Doctor Who - New Adventures - 36 - Infinite Requiem by Daniel Blythe

Author:Daniel Blythe
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Science Fiction, General, Fiction
ISBN: 9780426204374
Publisher: London Bridge
Published: 1995-05-14T07:00:00+00:00

‘Perhaps I do. But I don’t misuse power.’ The Doctor scurried round so that he was confronting the Sensopath, and held a hand up, the fingers slightly curved towards the ceiling. ‘Anyone’s hand can hold a weapon. To kill, to maim, to play with the destinies of others for sport. That’s what your sister, 113

your fellow – Shanstra – is like, isn’t it?’ The Doctor drew a deep breath and clenched his fingers slowly into the palm of his hand. ‘Anyone can abuse their abilities. It doesn’t take much, and it’s not power. I’ve met enough dictators to be able to say that for certain, Kelzen. No.’ The Doctor lowered his hand.

‘Real power. Imagine knowing yourself to be capable of killing, of hurting.

And choosing not to. When you make the conscious decision to be merciful, Kelzen, is when you truly evolve beyond the stage of saying, “I’m bigger than you, so I’ll hurt you.” Mercy – that is power.’

‘Time Lord philosophy.’ The Sensopath was haughtily dismissive.

‘If you like.’ The Doctor shrugged. ‘I only got a double gamma for that at the Academy. My opinions are based on what I learned myself, long after leaving the Time Lords to their petty feuds.’

The Sensopath was silent.

‘I need to find out more about Shanstra and Jirenal,’ the Doctor said after a moment or two. ‘But until I do know more, it’s dangerous for you to attempt communion with either of them. Which is why we’re going to Gadrell Major.’

The Doctor stood up, walked over to the corner by the scanner, and counted down a column of roundels until he reached the one he wanted. He opened it to reveal a cupboard, from which a cascade of electronic components fell on to the floor, followed by a couple of fishing floats and a leather-bound book called Black Orchid. He ignored the clutter, and did not take long to find what he was looking for: a brass-coloured, circular object like a tiara. The Doctor reached towards his passenger with it in his hand.

The Sensopath recoiled. ‘What is that?’

‘It’s a very basic thought wave damping device. I wish I’d had this when I met the Vardans. Primitive, but it’ll have to do.’

‘What do I do with it?’

The Doctor beamed. ‘You wear it, of course,’ he said, and slipped the circlet on to the Sensopath’s forehead.

Kelzen/Sanjay closed its eyes. ‘I still do not know why I should trust you, Doctor.’

‘Don’t worry,’ said the Doctor. ‘Some of my best friends have said the very same thing.’

The TARDIS flew on through the vortex.

Jirenal was feeling restless. He had decided to attempt a simple experiment.

At the end of one of the glittering halls of the Centre, there was an enormous crystal cliff, behind which he could see shapes moving. His guide, Amarill, had respectfully nodded when he had asked to be shown over to the translucent wall.

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They walked past Pridka whose robes were orange, denoting less responsibility than Amarill in her green. The tiny fins on their hairless skulls rippled gently as thoughts passed among them.

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