door and the corridor wall. By a kind of freak accident her foot, although uncrushed, was trapped by the fallen door and she couldn’t pull it free.

The Doctor glanced up at the Myrka. The bulk of its body was visible now. It was like a kind of pocket dinosaur, moving on huge back legs with smaller but still powerful limbs in front of it, a hideous dragon-like head, and a long tail. For a moment it stood waiting, surveying the scene before it.

‘Fire!’ shouted Bulic. ‘Fire again!’

A hail of energy bolts poured through the shattered doorway. The Myrka roared, more in anger than pain. It was quite unhurt.

The Doctor resumed his efforts to free Tegan. ‘How do you feel?’

‘How would you feel if a door had fallen on you?

The Doctor heaved at the door. It shifted a little – but only a very little.

‘Turlough, help me!’

A little reluctantly, Turlough came to help. They both tugged at the door. Even their combined efforts seemed to shift it only fractionally.

‘It’s no good,’ gasped Turlough. ‘We can’t lift it...’

The Myrka was still framed in the airlock doorway. It seemed unhurt and it made no move to advance – but it wasn’t retreating either.

‘Fire again!’ shouted Bulic. ‘Close the range.’

Still firing, the guards advanced on the Myrka.

The Doctor looked up and saw what was happening.

‘Keep back,’ he shouted. ‘Don’t get too close – and don’t let it touch you.’

The warning came too late. The leading guard moved nearer – and suddenly the Myrka lashed out. There was a fierce crackle and the man was flung back across the corridor.

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