"Oops, I'm not supposed to be able to see you, am I?" the Master asked them, laughing. The Doctor, Jack and Martha were looking at him in shock.

The Master rubbed his hands together in glee. "I guess that throws a wrench on the whole surprise thing."

"Let my family go," Martha told the Master, "they have done nothing to you."

"That's true but neither have you, nor handsome Jack. In fact no one here, or on earth has done anything to me but that doesn't mean I can't do bad things to you. That's the beauty of being a Time Lord."

"What do you want from us?" Jack asked.

"Nothing." The Master said. "Absolutely nothing but since you decided to make the journey, I will have some use for you."

The Doctor had been silent all this time watching the Master, now he stepped forward and pulled out his screwdriver.

"I don't want to do this," he told the Master, "but you leave me no choice."

"At last," the said Master seeming genuinely happy, "although I must tell you old boy, that your screwdriver is useless in this case." He pulled a screwdriver out of his pocket. "Look at this, a Laser screwdriver and this is what it can do."

The Master pointed his screwdriver at Francine. Martha and Tish began to scream while the Doctor ran towards Francine.

Jack pushed the Doctor out of the way and the blast from the screwdriver hit him. He fell to the ground seemingly dead.

'Why are you doing this?" Martha asked the Master in tears.

"Quite simply because I can," the Master replied. "Because I can."

Martha went to check on Jack and he sat up in few minutes. "We have to do something," Jack whispered to Martha, handing her his watch, "get out of here; you can help us from outside."

"No," Martha replied, "I am not leaving you here."

The Master had been humming to himself while fiddling with his screwdriver, now he pointed it at the Doctor. "Get ready to look and feel everyone of your nine hundred years." He said smiling thinly, "it's just not fair that a nine hundred year old look as good as you do. It's quite greatly unfair, so I will do something about it."

Martha and Jack run to the Doctor.

The Master pressed a button.

The Doctor, Jack and Martha disappeared from The Valiant.

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The Master watched in disbelief as the trio disappeared from the ship. 'I really should have had them strip-searched. Well, this only makes the game a little bit longer and more interesting.' He thought to himself.

The Joneses were in shock wondering what was going on.

The Master pulled a phone from his pocket and spoke into it. "Sector three point four seven, this is your Master speaking, the Doctor has escaped. I repeat the Doctor has escaped, find him. Now."

He listened for a while and then said. "Kill the others but bring the Doctor back alive. Bring him in alive."

Francine, Clive and Tish were bundled off and thrown in a cell.

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The Doctor, Martha and Jack landed in a bus, the top deck of a tourist bus to be exact. They were the only passengers on it.

Martha looked around and said to her companions, "I don't recognize the scenery. Where are we?"

"Stratford-upon-Avon." Was the Doctor's prompt reply. "We're on our way to Anne Hathaway's cottage, if I'm not mistaken."

"But how did we get here?" Martha was puzzled.

"You're the one with the teleport device, you tell me," the Doctor replied. "We have to get back on The Valiant and stop the Master."

The bus stopped and the trio stood up to get off. Martha and Jack never saw what hit them but they fell unconscious to the floor of the bus.

"Doctor," a voice said to him, as he made to help his companions, "if you would please come with us."

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