I was woken by the light shaking of Missy,
"Breakfast is served Comet and it's getting cold. Come downstairs, I don't want to eat alone" she said in what could only be described as an almost seductive tone.
The woman was odd so I didn't make much of it. Her knowing things I didn't or at least acted like that, made it seem as if she found me funny for some reason. Maybe it was the age difference that made her feel wiser, the aura of oddness and creepiness that followed this woman sometimes made me feel uneasy.
As uneasy as I felt when my father used to tell me about the stories of an old friend of his, that when he was doing this Gallifreyan initiation ceremony that involves them looking into the Untempered Schism, a gap in the fabric of reality from where the time lords have access to the raw power and energy of the Time Vortex, was so overwhelmed and the experience was so painful it drove him mad. He , like my father, chose a great name to call himself "The Master"
maybe the similarity of their names and that uneasy vibe she gave off reminded me of him.
I smiled to myself, this wasn't possible according to my dad he had died so I dissmised the stupid sensation.
I got dressed and went down to the kitchen, with Missy.
"I'm nobody to be medling in your affairs my child, but I couldn't help but notice how upset you came yesterday. If it's not much of an intrusion, could you tell me what's wrong?" I understood that she was worried for me, I did in fact came back to the house crying like a widow.
"What boy harmed you so much, for you to be like that?" she asked in an almost sarcastic tone.
How could I tell her the truth without sounding absolutely mad? How could I adapt my tale without it sounding like complete lunacy?
"I wasn't crying for a boy" I said before taking a sip of my juice.
"Then why were you crying so much?" she said in a tone that gave off fake pity while she put some jam on her bread.
"I travelled from very far to seek for a man ... A doctor, the only that can cure my father, since he is dying and he is our only hope." I said as I looked at the woman whose eyes started sparkling with mischief.
like I said she was odd.
"He is a busy man, always travelling around saving as many lives as he can." I continued.
"I was looking for him , in places and people who he has helped. I would turn this world upside down if it meant finding him" I said as i looked down at my own toast.
"And this doctor, does he have a name? Maybe I could help you find him." Missy said in a tone that insinuated she might know something. I understood she was trying to help but why on earth, a woman that looked to be in her early fifties, know about a time travelling , time lord who travels in a blue box ( which I have yet to see in real life).
"He does but I forgot it. Don't wory. I'm sure I will find him soon. Hopefully. I don't care if I have to kidnap him and force him to save my dad. He will come with me if need be against his own will." I said mindlessly.
realizing what I just had said I corrected myself.
"I mean... I won't actually kidnap him "
"I would" Said Missy
"If I were as desperate as you are, my dear " she said mischieviously, pretending to correct herself.
after our conversation we finished our breakfast, while we talked about empty things like the weather, politics and other things. Topics that bore her and me to death. Specially her, cause she did try to pry more information about " this Doctor of yours" like she called him.
I cleaned up for myself and Missy as a 'thank you' for the breakfast.
I left as fast as I could, power walking my way out of the house.
I started looking in parks, schools anywhere I could look for that blue box or the mad man that travelled in it.
Nothing, nowhere to be found.
Suddenly a voice in my mind yelled
Run.
I started running towards no direction in particular.
Run.
the voice said again and so I did.
I followed the voice
so I ran and ran.
Faster and faster feeling my blood pumping through my veins like it never had before. i just kept following the voice until suddenly there she was, the source of the voice that called me to her.
The TARDIS how beautiful and peaceful she looked. I had never been so happy to see something or someone as I was seeing the TARDIS for the first time.
"Time and relative dimension in space" I remember my father telling me " Susan made the acronym " Susan my father's grand daughter. Or well his grand daughter. I walked around her. feeling the energy of all her history, how many wonders and horrors has she seen, all of history locked in a Police Box. I heard the door open, While I was still to the side of it.
"You see my dear Nardole, here is where you can get real fish and chips, not that canned tube thing you tried to make us eat" Said a man with a scottish accent.
"I thought that in Brittannia 5 they would have the real thing, after all they are named after this country. How would I have know that wasn't true" said a mildly nasal voice.
I peaked to the side making sure that I wasn't caught staring, I was too excited to move, I kinda forgot how to breathe for a second, what should I do? How should I proceed. All the hope that I thought lost came back to my body like a rush of adrenaline, I wanted to scream , dance, roll around in the floor like a maniac and yet I did no such thing. I was just frozen. Like a drop of water in winter. A tall slim man, with white hair stood in front of my eyes.
Looking at him meant hope. A little short stubby bald guy stood next to him.
"I forgot to clean my glasses I'll go..."
He turned around and stopped mid sentence
"Doctor it apears we have company " said the short fellow whose name as I recall was Nardole.
"Oh really ?" said the man turning around.
"Can I help you young lady?" said the Doctor,
I wanted to say everything, tell him what is wrong ask him to help my father, tell him everything I know about him and how much I've been looking for him.
And yet all the words that came out my mouth were
"Sorry"
and I left running.
To the two men's confusion.
"Hey!" the one I had been looking for yelled but I was already far gone.
I ran back to Missy's.
"What's wrong dear? looks like you've seen a ghost." She asked very intuitively whilst choped some wood with an ax.
"I... I think I found him" I said stuttering.
"You think you found, who?" she said smiling
"The Doctor" I said
"Doctor Who?" she said with an even wider grin.
"Don't make me repeat myself, the doctor for my father." I said.
"Oh then I'll invite him over, it's not like he won't want to see his old best friend." She said with a hint of playfulness in her voice.
"You know him?" I said blankly.
"Of course I know the Doctor, he trapped me in a black hole, oh so many years ago, I haven't let go of it, but don't tell that party pooper that." She said as she laughed histerically .
"No, you can't be father said he saw you die , shot by your own wife, he burned your body." I said horrified
"Yes , but oh those Saxon devotees , just would't let their Messiah go? no they wouldn't, cause they woved mwe swo mwuch . HAHAHAHAHA Oh I was so hungry. I ate entire humans left only the bones. I tried to take over the human race and your not daddy stopped me, the time lords even stopped by to visit. But little after that he died too. Death was good to me it gave me this gorgeous new body" she said running her hands all over her body
" But with him oh no it was mean he became a boy could you believe thathe use to have this giant forhead , did you know the man used to wear a fez, a stupid silly FEZ! Or well at least he tried, his wife at the time wouldn't let him, I missed that part of his life for hidding within Gallifrey cause I just couldn't get out, then I saw my chance and BAM! Here I am. But that is mwaking bwaby Cwomet Upswet." she said pouting and making a mocking baby voice,
"So you are The Master?" I said taking a step back.
"Now, now how would you feel if I misgendered you? I didn't go through all this change" she said building up her tone " to be called the master " she said in a mocking almost childish tone
"It's the Mistress now. Missy for my friends" She said winking.
"Now let's call the old man shall we?" she said pulling out a weird device from her pockets
