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Again parts of this chapter will be in the Doctor's P.O.V. The parts that are in the Doctor's P.O.V will be in bold.
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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Spero turned to Lot, "Thanks for goin' through with this General." He said as the General handed him the sword, even though he was obviously reluctant. "I'm coming too you know," General Tare insisted. The Grakium teenager sighed but agreed, "Remember what Forza said right? You have to follow HIS plan, and we won't use your's less something goes really wrong gottit?!" The General growled, "I understand! Don't take that tone with me Mondo!" Spero looked at him and shook his head. "Your always so darn aggressive," he muttered, then said louder, "We have to wait for about fifteen minutes so it won't seem to suspicious right?"
The Doctor couldn't believe his logic, he didn't seem to be able to feel any empathy for them at all. "Can't you try to put yourself in their place?" He asked, he had to at least try. The Master rolled his eyes, typical Doctor behavior. The Controller turned to his father, "Can I turn it off?" The Doctor raised his eyebrows, he knew the Controller really admired the Master but it was strange for someone of his personality to ask permission instead of just doing it. Forza also thought it was strange, when Vigilare had held the knife up to his throat he had immediately stopped once the Master had told him to. The Master ran a hand down his face and made a noise resembling a groan, this was probably to do with the thought of the Doctor not being able to witness his plan take place. "We need him to watch it, that's one of main points."
The Controller seemed to just stop himself from shutting it off anyway, "Why are you obeying him? You don't have to Controller." I didn't think it would really help my situation whether he does or doesn't, in fact I thought it might actually make it worth. I just wanted to know why someone like Vigilare obeyed the Master. "Why do you listen to him anyway? It's not like your in a situation where you have to!" I could see the Master grin, he found what I just said very amusing. Vigilare didn't. "That doesn't matter!" He snapped, clenching his fists. "If your so annoyed, just shut it off, you don't need to listen to him. What is he offering you?" I kept pressing him, trying to get a proper answer. If I was lucky, I thought I would.
The Controller's hand wavered above the button to shut off the camera and speaker. He appeared to be just about to do it when the Master interrupted. "Vigilare." The teenager looked up at his father, and within a few seconds drew his hand back. "Good," the Master smirked, he was talking to his son but was looking at the Doctor. As if he was gloating. "You can't win this time Doctor."
Sorry this chapter is so short, the next one and/or two will be much longer. I promise! I'll try to make them like 1000+ words if I can! R&R
