"Get out of the way." The Master told his nemesis, as he defiantly faced Lord President Rassilon.
The Doctor without a word, left the two to fight.
"You did this to me! All of my life! You made me!" Then he began to shoot electromagnetic blasts from his hands, but each time he did, his skeleton would show, his energy draining away.
The President screamed in pain as he was shot four times.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
"Four"
After the fourth shot, it seemed like the President, Master, the Other time lords, and Gallifrey was sucked back. Back into the days of the War. The Time War.
The Master's eyes opened suddenly. He heard the screaming of children and people running for cover, as they were pelted by the enemy in the sky. He saw terror. He felt fear. Within seconds, he came face to face with a Dalek.
"EXTERMINATE!"
"Not this time!" He shouted, as he fired at the Dalek. The dalek exploded within contact. The Master smirked slightly at the Dalek's death. Oh how he hated them. He wanted them all to die!
But suddenly he saw his hands flicker from flesh to skeleton. His life force was draining. It was only a matter of time.
"EXTERMINATE!"
He heard the words, and before he could turn back, he was shot instantly.
"AH!" The Master screamed as he fell to the ground.
The Master opened his eyes again and found himself with another man in a room.
"Where am I?" He asked.
"Oh dear me, you must hungry. Let me get you some bread." The man answered.
"Where am I?" He answered again.
"Maybe you need some rest, and-" The man ignored his question.
"JUST TELL ME WHERE THE HELL AM I!" The Master shouted.
"Alright." The man said calmly. "This may be hard to tell you, but you're in the nethersphere."
"Nethersphere?
"You're in heaven." Seb spoke bluntly, and the master's eyes suddenly opened. Was he really dead? Was he supposed to go here, had his followers not resurrected him?
"What?" He asked.
"I'll take care of him, Seb." A voice called out.
The Master turned his eyes to a woman with dark hair and clear blue eyes.
"Hello again, Koschei." The Woman spoke.
"How do you know my name? Are you the Doctor?" He asked.
"Try again. My name is Missy." The woman answered.
"Which stands for?" He asked.
"Please try to keep up." The woman groaned. "My name stands for Mistress"
"Mistress?" The Master asked, and then he suddenly came to a shocking revelation.
"No.." He muttered.
"Oh yes." Missy replied. "You know very well who I am. I'm Missy."
"You're me." He spoke silently.
"Well, I couldn't keep calling myself the Master all the time." She spoke teasingly.
"Stop playing games!" He shouted. "How can you even regenerate? And if you are me, why would I change genders?"
"Oh come on, Koschei. You know you wanted to be a woman."
"No I did not." He replied angrily.
"Well too bad." She said. "But look on the bright side; at least you can toy with your boyfriend."
"The doctor is not my boyfriend. He is my enemy." He spoke bluntly.
"As ignorant as ever." She said.
"Will you shut up?" He asked.
"There's one thing, Master." She said.
"And what's that?" He asked.
"Wake up."
Suddenly the Master woke up. He heard terror and the fury of the daleks upon his race.
"Was this a dream?" He asked himself.
"EXTERMINATE!"
"Well then." He grinned. "Time to destroy Rassilon and those one eyed eyestalks."
"But mark my words, Doctor." He looked at the sky. "I will return!"