Challenge 224 kid - for the third time
Title: Encouragement
Author: ingvild
Characters: Heero, Martha, the Doctor
Rating/Word Count: PG, 704 words
Notes: Er...yeah. Crossover with Doctor Who, and not up to my usual standard, I’m afraid. Set sometime before Heero goes back to space, and before the final three episodes of Doctor Who season three. Er, the epilogues are during the end of the penultimate episode. If there’s anyone who’s yet to see it and who plan to, I spoil the end a bit, but just a little.
The Doctor was angry.
“So you’re telling me that these people built some giant fighting machines that are supposed to do all the fighting for their side, end the war, avenge their dead leader, and they put fifteen-year-olds to drive them?”
“Pilot them. And I was given a choice.”
“It’s not like it’s unheard of,” Martha said. “I mean, it’s despicable, but you hear about child soldiers younger than fifteen in Sierra Leone and stuff.”
“Humans,” the Doctor said in disgust.
“So there aren’t any other species who use child soldiers?”
“Well, yes, some, but...”
“Wait.” The strange boy who had just suddenly dropped into the Tardis along with a huge machine (and this really was stretching the bigger-on-the-inside thing a bit) was glaring at them suspiciously. “Other species?”
“Oh, you haven’t had contact with people from Outer Space yet?”
“I’m from Outer Space.”
Martha blinked. “So when you say colonies...”
The boy nodded. “Space colonies.”
The Doctor was looking at readings and punching in things and muttering. “Not possible to travel to parallel dimensions, not anymore, but maybe that world is different enough that it’s a parallel universe...”
“Is he always like that?”
Martha nodded. “Just smile and nod.”
“Is he insane?”
Martha thought about it. “I think so. Brilliant, a genius, but insane.”
“Can he get me back?”
That brought the Doctor to a halt. “I can. But we’re going with you. I’m fixing everything, you won’t have to save the world - I’ll do it. Without killing people.”
“You will not come with me.”
“I will. I’ll fix your world. That’s what I do.”
The boy snorted. “I should put you in the same room as Treize. Maybe you’d both be crushed under the shared ego.” While the Doctor was still sputtering, the boy continued: “You can’t fix my world for us. That’s our job.”
“Really?” Martha asked, interested.
“Yeah. People need to be involved in the fixing. So I’ll show them how. I’m going back to space, and I’ll defeat Zechs, save the Earth, end the war...”
“Get the girl?”
Amazingly, he blushed. “I don’t think I’m...I mean, I’m only fifteen, I...Well, if she’d wait for me to figure out love and stuff...”
Martha, who had been about to tease him that he certainly had his fair share of ego as well, held her tongue. It was really quite charming, this bashfulness.
The Doctor, who had been looking at him consideringly through this final speech, suddenly sprang back into action. “Right. I’m gonna do this, and this and then...” A shining portal appeared. “Off you go then.”
The boy nodded and started to climb into his machine, when he paused. “Can I ask you one thing?”
“Of course.”
“Why do you have a baby goat?”
“Ah! Now that’s a story, involving an egg, an alien from Alkergoin, the Marquis de Sade, and...”
“Doctor, I think he has to leave.”
“Right, then.” The Doctor sobered up quickly. “Good luck.”
The boy nodded. Martha watched as the hatch started to close.
“Wait!”
He stopped, looked down at her from up high, and then Martha felt herself get picked up gently by a giant hand and held close to the hatch.
“What?”
“I...How do you know you’ll succeed?”
He looked at her consideringly, and then said softly: “Because if I don’t know that I will, then I won’t.”
He put her down carefully, then set the giant machine in motion. They walked through the shimmering portal and were gone.
Epilogue one:
Relena Peacecraft is on Libra. Duo’s words were still ringing in his ears, mixing with a different voice: Get the girl?
“Relena,” Heero whispered.
Epilogue two:
The Master. How to defeat the Master? What could he do, alone? The Master held all the cards...
People need to be involved in the fixing. “Martha, here’s what I want you to do...”
Epilogue three:
She had a key with a perception filter and a mission, and that was it. Tell the whole world to...How could she? How could one London medical student evade capture and do all that? How would she do it?
If I don’t know that I will, then I won’t.
Martha squared her shoulders. She looked back defiantly.
“I’ll be back.”
Author: ingvild
Characters: Heero, Martha, the Doctor
Rating/Word Count: PG, 704 words
Notes: Er...yeah. Crossover with Doctor Who, and not up to my usual standard, I’m afraid. Set sometime before Heero goes back to space, and before the final three episodes of Doctor Who season three. Er, the epilogues are during the end of the penultimate episode. If there’s anyone who’s yet to see it and who plan to, I spoil the end a bit, but just a little.
The Doctor was angry.
“So you’re telling me that these people built some giant fighting machines that are supposed to do all the fighting for their side, end the war, avenge their dead leader, and they put fifteen-year-olds to drive them?”
“Pilot them. And I was given a choice.”
“It’s not like it’s unheard of,” Martha said. “I mean, it’s despicable, but you hear about child soldiers younger than fifteen in Sierra Leone and stuff.”
“Humans,” the Doctor said in disgust.
“So there aren’t any other species who use child soldiers?”
“Well, yes, some, but...”
“Wait.” The strange boy who had just suddenly dropped into the Tardis along with a huge machine (and this really was stretching the bigger-on-the-inside thing a bit) was glaring at them suspiciously. “Other species?”
“Oh, you haven’t had contact with people from Outer Space yet?”
“I’m from Outer Space.”
Martha blinked. “So when you say colonies...”
The boy nodded. “Space colonies.”
The Doctor was looking at readings and punching in things and muttering. “Not possible to travel to parallel dimensions, not anymore, but maybe that world is different enough that it’s a parallel universe...”
“Is he always like that?”
Martha nodded. “Just smile and nod.”
“Is he insane?”
Martha thought about it. “I think so. Brilliant, a genius, but insane.”
“Can he get me back?”
That brought the Doctor to a halt. “I can. But we’re going with you. I’m fixing everything, you won’t have to save the world - I’ll do it. Without killing people.”
“You will not come with me.”
“I will. I’ll fix your world. That’s what I do.”
The boy snorted. “I should put you in the same room as Treize. Maybe you’d both be crushed under the shared ego.” While the Doctor was still sputtering, the boy continued: “You can’t fix my world for us. That’s our job.”
“Really?” Martha asked, interested.
“Yeah. People need to be involved in the fixing. So I’ll show them how. I’m going back to space, and I’ll defeat Zechs, save the Earth, end the war...”
“Get the girl?”
Amazingly, he blushed. “I don’t think I’m...I mean, I’m only fifteen, I...Well, if she’d wait for me to figure out love and stuff...”
Martha, who had been about to tease him that he certainly had his fair share of ego as well, held her tongue. It was really quite charming, this bashfulness.
The Doctor, who had been looking at him consideringly through this final speech, suddenly sprang back into action. “Right. I’m gonna do this, and this and then...” A shining portal appeared. “Off you go then.”
The boy nodded and started to climb into his machine, when he paused. “Can I ask you one thing?”
“Of course.”
“Why do you have a baby goat?”
“Ah! Now that’s a story, involving an egg, an alien from Alkergoin, the Marquis de Sade, and...”
“Doctor, I think he has to leave.”
“Right, then.” The Doctor sobered up quickly. “Good luck.”
The boy nodded. Martha watched as the hatch started to close.
“Wait!”
He stopped, looked down at her from up high, and then Martha felt herself get picked up gently by a giant hand and held close to the hatch.
“What?”
“I...How do you know you’ll succeed?”
He looked at her consideringly, and then said softly: “Because if I don’t know that I will, then I won’t.”
He put her down carefully, then set the giant machine in motion. They walked through the shimmering portal and were gone.
Epilogue one:
Relena Peacecraft is on Libra. Duo’s words were still ringing in his ears, mixing with a different voice: Get the girl?
“Relena,” Heero whispered.
Epilogue two:
The Master. How to defeat the Master? What could he do, alone? The Master held all the cards...
People need to be involved in the fixing. “Martha, here’s what I want you to do...”
Epilogue three:
She had a key with a perception filter and a mission, and that was it. Tell the whole world to...How could she? How could one London medical student evade capture and do all that? How would she do it?
If I don’t know that I will, then I won’t.
Martha squared her shoulders. She looked back defiantly.
“I’ll be back.”