023 - Doctor Who and the Doomsday Weapon

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The evil MASTER has stolen the Time Lords’ file on the

horrifying DOOMSDAY WEAPON with which, when he

finds it, he can blast whole planets out of existence and

make himself ruler of the Galaxy! The Time Lords direct

DOCTOR WHO and Jo Grant in their TARDIS to a bleak

planet in the year 2471 where they find colonists from

Earth under threat from mysterious, savage, monster

lizards with frightful claws! And hidden upon this planet is

the DOOMSDAY WEAPON for which the MASTER is

intently searching...

ISBN 0 426 10372 6

DOCTOR WHO

AND THE

DOOMSDAY WEAPON

Based on the BBC television serial Doctor Who and the Colony in

Space by Malcolm Hulke by arrangement with the British

Broadcasting Corporation

MALCOLM HULKE

Illustrated by

Chris Achilleos

A TARGET BOOK

published by

The Paperback Division of

W. H. Allen & Co. Ltd

A Target Book

Published in 1974

by the Paperback Division of W. H. Allen & Co. Ltd

A Howard & Wyndham Company

44 Hill Street, London W1X 8LB

Broadcasting Corporation

Printed in Great Britain by The Anchor Press Ltd, Tiptree,

Essex

ISBN 0426 10372 6

This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by

way of trade or otherwise, be lent, re-sold, hired out or

otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior consent in

any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is

published and without a similar condition including this

condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.

CONTENTS

1 A Missing Secret

2 Into Time and Space

3 The Planet

4 The Monster

5 Starvation

6 The Survivor

7 The Robot

8 The Men from IMC

9 The Spy

10 The Claw

11 Face-to-face

12 The Bomb

13 The Attack

14 The Adjudicator

15 Primitive City

16 The Ambush

17 Captain Dent Thinks Twice

18 The Master’s TARDIS

19 The Return of Captain Dent

20 The Doomsday Weapon

21 Mission Completed

A Missing Secret

The young Time Lord sat at the side of the old Keeper

of the Time Lords’ Files at the control console. The old

Keeper of the Files played his spindly fingers across the

console’s warmth-buttons: by touching the right combination

of buttons he could project onto the screen before them any

of the Time Lords’ most secret files and records.

‘These are the working-papers for the very first

TARDIS,’ the old Keeper said. He touched some warmth-

buttons and the picture of a small square box showed on the

screen. ‘I often like to look at that, and to remember back into

time.’

‘Time has no meaning for us,’ said the young Time

Lord. ‘It is neither forwards nor backwards.’

‘For us as a species, no,’ said the old Keeper. ‘But for us

as individuals there is a beginning, and, I regret, an end.’ He

spoke with feeling. He was now well over 2,000 years old.

Soon this young Time Lord, a mere 573 years of age, would

become the new Keeper of the Files.

The young Time Lord quickly changed the subject. ‘The

first TARDIS was very small,’ he said.

‘On the outside, yes,’ said the old Keeper. ‘Inside it

could carry up to three persons, four with a squeeze. Later we

built much bigger ones. There have been two stolen, you

know.’

The young Time Lord didn’t know. ‘By our enemies?’

he asked.

‘No. By Time Lords. They both became bored with this

place. It was too peaceful for them, not enough happening.’

The old Keeper smiled to himself, as though remembering

with some glee all the fuss when two TARDISes were stolen.

‘One of them nowadays calls himself “the Doctor”. The other

says he is “the Master”. The TARDIS stolen by the Doctor has

a serious defect. Two defects, to be correct.’

‘Then how was he able to get away with it?’

‘Oh, it flew all right,’ said the old Keeper. ‘It could fly

through Time and Space, through Matter and anti-Matter.

But he can’t direct it.’

‘So he’s lost in Time and Space?’ asked the young Time

Lord.

‘Hardly.’ The old Keeper was silent for a moment, and

seemed almost about to drop off to sleep. The young Time

Lord had become used to this and waited patiently. Suddenly

the old Keeper’s failing energies returned. ‘Still, even if he

cannot control it, others sometimes can.’

‘I don’t understand,’ said the young Time Lord, ‘what

others? Who?’

‘Who? No, Who can’t control it... not always.’ The old

Keeper dropped his voice, and there was a faint smile on his

2,000-years-old lips. ‘But others sometimes can.’

Obviously the question was not going to be answered.

The young Time Lord hoped that eventually, perhaps in

another thousand years, he would learn everything about the

files and their secrets. For the time being though he had to be

content with what the old Keeper cared to tell him.

‘The other defect,’ said the old Keeper, ‘was that that

particular TARDIS had lost its chameleon-like quality. It was

in for repairs, you see—that’s how the Doctor got his hands

on it.’

‘I don’t understand about the chameleon quality,’ said

the young Time Lord, wishing he had taken over the job of

the Files a few hundred years ago when the present Keeper

was more lucid and awake and better able to explain things.

‘It’s a term we borrowed from a small, low-grade species

of life on the planet Earth,’ said the old Keeper, as though

addressing a classroom. ‘If a chameleon stands on the branch

of a tree, it turns brown like the bark; but if it stands on a leaf,

it turns green.’

‘You mean TARDISes can change colour?’

‘When they are working properly,’ said the old Keeper,

‘they change colour, shape, everything. From the beginning it

was decided that a TARDIS must always look like something

at home in its immediate background. You’ve never travelled,

have you?’

‘No, not yet.’ The young Time Lord was a little ashamed

to admit it.

‘Pity. It broadens the mind.’ The old Keeper seemed to

drop off to sleep again for a moment, then he suddenly woke

up with a start. ‘I had to travel once. There were tens of

thousands of humans from the planet Earth, stranded on

another planet where they thought they were re-fighting all

the wars of Earth’s terrible history. The Doctor’—he

interrupted himself—‘l told you about him, didn’t I?’

‘Yes,’ said the young Time Lord, now used to the old

Keeper forgetting what he had already said. ‘You mentioned

the Doctor and the Master.’

‘No, it wasn’t the Master,’ said the old Keeper in his

confused way. ‘The Master never does anything good for

anyone. He’s thoroughly evil. Now what was I saying?’

The Young Time Lord reminded him. ‘Humans on a

planet refighting the wars of Earth’s history.’

‘Oh, yes. Well, the Doctor had done the best he could to

stop it all. But in the end we had to step in and get all those

poor soldiers back to Earth, and to all the right times in

Earth’s history.’

‘And is that when you travelled?’

‘That’s right,’ said the old Keeper, his eyes bright now

with the memory of his one and only trip away from the

planet of the Time Lords. ‘I and many others. When it

landed, my TARDIS turned into a machine-gun post.’

‘What’s that?’

The old Keeper glanced at the young Time Lord. ‘Oh,

dear, you have a lot to learn.’ He seemed to forget the

question, and went on: ‘Anyway, TARDISes are supposed to

change colour and shape, but the one stolen by the Doctor

stays all the time looking like a London police box.’ Before the

young Time Lord could speak, the old Keeper added quickly

‘And don’t ask me what that is because I have no idea, not

what they are for. Where were we?’

The young Time Lord indicated the small box on the

screen. ‘The working-papers for the original TARDIS.’

‘Then that’s enough of that,’ said the old Keeper, taking

his finger from the ‘hold’ button. Instantly, the picture on the

screen vanished. ‘It’s time we had a break now, don’t you

think? I don’t want to overwork you.’

‘We’ve only just started this session of tuition,’ said the

young Time Lord. ‘But if you’re tired...’

The old Keeper sat up straight. ‘Not at all!’ He thrust a

slender white hand into a pocket of his robe, fumbled about

and brought out a scrap of paper. On it were mathematical

symbols. ‘I made some notes here of things you ought to

know about. Let me see...’ The young Time Lord watched as

the old Keeper screwed up his watery eyes to read the

symbols. ‘Ah, yes,’ said the old Keeper, ‘the Doomsday

Weapon. You must know about the Doomsday Weapon.’ He

put the scrap of paper back into his pocket, then spread both

hands across the warmth-buttons.

The young Time Lord asked, ‘I take it we have this

weapon in safe keeping?’

‘No,’ said the old Keeper. ‘It’s not necessary. It is hidden

on a distant and remote planet, a hiding-place known only to

us.’ He poised his fingers over a new combination of warmth-

buttons.

‘Why is it called Doomsday?’

‘Because,’ said the old Keeper, ‘that is its name.

Anybody controlling that terrible weapon could bring instant

doom to large sections of the Universe. It radiates anti-Matter

at a million times the speed of light.’ He nodded his head at a

button in the top left-hand corner of theconsole. ‘Could you

put your finger over that button, please. It’s a safety measure,

so that no one person with only two hands can activate the

combination to produce the file on the Doomsday Weapon.’

The young Time Lord poised an index finger over the

button.

‘Now lower your finger,’ said the old Keeper, ‘as I lower

mine.’

The old Keeper lowered his fingers onto a pattern of

buttons, and the young Time Lord brought his index finger

down gently onto the one remote button. Then they looked

up at the screen. Printing appeared and it read: ‘TOP

SECRET. EXACT WHEREABOUTS OF THE DOOMSDAY

WEAPON, AND INSTRUCTIONS FOR USE.’

‘That’s just the title-page of the file,’ said the old Keeper.

‘Move your finger to the next button on the right’

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TheevilMASTERhasstolentheTimeLords’fileonthehorrifyingDOOMSDAYWEAPONwithwhich,whenhefindsit,hecanblastwholeplanetsoutofexistenceandmakehimselfruleroftheGalaxy!TheTimeLordsdirectDOCTORWHOandJoGrantintheirTARDIStoableakplanetintheyear2471wheretheyfindcolonistsfromEarthunderthreatfrommysterious,savage,...

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