057 - Doctor Who and the Space War

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‘Doctor’ screamed Jo. ‘Look at that thing. It’s coming

straight at us!’ A small, black spaceship, about a mile away,

was approaching rapidly.

It had no lights, no markings. But some instinct told Jo that

the tiny craft meant danger.

The year is 2540, and two powers loom large in the Galaxy—

Earth and Draconia. After years of peace, their spaceships

are now being mysteriously attacked and cargoes rifled.

Each suspects the other and full-scale war seems

unavoidable. The Doctor, accused of being a Draconian spy,

is thrown into prison. And only when the MASTER appears

on the scene do things really begin to move....

ISBN 0 426 11033 1

DOCTOR WHO AND

THE SPACE WAR

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

Space by Malcolm Hulke by arrangement with the British

Broadcasting Corporation

MALCOLM HULKE

published by

WYNDHAM PUBLICATIONS

First published simultaneously in Great Britain by

Wyndham Publications Ltd, and Allan Wingate (Publishers) Ltd

1976

ISBN 0426 11033 1

Corporation, 1976

Target Books are published by Wyndham Publications Ltd

123 King Street, London W6 9JG

A Howard & Wyndham Company

Printed and bound in Great Britain

by Richard Clay (The Chaucer Press) Ltd, Bungay, Suffolk

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 Link-up in Space

2 The Draconian Prince

3 Stowaways

4 The Mind Probe

5 Kidnap

6 Prison on the Moon

7 The Master

8 Space Walk

9 Frontier in Space

10 The Verge of War

11 Planet of the Ogrons

12 The Trap

Link-up in Space

The year 2540.

Earth Cargo Ship C-982 slid silently through Space on its

way back to Earth. Once a smart dull grey, much of its

paintwork had been scorched away by countless take-offs and

landings through the atmospheres of Earth and Earth’s many

planet colonies. The dark shape of the spaceship was relieved by

lights shining from the port-holes in its blunt nose. Inside the

flight deck two men sat at the controls, both dressed in scruffy

space overalls, both bored with the monotony of piloting their

cargo ship through millions of miles of Space.

While Hardy made a routine check of the ship’s controls, the

younger space pilot, Stewart, leaned back and stretched his

arms. ‘You know what I’d like?’

Hardy drew a tick on his controls check list. ‘What?’

‘A job on one of those luxury space-liners. First Officer on

the Mars-Venus cruise, that’d suit me.’

Hardy continued with his work. ‘You can keep it. Spit and

polish, cocktail parties with the passengers...’

Stewart took up on Hardy’s theme, but with enthusiasm.

‘And a uniform with gold braid instead of these overalls, and all

those beautiful space stewardesses! I’ll have that any time.’

The older man put away his check list, satisfied that the

spaceship’s speed, direction and internal temperature were all in

order. He started to pull on his safety belt. ‘The way things are

heading you’re more likely to wind up piloting a battle cruiser.’

Stewart was quick to answer. ‘There’s not going to be a war.’

‘Didn’t you see the President on television last night? The

Dragons have attacked two more of our ships. How much longer

do you think we’ll stand for it?’ He used the slang word for

Draconians. Of all the species and life forms on the millions of

inhabited planets of the Milky Way Galaxy, two had become

dominant—Earthmen and Draconians. Over the past century

Earth and Draconia had competed to colonise other planets,

until now both possessed vast empires in Space. Fortunately the

two planets were far apart, in opposite ‘legs’ of the swirling

galaxy. By tacit agreement they confined their colonising to their

respective halves of the Milky Way and generally, though not

always, observed an agreed frontier in Space between each

other.

Stewart also pulled on his safety belt. ‘I’m a born optimist.

They steal a few of our cargoes, we steal a few of theirs. But it’ll

blow over. Neither side could afford an all-out war.’ He checked

the hyper-space dials. ‘We’re ready for the jump.’

Hardy spoke to Earth Control on the ship’s transmitter.

‘Cargo Ship C-982 preparing to enter hyper-space at 22.17,

seven two, two thousand five hundred and forty.’ He turned to

Stewart. ‘Let’s shoot.’

Stewart touched the hyper-space lever and the space-ship

leapt into speed faster than light. The sudden force riveted both

men to their seats. Hardy was the first to notice the strange

object spinning towards them on the monitor screen. ‘You see

that?’ he shouted excitedly.

Stewart looked. ‘What is it?’

‘Dragons. They’re going to attack.’

Stewart tried to get the spinning object into focus. It looked

like an oblong box and was coming straight for them. At one end

of the shape a blue light flashed. ‘That isn’t a ship. I’ve never

seen anything like it.’

‘Well, it’s going to hit us, whatever it is.’

‘That’s their bad luck,’ said Stewart. ‘But better pull out of

hyper-space.’

Hardy had already seized the microphone. ‘Cargo Ship C-

982, about to pull out of hyper-space now...’

For a moment the spinning object with its flashing blue light

filled the monitor screen. Then, abruptly, as the spaceship

slowed, the object vanished.

‘Fancy that,’ said Stewart, making a young man’s pretence

that he hadn’t been frightened. ‘You’d better report it.’

‘They’ll never believe us,’ Hardy growled. ‘But you’re

probably right.’ He spoke into the microphone. ‘Cargo Ship C-

982 to Earth Control. Mysterious object sighted during hyper-

space transition. Object resembled large blue box with flashing

light at one end. Object vanished before collision. Present

whereabouts of object unknown.’

In a gloomy corner of one of the spaceship’s cargo holds stood

the TARDIS. It looked, as ever, like an old-fashioned London

police box. But its appearance was deceptive, for the TARDIS

was a highly-advanced Time and Space ship, designed and built

by the Time Lords. Doctor Who, himself a Time Lord, stole his

TARDIS because he desperately wanted to travel and see the

wonders of the Universe. However, the one he stole had two

major faults. For one thing he could never get it to go exactly

where he wanted. It seemed to have a mind of its own. The

other fault was that TARDISES were designed to change their

appearance on arrival so as to fit in with the local background.

On the Doctor’s first trip the TARDIS worked well enough to

make itself look like a police box, but after that its appearance

never changed again.

Though small on the outside, the interior of the TARDIS

was huge, a very large and modern control room with the Time

and Space mechanism in the centre.

Standing now in the corner of the cargo hold, the TARDIS

looked very out of place. One of the doors flung open and a

pretty young woman stepped out. Jo Grant was in a flaming

temper.

‘I’m never going in that thing again,’ she shouted back into

the TARDIS.

Jo Grant had always wanted to be a lady spy, and hoped that

her uncle, an important Civil Servant, would help her achieve

that ambition. Instead he had her employed by UNIT, the

United Nations Intelligence Taskforce, where Brigadier

Lethbridge Stewart seconded her as the Doctor’s general

assistant because he couldn’t think what else to do with her. She

still wasn’t used to accompanying the Doctor on his journeys

through Space and Time.

The Doctor emerged from the TARDIS. ‘Now then, Jo, be

reasonable.’ He smiled to show that being lost in Space was all

part of a day’s work.

She fumed, ‘Honestly, only you could have a traffic accident

in Space.’

‘Except that we didn’t,’ retorted the Doctor. ‘By a brilliant

last minute course correction I’ve materialised the TARDIS

inside the spaceship.’

She took in their immediate surroundings. The hold was

filled with large packing cases. ‘What do we do now?’

‘If I’m going to get us back to Earth, I’d better find out

where we are.’ He turned to go back inside the TARDIS.

‘But I thought we were on our way back to Earth?’

The Doctor paused. ‘To avoid hitting this spaceship I had to

make a random jump into normal Space. I can’t reach a

destination if I don’t know where I’m starting from. So I’d better

check the instruments.’

‘Doctor,’ said Jo, matter-of-fact, ‘even when you do know

where you’re starting from, you very rarely get where we want to

go.’

He looked pained. ‘I try, Jo. I try.’ To avoid any further

criticism the Doctor hurried back into the TARDIS.

Jo breathed a deep sigh. Then she curiously pushed back

the lid of a packing case. It contained flour, plain ordinary flour.

As she let some of the flour run over her fingers. a movement

through the port-hole caught her attention. Jo crossed to the

port-hole and looked out into the black emptiness of infinite

Space. Millions of distant stars twinkled at her. The point of

interest, though, was a small black spaceship, about half a mile

away. It had no lights, no markings. Some instinct told Jo that

this ugly black spaceship meant danger.

On the flight deck Hardy and Stewart were also watching

the spaceship, on their television monitor screen.

Hardy murmured, ‘Maybe it’s a wreck.’ There were

occasional wrecks floating in Space, ships punctured by

meteorites when all the crew had been killed instantly through

the sudden escape of their life-supporting oxygen.

‘Or maybe they need help,’ said Stewart.

Hardy pulled the microphone near his lips and tuned the

radio transmitter to the inter-ship emergency wavelength. ‘This

is Earth Cargo Ship C-982 in close proximity to you. Do you

read me?’

Both men listened for a response over the flight deck’s

loudspeaker. There was nothing.

Hardy tried again. ‘Do you read me? Are you in need of

assistance?’

Again no answer.

‘We’d better enter it in the log-book,’ said Stewart, reaching

for the records they kept on every journey. ‘How would you

describe it?’

Hardy said, ‘Small, black spherical craft, no markings, no

recognisable classification...’

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‘Doctor’screamedJo.‘Lookatthatthing.It’scomingstraightatus!’Asmall,blackspaceship,aboutamileaway,wasapproachingrapidly.Ithadnolights,nomarkings.ButsomeinstincttoldJothatthetinycraftmeantdanger.Theyearis2540,andtwopowersloomlargeintheGalaxy—EarthandDraconia.Afteryearsofpeace,theirspaceshipsarenowbein...

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