When we got to Rome my parents and I went our separate ways, I'm going to the ruins and my parents are going to dinner. I started walking and thinking and walking and thinking some more. I don't know what to do about this whole situation, tell my parents about Marvin? Or just let them figure it out? Then out of no where a scared man runs into me, I fall down hard into the sand.
"Excuse me! I'm sorry, you need to get out of here!" He pants, helping me up. I pull my hiked up toga back down to my knees, these things are so awkward.
"What do you mean 'get out' what's wrong?" I pray that it isn't anything too dramatic, since I left my bag on the TARDIS.
"This man, in that pyramid over there," he stops to point to a pyramid in the distance, "he says he's going to bring back the dead. Though he is no God I have prayed to before."
"Okay sir, you just go home. Don't tell anyone about it, I'll handle it." I tell him as I jog to the pyramid. Once I reach the entrance, I slink inside, doing my best to be quiet. I turn the corner and see someone hunched over a tomb. He's wearing discreet clothing, but his blonde hair gives it away. I'm furious though, he could have created something big by telling that scared man about his plan.
"Marvin! You can't do things like that! There was this man, he was totally freaked out about your plan. He was going to evacuate Rome!" Marvin stays hunched over, but I can hear him mumbling to himself. "Marvin... Marvin..." Just then he pauses and stands up, and I stand back, because it isn't Marvin, but he sure looks like him.
"You must be Scarlett." The Master says with an evil grin spreading across his face.
Oh no… that's all I could think about. I was paralyzed with fear. My dad has never met anyone so evil, but I remembered that Marvin did say, "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree" He can't be that bad. Marvin's not bad, but he doesn't really spend time with The Master.
"Yes, I am Scarlett. How did you know who I am?" I ask sternly, even though I know the answer already.
"Oh feisty, no wonder Marvin likes you so much." My face changes from a scowl to more of a smile thinking about Marvin.
"I see you like him too. What would you father think? Speaking of the Devil, where is you father? Is your mother here too?"
"My parents didn't come with me. We were in The Lost City of Atlantis and I took the TARDIS and came here. Funny seeing you here. What are you doing here?" I now am spitting my words out. Out of everybody! Why him!?
"You are a good liar. Must of gotten trait from your parents. I don't believe you for one second." I hate how calm he is. "Anyways, didn't that man tell you my plan? I'm bringing back the dead!" He sounds too happy. He's crazy.
"You are not bringing the dead back," I say crossing my arms. "What would that do for you? I mean, what would you even gain? "The Master takes a step closer, and I stay planted, narrowing the space between us.
"Do you think I'd so something more evil?"
I shrug, "I'd expect you to live up to your name." I'm feeling daring, how bad could he be? I have battled with Daleks!
"Your father, he is here, but not here.." He says, throwing his arms out and turning around, "So he wouldn't notice for a while."
"Notice what?" I say, raising an eyebrow.
"His darling daughter has gone missing." He answers casual as ever. I back up a little to the door, but before I have any chance to make a move, The Master closes in and grabs my wrist.
"You know, I always wondered why he'd wait so long to have more children. I mean, you knew he had children once before? I suppose it took so long, because he knew something would come along and rip his family apart, again." I throw my head back and laugh, despite how frightened I might be.
"You think that person is you? Oh well you are so wrong. You can take me, torture me, use me, but I will not die in your hands. I refuse it."