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Deb was the last one to pull herself out of the elevator. It was dark, dirty, and had the smell of oil, her kind of place. Deb couldn't help by smile at this, reminding her of the underbelly that was the engine of room of her ship. She wondered if he was there still or had that world she once knew been erased. A knot formed in her stomach, she hadn't considered this till now. What if this all was for nothing and she tried to return to a world that wasn't there. The very idea made her a little sick. She shook the feeling off, deciding worrying about it was kind of pointless right now but instead of it going away she only felt worse.
"What's taking ya so long?" Deb yelled up at Greta. The gear driven girl moved ever so slightly, taking hold of the elevator doors. From where Deb stood she was nothing more than a shadowed blob.
"Nearly there." Greta said, her voice barely being heard if not for the echo.
The girl dressed like the Doctor, calling herself the Professor, held onto the cables of the elevator car. "Nearly there my foot." She grumbled, "That ancient thing wouldn't know how to open a door even if it had an instruction manual."
Deb couldn't help but glare at her, "I take it back. You're worse than that Doctor, at least she was positive about stuff. You just fuck'n complain about damn near everything. Shut up."
The Professor humphed but said nothing.
Greta maneuvered her way back down, "While I enjoy the dark ever so, I fear we'll be here quite a bit longer. I've tried opening a few doors and none of them budged."
The Professor stomped her feet, "Course not. Machine's aren't very intelligent. They only perform predetermined tasks."
Deb opened her mouth to say something but Greta  shook her head, talking Deb out of the obvious  argument that was to begin. Instead Deb shoved her hands into her pockets and an idea occurred to her. "Yeah…"
From her pocket she pulled out her gift, a cog that was named 'machine'. Not quite sure how to use it she placed the cog onto the elevator and waited. Nothing happened. She nudged it a bit with her steel-toed boots but again nothing happened. "Work already, damn you!"
"What are you-?" The Professor began but then cog spun around and around in a very loud clanking sound. The echo shook the shaft a bit, causing some dirt or rubble to fall from the darkness. The lights turned on and the elevator moved a bit upwards.
"Oh, you did it. How perfect." Greta said patting her hands together.
"Ha. Not bad." Deb laughed as the elevator moved slowly.
"Pfft," The Professor spat, "Way to go. Maybe next time you could slowly raise us from an erupting volcano."
Deb took hold of the Professor's collar and raised her off the ground, "I've had just about enough of you!"
A huge explosion shook the whole shaft, slamming the elevator to a halt. Deb losing her balance dropped the Professor and fell to her knees. Above one of the doors blasted open send debris everywhere. Stones and shrapnel rained down cutting into Deb's skin. She gritted her teeth to prevent herself from yelling, Greta raced over, towering over Deb to prevent any more from falling on her. The Professor didn't worry at all, as she twisted the buckle on her belt and the debris merely bounced off of her.
"What the fu…Why am I even surprised anymore?" Deb blurted out pushing Greta aside. "Every five seconds something is damn near to kill me."
The Professor twisted another knob on her belt, flames shot from her feet, and she was off into the air, "I must assist the others! I pledged to help the Doctor in any way I can but not to the likes of you." With that she was off up the shaft an through the hole.
Greta pretended to cough to try and get Deb's attention away from the boiling rage that was building, "At least we now have a way out." Trying to sound hopeful but it really wasn't helping.


Just as Dr. A had passed out after saying 'Society of Science!' another in the group who looked nearly like the Doctor only with a blue jacket with stars all over it stood up from the ranks and commanded "ASSEMBLE!" She yelled raising her red machine gun.
You dare fight what you cannot? Very well.
Just then a huge fist flew through the windows, crushing the blurred indescribable man through the wall and against another. The fist pulled back, outside stood a 50 foot tall version of the Doctor, she laughed at her accomplishment.
But the gentleman was very unpleased. He walked out from the hole without a scratch. He went to raise his hand in the direction of the giant but ice covered his body in moments. Another Doctor with an over-size oven started to gloat about her freeze ray but again this didn't happen.
The gentleman snapped, what looked like his fingers and the Doctor was gone. Several more Doctor's took her place as they fired rounds after rounds of bullets that could stop time, ones that disintegrated the target on contact, ones that electrocuted, ones that exploded, poisoned, shred, devour, make stupid jokes, uncontrollable muscle spasms, turned wounds to glass, turned blood to magma, warp, and twist but nothing even touched him or so it appeared. With the wave of his hand they all vaporized like the rest.
A blade shot through the back of the gentleman. He coughed and blood spat out. He grabbed the Doctor behind him and vaporized her with some trouble. Before he could react several more Doctors took her place with bows, arrows, spears, blades of all sorts and, of course, battle axes.
They swung, stabbed, and arrowed the gentleman cutting through his defenses and slicing him up. Blood poured out of his wounds like a fire hose.
ENOUGH.
Then _____ took _____hold of _____ and _____ them ____ to_____! Thigns happened More battle more attacksnothign seemed to touch him. Mistakes were made. He will have order.Bombs made the hole and Prof came. Things transpired Lost. Where is all of them Giant Smash! Over again Society still attacked an such. Prof scared sees all that happens can it be? Lost again. Cries. Meaning coming back. Escapes or cowers Can nonthgn work?
RTYJHJlsken? Jnv vam.
***
%^&*8876

Dr. A awoke with the blackened drops of rain dripping on her face. "Jimmy?"
"Not here other me." Dr. A lazily looked over to her right and saw herself standing with some papery cloaked men. This Doctor Amelia was busy writing on her clip board in front of a machine. It was a cube with several flashlights tapped to it. Dr. A couldn't help but smile at the other her's accomplishment. The clip board Doctor still wrote as she continued to speak, "He left you in my care to go back and help what he told me was the Society? He was kind of vague."
Dr. A examined the cube with some interest, "I had nearly forgotten about the Threshold project. Did you fix the multi-shift rotator?"
The other wrote more on the clip board, "Yes but it took some time. I had to realign the adjustment manifold and distort the flux calibrator." She then tapped a few buttons along the cube.
Dr. A coughed a bit but didn't keep a huge grin from forming on her lips, "Was that all? After the Goo incident I had figured dividing the absolute zero coupling would have solved it." Her breath was starting to get heavy.
The other raised an eyebrow but otherwise didn't do much else from distracting her from her work, "Process of elimination. That's science for you though some like to believe the laws of reality can't be broken. Naturally though reality is based partially in perception."
Dr. A sighed, "Correct, which is why our P.I.E. should do the trick."
"Indeed."
"What the fuck are you…you TWO talking about?" Deb asked, having climbed the stairs that last eight floors and stumbling right in the middle of this conversation.

Description
Deb was the last one to pull herself out of the elevator. It was dark, dirty, and had the smell of oil, her kind of place. Deb couldn't help by smile at this, reminding her of the underbelly that was the engine of room of her ship. She wondered if he was there still or had that world she once knew been erased. A knot formed in her stomach, she hadn't considered this till now. What if this all was for nothing and she tried to return to a world that wasn't there. The very idea made her a little sick. She shook the feeling off, deciding worrying about it was kind of pointless right now but instead of it going away she only felt worse.
"What's taking ya so long?" Deb yelled up at Greta. The gear driven girl moved ever so slightly, taking hold of the elevator doors. From where Deb stood she was nothing more than a shadowed blob.
"Nearly there." Greta said, her voice barely being heard if not for the echo.
The girl dressed like the Doctor, calling herself the Professor, held onto the cables of the elevator car. "Nearly there my foot." She grumbled, "That ancient thing wouldn't know how to open a door even if it had an instruction manual."
Deb couldn't help but glare at her, "I take it back. You're worse than that Doctor, at least she was positive about stuff. You just fuck'n complain about damn near everything. Shut up."
The Professor humphed but said nothing.
Greta maneuvered her way back down, "While I enjoy the dark ever so, I fear we'll be here quite a bit longer. I've tried opening a few doors and none of them budged."
The Professor stomped her feet, "Course not. Machine's aren't very intelligent. They only perform predetermined tasks."
Deb opened her mouth to say something but Greta  shook her head, talking Deb out of the obvious  argument that was to begin. Instead Deb shoved her hands into her pockets and an idea occurred to her. "Yeah…"
From her pocket she pulled out her gift, a cog that was named 'machine'. Not quite sure how to use it she placed the cog onto the elevator and waited. Nothing happened. She nudged it a bit with her steel-toed boots but again nothing happened. "Work already, damn you!"
"What are you-?" The Professor began but then cog spun around and around in a very loud clanking sound. The echo shook the shaft a bit, causing some dirt or rubble to fall from the darkness. The lights turned on and the elevator moved a bit upwards.
"Oh, you did it. How perfect." Greta said patting her hands together.
"Ha. Not bad." Deb laughed as the elevator moved slowly.
"Pfft," The Professor spat, "Way to go. Maybe next time you could slowly raise us from an erupting volcano."
Deb took hold of the Professor's collar and raised her off the ground, "I've had just about enough of you!"
A huge explosion shook the whole shaft, slamming the elevator to a halt. Deb losing her balance dropped the Professor and fell to her knees. Above one of the doors blasted open send debris everywhere. Stones and shrapnel rained down cutting into Deb's skin. She gritted her teeth to prevent herself from yelling, Greta raced over, towering over Deb to prevent any more from falling on her. The Professor didn't worry at all, as she twisted the buckle on her belt and the debris merely bounced off of her.
"What the fu…Why am I even surprised anymore?" Deb blurted out pushing Greta aside. "Every five seconds something is damn near to kill me."
The Professor twisted another knob on her belt, flames shot from her feet, and she was off into the air, "I must assist the others! I pledged to help the Doctor in any way I can but not to the likes of you." With that she was off up the shaft an through the hole.
Greta pretended to cough to try and get Deb's attention away from the boiling rage that was building, "At least we now have a way out." Trying to sound hopeful but it really wasn't helping.


Just as Dr. A had passed out after saying 'Society of Science!' another in the group who looked nearly like the Doctor only with a blue jacket with stars all over it stood up from the ranks and commanded "ASSEMBLE!" She yelled raising her red machine gun.
You dare fight what you cannot? Very well.
Just then a huge fist flew through the windows, crushing the blurred indescribable man through the wall and against another. The fist pulled back, outside stood a 50 foot tall version of the Doctor, she laughed at her accomplishment.
But the gentleman was very unpleased. He walked out from the hole without a scratch. He went to raise his hand in the direction of the giant but ice covered his body in moments. Another Doctor with an over-size oven started to gloat about her freeze ray but again this didn't happen.
The gentleman snapped, what looked like his fingers and the Doctor was gone. Several more Doctor's took her place as they fired rounds after rounds of bullets that could stop time, ones that disintegrated the target on contact, ones that electrocuted, ones that exploded, poisoned, shred, devour, make stupid jokes, uncontrollable muscle spasms, turned wounds to glass, turned blood to magma, warp, and twist but nothing even touched him or so it appeared. With the wave of his hand they all vaporized like the rest.
A blade shot through the back of the gentleman. He coughed and blood spat out. He grabbed the Doctor behind him and vaporized her with some trouble. Before he could react several more Doctors took her place with bows, arrows, spears, blades of all sorts and, of course, battle axes.
They swung, stabbed, and arrowed the gentleman cutting through his defenses and slicing him up. Blood poured out of his wounds like a fire hose.
ENOUGH.
Then _____ took _____hold of _____ and _____ them ____ to_____! Thigns happened More battle more attacksnothign seemed to touch him. Mistakes were made. He will have order.Bombs made the hole and Prof came. Things transpired Lost. Where is all of them Giant Smash! Over again Society still attacked an such. Prof scared sees all that happens can it be? Lost again. Cries. Meaning coming back. Escapes or cowers Can nonthgn work?
RTYJHJlsken? Jnv vam.
***
%^&*8876

Dr. A awoke with the blackened drops of rain dripping on her face. "Jimmy?"
"Not here other me." Dr. A lazily looked over to her right and saw herself standing with some papery cloaked men. This Doctor Amelia was busy writing on her clip board in front of a machine. It was a cube with several flashlights tapped to it. Dr. A couldn't help but smile at the other her's accomplishment. The clip board Doctor still wrote as she continued to speak, "He left you in my care to go back and help what he told me was the Society? He was kind of vague."
Dr. A examined the cube with some interest, "I had nearly forgotten about the Threshold project. Did you fix the multi-shift rotator?"
The other wrote more on the clip board, "Yes but it took some time. I had to realign the adjustment manifold and distort the flux calibrator." She then tapped a few buttons along the cube.
Dr. A coughed a bit but didn't keep a huge grin from forming on her lips, "Was that all? After the Goo incident I had figured dividing the absolute zero coupling would have solved it." Her breath was starting to get heavy.
The other raised an eyebrow but otherwise didn't do much else from distracting her from her work, "Process of elimination. That's science for you though some like to believe the laws of reality can't be broken. Naturally though reality is based partially in perception."
Dr. A sighed, "Correct, which is why our P.I.E. should do the trick."
"Indeed."
"What the fuck are you…you TWO talking about?" Deb asked, having climbed the stairs that last eight floors and stumbling right in the middle of this conversation.