The year is 2204. The final confrontation between humankind and the monstrous Selachians is about to reach its tragic conclusion.


Once again the Doctor has become entangled in human history. Caught up in a brutal and bloody conflict, he knows he must do nothing to influence the outcome. But, when the TARDIS disappears and Zoe falls into Selachian hands, he is forced to intervene...


In the struggle that ensues, Jamie fights alongside the human forces and discovers for himself the true horror of war. Zoe plans her escape from an alien prison camp, only to find herself, quite literally, out of her depth. Meanwhile, the Doctor comes face to face with a man who will become one of the most vilified figures in history.


As the death toll mounts and events come to a head, the Doctor must make a painful choice: which is more important, the sanctity of the time stream or the lives of his companions?







The Final Sanction

JULY 1999






Steve Lyons often gets a bad press, but in truth there is not one of his novels that I haven’t been able to abide. In fact, I would count him amongst the few Doctor Who novelists that I’m confident will not disappoint when I see their names on a book’s cover. And The Final Sanction is no exception; in fact, it’s probably my favourite Lyons novel since his initial Conundrum, and it’s undoubtedly my favourite second Doctor book to date.


Those who are familiar with Lyons’ previous works will recognise numerous elements here. The Doctor’s dilemma smacks distinctly of The Witch Hunters, whilst the grit and the gore could have been torn straight from the pages of Killing Ground. Even the Selachians – in my view the most inspiring ingredient in The Murder Game by a long, long way – return here to take on the role of principal threat. Now this apparent melting pot of recycled ideas will most probably put many off The Final Sanction, but to me the resultant mix is akin to a ‘best of’ compilation.


The Final Sanction follows the tried and tested Doctor Who formula almost to a fault. Lyons’ story begins with the TARDIS landing in the middle of a war zone, whereupon the regulars are swiftly spilt up to enjoy three separate but interrelated adventures, before being reunited for the book’s gravitically-implosive climax. This structured approach seems to work particularly well here, not just for the reasons that I will discuss below also because of how the whole adventure is framed. The opening few chapters feature some beautiful, introspective scenes where Zoe ponders upon her life in the TARDIS, and wonders what would have happened had they just left when they arrived, instead of inevitably becoming a part of the terrible events unfolding around them…


Throughout the novel Lyons handles Zoe superlatively; I certainly can’t recall any other author (or television scriptwriter, for that matter) exploring her character so beguilingly. Fair dues, Martin Day had a reasonable stab at doing so in The Menagerie (which is set after this book), but here Lyons has the volume turned all the way up to eleven. Although Jamie may be the character thrust into the horrors of combat on Kalaria, in my view it is Zoe’s rueful tale that really hammers home the author’s message concerning the senselessness of war. A prisoner of the Selachians, Zoe is tortured and interrogated; taken to breaking point and beyond by her captors. One scene especially sticks in my mind in which she’s being questioned about the killing of an Ockaran female by a fellow prisoner; a killing that she witnessed. Despite her fears about being killed or maimed - which are graphically illustrated by Lyons – Zoe stands firm for an astonishing amount of time before finally capitulating to her interrogators. And, when she does eventually acquiesce, she learns that the killer confessed almost immediately to save her from having to protect him, rendering her betrayal of him almost Orwellian in its poignancy.


Nonetheless, it’s the Doctor’s thread of the plot that’s the novel’s real backbone. Should the Doctor risk changing history to save the lives of his friends? And could he even do so if he tried? The predicament is certainly an absorbing one, and never before has it been explored as well as it is here.


“His adventures in history always had to end this way; with everything to lose and nothing more to gain than the slim chance of extricating himself from the chains of time.”


Firstly, I like that it’s ‘future history’ that we’re talking about here, for want of a better phrase. This is not Salem or some other historical event that the cynics inside us know that the series would never dare to alter; this is our relative future. To the Doctor, of course, it’s all the same; but to the reader, it is another matter entirely. Further, the scale of the events depicted here dwarf similar dilemmas that the Doctor so often faces. The destruction of the Selachian / Ockoran homeworld is such a key event in the web of time that were it to be averted, the consequences for the rest of the universe would be inconceivable. Yes, the Doctor changes history wherever he goes, but not on this scale. Arguably his frequent saving of certain planets (and sometimes even the whole universe) would make more of a difference to the web of time, but then again, when he does so, he often doesn’t know the history of the events of which he is to become a part. Here he knows. Here it has already been written. Here it is fixed.


The above allows Lyons to really push the free-spirited, radical second Doctor in a direction that we’ve really not seen before, be it on television or in print. He’s cornered. He’s desperate. It’s spellbinding stuff and, situated as close as it is to The War Games, it even foreshadows the almighty decision that this incarnation must soon make rather nicely.


The characterisation is also spot on, Lyons really nailing Patrick Troughton’s mannerisms as well as his dialogue, really making the depiction come alive. Sadly Lyons’ supporting human characters are much more forgettable, but I must admit that the 23rd century female J Robert Oppenheimer (Mulholland) was rather compelling. I especially enjoyed seeing how Lyons led her from one dour fate to another as the timelines shifted. Brutal.


“The Great Mother told her children of the Second World, which lay above the World they knew. Into this Second World passed the souls of the wicked…”


And for their part, the Selachians are brilliant here; absolutely brilliant. When I read The Murder Game, I was fascinated as to why the Ockorans would mutilate themselves to walk upright amongst the “air-breathing plankton” and wage war against them; why they would choose to become the cold and monstrous Selachians. Well The Final Sanction answers all of those questions and more. Though the rationale behind the Ockorans’ foray into the “Second World” may be right on the edge of plausibility (even for science fiction), Lyons imbues the Ockoran fable with such a wonderful, fairytale quality that one can believe that there once was a truth from which it was derived.


What I really love about the Selachians in this story though is that they constantly surprise, especially right at the death. This book is replete with articulate passages of beautiful, flowing prose aimed at engaging the reader’s sympathy with this unique race, yet when it comes down to it, they doom themselves. They would rather destroy the Earth then try to save their own world. Horridly apt.


And so in all, The Final Sanction is a book that I can’t do anything but vigorously recommend. A bleak and boding anti-war rant it may be, but it’s a bloody brilliant one.


Copyright © E.G. Wolverson 2006


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This novel’s blurb places it between the television serials The Seeds of Death and The Space Pirates. Within this gap, we have placed it prior to the audio book The Glorious Revolution, which was released later.


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