Hi guys! I have made some super very important decisions and a huge, horrible, intimidating secret is about to be let out, that has caused me grief and ever since the beginning of the fanfiction, which is about four months and one day...finish the chapter to find out your answer!


The Doctor twitched and shuddered and rolled around on the cold metal floor of the TARDIS, sweating and bawling. He was ice cold and boiling hot, his face was turning a dark greenish purple, like a turnip. He clawed at his throat and slashed at his soaking wet bowtie. Clara crouched over him, shaking in fear of losing her old friend, with his emerald eyes and stupid, completely unnecessary floppy hair cut. Kristen sat next to her, with her arms curled around Clara's forearm, shrieking. But she couldn't be heard over the racket outside, the daleks and the mad blond man, the Master, ramming against the blue wooden doors, desperate to find the Doctor. Gunshots sounded. Rescuers, maybe? It was silent. Maddeningly silent, the Timelord lay on the ground, motionless but, to Clara's relief, still breathing. His left heart had stopped beating, and the other was struggling to beat in his chest, almost useless without it's match. But yes, silence.

Well, except for the door opening.

The Master stood in front of her and the Timelords she lay beside. He held what looked like a huge sonic blaster and...a syringe?

"I-is that an antidote?" Clara's shoulders relaxed a little. Maybe this man wasn't evil after all? But instead of answering he just grinned and shook his head side to side. He had the same air to the Doctor. Calm and powerful and genius. "In fact, my dear Clara, this it what caused your friends condition. He raised the syringe and glanced at the thing liquid inside. "This is what many people call 'Emotion Serum'. A drop of it opens up a person, tells them anything their hiding. It reveals true emotions. But.." His grin became even wider. "With the Doctor you see, he has many emotions to hide. From the Time War, his companions, deaths, other people. This causes an overload. An epic overload, in fact. But, sadly he'll be fine in a few hours, unless an emotion, stronger than any he feels at the moment, like adrenaline or anger, but at a high projection, overtakes him. This cuts right through the serum, waking him up. But that's impossible to happen. If you died, or you're daughter, that emotion wouldn't even be a millionth of what he needs. So, basically, he can't save you. And heaven know that I won't be saving you either."

The lights of the TARDIS were flickering, causing the Master to seem extremely, utterly terrifying.

"Goodbye, Clara. Good bye, Kristen. It was a pleasure to meet you. But, oops, looks like it's time to go home." He picked Clara and Kristen and slung both over his shoulders. Clara beat her fists against his shoulder blades. She kicked and bit and screamed and punched. And eerily, Kristen stayed still. "YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS!" Clara shouted. But they had reached the under story of the console room and they were now right over the latch that lead into the raw Time Vortex. The latch on the door opened up. Master looked right into raw TIME itself.

"Bye bye, Girl's." And the Master threw them into the Vortex, and the door closed behind them.


Hello again, mates! I hope you didn't skip ahead to read this anyway.

Decision #1 : I have decides I will start answering reviews from you awesome people in private messages, because people do that to me and I think it would be a good idea. If have questions, I'll answer it. If you don't have a question, I'll respond anyway, just because.

Decision #2 :I have officially changed my sign off to Over and Out, or O&O. Pretty boring info, but yeah, just so you know.

And finally, the moment you have all been waiting or...*drum roll plays*

Confession : I have been rushing my chapters. I've been carelessly tripping along and doing it too quickly. I am trying to make my stories better and longer d descriptive and perfect, and I solemnly swear I'm officially trying to do so now. Please forgive me for scrappy chapters, as they will be better.

Well, that was a big weight lifted off my shoulders. Oh and review so I can answer.

And lastly, THANK YOU ALL SO, FRIGGIN MUCH!