Here's my new story I know the first chapter is short but I promise the next one will be longer. I'd like to thank Shannon Smith, Ebony Braithwaite, and Ginger Whovian over on g+ for helping me come up with the name.
I don't own Doctor who or Torchwood
This story was inspired by marvels journey into mystery comic and no it doesn't have Thor or Loki in my story ,I just really like the idea of a little master following the doctor around causing mischief everywhere they go.
Martha had planned on leaving the TARDIS after the year that never was to spend time with her family who she had nearly lost to that psychopathic time lord.
After all the doctor only saw her as a friend and nothing more it was best for both of them if she just moved on with her life.
It just hurt to much to travel with him anymore.
Her plans went out the window when she looked him in the eyes and saw how broken and lonely the time Lord was.
She pulled the doctor into a comforting hug causing her friend to lose his composure and break down and cry into her shoulder.
Martha knew that she could never leave the doctor like this. He needed a friend and Martha Jones would be that friend for him.
And by deciding to stay with the doctor she upset the course of if she hasn't stayed the doctor wouldn't have gotten the brilliant idea to visit the ruins on the frozen moon of delta 12.
Where the eternals were rumored to have built a civilization eons ago.
As usual they got in trouble, and where nearly eaten alive by fearsome spiders tiger like humanoids who consider the ruin temple's sacred!
Once they where safely inside the TARDIS Martha tugged out of the heavy winter coat she had on and made the doctor and her self both mugs of hot coco, hopefully the doctor would chose a warmer planet next time , maybe earth.
The doctor gave her a smile and rambled on about an aztecs women he had met once.
He had been going on like this ever since the masters death, he tried to hide his grief over the fallen time lord.
He smiled and acted like nothing was wrong but his smiles never matched the soul crunching pain in his chocolate-brown eyes , every time it got quiet he would start to spit out a thousand words a second story , fearing that Martha would ask him why the hell was he mourning for the man who had tortured him for a year and murdered millions of people.
After awhile Martha finished her drink and told the doctor good night and went to her room.
After she had gone the doctor heaved a sigh of relief once his companion had left to go to bed.
He quickly retreated into the heart of the TARDIS far away from where Martha's bed room TARDIS whined showing her disapproval of the doctor's plan .
Finding a dark room he soniced the door so martha wouldn't see what he was about to do.
A part of him knew this was a bad ideal everyone has their time and everyone dies he closed his eyes and leaned back against the cold wall trying to even out his shaky breathing
But he had made the master a promise to save him one day , after all it was his fault that the Master had turned evil in the first place.
He pulled out the cold object out of his pocket that he had stolen from the temple and stared at the metal cube in his hand's running a finger over the ruins carved into on the box.
Although the master was evil he had not always been so and for the sake of the dear Friend he once was the doctor recited the words that would bring the master back to life
thats all for now please leave a review I'd love to know what you think about my story and would love to here you're ideals.