I'm sorry, I'm so sorry but the Master took control of my mind and made me write this. And I couldn't refuse him, cause well, he's a jerk, and he's awesome. Unbeta'd except by my lonesome. Oh and I almost forgot....
Master?
What?
Do you have anything to say, seeing as though you used me?
You're a very stupid ape if you think I'm saying sorry.
No, actually I just wanted you to give the disclaimer...
Oh, well this silly ape doesn't own anything. However I am currently trying to take over the show so that I can make the Doctor my slave, and have it follow my adventures conquering time and space. I would name it Master Who, no how about The Master, wait I know, Master of All. Yes I like that.
As I died in your arms I finally won,
And you balled our silly little eyes out.
How did I win? Well it's simple really.
When you lost, I won
And you definitely don't like losing
Now do you, Doctor?
Losing changes a person,
But you knew that.
You can only lose so much
Before you start to get damaged,
You heart is first,
It's hardened by grief,
But frail at the same time.
Not a good combination if you ask me,
Because then is so very easy to break.
Next is you mind,
My favorite part.
It gets to watch the change,
Both externally and internally.
Every time you lose,
You lock the memory up,
With all those memories in the same cell
They chat, and grow darker,
Waiting for that moment when your heart breaks
And unlocks the cell,
Leaving your memories to plague your mind
Kill the better part of you
And leave only darkness, anger and fear.
I am that anger, darkness, and fear,
And as more of your memories surface,
I am there to devour them,
Becoming stronger through your weakness,
Very soon my friend
You will be like me
Out of you mind with power,
The need to win,
The drums are coming,
1-2-3-4, 1-2-3-4
Only this time they are for your
And it's good,
Isn't it, Doctor?
We are very similar, you and I
We both hate to lose
And lose control
We were never ones for rules
We would make a good team
I can see it now,
The Master Vainglorious,
The Doctor Victorious
Running the universe the way we want
We could rule, win
After all, it's like you said
There is no one
No one to stop us
There would be no loss,
No sorrow, no fear unless
We wanted it
We could live forever
Break all the rules
And create Gallifrey again
I Rassilon, you Omega
No other to stop us
You can see it now
Can't you Doctor?
Your soul, the last part
Of you,
Is damaged
Beyond repair.
You're becoming like me
Yes, Doctor, we are the same
While I kill, and you save.
It makes no difference,
You want to being able to choose
Choosing who lives and dies,
Makes you a monster
Like me,
And there is only one way to fix that.
You knew it all along
You have the power to change everything
Anything
Yet to use it at what cost?
The cost of your heart,
Your mind
Your soul
You try to be like the humans
(whilst gloating you are better)
But are you really, Doctor?
You're more powerful
And now you have decided to
Use your power.
Good for you
I taught you well
There is only one way
To stop your transformation
From the honorable
Ape-loving Time lord
To monster
I wonder if you're strong enough
To do it?
There is no going back
There is only moving forward
I guess it depends on
What is important to you;
Losing your life
Or losing your soul,
Your greater good
Whatever happens
I'm sure I'll enjoy it:
If you join me
I'll gain a friend
If you don't
I'll keep an enemy
It makes no difference to me
Because I get to watch you lose
And when you lose
I win
-The Master Vainglorious
I'm thinking about doing a parallel one with the Doctor. I also have a few speculations about the Doctor's death that I may incorperate into a fan fic. Not sure yet...depends on time, and interest.
Reviews= more interest. Yeah, it's a bribe, but what can I say? I must not be a good person...
*Master cackles evilly*
Ummmm... Run?