Chapter 3

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The tenth doctor was trying to keep his anxiety and anticipation from showing. He didn't want the master having any ideas that something was coming. If the Master knew what was coming, he would surely try to do something about it.

He truly was a mad man. He couldn't believe it had gone so far. The master who had once been his friend was a mad man. He had to stop him whether he liked it or not.

He never would ask Martha or any of his companions to kill never. He still couldn't believe that the Master who was once a brilliant man would fall for such a story. The Master he had grown up with wouldn't have. Sure he was weird even then, but he was so smart and would have deduced that it was a false story in a trice.

Martha had also played her part brilliantly. Poor Martha. Traveling across the world on her own while worrying about her family that was still in the Master's clutches.

Martha who had to run and hide and tell a story that might not even work. Martha who had to allow herself to be captured so that she could be on the ship at the right time. She surely had it worse than he had even though he had been in the Master's clutches himself the whole time.

Now the time had come the clock was counting down. They had to hope that their plan would work. If they failed then the whole world was doomed.

Martha faced the Master bravely and brought their plan to light. The confusion and disbelief on the Master's face was unreal. How did he not figure it out. Clearly he didn't know him as well as he thought.

He couldn't be more proud of Martha if he tried she had done so well. When she mentioned the satellites and showed the Master how wrong he was,he was amazed she had done it. We had a chance because of her.

He saw and felt a glow come around him and knew it was working. "Stop it. Oh no no no no no. Don't" he heard the Master say but it was too late. There were people on the screen chanting "Doctor. Doctor. Doctor. Doctor."

"Stop this right now. Stop it." The Master said futilely

"I've had a whole year to tune myself to the psychic network and integrate with its matrices." the tenth doctor explained

"I order you to stop!" The master yelled. The people wouldn't stop though. Why would they stop? What had the Master ever done for them except enslave them.

"One thing you can't do is stop them thinking." one timelord said to the other. He could tell he was upset. He stopped his plans from coming to fruition once again after all.

"Tell me the human race is degenerate now." He challenged him. "When they can do this." He used his power to rise in the air. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." And I am sorry for all that he has gone through to become who and what he had become. I couldn't let him hurt anyone else though. I took his laser screwdriver away.

"You can't do this. You can't do this now it's not fair." The Master yelled at me.

"And you know what happens now." He said as he moved towards him. "You wouldn't listen because you know what I am gonna say." he touched down on the floor and kneeled down to hug him and tell him he forgave him when he feel a sharp tugging sensation. The world blurred around him. He was wrenched to who knows where.

When the feeling and blurriness stopped, he promptly turned his head and barfed off to the side. That had to have been one of the most sickening sensations that he had ever felt. That said a lot seeing as how he had felt many sorts of sensations in his more than nine hundred years of life.

He heard two laughs. One was a mad cackling sort of laughter. The other was a more bubbly sort.

Looking up from where his was still bent over his mess, he noticed two women. One was a wild dark haired women. She had this mad look in her eyes, was the one that was cackling madly.

The other was a Mary Poppins looking women. Prim and Proper with brown hair in a bun and a Victorian looking dress. The was a gleam of cunning in her eyes. This women was the bubblier one.

"Well my dear Doctor. So good of you to drop by." The Victorian one said with a grand sweeping gesture.

"What. Who are you?" The doctor asked. "Where's this." He was sure he had never seen this place before. It looked like a formal parlor straight out of the Victorian age. Maybe he had be pulled out of time somehow, but to what time exactly and how. The brown haired one also acted like she knew him, but he was quite sure that he had never seen her before in his life though he might have and had just forgotten.

"I thought you said he knew you?" said the wild one to the Victorian one.

"Oh he does. He just doesn't realize it yet." The other one said back. "After all I look quite different don't I my dear Doctor. I have changed so much since you last saw me on the Valiant."

What no it could be. How? Clearly she could see the realization on his face as she said. "Oh you realize it now Doctor don't you."

"That can't be possible. You were just in my arms and. You can't be the master you just can't" he denied, but even as he said it he knew it was the truth.

"Tut tut Doctor. Open your mind. It is me though of course I go by the Mistress now, but you can call me Missy."

A/N Thanks for reading. This is unbetaed. Still looking for a beta if someone is interested.