So I noticed that there was a surprising lack of Eric's TBD RPG Fanfiction on here AND on AO3, so I thought I'd toss some here to all your starved TBD RPG fans. If you aren't a TBD RPG fan, I highly recommend checking it out if you have a twitch subscription to Geek and Sundry or even getting one to watch it. It's an amazing Doctor Who RPG with some even more amazing players. It's definitely worth it.

As always, neither show belongs to me. SJA is a BBC and Russell T. Davies production and TBD RPG is the Brain Child of Eric Campbell and the production of the amazing players.

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Sarah Jane Smith had been in the kitchen making something for Tea when there was a knock on the door. She had just wiped off her hands and had been on her way to the door when she heard Luke call out: "I've got it, Mum."

Smiling, she headed back up the counter, only to hear a loud thud shortly after the door opened.

Luke' shout of, "Mum!", had barely reached her ears as she ran towards the entryway of 13 Bannerman Road. There, she was faced with quite a sight. On the ground in front of her son was a limp, most likely unconscious man, dressed in an outfit straight from a 1980's Punk Rock Concert, complete with a dyed-blue mohawk.

"He's bleeding," Luke said from his position at his side.

And, indeed, there's was a growing, wet red spot on the man's side.

"Quickly, then," Sarah Jane said as she guided her son to help him lift the odd man, "let's get him on the couch."

After a bit of struggling, they managed to move the limp man onto the couch. He groaned as they did, but made no move to fight against them. Sarah Jane quickly went to work, rushing to her first aid kit and tossing off his jacket and shirt to be able to start stitching up his wound. However, that seemed to be a moot point as a familiar, warm, golden light began to glow from his wound, helping the stitches to seal the gash. The man, still mostly unconscious, coughed up more of the regeneration energy, causing Sarah Jane to pull herself and Luke back.

"Was that... regeneration energy, mum?"

"Yes, I do believe it was," she said, still staring at the man. "Luke, could you go grab the zip ties in the kitchen? Top drawer, left of the stove."

Luke went off to do as he was told, as Sarah Jane moved the time lord to a dining chair, which she tied him to with the zip ties Luke brought back.

His head pounded as he shifted in his seat. He wasn't sure just what he was doing in a chair, but he was sure it wasn't because of anything bad. He had gone to Sarah Jane Smith's house for a reason. He remembered the door being opened by the young boy Sarah Jane took in, so he was sure she wouldn't kill him.

Yet, at least.

But, he wasn't surprised to find himself restrained. The Ape did have some brains, after all. Unfortunately for her, if he had been here for malicious reasons, he would have been able to escape these simple ties easily.

He lifted his head and opened his eyes, staring up at an angry Ex-Doctor's-Companion who looked at him in a very familiar way.

"Hello, Ms. Smith," he said after rolling his jaw around. That ass had a hard right hook.

"So, you know me. May I have the honor of knowing you?"

He couldn't stop the grin the broke out on his face. "You really don't recognize me? I mean, I know I've changed face a couple of times since we've last seen each other - at least in my universe - but how many Time Lords are even in your universe? Can't be too many, according to my sources."

"What are you getting at?" She was scowling at him now.

"Well, let's see, there's gotta be maybe four Time Lords in your world? Little Lady Larn, who's currently on 22nd Century Earth, poor dear. There's the Corsair, but who knows where they are. There's your precious, little Doctor, but we both know I'm not him - it is him, right?" At her nod, he continued. "And, last but not least, there's me. Still not dead." His sang the last sentence, enjoying the twitch in her eyes.

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

"Would you believe me if I said I wanted your..." He fumbled over the word before spitting it out like rotten food. "Help?"

She frowned and crossed her arms, looking down on a prey animal at her whim. "And why should I help you after everything you've done?"

He huffed out a sigh. "What part of 'From a different universe' did you not get?"

"And in this universe, you're - what - good?" Sarah Jane scoffed.

"Well, no, but-" He fumbled for his words, but spoke up again before she had the chance to interject. "I've reformed. I'm not a bad guy anymore. I even helped my Doctor - well, technically your Doctor, but that doesn't matter - save the Multiverse. Every Universe. Including yours. Which, I suppose, means you owe me."

He stood, having freed his hands from the ties at the beginning of the conversation. His side still hurt from where he had been shot before falling through the rift, but not nearly as bad as it had.

"Now, are we going to try to figure this out or what?"

The Master could tell Sarah Jane had no clue about the three human teens listening outside the attic door, and he was surely in no rush to tell her. Instead, he stared at the large screen that displayed the information that had been gathered by the Xylok-run computer. So far, no tears or rifts had been spotted anywhere in this time on this world.

Which made no bloody sense.

How did he end up in this universe - at this time - if there were supposedly no rifts anywhere near here?

"What should we do?"

Sarah Jane looked aghast. "What do you mean 'we'?"

"Well, if you'd rather I stay in your time, on your planet, in your universe while there is most likely another of me running around out there, then that's fine with me. I figured you'd be the one who wants me gone, but if you don't then that works for me." He walked over to the door. "I'll be fine on the couch for a little while, but we should probably see about me getting an actual room before too long."

"Wait!" Sarah Jane rushed over to him. "Stop! We'll figure something out, alright?"

The Master smirked. "Perfect. Now then..." He tossed open the door, revealing the trio, and honed in on Luke. "As far as I'm aware, you're the smartest human on this miserable little planet. Any ideas?"