A/N: Hey guys, it's been a while hasn't it? Anyway; this is a brand new story set within my Doctor Who Multi-Verse but with a twist. It has been co-written with the awesome Doctor Who Fan Fiction Author MisterWhy, the link for his (I hope it's a he otherwise I'm gonna look stupid) page is here:
u/3832911/Mister-Why
So check out his/her stuff because it contains some awesome stories following a brand new Doctor who will be appearing within the story; so I suggest reading that before reading this as it will make much more sense having more knowledge about the other Doctor's backstory.
Back to the point. This story follows on from my previous story dubbed 'The God Complex, the link for that is here; s/9992415/1/Doctor-Who-God-Complex
And after this long description which most people will probably skip; enjoy the story co-written by us over a period of at least three months; leaving a review would be most appreciated. And now onto the story.
Prologue
A window from the Time Vortex opened up and suddenly The Master was spat out onto the ground. He hit the hot sand and let out a long groan before slowly rising to his feet and looking about. He'd landed in a desert, the sun sat on the horizon and sandy dunes seemed to stretch for miles a without a single drop of water in sight.
He tried to make another jump, preferably to somewhere more habitable since he already felt weak and the over exposure to the sun was not helping, when the small screen on his wrist mounted Vortex Manipulator showed him that the battery levels for the device were too low to make the jump across time and space.
He cursed and wiped the already appearing layer of perspiration from his forehead and began to trudge across the sand, heading in the direction he guessed was North; hoping he could possibly find shelter and water later on.
The Doctor had beaten him again! He couldn't believe his constant misfortune when it came to battling The Doctor. Sure he'd done many horrible things to The Doctor, even killed one of his incarnations, but his old friend turned enemy always found a way to come out on top.
He was ruler of an empire with limitless power and The Doctor tricked him into flying to the heart of a black hole which took away his god-hood completely; luckily he managed to escape but now he was stuck on this planet and going to die in sweltering conditions. He blamed The Doctor if he died; his whole situation was The Doctor's fault.
He guessed it had been at least an hour through his trekking when the device on his wrist sent out an alert. He looked down at the Vortex Manipulator and checked the reading.
"Charged Vacuum Emboidment," The Master read from small monitor. He thought for a moment, "Space Time Anomaly?"
Suddenly as if by magic; the sand along the floor began to swirl and rise into the air. The Master stumbled out of the way and watched in admiration as the sand moved into a strange 2D Circle. The circle began to build up until The Master looked through it and saw what looked like a corridor; but from the side it was still flat.
He would have thought he was hallucinating but the Vortex Manipulator confirmed for him that this was in fact a space time disturbance taking form from sand. He smiled as he stepped closer and looked inside to see nothing at the end of the strange tunnel.
The Master's eyes rested on a nearby stone which he plucked up and then tossed into the portal. Suddenly the stone bounced back and hit him on the head. The force knocked him backwards off his feet with a grunt.
The Time Lord sat up; feeling the fresh cut of his forehead. He held his bloodied fingers to his lips and licked the liquid off; he liked the taste of blood, even if it was his own. Slowly he rose; feeling slightly dazed from the strike and looked inside.
That's when he noticed a strange orb moving down the tunnel and heading for the exit. It began to pick up speed, changing in size as it went. The strange object got larger and larger until popped out the portal taller than The Master.
The strange object hit the ground; knocking sand and rock everywhere. The Master looked at the strange golden orb and felt some sort of need to ignore it. It was obviously a Void Ship. He knew that the orb was clearly hidden behind a perception filter; but he was The Master, the Master of the mind, to him this was child's play.
He moved forwards and wrapped on the orb with his knuckles. Obviously whatever was hiding for a reason; hopefully it was friendly to him. He knocked again, harder, and began to hear a hiss. The Time Lord stepped back as the orb began to open with hisses and groans.
The Master looked inside and smiled; it was bigger on the inside and he recognised the ship's inhabitants even though they had clearly regenerated since their last meeting. "Hello," he called into the ship; the three beings looked up and glared. Then the woman's gaze softened, "Master?"
"Hello Rani," The Master smiled. "War Chief, Mortimus."
"I go by the Time Meddler now," the balding rotund man called to him.
"I prefer Mortimus," The Master smiled. "I haven't see you lot in a while."
"You shouldn't have," The War Chief grunted. "We've been hiding in this Void Ship."
"And not invited me?" he smirked. "I'm assuming they resurrected you for the Time War too then."
"You were our reference. We locked our course onto you, knowing you, of all people, would find a way to live. Thank goodness we were right." The Rani explained. "Otherwise we may have stayed in the void forever."
"I'm loving the small talk but it's baking out here, mind if I come in."
"No," Rani and War Chief said. "Yes," Mortimus snapped.
"Thanks," he smiled, swinging his legs over the gap and boarding their ship.
This was clearly not the average Void Ship, it was transcendental and had been designed with comfort in mind; at the far back was a console similar to a T.A.R.D.I.S' with six hexagonal panels and a large glass time rotor.
"Robes of Lord President?" The Rani smirked; her new form had bright blonde, blue eyes, tanned skin and small frame.
"For a while I ruled the universe but that was stolen from me?"
"Theta Sigma?" The War Chief asked; using their little nickname for The Doctor.
"Oh yes," The Master replied. "And some stupid little Earth girl!" He then wondered, "How did you lot get through from the Void?"
"Well someone threw a rock at our exterior which alerted us to the gateway and we came through," Mortimus replied. "I'm guessing that was you."
"Yes but shouldn't you be grateful?" The Master smiled. "I brought you here and I now have a proposition for you."
"And what would that be?" The War Chief asked.
"We band together and take down The Doctor once and for all."
"Why? He doesn't even know we're still alive," Mortimus said.
"Him not knowing you're alive will make a bigger surprise when we kill him!" The Master cheered. "Then we'll be able to take over the universe and live for the rest of our days as rulers."
"Okay," The Rani replied.
"I'm in," The War Chief smiled.
"Fine I suppose I will join as well."
"Great, Deca are back together, but first we'll need to get more of these," The Master smiled, pointing to his Vortex Manipulator.