STORY DETAILS:
Disclaimer: Doctor Who and all its characters don't belong to me. This story is strictly for fun and exploration. However, The Fighter does belong to me since I created her.
Spoilers/Warnings: This story will incorporate things from Classic Doctor Who and some original content will be mixed in between as well for character exploration and development. What to expect from this story: Friendship, Romance, Childhood Friends and Sweethearts, The Master having a Gallifreyan Wife, UNIT being a family, Character Exploration and Development, Plot Twist in Classic Doctor Who Fashion, The Master having a romantic relationship, Gallifreyan Culture and much Time Lord angst with some original moments.
Pairings: The Master/Original Time Lady Character (Romantic), The Doctor/Original Time Lady Character (Friendship)
Triggers/Warnings: Depression, Grief, Alcohol use, Alcohol abuse, Murder, Trauma, Family Feels, Gaslighting and Manipulation.
Universes this story will be following:
Classic Doctor Who Season 8, 9 & 10 (each episode will be listed by chapter unless it's an original one)
Some Fourth Doctor (mostly Robot, The Deadly Assassin, some with Leela and Romana, The Keeper of Traken & Logopolis.)
Original Moments
ABOUT THE FIGHTER OF GALLIFREY SERIES/CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER:
It is optional for you to read the Prequels/Companion Pieces taking place in the Classic Who era, but not mandatory for you to understand everything that will be presented in 'The Last of the Time Lords.' However, a little extra bonus info, backstory and adventures isn't so bad. And I really love writing it out. Thank you for taking the time to read it if you do.
Prequels/Companion Pieces (optional):
0. Running Away from Gallifrey - Academy/1st Doctor Era - Master/OC (in progress - posted)
1. The Exiled Time Lords - 3rd/4th Doctor Era - Master/OC (YOU ARE HERE!))
2. TBA - 5th Doctor Era - Master/OC (not yet started)
3. TBA - 6th/7th/8th Doctor Era - Master/OC (not yet started)
Main Stories:
1. The Last of the Time Lords - 9/10/11/12/13 Doctor Era - Master/OC (in progress - posted)
The Exiled Time Lords
Chapter One: The Time Lady Who Fell to Earth
The sharp burning sensation in her abdomen was the only thing she felt and despite how her blood began to seep through onto her clothes, the Fighter continued on, making her way to the TARDIS door.
Keep going! You have to escape!
Opening the door, she turned back to her enemy with one last glance before falling backwards, out of their reach. The cold strong breeze of the air helped numb her wound, but gravity was a cruel reality and she could begin to feel the regeneration energy taking over. Panic began to sweep over her, letting out a piercing scream no one would be able to hear.
Who could say they had regenerated while falling from the sky? The Fighter chuckled despite her current fear.
If she was to survive this fall, this would be the chance for her to start over; new body and new ways. Maybe...this was just a sign from the universe?
Feeling her hearts clutch, she thought back to her dear friend, the Doctor, and her husband, the Master. They had been friends since childhood. The Master and her were husband and wife. Their marriage had been a happy one despite some sad incidents. But one day, they both just disappeared from Gallifrey. The Fighter could never figure out why and decided to venture out and find the answer. Turns out it was another wrong move.
"I wish I could see you both again." she said, closing her eyes and letting the regeneration energy finally take over.
To the humans down below going about their normal, everyday lives, the falling Time Lady who was regenerating happened to appear like a shooting star or a comet of sorts. This happened to catch the attention of a particular organization: UNIT. Brigadier Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart, a name as long as a Gallifreyan's, was the man in charge of such an organization that dealt with "extraterrestrials."
"Doctor, do you see that?" the Brigadier asked.
"Yes. We should go check it out." responded the Time Lord, getting into his yellow roadster.
The rest of UNIT followed behind him in vehicles of their own, but little did any of them expect to see the sight that would greet them. Arriving at the landing sight, they were surprised to find an unconscious woman with long red hair and wearing a Victorian dress.
"Was she the one who fell from the sky?" asked Benton, a member of UNIT, in disbelief.
The Doctor looked her over, wondering just what the others were thinking: How did a woman from the Victorian era fall from the sky? The first thing he did was check for her heartbeat and when he did, it took him by surprise. "Blimey, it can't be possible?!"
"What is it?" both the Brigadier and Benton were by his side.
"She has two sets of pulses." the Doctor looked wide eyed before pulling out a stethoscope, investigating his thoughts even further.
"But that's impossible!" Benton exclaimed.
Moving the stethoscope around, he confirmed his suspicions: she had two hearts. "I can assure you dear chap, that it is quite possible, especially if you're a Time Lord like me." All eyes were on the unconscious redhead. The Doctor began to slowly peace everything together. "My guess is she somehow fell from her ship and as she was falling, regenerated during the process, hence her looking like a shooting star or comet of some sort. She must have passed out from the adrenaline of it all."
The Brigadier nodded, seeing it made sense. "Good, than that means you can keep an eye on her and inform me when she wakes up. I'm going to want answers." The Time Lord sighed. "Take the woman and men, move out."
The Doctor scooped her into his arms, carrying her to the roadster he fondly called Bessie, placing the Time Lady in the back seat to rest. Every now and then on the drive back, he would glance at her just wondering who she could be.
"Has our patient woken up yet?" the Brig asked, walking into the medical bay.
"No, not yet." replied the Time Lord, glancing back to the mysterious woman with red hair.
Benton followed in after the brig, curious just like the rest of them to find out who she was. The Doctor couldn't quite figure out who she could be. His mind briefly wondered if maybe, just maybe, it could be one of his childhood friends...but that wasn't very likely. Despite her stubborn nature at times, the Fighter would have stayed home on Gallifrey. If she found out what happened to him, he wasn't sure how she would react.
After all, he did leave her without another word, same with their other friend. What regeneration would they be on now he wondered.
A gasp was heard, breaking the Doctor from his thoughts and back to reality. The woman had woken up, hazel were scanning the room frantically before screaming from seeing the men around her. "No, stay back! Stay back!" She jumped from the table and fell to the floor.
All the guys held up their hands, indicating they meant her no harm. Whatever she had been through, it was traumatic. "Calm down my dear, we mean you no harm. I'm a Time Lord just like you." The Doctor said. "What's your name?"
"My name?" she questioned, eye brows furrowed. "I-I seem to have trouble remembering. Something went wrong with this regeneration, or was it the one before it?"
The Doctor sat on the floor a few inches from her. "Could you tell us what happened to you then?"
Her eyes became sharp. "First, tell me who you are. I don't exactly have a good history with my own people right now."
"I know exactly what you mean. I'm the Doctor." he replied. What else did he have to lose at this point? He was exiled to Earth by his own people with no working TARDIS and no way to leave.
She looked to him with wide eyes, tears on the brim. "Doctor...why did you leave?" The Time Lady began to move closer towards him, extending a hand toward his cheek. "You promised you would help me when I needed you...and you both left."
The Doctor's eyes went wide before she passed out, realizing who she was. He caught her and put her back on the table. "Doctor?" Benton asked. "Is she?"
"She's alright, just experiencing regeneration troubles- could be the fall from the sky." His eyes narrowed, wondering just what happened to her. "Gentlemen, this is my childhood friend, the Fighter."