Disclaimer: ... yeah COURSE I own Dr Who: ...
Notes- This is impulsive writing... not much else really!
I love you. Loved...Loving... LOVE!
I FUCKING LOVE LOVE YOU!
There. I thought it. Screaming it my mind till my head ached...the sound of the drums ruled my mine.
but you doctor...you ruled my hearts...
You hated me. Didn't you? You couldn't stand me? Right?
I made you vulnerable...weak..useless...near me.I had control over you,power...and you always let it happen... then you'd change it around... out smarting me, beating me...winning...I love that about you...you're a challenge... A confusing mystery... who I knew like a brother...who I loved like a soulmate and teased mercilously...
I must of put you through hell...for the sake of out beloved planet...for the sake of our people... You brought us down...along with the Daleks... It was your fault...and I saw you do it all...I stood there on the other side
You tore me apart...You made us the last ones and by rights I had every right to destroy you...
You did it... and the drums...the drums! they made me do it! yes doctor they did...DO YOU HEAR ME? they made me...and throughout the years you were always there...stopping me, trying to "save" me...
Why doc? Don't you ever get sick of always being the good guy? Don't you every get sick of doing the "right thing?
Do you ever get sick of ruining lives? Do you ever get sick of being lonely after saving the day?
Y'know when I made you age... I saw our plant shine in your eyes, the two suns were glowing and all you did was look at me.
I saw your struggles, your pain and your determination...in them blue wide saucer like eyes...
You weren't going to give up were you?
Not like me.
I'm tired of this... being like me...out of control... I can't stop... as long the drums keep beating...I'll be there. So will you.You always are.
What beat do you play to doc? I play to mine...I've been playing to mine since I was 11...
Why do you keep trying to save me?
Guilty are we? Loveless are you?
I don't know...despite what I know about you...despite how long I've known
You're still a mystery...
Thank God you'll never know what I really think "Doctor"... you know I'm someone you can't fix or save...I'll just be the evil Master... the bad guy...
and never more.
Closing his eyes, The Master shut his eyes breathing a sigh of relief... grinning slightly he's walked away from the baron field he was cremated in.
The Doctor's compassion managed to save his own life...
Wonder what he'll do if he was telephathic?