From: al019@chebucto.ns.ca (Brad Filippone)
Subject: Re: A story we can all create..
Date: Thu, 8 Nov 2001 15:26:47 +0000 (UTC)



Back at the TARDIS, the Doctor looked on helpless as Jo was taken away by
Prak.  Forgetting for a moment the approach of the Servii, he was almost
startled to hear the voice behind him.  "You!  Who are you"

The Doctor turned around to find two people staring at him the ends of metal
object that appeared to be weapons of some sort.  They were male and female
and it was the male who had spoken.

"Ah!" said the Doctor, "You are the Servii, I presume?  Well that man on the
large bird just kidnapped my companion!"

"You are not one of Prak's friends then?"

"Certainly not!  We only just arrived here.  We don't know you or Prak or
anybody else here either."

"Very well, then, I believe you" He lowered the weapon and the woman did the
same.  "I am Gorthund and this is my mate, Kepla."

"Pleased to make your acquaintence.  Can you help me get my friend back?"

"Why did Prak take him?"

"'Her' actually.  Jo is a woman."

"Oh," said Kepla, somewhat dishearteningly.  "Was she your mate?"

"Certainly not.  She is my companion only.  We are friends."

"That's good then.  Companions can be replaced."

"I don't want a replacement.  I want Jo back."

"Then," said Gorthund, "you surely do NOT know the people here.  By now it is
already too late.  You will not see your companion again."



Jo stared at her captor.  "Sacrifice!  What do you mean?  I have no intention
of being sacrificed!  And how do you know my name?"

Prak spoke to a fellow standing there in robes, "It was so fortunate.  I
found this one standing out in the desert.  I didn't need to sneak into the
Servii city at all."

The robed one replied.  "Fortunate indeed." He turned to the monsterous
figure standing there before them.  "The sacrifice is ready, your emenance."

"Remove the cloak from her," replied the thing, whatever it was.

Prak removed the doctor's jacket from Jo's shoulders.

"That's to protect me from the sun!"

"Are you that delacate?  Then we will take you out of the sun."

Truning to the monstrous figure, he said, "I will take her into the temple to
prepare her, Great One.  When the time in the ceremony comes for her
entrance, she will be ready."

"Now wait a moment..." screamed Jo.

The fanged monster replied, "You will be silent.  And remember, that from
this time forward, you're name will be no longer Josaphine Grant, but Vetra.
Take her, Prak."

Screaming and protesting, Prak dragged Jo into the temple.