the planet? There had to be a way out.
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Legacy of the Borad
Citadel dwellers scattered in droves as the ominous marching sound of military might surfaced from the western perimeter. Well-armed androids in silver suits crashed their way on a direct route to the Inner Sanctum chamber. There was no resistance, and the sight of the tightly knit unit of killers was ample reason for any Karfelon to retreat or escape from their line of approach.
The Doctor had already attempted to find a solution by returning to the Borad’s vault. He was only able to discover that the fifty-strong detachment were programmed to destroy all living creatures in their path in or out of the Citadel. Even if it took them a thousand cycles of the planet’s galactic orbit, the troops would continue to hunt, seek out and destroy.
Sezon and Katz tried to organise some weapons, the former still recovering from a blast injury to his right shoulder. They were trained to fight to the last, and that is precisely what they intended to do. Vena still tried to contact the Bandril, but with little success.
Mykros ran with the Doctor to try and find more weapons, but the Time Lord knew that not to be the answer.
‘How about some more of your Kontron crystals, Doctor?’
‘Impossible.’ The Doctor was quite definite. ‘After removing two of them the corridor will be totally unstable.
I’d never get out of there alive a second time. No, there’s got to be another way.’
‘But what? How can we stop these powerful creatures, Doctor? They have the might of ten of us.’
Both of them thought deeply of the predicament and it took a few pensive moments for the Doctor to finally sparkle with an idea that had some small hope.
‘Mykros - the power vaults. Where are they?’
‘I can take you there, Doctor, if it’s not too late.’
‘Explain.’
‘Well, they’re in the central sector. The androids will be near to that area now.’ It sounded very risky.
‘If we get into the vaults – can they break in?’
‘No way, Doctor. The vault doors are totally impregnable. The Borad saw to that.’
It seemed the only course of action, but Mykros knew that the only way in meant the use of the amulets, a fact that he was quick to point out to his ally.
‘Is that all we need?’ muttered the Doctor in a glib tone.
‘You forget I have spent at least twenty minutes and two visits in the Borad’s vault. I have both the amulets with me.’
The Time Lord nodded Mykros forward and the pair rushed through the range of corridors at speed. Mykros knew the Citadel very well and used a few short cuts to reach the power vaults quickly.
The power area was a relatively tiny complex andonce the amulets had been inserted into their respective slots at the doors, the sturdy metal portals whisked open to allow them access. As soon as the two intruders had crossed the threshold, once again the thick metallic doors sealed them inside.
Mykros tried to remember the sequence of events when he was last in the chamber with Maylin Renis. He allowed himself a split second to reflect on that time, sad that his would-be father-in-law had been assassinated by the force that thrived on the energy that flowed from the bowels of that very room.
‘Come on, Mykros,’ rattled the Doctor impatiently. ‘we haven’t got all day.’
The young Karfelon blinked and set his mind to the task of opening the power panels by simultaneous use of the amulets. As with the Timelash, he was overawed by the sight that presented itself to him. Shimmering lights in multi-colours and effects - the tip of gargantuan reserves of power all held compactly below the level of this control room.
‘My, my,’ commented the Doctor, who was also impressed. ‘Our departed leader had been busy.’
‘But also very greedy, Doctor. Did you know he even made Remis switch all power from the hospitals?’
The Time Lord nodded. ‘He became hungry. Power was a drug he could not relinquish. But we
10
Legacy of the Borad
Citadel dwellers scattered in droves as the ominous marching sound of military might surfaced from the western perimeter. Well-armed androids in silver suits crashed their way on a direct route to the Inner Sanctum chamber. There was no resistance, and the sight of the tightly knit unit of killers was ample reason for any Karfelon to retreat or escape from their line of approach.
The Doctor had already attempted to find a solution by returning to the Borad’s vault. He was only able to discover that the fifty-strong detachment were programmed to destroy all living creatures in their path in or out of the Citadel. Even if it took them a thousand cycles of the planet’s galactic orbit, the troops would continue to hunt, seek out and destroy.
Sezon and Katz tried to organise some weapons, the former still recovering from a blast injury to his right shoulder. They were trained to fight to the last, and that is precisely what they intended to do. Vena still tried to contact the Bandril, but with little success.
Mykros ran with the Doctor to try and find more weapons, but the Time Lord knew that not to be the answer.
‘How about some more of your Kontron crystals, Doctor?’
‘Impossible.’ The Doctor was quite definite. ‘After removing two of them the corridor will be totally unstable.
I’d never get out of there alive a second time. No, there’s got to be another way.’
‘But what? How can we stop these powerful creatures, Doctor? They have the might of ten of us.’
Both of them thought deeply of the predicament and it took a few pensive moments for the Doctor to finally sparkle with an idea that had some small hope.
‘Mykros - the power vaults. Where are they?’
‘I can take you there, Doctor, if it’s not too late.’
‘Explain.’
‘Well, they’re in the central sector. The androids will be near to that area now.’ It sounded very risky.
‘If we get into the vaults – can they break in?’
‘No way, Doctor. The vault doors are totally impregnable. The Borad saw to that.’
It seemed the only course of action, but Mykros knew that the only way in meant the use of the amulets, a fact that he was quick to point out to his ally.
‘Is that all we need?’ muttered the Doctor in a glib tone.
‘You forget I have spent at least twenty minutes and two visits in the Borad’s vault. I have both the amulets with me.’
The Time Lord nodded Mykros forward and the pair rushed through the range of corridors at speed. Mykros knew the Citadel very well and used a few short cuts to reach the power vaults quickly.
The power area was a relatively tiny complex andonce the amulets had been inserted into their respective slots at the doors, the sturdy metal portals whisked open to allow them access. As soon as the two intruders had crossed the threshold, once again the thick metallic doors sealed them inside.
Mykros tried to remember the sequence of events when he was last in the chamber with Maylin Renis. He allowed himself a split second to reflect on that time, sad that his would-be father-in-law had been assassinated by the force that thrived on the energy that flowed from the bowels of that very room.
‘Come on, Mykros,’ rattled the Doctor impatiently. ‘we haven’t got all day.’
The young Karfelon blinked and set his mind to the task of opening the power panels by simultaneous use of the amulets. As with the Timelash, he was overawed by the sight that presented itself to him. Shimmering lights in multi-colours and effects - the tip of gargantuan reserves of power all held compactly below the level of this control room.
‘My, my,’ commented the Doctor, who was also impressed. ‘Our departed leader had been busy.’
‘But also very greedy, Doctor. Did you know he even made Remis switch all power from the hospitals?’
The Time Lord nodded. ‘He became hungry. Power was a drug he could not relinquish. But we
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