066 - Doctor Who and the Tomb of the Cybermen

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The Cybermen—silver, indestructible monsters whose

only goal is power—seem to have disappeared from their

planet, Telos. When a party of archeologists, joined by the

Doctor, Jamie and Victoria, land on the Cybermen's barren

deserted planet, they uncover what appears to be their

tomb.

But once inside it becomes clear that the Cybermen are

not dead, and some in the group of archeologists

desperately want to re-activate these monsters! How can

the Doctor defeat these ruthless, power-seeking humans

and the Cybermen?

ISBN 0 426 11076 5

DOCTOR WHO

AND THE

TOMB OF THE CYBERMEN

Based on the BBC television serial The Tomb of the Cybermen by

Gerry Davis and Kit Pedler by arrangement with the British

Broadcasting Corporation

GERRY DAVIS

published by

The Paperback Division of

W. H. Allen & Co. Ltd

CONTENTS

Introduction

1 Victoria and Jamie

2 An Expedition in Space

3 The Entrance to the Tombs

4 Cyberman Control Room

5 The Recharging Room

6 The Target Room

7 The Finding of the Cybermat

8 The Secret of the Hatch

9 The Cyberman Controller

10 Release the Cybermats

11 The Controller is Revitalised

12 Toberman Returns

13 Closing the Tombs

The Creation of the Cybermen

Centuries ago by our Earth time, a race of men on the far-

distant planet of Telos sought immortality. They perfected the art of

cybernetics—the reproduction of machine functions in human

beings. As bodies became old and diseased, they were replaced limb

by limb, with plastic and steel.

Finally, even the human circulation and nervous system were

recreated, and brains replaced by computers. The first Cybermen

were born.

Their metal limbs gave them the strength of ten men, and their

in-built respiratory system allowed them to live in the airless vacuum

of space. They were immune to cold and heat, and immensely

intelligent and resourceful.

Their main impediment was one that only a flesh and blood

man would have recognised: they had no heart, no emotions, no

feelings. They lived by the inexorable laws of pure logic. Love, hate,

anger, even fear, were eliminated from their lives when the last flesh

was replaced by plastic.

They achieved their immortality at a terrible price. They

became dehumanised monsters. And, like human monsters down

through the ages of Earth, they became aware of the lack of love and

feeling in their lives and substituted another goal—power!

Their large, silver bodies became practically indestructible and

their ruthless drive was untempered by any consideration other than

basic logic.

If the enemy was more powerful than you, you left the field. If

he could be defeated, you killed, imprisoned or enslaved. You were

unswayed by pity or mercy.

For many years after the explosion of Mondas in 2000 and the

defeat of the Cyber-raiding party on the moon in 2070, there was no

further sign of the silver giants.

Man pushed further and further into space exploring galaxy

after galaxy in perfect safety.

Until one day a party of archaeologists landed on the now

barren and deserted planet of Telos. All they were after (they said)

was to uncover and record the beginnings of the long dead race of

Cybermen. Just as the tombs of ancient Egypt had been unearthed.

But the tombs of the Cybermen were very different from the

pyramids of the Pharaohs. They held a terrible secret that was to

convulse the universe and, once again, pit the Doctor against his

most dreaded adversaries.

Victoria and Jamie

The Doctor and Jamie were standing with one eye on the

TARDIS screen and the other on the door of the TARDIS equipment

room. On the large monitor screen a small yellow circle of light was

rapidly approaching. As the image enlarged and the detail became

clearer, it was resolving into. a small, moon-like planet pitted and

scarred by light-centuries of astral bombardment.

Inside the equipment room the latest crew member of the

TARDIS was changing clothes. Her name was Victoria and she came

from the middle 1800s when her scientist father was. killed in a

struggle with the Daleks. The Doctor had felt responsible for the

orphaned girl and taken her aboard the time-craft.

Victoria was dressed as any proper mid-Victorian miss in a

thick overskirt, an underskirt and three layers of petticoats. Her skirts

were held out from her body by means of a basketlike cage and took

up a great deal of room in the confined space aboard the TARDIS.

After tripping over Victoria's skirts for the third time, the

Doctor had insisted she change her clothes for something less

hampering for adventures in space.

The Doctor had not told her what to wear—he believed in

letting people make up their own minds. He had simply turned her

loose on the vast wardrobe of clothing from wet-suits to evening

dress. Jamie, amused by her prim ways, wondered what she would

choose. He was a refugee from the 1746 battle of Culloden. The

Doctor had brought him aboard the TARDIS to rescue him from the

English redcoat soldiers.

'Ahem.' Victoria gave a discreet cough. The Doctor and Jamie

had been watching the screen as the TARDIS moved gently towards

the unknown planet. They turned. Victoria was clad in a simple dress

that ended just above the knee. It had been left behind by Polly, the

girl from the 1970s, now safely returned to England.

'Och, that's far better,' said Jamie. But the Doctor noticed two

red spots of colour on Victoria's cheeks. They weren't used to

showing so much of their legs in Queen Victoria's reign!

'Don't worry, you look very respectable,' he smiled.

Victoria shook her head angrily and pointed towards the

equipment room.

'All you have there are children's clothes like this.' She held out

her short skirt. 'Or...' she blushed slightly, 'men's breeches. I wore

such skirts when I was little. You've made me look like... Alice in

Wonderland.'

The Doctor smiled. With her wide blue eyes and long fair hair,

she did look a little like Alice. Jamie began to laugh at her shocked

expression. He was interrupted by the Doctor, pointing at the screen.

'We're about to land.' He looked at a side dial. 'Atmosphere's

breathable. Gravity's similar to Earth. We won't need space-suits.'

'Aye.' Jamie, impatient as always, hitched up his kilt slightly

and checked that the sharp dirk was in position in his long checkered

sock. 'I'll no be sorry to stretch ma legs, Doctor.'

'I can't go out like this. What if someone saw me?' Victoria

cried, scandalised. But the Doctor, his mind on the new planet, was

too busy checking landing space to listen to her.

'Ye'll just have to stay here... Alice!' said Jamie, grinning at the

girl's outraged expression.

An Expedition in Space

It was a planet like a million others; stone and dust, arid, with

crater mountains cutting a blank sky. But humans from the space

orbiter nervously glanced behind them as they huddled together in

the crater basin, watching Ted Rogers fiddling with the fuse wire.

'Get with it, Rogers, will you !' barked Captain Hopper.

'O.K., Captain, it's about there,' Rogers called, his trained

engineer's fingers holding the wire gently in place while he set the

timer. The grey uniform of his space Orbiter Engineer Class uniform

was crumpled and dusty with the effort.

Captain Hopper looked at his crew member, wondering why

he had ever taken on the job of transporting this crazy archaeological

expedition of Parry's to such an inhospitable planet.

There was a movement behind them. They sensed it rather than

saw it, turned—there was something at the cliff edge—a head

appeared. It was Toberman, the giant of the expedition, bumbling

down the dusty scree of the crater side, small rocks clattering round

him in the unearthly silence.

'Hey! Toberman! Get that big head down!' shouted Professor

Parry, the leader of the expedition. 'What's the matter with you, have

you gone mad?'

'No personnel within the explosion field,' shouted Captain

Hopper, but Toberman, as if he hadn't heard, lumbered towards them

through the thin atmosphere, ignoring both Parry and Hopper. He

came to a stop near them and stared in silence as Rogers clicked the

fuse wire finally in place and covered it with timeless dust.

'You're a fool!' shouted Viner, Parry's second in command, a

thin, fussy little archaeologist, at the great Toberman. 'Don't you

realise the danger you're in? None of us knows what's going to

happen when we press that thing...in this rarefied atmosphere!'

Viner pointed a trembling finger at the silent crater edge where

the explosive was set.

'All right, Viner,' said Parry, clearing his throat. 'It's a waste of

time using words with that man. He obviously doesn't understand

what we say... or doesn't want to.' He turned to the figure next to

him, a woman's figure with a sleek and shining space suit topped by

a fine-boned, beautiful Arabian face.

'Kaftan,' he said crossly, 'can't you keep your servant under

control? You insisted on bringing Toberman. You control him.'

Professor Parry was the kind of man who was never at ease

talking to a woman. Kaftan waited a moment before answering.

'If I wish to I can,' she said. She beckoned to the giant to come-

over beside her. Rogers, still crouched over the time control of the

bomb plunger, was making a final adjustment.

'Hurry it, Rogers,' ordered the Captain again. 'I don't know

what you think you're going to find anyway,' he added gruffly to

Professor Parry.

'I am convinced, and ready to stake my reputation on it—that

this is the entrance to the city of Telos,' Parry said stiffly, disliking

the Captain's tone.

'Well, I sure hope you're right because I want to get us all

safely out of here,' said the Captain loudly.

'Hopper.'

It was a new voice, a cold hard one from the strongly built

man, Eric Klieg, at the back of the group, who up to now had been

silent.

'I must remind you, Captain, that you are being very well paid

for your part in this expedition.'

The red-haired American Captain opened his mouth to retort

but the engineer, Rogers, stood up.

'I think that's it, Captain,' he said.

'All right, let's get on with it,' said Parry officiously. 'We've

wasted enough time. Stand by. Everybody down. Including you,

Toberman.'

'Everybody under cover?' came the Captain's voice. 'Professor

Parry, will you count your party, please, and account for everyone?'

'Viner, Haydon, Kaftan, Klieg and Toberman. And myself.

Yes, all present.'

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