The Doctor laid under the car sonicing at the ATMOS device trying to stop the gas while Donna and Rita hit the window and pulled on the door trying to open it. "He's going to choke. Doctor!" Donna cried.

"It won't open." He gritted his teeth hitting the car.

Rita looked up seeing Sylvia run out of the house with a large axe, pulling Donna away from the car Sylvia swung the back of the axe at the windscreen shattering the glass. Donna stared at her mother for a moment before she snapped shaking the red head out of her daze. "Well, don't just stand there. Get him out!" The two helped him out of the car before Donna and Sylvia helped him towards the house.

"Thanks." Wilf muttered to the three as Donna gaped at her mother, "I can't believe you've got an axe."

"Burglars." She shrugged taking Wilf inside.

"Get inside the house." The Doctor instructed. "Just try and close off the doors and windows."

The Doctor and Rita turned around hearing a car, Ross then stopped with a black cab, "Doctor, Stone. This is all I could find that hasn't got ATMOS." The two ran getting in the back of the car while the Doctor shouted out at the red head. "Donna, you coming?"

Looking back at her family unsure then back at the two she nodded moving away.

"Donna." Her mother cried out grabbing her arm then looked at her seriously. "Don't go. Look what happens every time that Doctor and Stone appears. Stay with us, please." She begged as Wilf spoke up defending the Time Lords.

"You go, my darling." He nudged her away slightly coughing.

"Dad!"

"Don't listen to her. You go with the Doctor and the Stone!" He encouraged her on, Donna ran to the car, "that's my girl!" He proudly shouted waving his arms about.

Ross drove the black cab as fast as he could being cautious of the thick fog like gas surrounding them. Stopping at the front gate Ross let the Doctor, Rita and Donna out. "Ross, look after yourself. Get inside the building." He lightly ordered the man.

"Will do." He nodded then spoke into his walkie-talkie as the Doctor took Rita's hand running off to the building. "Greyhound Forty to Trap One. I have just returned the Doctor and Stone to base safe and sound. Over."

"The air is disgusting." Donna coughed almost gagging at the gas she was breathing in, Rita looked over at her worryingly as the Doctor turned back to the red head. "It's not so bad for us." He informed her gesturing to himself and Rita.

"Donna go inside the TARDIS for a while and drink plenty of water, it will help."

"You sound more like a Doctor then he does half the time." She joked even through the fits of coughing.

The Doctor groaning slightly then beamed reaching inside of his suit. "Oh, we've never given you a key." He brought a TARDIS key out handing it to her. "Keep that. Go on, that's yours." He grinned then muttered. "Quite a big moment really."

"Yeah, maybe we can get sentimental after the world's finished choking to death." She replied sarcastically while coughing.

"Good idea." He nodded then took Rita's hand as they headed towards the mobile UNIT HQ.

"Where are you two going?" Donna shouted to them.

"To stop a war!" The Time Lords both shouted over their shoulders to the red head as they ducked under the gate running as fast as they could to the UNIT base narrowing their eyes to see through what was now quite thick gas.

"Right then, here we are." The Doctor ran in with Rita nodding then turned to Mace pointing a finger at him. "Whatever you do, Colonel Mace, do not engage the Sontarans in battle. There is nothing they like better than a war." He warned. "Just leave this to the Stone and I."

"And what are you going to do?" Mace raised his brows at them.

"We've got the TARDIS." Rita raised her brows warning him not to start a war. "We're going to get on board their ship."

The Doctor spotted Martha and leant over her shoulder. "Come on." She stood up following them. Rita slightly glared at her definitely seeing something was wrong, the Doctor noticed her look and took the blonde's hand exiting the mobile HQ and heading to the TARDIS.

"I knew there was something wrong." She telepathically sighed to the Doctor exchanging a look with him knowing that 'Martha' was definitely a clone. "Donna reacted to the gas badly, this clone doesn't look like they have a care for the world."

"They must have her hidden somewhere in the factory, need her alive for the clone. As long as the clone is alive and hidden they will keep Martha alive."

"Best keep her alive then," Rita remarked to him. "Oh just great." She groaned seeing the TARDIS wasn't where they left it as they walked up.

"But where's the TARDIS?" 'Martha' worryingly asked acting more like the real Martha than before.

"Taste that, in the air." The Doctor made a disgusted face, Rita covering her nose and mouth at the foul stench. "Yuck. That sort of metal tang."

"Teleport exchange," Rita mumbled through the sleeve of her black blazer jacket.

"It's the Sontarans." The Doctor said. "They've taken it. I'm stuck on Earth like... like an ordinary person." He sounded disgusted both the Time Lords both watching 'Martha' for her reactions. "Like a human."

"How rubbish is that?" Rita muttered watching 'Martha' who didn't have a care in the world not picking up on what the blonde which was extremely out of character for what she had just said. 

"Sorry, no offence, but come on." The Doctor groaned quickly exchanging a look with Rita both of them knowing for definite that this was not the real Martha Jones.

"So what do we do?" She frantically asked the pair.

"Well, I mean, it's shielded." He shrugged. "They could never detect it."

"What?" She frowned.

"Martha." Rita looked at her. "We were wondering." She glanced at the Doctor who nodded along with her. "Have you phoned your family at all? Or your fiancé Tom?"

"No." She frowned at them both. "What for?"

"The gas." The Doctor raised a brow at her. "Tell them to stay inside."

Realising that she slipped up she nodded trying to cover up her mistake. "Course I will, yeah but, what about Donna? I mean, where's she?"

"Oh, she's gone home." The Doctor lied. "She's not like you. She's not a soldier. Right. So. Avanti." He took Rita's hand heading back to the mobile HQ again.

"Change of plan." The Doctor burst into the HQ slipping off his coat and throwing it to the side Rita doing exactly the same with her blazer jacket.

"Good to have you both fighting alongside us, Doctor, Stone."

"Oh, we're not fighting." Rita shook her head. "No fighting from us."

"Yeah we're not-fighting, as in not hyphen fighting, got it?" he raised his brows at Mace who gave a slight nod the Doctor then continued standing beside Rita the both of them leaning against a table. "Now, does anyone know what this gas is yet?"

"We're working on it." 'Martha informed them.

"It's harmful, but not lethal until it reaches eighty percent density." A woman explained. "We're having the first reports of deaths from the centre of Tokyo City."

"Sorry, we haven't met." Rita flashed a smile. "You would be...?"

"Captain Marion Price, sir, ma'am." She saluted them both.

"Oh, put your hand down." The Doctor scolded. Turning back to move over to the computers muttering to himself. "Don't salute."

"Jodrell Bank's traced a signal, Doctor, Stone, coming from five thousand miles above the Earth." We're guessing that's what triggered the cars."

"The Sontaran ship," Rita said looking at the diagram on the large screen as she moved back to the Doctor.

"NATO has gone to Defcon One. We're preparing a strike."

The Doctor and Rita snapped their heads in his direction. "You can't do that. Nuclear missiles won't even scratch the surface. Let us talk to the Sontarans." He nodded then nodded over at Rita.

"You're not authorised to speak on behalf of the Earth."

"We got that authority." He told him. "We both earned that a long time ago." He stuck his sonic screwdriver into the communication system. "Calling the Sontaran Command Ship under Jurisdiction Two of the Intergalactic Rules of Engagement. This is the Doctor and the Stone."

"Doctor, Stone, breathing your last?" Staal hissed at them.

"My God," Mace gasped staring. "They're like trolls."

"Yeah, loving the diplomacy, thanks." The Doctor looked over at Mace taking his seat from before placing his legs up on the controls. "So, tell me, General Staal, since when did you lot become cowards?" He asked as Rita sat beside him placing her legs up as well, however, crossing hers gaining a quiet brief amused look from the Doctor before he turned his attention back to the Sontaran.

"How dare you!" Staal snapped at him clearly offended.

"Oh, that's diplomacy?"

"Doctor, you impugn my honour."

"Yeah, I'm really glad you didn't say belittle because then I'd have a field day." He raised his brows at Staal.

"But seriously General Staal poison gas?" Rita looked at him amusingly. "That's the weapon of a coward in your books and you know it."

"Staal, you could blast this planet out of the sky and yet you're sitting up above watching it die." The Doctor added. "Where's the fight in that? Where's the honour? Or are you lot planning something else, because this isn't normal Sontaran warfare. What are you lot up to?"

"A general would be unwise to reveal his strategy to the opposing forces."

"Ah, the war's not going so well, then." The Doctor started spinning in his chair faintly smiling, "Losing, are we?"

"Such a suggestion is impossible."

"What war?" Mace looked at the Doctor confused.

"The war between the Sontarans and the Rutans." He explained keeping his eyes on Staal. "It's been raging, far out in the stars, for fifty thousand years. Fifty thousand years of bloodshed, and for what?"

"For victory." He replied. "Sontar-ha." He started. "Sontar-ha. Sontar-ha. Sontar-ha."

"Oh, I forgot about that." Rita groaned as Staal continued other Sontarans now joining in with him. "Sontar-ha. Sontar-ha."

"Give me a break." The Doctor rolled his eyes changing the channel with his sonic to a cartoon smirking at Rita who gave him an amused look herself.

"Doctor, Stone." Mace spoke up "I would seriously recommend that this dialogue is handled by official Earth representation."

Rita reached into her pocket pulling out her own sonic and switching it back. "You lot finished your little chant?" She raised a brow at them.

"Someones cheeky today." She heard the Doctor telepathically talking to her.

"Watch it you." She smirked biting her lip to stop it showing too much on her face.

"You will not be so quick to ridicule when you'll see our prize," Staal said. "Behold. We are the first Sontarans in history to capture a TARDIS."

Rita took the Doctors hand pretending to be scared as he leant forward himself.

"Well, as prizes go, that's... noble." He paused before saying the red heads last time trying to send her a message without any of the sontarans catching on.

"As I believe they say in Latin," Rita added. "Donna nobis pacem."

"Did you never wonder about its design?" The Doctor asked. "It's a... phone box. It contains a... phone. A... telephonic device for... communication."

"Sort of... symbolic," Rita added nodding at him.

"Like, if only we could communicate, you and us." The Doctor gestured to himself, the Stone and the screen looking straight into the camera.

"All you have communicated is your distress, Doctor, Stone." Staal tried to taunt them both.

"Big mistake though, showing it to us." The Doctor said as they both held up their sonics, "We've got remote controls." The Doctor dangling his sonic screwdriver in the air while Rita twiddled her own sonic between her fingers.

"Cease transmission!" Staal shouted before the screen cut out.

"Ah, well." He shrugged looking at Rita.

"That achieved nothing," Mace told them Rita raising her brow at him.

"Now Colonel are you underestimating the Doctor? That's dangerous territory." She chuckled.

"Even more dangerous if you're underestimating the Stone." The Doctor looked over at her smirking.

The two walked over to 'Martha' glancing at the clip board in her hands as she explained what UNIT knew about the gas. "There's carbon monoxide, hydrocarbons, nitrogen oxides, but ten percent unidentified." She looked at them as they nodded understanding what she was saying. "Some sort of artificial heavy element we can't trace. You ever seen anything like it?"

"Nothing I know, Stone?" He raised a brow at the blonde frowning in thought.

"Hmm?" She looked at him blankly. "Oh sorry I was thinking." She shrugged. "No idea what it is not a clue." Truth be told she was thinking, mainly about the conversation the real Martha had with the Time Lady earlier on that day about the Doctor and marriage, she would never admit it herself but she was honestly terrified of the thought, she had only been married before and it was a forced arranged marriage where she didn't have a say in anything at all, her mother making all of the plans from the food to her 'guest list' they didn't even invite the Doctor someone who would have been at the very top of the list considering he was the only 'true' and 'real' friend she had on Gallifrey. "It must be something the Sontarans invented." She added shrugged as the Doctor slightly frowned at her knowing well that she didn't listen to the Doctor speak by accident if she ever ignored him she did it on purpose and not as an accident. "This isn't just poison. They need this gas for something else." She hummed. "What could they need it for?"

"Launch grid online and active."

"Positions, ladies and gentlemen, Defcon One initiatives in progress."

The Time Lords snapped their heads storming over to Mace. "What?" They shouted at the man. "We told you not to launch!"

"The gas is at sixty percent density. Eighty percent and people start dying, Doctor, Stone. We've got no choice."

"Launching in sixty, fifty-nine, fifty-eight, fifty-seven, fifty-six." The Doctor stepped back lacing his fingers with Rita's as they watched on in panic. The Doctor running a hand through his hair as Rita swallowed hard. The TARDIS, as well as Donna, was on that ship. Starting to shake the Doctor pulled her in for a hug knowing exactly what she was thinking. Resting his head on hers. He watched on as Rita listened closely. "Worldwide nuclear grid now coordinating. Fifty-four, fifty-three."

"You're making a mistake, Colonel." The Doctor snapped glaring at the man. "For once, I hope the Sontarans are ahead of you."

"North America, online." Price stated reading as the red dots appeared on the screen. "United Kingdom, online. France, online. India, online. Pakistan, online. China, online. North Korea, online. All systems locked and coordinated." Rita breathed deeply hoping that something stopped it, her friend was up there all on her own in the TARDIS no doubt scared out of her mind, she left her own family to help them. "Launching in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five..."

"God save us." Mace muttered under his breath.

"Four, three, two, one. Zero." Rita frowned slightly after a moment looking up from where her head was resting against the Doctors chest. He glanced over at 'Martha' seeing her phone out of the corner of his eye just as the screen when blank. 

"She stopped it." He telepathically told her. Breathing out a sigh she closed her eyes resting her head on his chest once more glad that Donna, as well as the TARDIS holding many memories she had with the Doctor, were safe.

"What is it?" Mace frowned looking around the group of people at computers. "What happened?" He questioned after no one answer. "Did we launch?" No answers again. "Well, did we?"

"Negative, sir." Price shook her head. "The launch codes have been wiped, sir. It must be the Sontarans."

"Can we override it?" He asked.

"Trying it now, sir."

"Missiles wouldn't even dent that ship, so why are the Sontarans so keen to stop you?" The Doctor asked stepping beside 'Martha' keeping hold of Rita's hand as she moved beside him calmed down now. The Doctor looked at 'Martha', "Any ideas?"

"How should I know?" She glared at him.

"This clone doesn't even deserve the title clone." Rita mentally scoffed. "Smells a bit funny as well." She muttered trying not to think about it.

"Gave us exactly what we wanted though." He remarked to her.

"Enemy within." The Time Lords faintly heard on a walkie talkie. "At arms. Greyhound Forty declaring Absolute emergency. Sontarans within factory grounds. East corridor, grid six. Absolute emergency. Declaring Code Red." They heard the voice of Ross shakily call through. "All troops, Code Red."

"Get them out of there!" The Doctor and Rita shouted at the top of their lungs.

Mace paused for a moment seeing the anger on their faces before he turned back to the large screen blankly looking at it. "All troops, open fire."

Hearing the click of the guns through the walkie-talkie Rita squeezed the Doctors hand. She had seen plenty of death before but it never got easier hearing or seeing it happen, especially when you knew the dying side didn't stand at all a chance and were being forced into it. "Guns aren't working," Ross said. "Inform all troops, standard weapons do not work." They heard the agonising painful cry of multiple troops as they fell to the floor dead. "Tell the Doctor and the Stone, it's that cordolaine signal. "They're the only ones who can stop them." He said.

"Greyhound Forty, report," Mace ordered, hearing the buzz of the walkie talkie he repeated himself louder this time. "Over. Greyhound Forty, report. Greyhound Forty, report."

"He wasn't Greyhound Forty." The Doctor coldly replied.

Rita swallowed her expression matching the Doctors. "His name was Ross."

"Now listen to us, and get them out of there!" The Doctor shouted at Mace. Rita watched him her jaw clenched out of anger. She noticed his eyes were slightly teary and couldn't tell if it was because the Doctor shouted at him very, very loudly or that he knew his men had died without standing a chance.

Swallowing he controlled his emotions. "Trap One to all stations. Retreat. Order imperative. Immediate retreat."

"Finally." Rita breathed out a sigh. "I just hope Donna is safe in the TARDIS, oh she is going to kill us when we see her."

"Kill me more like." He remarked the corner of his lip curling into a small smile at her joke in a time like this, that was his Stone always one to crack at a joke in the best of times. "No doubt she thinks I dragged you into this."

"Probably." She shook her head at the thought.

"They've taken the factory." Mace interrupted the two.

"Why would they do that?" Rita frowned thinking.

"They don't need it. Why attack now?" The Doctor questioned wondering exactly the same thing as Rita. "What are they up to? Times like this, we could do with the Brigadier." He remarked to Rita who nodded along in agreement. "No offence." He added looking at Mace.

"None taken." Mace nodded. "Sir Alistair's a fine man, if not the best."

"Definitely one of the best." Rita nodded at him. "Almost as clever as the Doctor." He raised a brow at her. "Sweetheart I said almost." She shook her head at him.

Mace lightly coughed gaining the Time Lords attention again then added on from his earlier comment. "Unfortunately, he's stranded in Peru."

"Launch grid back online." Price spoke over her shoulder to Mace. Rita discreetly and quickly glanced at 'Martha' seeing her press the phone in her hand.

"They're inside the system, sir." Price said. "It's coming from within UNIT itself."

"Thank you clone not so clone of Martha Jones, oh that rhymes."

"So it does." He shrugged at her.

"Trace it," Mace ordered. "Find out where it's coming from, and quickly. Gas levels?"

"Sixty-six percent in major population areas, and rising."

Nodding Mace walked into a tiny office the Doctor and Rita following him quieting their voices.

"Why are they defending the factory only after we were inside?" He asked them both.

"Because they wanted UNIT here." The Doctor answered crossing his arms. "You gave them something they needed. Something now hidden inside the factory. Something precious."

"We've got to recover it." He stated. "This cordolaine signal thing, how does it work?

"Basically in the simplest of terms." Rita went on to explain. "It causes expansion of the copper shell in the bullets, makes it so the gun is well useless. Exactly how I would like all weapons to be, unusable." Seeing Mace break into a broad smile she groaned. "Colonel don't even think about it." She pointed at him.

"I'm on it." He completely ignored her heading out of the office and heading towards the UNIT mobile HQ exit the Doctor running to the glass office door shouting at him. "For the billionth time, you can't fight Sontarans!"

"We need to call Donna." Rita telepathically informed him. Slightly nodding not looking at her he walked up to the nearest UNIT officer whispering to him. "Phone. Have you got a phone?" He asked. The man nodded. "I need your mobile." Glancing at 'Martha' he gritted his teeth. "Quickly, hurry up." Gaining the phone Rita silently sighed as the Doctor headed back into the office dialling Martha's old phone's number placing it on speaker and turning the volume as slow as it would go so both Time Lords could talk to the red head.

"Where are you two?" Donna hissed at them.

"Still on Earth." The Doctor replied. "But don't worry, I've got my secret weapon."

"The Stone?" She asked Rita practically hearing the bluntness in her voice.

"No Donna." Rita shook her head whispering to the woman. "He means our secret weapon, and really Doctor you go and use the word weapon on a UNIT vehicle." She scolded him. "If they hear that especially the colonel we would never hear the end of it."

"Back to the point." The Doctor muttered looking at her slightly smirking at her rambling which he honestly thought was brilliant and adorable that she didn't even notice herself doing it half the time. "You are our secret weapon." He quietly whispered the last part glancing around

"Oh. Somehow that's not making me happy." She remarked, Rita glanced through the glass window thankfully seeing 'Martha' extremely busy. "Can't either of you just zap us down to Earth with them remote things?" She asked

"Yeah, we haven't got remotes., though we really should." Rita nodded at him humming in agreement. "We need you on that ship. That's why we made them move the TARDIS I'm sorry but you've got to go outside."

"But there's Sonteruns out there."

"Sontarans." They both corrected. "But they'll all be on battle stations right now." The Doctor explained to her. "They don't exactly walk about having coffee. We can talk you through it."

"But what if they find me?"

"We know, and we wouldn't ask, but there's nothing else we can do. The whole planet is choking, Donna and I weren't going to send the Stone up, I need her here." The Doctor ran a hand through his hair worryingly, Rita took his hand looking in his eyes her own with a hint of worry showing.

"What do you need me to do?" Donna asked swallowing hard.

"The Sontarans are inside the factory which means they've got a teleport link with the ship, but they'll have deadlocked it. We need you to reopen the link."

"But I can't even mend a fuse." She protested.

"Donna, stop talking about yourself like that. You can do this. I promise." He told her.

There was a pause and a moment later her voice. came whispering through the phone. "There's a Sonterun." She then corrected herself as the Time Lords opened their mouths to do so. "Sontaran."

"Did he see you?" They both asked.

"No, he's got his back to me."

"Right, Donna, listen. On the back of his neck on his collar, there's a sort of plug, like a hole. The Probic vent. One blow to the Probic vent knocks them out."

"But he's going to kill me." She cried into the phone.

"I'm sorry." The Doctor said his grip tightening on Rita's hand. "I swear I'm so sorry, but you've got to try."

"Donna, use that mallet I'm always telling the Doctor to throw away, we're so sorry."

The Time Lords exchanged looks worryingly listening in for Donna to come through on the phone. "Back of the neck." They heard her grinning through the phone.

Rita and the Doctor gave out a quiet laugh hugging each other before letting go to tell the redhead what to do next. "Now then, you got to find the external junction feed to the teleport."

"What, what's it look like?"

"A circular panel on the wall."

"Big symbol on the front, like a..." Rita through pinching the bridge of her nose, "like a... Letter T with a horizontal line through it." She remembered. "Or two Fs back to back."

"Oh. Well, there's a door." She pointed out.

"Should be a switch by the side." The Doctor informed her.

"Yeah, there is. But it's Sontaran shaped, you need three fingers."

"Donna." They both said into the phone. "You've got three fingers."

"Oh, yeah." She said the Doctor lightly rolling his eyes. Rita hitting his arm a little scoldingly.

"I'm through."

"Oh, you are brilliant, you are." The Doctor cooed into the phone.

"Shut up," Dona replied, the blonde chuckled at them both. "Right. T with a line through it." Rita glanced back into the main room and lightly patted the Doctors arm seeing Mace had returned.

"Got to go." The Doctor said to Donna. "Keep the line open."

"Counter attack."

"I said, you don't stand a chance." The Doctor ran back in with Rita.

"Positions." He ordered. "That means everyone." He tossed a gas mask at the Doctor then at Rita.

"I really need to remember to resign when this is over." She grumbled to the Doctor.

"Oh come on you enjoy it."

"Not the guns." She made a grim face heading to the exit with him.

"You're not going without me." 'Martha' looked at them both.

"Wouldn't dream of it." The Doctor looked at her then took Rita's hand following Mace out.

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"Latest firing stock. What do you think, Doctor, Stone?" Mace asked showing them a bullet. Rita made a grim face behind the gas mask while the Doctor turned to Mace after clearly not paying any attention.

"Are you my mummy?" Rita snorted out a laugh which then became even bigger after she heard herself snort. The Doctor shook his head at her amused.

"If you both could concentrate." They heard the glare behind Mace's voice. "Bullets with a rad-steel coating." He explained handing one to the Doctor. "No copper surface. Should overcome the cordolaine signal."

"But the Sontarans have got lasers." He tossed it back. "You can't even see in this fog." He moved around taking the blonde with him. "The night vision doesn't work."

"Thank you, Doctor." Mace sarcastically nodded. "Thank you for your lack of faith. But this time, I'm not listening."

"Wouldn't be the first time you did that," Rita muttered quietly. Mace then took off his gas mask and walked in front of the UNIT troops.

"Attention, all troops." He loudly announced. "The Sontarans might think of us as primitive, as does every passing species with an axe to grind. They make a mockery of our weapons, our soldiers, our ideals. But no more. From this point on, it stops. From this point on, the people of Earth fight back, and we show them. We show the warriors of Sontar what the human race can do. Trap One to Hawk Major. Go, go, go."

Suddenly there was a huge downdraft the Doctor crouched down slightly with Rita not knowing what it was with the gas around them.

"It's working," Mace shouted. "The area's clearing. Engines to maximum."

"The Valiant" Rita shuddered. The Doctor looked at her remembering that she still secretly blamed herself for the Master's death, he knew that she hated herself for it even when she got in the way trying to stop it she could. The Doctor brought her closer to himself as he wrapped his arms around her in a hug feeling her slightly shaking in his arm.

"UNIT Carrier Ship Valiant reporting for duty, Doctor, Stone." He looked at them for a moment then awkwardly looked away feeling like he was intruding. The Doctor gently let go of Rita taking off his gas mask and then gently removing hers. "You okay?" He cupped her cheek with his hand gently forcing her to look into his eyes. Seeing her slightly nod at him the Doctor softly smiled kissed her forehead then turned back to Mace keeping an arm around the Time Lady's waist. "With engines strong enough to clear away the fog." Mace then continued.

"I can't deny," Rita looked up to the Valiant. "It's a brilliant plan."

"Getting a taste for it, Doctor, Stone?"

"No, not at all." He shook his head. "Not us."

"Valiant, fire at will." Mace ordered a moment before six beams from the Valiant came together joining up into one beam then hitting the ATMOS factory.