The Last of the Time Lords Part 2

It was the night shift that was certain. The lights dim, purples, oranges and reds were the only colours. People had vanished, sleeping leaving an empty conference room except a single old fashioned bird cage. The cage which held the now 900 year old time lord. A man who had been parted from his wife for her to be reunited with him. But their happily ever after was out of reach as he watched his Rose being raped. He was not able to reach her, to not help her, to not pull the master from her small form, how could he ever forgive himself for her to go through that.

Normally rape victims had sever emotional torture. Hysteria and sobbing would have been the main features. But Rose had called out to the Doctor, using his own name, showing to the Doctor how much she was hurting. She had reached out to him, not pushing him away like most victims do. Maybe Rose was dealing with this better than a normal human. He was just grateful that Jack had kicked up a fuss and forced the guards to keep her with him. Fearing for her emotional well being but also her physical appearance. The Doctor suspected Pulmonary tuberculosis. All the symptoms were there and he just hoped she would get treated soon, terrified of having to lose her again.

The Doctor turned around when he heard the door to the dormant conference room open. The Master was holding out his arm to a somewhat timid Lucy. Her hands clutched to his arm as his other was placed into his pockets. The pair of them only taking a few steps into the room. Lucy's lips were pursed slightly agar while the Master was frowning, his thick Manchester accent thick as he spoke over to the now inhuman looking Doctor.

"Tomorrow, they launch." The Master stated as the Doctor flopped his body to the bottom of the cage. The Master continuing to walk into the room, closer to the other time lord while Lucy remained at the table, her hands clinging onto the back of a chair, her head cocked towards the direction of the Master and the Doctor, always listening to their conversation, picking up on ever detail "We're opening up a rift in the Braccatolian space. They won't see us coming. Kinda scary." The Master said before smiling through the bars, his hands in his pockets, his feet clapped together.

"Then stop." The Doctor managed to say

"Once the empire is established and there's a new Gallifrey in the heavens, maybe then… it stops." The Master continued to say as he moved his face so he was looking right at the doctor through the bars. The Doctor sitting on his knees as he moved closer to the Master "The drumming. The never-ending drumbeat." The Master continued after a short pause.

"Ever since I was a child. I looked into the vortex. That's when it chose me. The drumming, the call to war. Can't you hear it? Listen, it's there now. Right now. Tell me you can hear it, Doctor. Tell me." The Master asked his voice almost a whisper, his features in a frown as he demanded answers. The Doctor simply moved forward, his hands clutching at the bars of his cage, his large forehead moving as close to the Masters face as possible

"It's only you." The old Time lord whispered

"Good." The Master muttered before he turned his attention towards the door as one of the spheres entered, his wife Lucy looking on with curiosity from the space in the room she had occupied.

"Tomorrow, the war. Tomorrow we rise. Never to fall."

"You see? I'm doing it for them! You should be grateful!" The Master complained, his face scrunched up as he walked over to the now stationary sphere. His hands at his sides before he brought them together to rest on his chin. "After all, you love them. So very, very much."

Professor Docherty had several crude instruments to try and open the sphere which was lying on the table at her finger tips.

"There's some sort of magnetic clamp. Hold on, I'll just trip the—" She muttered more to herself as she continued to look through the magnifying glass on her forehead, her instruments following the curve of the sphere. But suddenly the clamp opened and the old women opened the sides like petals, shrinking back when she saw what was inside "Oh my God!" Both Martha and Tom walked slowly and curiously to both sides of the older woman. There eyes widening as there was a wizened human head attached to the machinery. Martha's eyes were continuously looking on until lights on the back of the sphere switched on and the eyes suddenly snapped open, each one off them jumping back, screams erupting from their lips as they jumped back startled.

"It's alive." Docherty whispered while Martha continued to frown at the face, her mouth agar, her mouth moving slightly

"Martha. Martha Jones."

"It knows you." Tom cried, Martha's eyes snapping to Tom's while he looked over at her, Docherty had also pulled her attention from the face and was looking at the younger woman.

"Sweet, kind Martha Jones. You helped us to fly."

"What do you mean?" Martha questioned, her voice quaking

"You led us to salvation."

"Who are you?" Martha enquired

"The skies are made of diamonds."

"No." Martha breathed her head shaking as she backed away, Tom and Docherty looking at her in confusion "You can't be him." Creet. All the people from utopia, Padra and his family, cueing for the rocket, the future kind watching on. Her adventures with the Doctor, Jack and the Professor.

"We share each other's memories. You sent him to Utopia."

"Oh my God!" Martha gasped, her eyes wide with realisation, her mouth hanging open

"What's it talking about? What's it mean?"

"What are they?"

"Martha. Martha, tell us. What are they?"

But Martha continued to look at the Toclafane... Creet. Her face never changing, her face the same as before as she ignored the questioning gazes of her friends

"They're us. They're humans. The human race from the future." Martha managed to choke out. Her eyes finally finding Tom's and Docherty's while they looked at her with complete shock and misbelieve.

Lucy was still standing as she listened and watched her husband as he talked to the Doctor. He was sitting down at the head of the table, his hands resting on the arms while his head was resting on the head rest, but his eyes were never leaving the large orbs of the Doctor's eyes.

"I took Lucy to Utopia. A Time Lord and his human companion. I took her to see the stars." The Master said to the Doctor who was readjusting himself. Positioning so he was sitting facing the Doctor, his head wobbling on his thin neck while his hand was rested on his bent knee "Isn't that right, sweetheart?" The Master cooed as he turned his head to talk to her

"Trillions of years into the future. To the end of the universe." Lucy said quietly, her eyes wide like a kitten as she spoke to the Doctor, his head turning to look at her

"Tell him what you saw." The Master said while his hands moved underneath his chin.

"Dying. Everything dying. The whole of creation was falling apart. And I thought…there's no point. No point to anything. Not ever." Lucy said, her mouth moving in large funny movements

"And it's all your fault." The Master argued, his eyes hard as he looked over at him through the bars of his cage.

"I'd sort of worked it out, with the paradox machine. Because the Doctor said, on the day before the Master came to power, he said…" Martha stated, her eyes hard, her hand leaning either side of the table while Tom and Docherty looked at her while her mind was placed back into her memories

"When he was stealing the TARDIS, the only thing I could do was fuse the coordinates. I locked them permanently." The Doctor stated in his former glory, brown hair, beautiful face, mug of tea in his hands before her mind was fixed back to when she was holding out his sonic screwdriver at the TARDIS, his face in a frown

"He can only travel between the year 100 trillion and the last place the TARDIS landed. Which is right here, right now."

"The Master had the TARDIS, this time machine, but the only other place he could go was the end of the universe. So he found Utopia." Martha stated, her eyes flickering toward the Toclafane and her friends, Tom listening intently, his ears picking up intently on the words 'Time Machine'

"You should have seen it, Doctor. Furnaces, burning. The last of humanity screaming at the dark." The Master snapped, danger, hatred and anger boiling to the surface of his tone, his form still sitting importantly in the chair

"The Utopia Project was the last hope. Trying to find a way to escape the end of everything." Martha informed, her eyes looking to Docherty but lingering on Tom.

"There was no solution, no diamonds. Just the dark and the cold."

"All that human invention that had sustained them across the eons. It all turned inwards. They cannibalised themselves." The Master stated, his eyes forming right onto the Doctor's

"We made ourselves so pretty."

"Regressing into children. But it didn't work. The universe was collapsing around them." The Master informed

"But then the Master came with his wonderful time machine to bring us back home."

"But that's a paradox. If you're the future of the human race, and you've come back to murder your ancestors, you should cancel yourselves out. You shouldn't exist." Docherty voice, her head bobbing as she spoke. Her eyes focused solely on the Toclafane

"And that's the paradox machine."Martha stated, her eyes staring blankly at a spot in front of her

"My masterpiece, Doctor. A living TARDIS, strong enough to hold the paradox in place, allowing the past and the future to collide in infinite majesty."The Master held, his face showing such pride and contentment. The Doctor simply placed one of his hands to the floor, lifting his weak form gingerly as he spoke angrily through his teeth

"But you're changing history. Not just Earth, the entire universe."

"I'm a Time Lord. I have that right."The Master snapped angrily, a frown on his face

"But even then, why come all this way just to destroy?" The Doctor asked, his hands heaving him to his feet, his hands securely on the railings, helping him stand

"We've come backwards in time to build a brand new empire lasting 100 trillion years."

"With me as their master. Time Lord and humans combined. Haven't you always dreamt of that, Doctor?"The Master smiled, his face showing his emotions, his face scrunching up as he asked his questions.

"What about us?" Tom asked quietly, his eyes in a frown

"Because it's fun!" Creet cried before madly laughing, Tom simply pulled out his gun and shot it dead.

"Human race. Greatest monster of them all." The Master whispered to the Doctor. Before walking over to Lucy and pulling her closer to him "Night-night." He stated before walking out, his arm around Lucy as the sphere followed them out

Rose hadn't said anything since she had arrived back in her prison. She had flopped herself down a wall and she sat there. Completely silent. Not moving, not talking and Jack was getting worried. He was disgusted at Rose's living conditions and he wished he was chained back to the walls in the engine rooms. The cold was getting to him. His thin clothing was not keeping him warm and his lungs were burning due to the cold air. How Rose had managed to survive for the last year was beyond him, but right now he was worried. Rose had been through a terrible ordeal. She had found comfort in him and her husband but right now she had withdrawn herself and Jack wasn't sure weather it was the right thing for him to do to leave her to her thoughts. He had walked over to her and sat next to her, his arm around her shoulders as they both tried to keep each other warm. Sharing each others heat.

"Are you alright?" Jack asked and he looked down at Rose. She had calmed down a huge amount since she had been pulled from the Doctor and seen what he had become. She was constantly shaking in his arms. The Doctor's comfort was the one thing she needed, to know that he still loved her with all his hearts. The fact he wasn't going to leave her even after that one event which would haunt her for the rest of her life. But how could Jack forgive himself. He had been there, he had witnessed it. He should have pulled harder at his shackles to release himself and kick the Master of her. He should have persuaded the Doctor to move closer, to get the Master's attention and say the thing he needed to say. Because Jack knew, even after every horrific thing the Master would do, even after making the Doctor witness his wife get sexually abused, he knew the Doctor would forgive him and not kill him.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be?" Rose asked, her eyes looking up at jack who was frowning at her

"Rose, you have just been through something you should never have to go through, and your sitting here light as rain?" Jack stated, his misbelieve filling his voice but Jack could barely see her moving her head to look down at the ground and massage her hands together in nervousness "It's ok to talk about it" Jack said comfortingly, pushing her body closer to his

"But I don't want to talk about it" Rose snapped looking back up at him "Because it means having to relieve it and I don't... I can't..." Rose started her voice harsh and dark. Like the Doctor's did when he was facing the Daleks, but she was broken, deep inside her she was broken, what had happened had wrecked her but she was too damn confident and proud to show it. She was not able to piece her sentence together "I can't go through that yet" She said to Jack, her voice barely a whisper.

"Rose, locking everything up can cause further damage down the line... it can cause unthinkable consequence" Jack argued, now she was talking he was gunna make her. To try and make her realise what was going to happen to her. "You can't keep everything locked up" Jack continued

"Don't you think I don't know that?" Rose snapped hotly, Jacks simply looked down at her in shock "The thing's ive seen Jack, the things I have had to go through to get back to the Doctor is horrific and terrifying and I am haunted by those memories possibly for the rest of my life. But that one thing that happened. That one act of cruelty is going to stay with me for the rest of my life. And for once that terrifies me. Having to go through that again and again scares me even now and the one person I want to help me, the one person I need to tell, to show, is a 900 year old alien locked in a cage. Both of us hurting, both of us needing each other and not being able to see each other" Rose said wearily, really showing Jack her true colours, how pure and beautiful her soul truly was "Because Jack I need him, need him more than I have ever needed him. I need him in my life, to help guide me, to love me because he is the only thing I have left. My mother and Mickey are trapped in a parallel world, I don't have any reason to live on earth anymore Jack. The Doctor is all I have left and I love him to pieces" Rose said to him. Jack simply smiled to Rose who looked up at him with teary eyes. She really had become such a beautiful woman, looks and personality wise. She had become a better person and he was never going to let her or the Doctor forget it. Jack pressed a kiss gently to her forehead before whispering a few words of comfort

"Were going to get out of here Rose. And were going to reunite you with the Doctor."

Martha was sitting on the edge of the bed while Docherty was sitting on the chair behind her. She was cradling a hot mug of tea while her feet were resting on the bed. Docherty was talking to Martha when Tom walked into the room, sitting just behind Martha

"I think it's time we had the truth, Miss Jones. The legend says you've travelled the world to find a way of killing the Master. Tell us, is it true?" Docherty asked, Martha simply stared into space

"Just before I escaped, the Doctor told me…" She managed to say before her mind was filled with the image of the Doctor and Rose talking to her

"The Doctor and the Master, they've been coming to Earth for years. And they've been watched" She said as she looked over at Docherty and Thomas. Docherty had moved so she had her elbows rested on her knees while Martha removed something from her pack "There's UNIT and Torchwood, all studying Time Lords in secret. And they made this. The ultimate defence" She stated. Her head moving and bobbing as she spoke before she opened the case to reveal a special gun while 3 different cases were holding 3 different coloured liquid were resting on the bed.

"All you need to do is get close. I can shoot the Master dead with this" Tom fixed as he lifted his gun

"Actually, you can put that down now, thank you very much." Docherty said as she looked at the gun and pushed it down while Tom simply rolled his eyes

"Point is, it's not so easy to kill a Time Lord. They can regenerate; literally bring themselves back to life." Martha informed while continuing to stare into space

"Ah, the Master's immortal. Wonderful." Docherty voice sarcastically, her head wobbling on her neck.

"Except for this." Martha said as she picked up the gun in her hand "Four chemicals, slotted into the gun, inject him…kills a Time Lord permanently." She stated as she picked up a chemical and showed them how it was suppose to be placed for it to work properly

"Four chemicals? You've only got three." Tom said as he took the 3 chemicals and held them in his hands. Docherty had simply closed her eyes. Having far to much information than she needed

"Still need the last one 'cause the components of this gun were kept safe, scattered across the world. And I found them. San Diego, Beijing, Budapest and London." Martha said with a smile on her lips as she focused on the two people in front of her

"Then where is it?"

"There's an old UNIT base, north London. I've found the access codes. Tom, you've got to get me there." She said. Tom nodded and both of them prepared to leave.

"We can't go across London in the dark. It's full of wild dogs; we'd get eaten alive. We can wait till the morning, then go with the medical convoy."Tom said as he spoke to the retreating form of Martha as he placed his gun into his waist belt

"You can spend the night here, if you like." Docherty said which made Martha and Tom stop and look at her from the entrance of the room

"No, we can get halfway, stay at the slave quarters in Bexley. Professor, thank you" Tom informed before smiling and giving her a firm hand shake

"Good luck."

"Thanks." Martha smiled before placing a soft kiss to Docherty's cheek before she walked away, but she turned when she heard her name being called

"Martha, could you do it? Could you actually kill him?" She asked, her eyebrows in a frown

"Got no choice." Martha simply assured

"You might be many things, but you don't look like a killer to me." Docherty voice for Martha to look at her darkly and strutted from the room.

Martha and Tom found themselves crouched in half as they crept down a street of a row of houses hiding from view from the guards which were on patrol. They sneaked pasted them before Tom knocked a secret knock on the door for it to be opened

"Let me in. It's Milligan." He whispered and then pushed Martha into the house. A house which was crowded with people, barely enough room to move

"Did you bring food?" The Woman who let them in asked, Tom just looked down sadly and shook his head

"Couldn't get any. And I'm starving."

"All we've got is water."

"I'm sorry." Martha said sadly as she looked at all the people in front of her

"It's cheaper than building barracks. Pack them in, 100 in each house, ferry them off to the shipyards every morning" Tom informed her, she simply nodded in understanding.

"Are you Martha Jones?" A young blonde man asked

"Yeah, that's me." Martha said with a smile as she looked at the you boy

"Can you do it? Can you kill him? They said you can kill the Master, can you? Tell us you can do it. Please tell us you can do it."

"Who is the Master?"

But noise erupted through the house as they all asked questions at once, murmurs of her presence or just talking about the Master.

"Come on, just leave her alone. She's exhausted." Tom complained as he tried to shush everyone but Martha simply waved him away

"No, it's all right. They want me to talk and I will." Martha said with a smile before walking over to the stairs.

The Doctor had curled himself up in a ball at the bottom of his cage as he rested his heavy eyes, finally finding the time to sleep. But he opened his eyes and lifted his head when he heard the door slide open, the lights flashing on for him to see the Master entering on tiptoes, dressed in a dressing gown, his hair a mess as he smiled evilly over at the Doctor who was now on all fours.

"Guess what?" The Master stated a huge smile on his face.

Martha found herself sitting on the staircase surrounded by everyone in the house.

"I travelled across the world. From the ruins of New York, to the fusion mills of China, right across the radiation pits of Europe. And everywhere I went, I saw people just like you, living as slaves. But if Martha Jones became a legend, then that's wrong because my name isn't important. There's someone else. The man who sent me out there. The man who told me to walk the Earth. His name is the Doctor. He has saved your lives so many times, and you never even knew he was there. He never stops. He never stays. He never asks to be thanked. But I've seen him. I know him. I love him. And I know what he can do."Martha stated before she was interrupted by the woman who had let her in

"It's him! It's him! Oh my God, it's him! It's the Master! He's here!"

"But he never comes to Earth! He never walks upon the ground!"

"Hide her!"

"Use this!" Tom cried as he shrugged off his jacket and flung it over to Martha who was then covered with it.

The Master was walking down the street outside, flanked by armed guards. His arms were held out to his sides while his smart shoes pressed to the dark moist pavements. Toclafane were also flanking the master, floating in the sky, curious about what was happening.

Tom was cocking his gun as he squatted by the letter box looking at what was happening outside.

"He walks among us, our lord and master."

"Martha. Martha Jo-hones." The Master cried in a sing song voice before speaking in a higher pitch "I can see you!" He stated before changing his voice back to normal, loudly so everyone could hear him. Martha shaking, her eyes wide. "Out you come, little girl. Come and meet your master. Anybody? Nobody? No? Nothing? Positions! I'll give the order unless you surrender. Ask yourself—what would the Doctor do?" The Master babbled. But at the mention of the Doctor she stopped shaking and she removed the TARDIS key and shook the cover from her body. Everybody looking in her direction. Outside the Master was waiting. Martha placed her arm onto Toms who was at the door and he lowered the gun as he slowly stood. Martha turned back and smiled a small smile at everyone inside before unclasping the door and stepping out, her face showing now emotions.

"Oh, yes!" The Master cried happily while clapping his hands "Oh, very well done! Good girl! He trained you well" The Master joked as Martha walking into the street. "Bag. Give me the bag" He said, his fingers motioning for it, Martha took a few steps forward but the Master stopped her "No, stay there. Just throw it." He stated as he watched Martha take of her pack and throw it to the ground. The Master sorted out his screwdriver before firing it at the bag, destroying everything inside "And now, good companion, your work is done." He stated as he held the screwdriver out towards her. But both of them snapped their head toward the sound of someone running out into the street. Tom had bolted into the street, gun aimed at the Master

"No!" He yelled before the Master shot him and he fell to the ground dead. Martha could only glare at the Master as he chuckled

"But you…when you die, the Doctor should be witness, hm?" He said with a smile as he inhaled deeply "Almost dawn, Martha. And planet Earth marches to war." He smiled before turning around and they all teleported to the valiant.

To be continued