The Doctor bit at the Master's arm with one last attempt at breaking free. "Well," the Master chuckled quietly, trying not to rub at the mark, "You aren't going to cooperate with me, Doctor? Your loss." Moving away quickly, the Master grabbed a length of fabric hanging over the back of a chair. He stood behind the Doctor, still tied securely to his own TARDIS' control panel, and wrapped the fabric around his head, pushing it into the doctor's mouth efficiently gagging him. "Pwes, dant to dis!" the Doctor managed to say in a muffled voice before his voice was blocked by the gag. The Master cackled. "And miss seeing this? The mighty Doctor, protector of the human race, the one who says that they are more than just apes, subdued and tied down in his own TARDIS? I wouldn't leave for the world! And now, dear Theta," he said in a low voice as he knelt down slowly beside the doctor, as he looked up in surprise at the use of his childhood nickname. "You get to watch as first all of your dear sweet companions meet their doom, and then as you...oh, well that's a secret." the Master finished with a grin. The Doctor's eyes widened, pupils expanding in fear and worry. The Master turned away before he fell prey to those brown eyes, that perfect, beautiful face...

He brought himself back to reality with a shake of his head. He turned, pulling a lever by his doctor's head with a swift motion, sending the TARDIS into the void, bringing the doctor, his beloved friend and sworn enemy with him.

HIs Doctor...where had that thought come from? The Master chastised himself silently. He was sitting in the Doctor's TARDIS-no, his TARDIS-watching in pleasure as the television showed the destruction caused by his minions, happening just outside the TARDIS doors. God, he loved that. He had minions. Well, technically...no! He made himself stop. No technicalities, no worrying, he had taken over the earth, the Doctor's beloved planet, he had the Doctor, and he had nothing to worry about. In fact...

The Doctor jerked his head up at the sound of approaching feet. The Master waved at him mockingly at he walked into the console room. He had been tied up against the flat part of the console for what he assumed was at least two hours. The Master had been holed up elsewhere in the TARDIS, probably laughing at the fact that he, the Master's greatest enemy was tied up and stuck without help in his TARDIS. Which, if he thought about it, wasn't so bad, except for the death just outside the door. So maybe if the Master just stood over-

*THWACK* the Master backhanded him. "Oh, is the poor little pet hurt?" he simpered in a fake falsetto as the Doctor pulled back in surprise and pain, slamming his head on a lever behind him. "MMmmMHM!" the Doctor whined in protest. "Oh, come on. I know you like the pain." the Master said, walking away. He was right, proven by the fact that the Doctor's tight jeans had begun to pull a little at the crotch. NO, he had to get a hold of himself. This was the Master, the only other of his kind, and he was taking over the world. No matter how much he wanted to just rip his bonds off and jump the other man, take him, kiss him, love him, he couldn't. After that fateful day in their childhood, back on Gallifrey, when the Master had first heard the drums, they couldn't just pretend that they weren't there. The drums, that eternal beat the Master always complained about, had taken their toll and driven the Master to madness. And now, even all these years later, the drums still plagued the Master, and...this. Holy TARDIS of Gallifrey, he needed help. The Master had already threatened to kill all of his friends and threatened to do...something to him. What that something was, he could only wonder and dream of. Not that he was, of course, but, oh what the hell, yes he was. The Doctor sighed to himself.

"Anyone there?" The Master grinned as the Doctor jerked back into his head. He was obviously lost somewhere in the depths of his beautiful head. Oh, how he wanted to just grab that beautiful golden hair and just kiss him senseless. But he had plans to follow. "Anyway, Doctor, I'm going out to rule my wonderful kingdom." he winked at the Doctor. "Toodles." He swept away, tossing the TARDIS door behind him.