A/N - Welcome to "Victory of the Daleks". This is actually one of my least favorite episodes, but I made it through. I'm going to have fun bringing this episode back later. MUCH later.

The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS to find several men pointing guns at him.

They stepped aside and Winston Churchill stepped forward.

Amy and Elise hesitantly stepped out of the TARDIS.

"Amy, Elise? Winston Churchill", the Doctor introduced. Elise hid behind the Doctor's legs and grabbed onto one of his hands.

"Doctor. Is it you?" Churchill asked.

"Oh, Winston, my old friend".

Churchill held out his hand.

The Doctor laughed. "Ah, every time".

"What's he after?" Amy asked.

"TARDIS, of course", the Doctor told her.

"Think of what I could achieve with your remarkable machine, Doctor. The lives that could be saved", Churchill said.

"Ah, doesn't work like that".

"Must I take it by force?"

"I'd like to see you try".

"At ease".

The soldiers lowered their guns.

"You rang?" the Doctor asked. He picked Elise up and set her on his shoulders. He was working on a better way to carry her, but this would have to do for now.

They followed Churchill as he explained why they were there.

"So you've changed your face again", Churchill said, "And you've got a little one now".

"Um, yeah. Had a bit of work done", the Doctor told him.

"Got it, got it, got it. Cabinet War Rooms, right?" Amy asked.

"Yep. Top secret heart of the War Office, right under London".

"You're late, by the way", Churchill told the Doctor.

A woman came to up them and handed Churchill a clipboard. Churchill handed his walking stick to the Doctor.

"Requisitions, sir", she said.

"Excellent".

"Late?" the Doctor asked.

"I rang you a month ago".

"Really? Sorry, sorry. It's a Type Forty TARDIS, it's...I'm just running her in".

Type Forty TARDIS? Is that why she made a wheezing sound while flying?

"Something the matter, Breen?" Churchill asked the woman, "You look a little down in the dumps".

"No, sir. Fine, sir", Breen told him.

"Action this day, Breen. Action this day".

"Yes, sir".

A man walked up as Breen walked away. "Excuse me, sir. Got another formation coming in, Prime Minister. Stukas, by the look of them".

"We shall go up top then, Group Captain. We'll give them what for. Coming, Doctor?" Churchill asked.

"Why?"

He took his walking stick back. "I have something to show you".

The four of them got into an elevator and it started rising.

"We stand at a crossroads, Doctor, quite alone, with our backs to the wall. Invasion is expected daily. So I will grasp with both hands anything that will give us an advantage over the Nazi menace", Churchill said.

"Such as?" the Doctor asked.

"Follow me".

They stepped out onto the roof.

Churchill gestured to a man surrounded by sandbags with binoculars in his hands. "Doctor, this is Professor Edwin Bracewell. Head of our Ironsides Project".

The Doctor threw up a V for Victory sign.

"How do you do?" Bracewell said.

A bomb landed nearby and Elise screamed.

The Doctor pulled down off his shoulders and held her to his chest. He rubbed her back in an attempt to comfort her.

"Oh, Doctor. Doctor, it's..." Amy said, looking at all the barrage balloons.

"History".

"Ready, Bracewell?" Churchill asked.

"Aye aye, sir. On my order, fire!"

A bolt of energy shot out from some sandbags.

"What was that?" Amy asked.

"That wasn't human. That was never human technology. That sounded like...Show me. Show me. Show me what that was!" the Doctor said, handing Elise off to Amy.

She held the little girl on her hip as the Doctor climbed a ladder.

"Advance", Bracewell said.

"Our new secret weapon. Ha!" Churchill told him.

A Dalek came rolling forward.

Elise saw the Dalek and immediately started screaming again.

Amy tried to comfort her, but the little girl was shaking in her arms.

"What do you think? Quite something, eh?" Churchill asked.

"What are you doing here?" the Doctor asked the Dalek.

"I am your soldier".

"What?"

"I am your soldier".

"Stop this. Stop now. Now, you know who I am. You always know".

"Your identity is unknown".

"Perhaps I can clarify things here. This is one of my Ironsides", Bracewell said.

"Your what?" the Doctor asked.

"You will help the Allied cause in any way that you can?" Bracewell asked the Dalek.

"Yes".

"Until the Germans have been utterly smashed".

"Yes".

"And what is your ultimate aim?"

"To win the war".

They went back to Churchill's office after stopping off at the TARDIS.

Elise was now wrapped in a blanket and had a stuffed bear in her arms.

Amy held her as the Doctor argued with Churchill.

"They're Daleks. They're called Daleks", the Doctor told him.

"They are Bracewell's Ironsides, Doctor. Look. Blueprints, statistics, field tests, photographs. He invented them".

"Invented them? Oh, no, no, no".

"Yes. He approached one of our brass hats a few months ago. Fellow's a genius".

"A Scottish genius, too. Maybe you should listen to..." Amy said.

The Doctor hushed her sharply and Amy backed off. "He didn't invent them. They're alien", the Doctor told Churchill.

"Alien?"

One of the Daleks rolled past the door way.

Elise whined and hid her face in Amy's neck.

"And totally hostile", the Doctor said.

"Precisely. They will win me the war", Churchill argued. Churchill was called to one of the war rooms and they followed.

"Why won't you listen to me? Why did you call me in if you won't listen to me?" the Doctor asked.

"When I rang you a month ago, I must admit I had my doubts. The Ironsides seemed too good to be true".

"Yes. Right. So destroy them. Exterminate them".

"But imagine what I could do with a hundred. A thousand".

"I am imagining".

A Dalek rolled past them and Elise once again hid her face in Amy's neck.

"Amy, tell him", the Doctor told her.

"Tell him what?"

"About the Daleks".

"What would I know about the Daleks?"

"Everything. They invaded your world, remember? Planets in the sky. You don't forget that. Amy, tell me you remember the Daleks".

"No, sorry".

"That's not possible".

Amy, the Doctor, and Elise entered the map room and Amy set Elise on the floor. Her arms were getting tired of carrying the Timelord child. Now she knew why the Doctor kept handing her off or putting her on his shoulders.

"So, they're up to something. But what is it? What are they after?" the Doctor asked.

"Well, let's just ask, shall we?" Amy said walking over to one.

"Amy. Amelia!"

Amy tapped on the Dalek's shell and its eyestalk turned towards her.

"A...A..." Elise squeaked.

"Can I be of assistance?" the Dalek asked.

"Oh. Yes, yes. See, my friend reckons you're dangerous. That you're an alien. Is it true?" Amy asked it.

"I am your soldier".

"Yeah. Got that bit. Love a squaddie. What else, though?"

"Please excuse me. I have duties to perform".

The Dalek rolled away and Elise ran over to Amy.

"Hey, hey. I'm okay", Amy said, petting her hair.

The Doctor walked over to Churchill and grabbed the cigar out of his mouth. "Winston. Winston, please".

"We are waging total war, Doctor. Day after day the Luftwaffe pound this great city like an iron fist".

"Wait till the Daleks get started".

"Men, women and children slaughtered. Families torn apart. Wren's churches in flame".

"Yeah. Try the Earth in flames". The Doctor said the last statement quietly, not wanting to upset Elise.

"I weep for my country. I weep for my empire. It is breaking my heart".

"You're resisting, Winston. The whole world knows you're resisting. You're a beacon of hope".

"But for how long? Millions of innocent lives will be saved if I use these Ironsides now".

"Can I be of assistance?" the Dalek asked, interrupting the conversation.

"Shut it", the Doctor snapped at it. He turned back to Churchill. "Listen to me. Just listen. The Daleks have no conscience, no mercy, no pity. They are my oldest and deadliest enemy. You cannot trust them".

"If Hitler invaded hell, I would give a favorable reference to the Devil. These machines are our salvation".

A siren went off.

"Oh, the All Clear. We are safe, for now", Churchill said, leaving with the Dalek following.

Amy and Elise came over to the Doctor.

"Doctor, it's the All Clear. You okay?" Amy asked him.

"What does hate look like, Amy?"

"Hate?"

"It looks like a Dalek. And I'm going to prove it".

Amy and Elise followed the Doctor to Bracewell's laboratory.

"All right, Prof. Now, the PM's been filling me in. Amazing things, these Ironsides of yours. Amazing. You must be very proud of them", the Doctor said.

"Just doing my bit", Bracewell told him.

"Not bad for a Paisley boy", Amy commented.

"Yes, I thought I detected a familiar cadence, my dear".

"How did you do it? Come up with the idea?" the Doctor asked him.

"How does the muse of invention come to anyone?"

"But you get a lot of these clever notions, do you?"

"Well, ideas just seem to teem from my head. Wonderful things, like. Let me show you. Some musings on the potential of hyper-sonic flight. Gravity bubbles that can sustain life outside of the terrestrial atmosphere. Came to me in the bath".

As Bracewell held up the files, the Doctor looked them over before tossing them aside. "And are these your ideas or theirs?" he asked.

"Oh no, no, no. These robots are entirely under my control, Doctor".

A Dalek rolled up to them with a cup of tea balanced on a tray.

Bracewell took the tea. "They are the perfect servant, and the perfect warrior". "I don't know what you're up to, Professor, but whatever they've promised, you cannot trust them. Call them what you like, the Daleks are death".

"Yes, Doctor. Death to our enemies. Death to the forces of darkness, and death to the Third Reich", Churchill said entering the room.

"Yes, Winston, and death to everyone else too", the Doctor said.

"Would you care for some tea?" the Dalek asked.

The Doctor knocked the tray from his sucker and snapped. "Stop this!"

Amy pushed Elise behind her as the Doctor started questioning the Dalek.

"What are you doing here? What do you want?"

"We seek only to help you".

"To do what?"

"To win the war".

"Really? Which war?"

"I do not understand".

"This war, against the Nazis, or your war? The war against the rest of the Universe? The war against all life forms that are not Dalek?"

"I do not understand. I am your soldier".

"Oh, yeah? Okay. Okay, soldier, defend yourself". The Doctor picked up a large spanner and started to hit the Dalek.

Amy picked Elise up and carried her outside the room as she started screaming.

"Doctor, what the devil?!" Churchill yelled.

"You do not require tea?" the Dalek asked him.

"Stop him! Prime Minister, please!" Bracewell begged as the Doctor continued to hit the Dalek.

"Doctor, what the devil? Please, these machines are precious", Churchill told him.

"Come on. Fight back. You want to, don't you? You know you do".

"I must protest!" Bracewell said.

"What are you waiting for? Look, you hate me. You want to kill me. Well, go on. Kill me. Kill me!" the Doctor yelled.

"Please desist from striking me. I am your soldier", the Dalek said.

"You are my enemy! And I am yours. You are everything I despise. The worst thing in all creation. I've defeated you time and time again. I've defeated you. I sent you back into the Void. I saved the whole of reality from you. I am the Doctor. And you are the Daleks!" He kicked the Dalek and it went rolling backwards.

"Correct. Review testimony", the Dalek said.

A recording of the Doctor played. "I am the Doctor. And you are the Daleks".

"Testimony. What are you talking about, testimony?" the Doctor asked.

"Transmitting testimony now".

"Transmit what, where?"

"Testimony accepted".

"Get back, all of you", the Doctor told them.

"Marines! Marines, get in here!" Churchill yelled.

Amy rushed into the room holding Elise and ran for the Doctor.

The Marines who followed were exterminated.

"Stop it, stop it, please. What are you doing? You are my Ironsides", Bracewell said.

"We are the Daleks".

"But I created you".

"No". The Dalek blasted off Bracewell's hand. "We created you. Victory. Victory. Victory". The Daleks teleported and they were gone.

"What just happened, Doctor?" Amy asked.

"I wanted to know what they wanted. What their plan was. I was their plan". He ran out of the room.

"Hey!" Amy called. She groaned and followed after him, the tiny Timelord still in her arms.