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Musings of the Master
Boredom is hell. Quiet is hell. Sleep is hell. My life is hell, yet I cling so strongly to it- I haven't the courage to end it, though I've thought of it many a time. And still The Doctor offers me a place in the TARDIS offers me a space full of quiet, and boredom, and nothing. How am I supposed to cope, HUH? I need my battles, fights, wins losses. Without them there is the nothingness of space and time. With no plans, when enclosed in the iron grip of all those hells I cry and scream and rage and hurt and tear myself apart. And no one feels it, no one hears it. The Doctor, ohhh, The Doctor, he stands and watches me suffer, and hears nothing of the drums, the drums that pull me into them, that pound into my brain. And when he does hear, when hears the call he hears a sound, a sound that hears for the first time, THE FIRST TIME, and he jumps back, surprised at the reality of the thing, that torturous terrible thing. And the drums don't stop for me, they continue as if mocking me for my relief. And when I'm putting a plan into action, even if that very plan is being foiled, foiled by The Doctor, I still think, and silence and the drums are kept away. As time went on something else latched onto the drum beat, something that lurks in boredom, quiet, sleep, something that forces me to continue my never ending plans to rule the universe. Never ending, because one man keeps me from succeeding, one man who I must destroy and must not.
On killing Rassilon;
I fired bolts of my own life force into Rassilon, driving him down, down into the ground. I hated him, and revelled in the feeling of some of that anger, hater inside me being vented against the person who did this to me. The Time Lords, despicable. They ruined my life. As the last bolt was fired from my hands, I could only laugh, internally I was laughing. Laughing that ironically in my revenge I'd saved The Doctor with every ounce of my life. Laughing that Rassilon, the coward that did this to me was dead. Laughing that the drums were fading. I prepared myself to be pulled into the Time War, and waited, for I would die back where it started, on my home planet. I fell to the ground, chin hitting hard against the floor and watched the Time Lords fade from my sight. I turned my head, knowing already the reason I was still there. The Doctor. Who else would save me from one death to confront another slightly different one. He was looking at me from where he'd crawled, and still had hold of my leg, having grabbed it to keep me here. He moved over to me, not bothering to pick himself up from the floor and moved into a sitting position. I ached, every inch of me knew I was going to die, and there was only one thing that could be worse, and it happened.
"Thank you." He said. And that hurt me more than anything, the guy I'd had a rivalry with most of my life had thanked me, and for saving his life no less.
"You really mean that don't you? Well, what should I say to you. You saved me from dying on Galifrey to die here instead. Do you enjoy watching me die, Doctor?" He opened his mouth and closed it again, words were useless, and he knew it. The pain flared up and I grimaced. I closed my eyes and prayed death would come quicker than it was threatening to. When suddenly four knocks resounded through the room, knowing the significance made them resound all the more. I turned my head to see Wilfred Mot stuck in the glass chamber, expecting to me let out. The Doctor said something very surprising to me then.
"It seems we both die today anyway, I'm sure you're pleased I didn't come out on top in the end." The Doctor seemed to be fighting back tears as he got up and strode over to the trapped old man. I'm sure they spoke for a while, but my hearing began to fade, and before long my sight did too. With whatever energy I had left, I punched the floor in all my frustration at my death, and blacked out.
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