I am going to try for a longer capture. Oh, and remember, I need a picture for the story. Again, if you want to send a pic to me, then PM for a place where you can. Both drawing and Photoshop works. THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS, KEEP IT UP!

CHAPTURE 53

MASTER POV

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He found Rose in her room. Her clothes were scattered across her bed and a suitcase was half full. She appeared to be packing. That was odd; they were not planning on staying in any hotels. His hearts stopped, there was only one other reason she would be packing. Was she planning on leaving?

"What ya doing" he asked trying to keep the fear out of his voice.

"Well, the trips I had to see my Mum reminded me on how much I miss her. So I think I will give up the travelling to spend time with her."

"What" he said in a low voice

"It has been fun, really. I just have a life back home that I want to return to." Rose said "So if you do not mind, please take me home when I am done here."

The drums pounded hard. She was leaving, but not for the Doctor, for her mum. How could have he not seen this coming. Of course she chooses Jackie over him, she was her mother. Jackie had raised her. She may of had a few years of memories with him (even though most of them were fake,) But Jackie had Rose's entire life.

He shook in anger; he could not let this happen. He had worked too darn hard for her just to walk away from him for her mum. He needed her, and he was not going to lose her…

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He opened his eyes. He must have drifted to sleep. He needed little sleep, but Rose did not sleep much either, so most of the time he just crashed with her. It was nice to wake up from his nightmares with her in his arms.

Nightmares, he thought of his dream. She left him, for her dang mother. He had promised Jackie that he would not take her memories unless she went against him, but he would have to break that promise. No way was he going to let that dream happen.

He thought for a few minutes trying to figure out what to replace her memories with. While he was at it he might as well take her dad from her memory as well. Her dad from the other universe, she did not even know there was another. Ohhh, maybe he could make her parents abusive, that they would hit and slap her. Plus drug addicts, or acholics, or even both! He grinned to himself as he figured out all the detail.

Once he was done he gently moved her head then he put his fingers to her temples, a motion that he was used to by now. He took her memory of her parents and erased it. It was more complicated then when he took her memory of the Doctor; she fought him a lot harder then. But now her mind was used to him, and it let him do whatever he wanted. Still, her mum was a HUGE part of her life and it took a while to get rid of every single memory of her. While her dad was much easier and only took two minutes. Now it was time to implant the false memories.

OK, I thought it would be cool if you got a glimpse of what memories Rose was given, a chance to see how evil the Master can be. Here is the memory where Rose "met the master" took place when Rose was 16

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ROSE POV

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She walked home from the shop. She was worried. Her father was going to be furious when he found out that they cut her salary. Her dad forced her to give him all the money she earned for pot and rum. If she refused, she shuttered at the thought. She was still recovering from her last beating.

She had tried to run away more than once, but her dad knew tons of people on the street, dangerous people. They always found her within two days. The last time she tried to run away was last year; she nearly got killed.

She arrived at her house. She stopped for a moment, then sighed and opened the door. She instantly began to walk to her room, avoiding the empty and broken bottles as she did so. At least she got used to the rotten smell a long to. If she was lucky her parents would not hear her and they would leave her alone for the rest of the night.

"ROSE" her father screamed

She cursed under her breath. This was not going to be a good night. She went to living room to find her mum and dad on the couch. Her father had a bottle in his hand and her mother was smoking a cigarette.

"Where is my money?" he demanded, his voice slurred little

She held her breath as she pulled it out of her pocket and handed to him. She hoped to everything good and sane in the world that he was too drunk to notice that there was less money than usual.

"Where is the rest" he growled

"I am sorry, they cut my salary. There is not more."

"You dirty liar." Her Mum hissed

This was bad, they were getting really mad. This was most likely going to end with her getting hurt. There was no way out of it. She was just going to have to take it. She held back tears, if she cried then it would only make her worse.

"Yea," her father snapped "You probably are keeping it for yourself, you selfish little *beep.* What, are you going to use it to buy makeup. To make yourself pretty and hope that you would find a bloke who would care for you?" he snorted "That's not going to happen. Who could love a selfish, lazy, *insert swear word here* like you?"

The words hurt horribly. She knew that she was worth nothing, but she hated to be reminded of it. Yet, she could not show the hurt. She had to pretend to be strong.

She shook her head "No, they really did cut my salary. Go ahead, check me, check my room, there is no where I could hide it."

"She probably already spent all of it." Her mother said

"No please." She begged but was interrupted by her father smacking her hard across the face.

TWO HOURS LATER

Rose sobbed outside of her house, where she was probably going to end up sleeping. Her body hurt everywhere, and she knew that she was going to be covered with bruises all over her body. The worst part was that she knew that this was most likely going to happen again.

She felt a hand on her shoulder. She hissed in pain and pulled away. She turned around expecting her father, but was surprised to see a blond man in front of her with a concerned look on his face. She wished he would just go away. The last time her father saw her talking to someone outside the house she got a beating.

"Are you ok?" he asked as he sat down by her and offered her a smile

She looked down "Yea, I am fine." She responded

She watched as he gently reached toward her. She did not move as he wiped the tears away from her cheeks gently. She was too scared to say anything.

"You do not look ok." He said as he pulled away and put his hand on top of hers. "How about you come with me and I can get you all fixed up."

What if this was a test? What if her father set up one of his friends to test her? She glanced back at the house. Even at this possibility, a small change was worth taking. He helped her up.

After he got her healed in his amazing ship, he offered her the stars. He offered her protection and care. She took it and traveled with him across time and space. He became her best friend and she never looked back.