I Was the Master

".../I used to rule the world/Seas would rise when I gave the word/Now in the morning I sleep alone/Sweep the streets I used to own/..."-Coldplay

I had been so close.

So, so close.

I had been so close to victory; to succeeding - so close to being the Master of the entire universe! But being close to victory wasn't being victorious. And now, I will never get another chance to try. My wife shot me just moments ago and I am now certain that I am going to die. With every breath I took, I felt myself grow weaker.

I, the Master, in the moments that I had left, watched as my life, which was extremely long, pass before my eyes. I saw all my victories and accomplishments, and, to much to my chagrin, my many plans that had failed—NO! Not failed- they had been foiled, ruined by the man who is now begging me to regenerate, but I can't. My death is now long overdue.

I should've been dead ages ago, but I managed to do the impossible. I managed to exceed the maximum times a Time Lord could regenerate, not only once, but three times! But even if I could do it again, I wouldn't. I would much rather die than be a prisoner for God knows how long.

Out of all my achievements, it was this last one that I am most proud of. I managed to rule Earth for a quite long time. I was on the very brink of starting a war with the universe before Theta suddenly came barging in and ruined everything... again. Theta, or the Doctor as he prefers to call himself, had always managed to ruin my biggest plans. It was as if he did it on purpose to pop up precisely at the moment where I was just about to take over.

'Well, you've finally won, Theta, I hope you're happy now that you've foiled the last of my ingenious plans.' The Master thought.

At least I can go to the... what did those silly primates call it again? Ah, yes! That's it: the grave – I can go to the grave content. The thought that Theta will suffer from loneliness for the rest of his long life is revenge enough for everything that he spoiled for me.

"Please, Master!" The Doctor begged, "It's just you and me – please!"

I did not reply. I did not, could not, find the strength to do it. I had a funny feeling that my final moments in this world were upon me, drawing closer with every second.

'No, Theta – I was the Master, but I'm not any more...' I thought.

And with that thought, I died in the Doctor's arms.

FINIS.