OK, here is the final part of this classic story folks!
Kyle falls to the ground and rolls down the bank. Ben fears the worst:
"Oh no. Kyle....."
Katie grabs his arm:
"Never mind him, that lot are heading this way, lets run!"
They run down the bank however Ben stops to check Kyle.
"Leave him for ****'s sake and come on!"
Katie shouts, however Ben is annoyed:
"Look, I can't just leave Kyle like that, you go on!"
Katie mutters "Damn fool" as she and Anselm run up the other side of the bank and out of the monument. Ben is shocked as Kyle opens his eyes:
"Look I'm ok Ben, that bullet only grazed me. Now make out I'm dead like, I know what I'm doin'."
Thalisa, Yates and the others surround Ben and Kyle . Thalisa grins.
"So you thought you could stop me, earthboy. Well soon your planet will be home to my people. See how I control the minds of these dolts. Your planet is too good for such an inferior species!"
Others in the Cult of the Sun have caught up with Katie & Anselm and march them back down the slope.
"Ha! The other surviving wreckers have been reigned in. Ha Ha!" Thalisa gloats.
Kyle leaps up suddenly and tackles her to the ground, catching her offguard. The gun flies out of her hand in Katie's direction. She picks it up:
"Die bitch!" Katie shouts, shooting Thalisa. The gun fires and Thalisa staggers, glowing and turning into an alien globular thing with tentacles, before evaporating.Freed from Thalisa's mind spell, the others in the Cult of the Sun look around bewildered.
Back at the house, Ben and the others are enjoying what remains of the Christmas turkey and discussing the events.
"... of course it means a major dig be undertaken at Danebury under UNIT supervision to unearth all of that technology." Ben muses.
Kyle is curious:
"Why did they like bury it there in the iron age and only use it now?"
"Obviously they search out planets for colonisation well in advance, only calling on their use when the need arises." Ben answers.
Anselm puts his arm around Ben and gazes lovingly into Ben's deep, dreamy eyes, moving aside his luscious blonde locks.Ben raises a glass:
"I propose a toast to us all for saving the planet."
"Here here," Lord Ashford seconds.
Following the toast, they switch on the tv to see the real Kylie performing on the Christmas Top of the Pops.
"I wonder if I will ever get to meet the real Kylie. Only time will tell." Ben muses......
...... the END