Sorry this Chapter is really short and crappy. It is just like a little back story I guess. Please read on. And if you like it, follow, review, favourite! Thanks so much. This is my first fanfiction that I'm actually planning on finishing.
He held The Master in his arms, "No!" He cried, "Don't... Don't leave me." The Master's usually bright eyes flickered into pure black, and he saw his reflection in those eyes. They were evil. He backed away slowly. The Doctor heard a low growling sound behind him. "What the-?" He said out loud, before escaping to outside to find the Tardis.
He ran past Baker street. It was raining, and dark, and he could barely see. Some one bumped into him, and all that he could make out was dark curly hair, an over coat, and a blue scarf. He looked back, and another figure covered his view. He couldn't see who, but the man dragged him into an alley. The ongoing growls frightened The Doctor, and that was a very difficult thing to do. Not because he was afraid of dying; No, he's died plenty of times. But He didn't want to go, He couldn't leave the Master. He wanted to help him.
"Well hello, there." A corrupt voice advanced towards him.
"How are you alive?" He asked The Master.
"Shut up! That doesn't matter, now. You are going to suffer." The Master gave a wicked smile, before taking off the Doctor's coat and shirt. He pulled out a switchblade and cut two X's into his chest where his hearts were, as a mark.
"Why are you doing this? I forgave you!" The Doctor said, pleadingly. The Master stabbed the knife into his leg.
"But I never forgave you! For what you did to our planet, our people; What you did to me." He grabbed at his hair, and faced the night sky, screaming out. "You... You're so forgiving Doctor. Why couldn't you forgive them?"
"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, Koschei. I truly am. I'm sorry." The Doctor began to cry, something he almost never does.
"All those people you saved. All of those worthless humans. The millions. But you couldn't save me." The Master laughed sadly, and called out to the beasts that would lead his former friend to his demise. They were invisible, but that made them all the more terrifying. The man lying on the ground could hear them snarling, and he could almost hear the foam bubbling from their rabid mouths. They clawed at the Doctor, ripping into the crosses that were already carved into his chest. Brutally tearing his hearts into shreds. The Doctor had felt pain, but never before like this, and the searing burn in his body made him numb.
"I'm sorry, Master." The Doctor whispered, to his friend, his last words.
"Sorry can't save you now. Still forgive me?" The Master mocked him, and let the hounds take what was left of the Doctor's life, as they maliciously left deep gashes in his body, letting him bleed out.
The Doctor woke up in tight silver chains. He strained to get out of the shackles, but they didn't budge. He looked around, to analyze his location. Just a bunch of more chains, and there were people who were screaming for help, but he couldn't hear them. The sky was a dark crimson red, above him; it reminded him of Gallifrey. He remained taciturn, as he waited for something to happen, knowing that if anything were to happen, it would most likely be bad. In one swift movement, a smiling face stood bright, hovering over him.
"Well hello, again, friend."
ENDDDD. Did you like it? No, of course not. Anyway, if you could review and tell me what to edit, that would be great! I appreciate you reading this, by the way. I didn't think anyone would.