Tenth Doctor FTW! Haha. I love Eleven, but Ten is my favourite by far. Here we go!

The TARDIS landed with an audible thump. The Doctor rushed out to investigate our surroundings, while Martha and I held back a little.

"So, who are you?" Martha asked me.

"Long story short, I'm David Carter, and I'm a time traveller."

"Yeah, join the club."

"It's a fair-sized club, isn't it? We should get T-shirts." She laughed a bit at that. "Look, I know the Doctor, but in his future. He doesn't know me yet."

"Wibbly-wobbly…" she started.

"…Timey-wimey," I finished.

"Martha!" the Doctor yelled from outside.

"We'd better hurry," I suggested.

"Good idea."

Dashing out of the TARDIS, we saw the Doctor standing over a body. It was quite obviously Captain Jack. "Oh my God!" Martha choked out, checking his pulse reflexively.

"Hello, old friend," the Doctor murmured.

"Any second now," I muttered. The Doctor looked at me suddenly. I guess that means he heard me.

"I'm sorry," Martha apologised to the Doctor, turning to him. "He's dead."

Jack gasped. Martha screamed. Jack suddenly grabbed her shoulders, gasping for breath. He looked at her and smiled. "Hello!" he said cheerily. "Captain Jack Harkness. And who are you?"

"Martha Jones," she stammered, still shocked.

"Nice to meet you, Martha Jones."

"Oh, don't start!" the Doctor and I said in unison. I grinned.

Jack leaped up and looked at the Doctor. "Doctor."

"Captain. You look the same as usual. Although… Have you had work done?"

"You can talk!"

The Doctor looked confused for a moment, then realised. "Oh, the face! Regeneration."

Jack and Martha were behind us, "blogging", as the Doctor will put it, while he and I were talking up ahead of them.

"Who are you?" he asked me.

"Would it offend you if I said 'spoilers'?" I asked tentatively.

"Why would it offend me?"

"That's one of those long stories."

"You'll have to tell me them at some point."

"We really don't have the time for that."

And we really didn't, because Jack had spotted a man being chased by a few others in the valley.

"Is it just me, or does that look like a hunt?" the Doctor said harshly. "Come on!"

"Allons-y!" I added. He looked at me. I grinned. I'd always wanted to say that.

Running for my life. Again. I suppose I should have seen this coming.

The Future-kind were behind us, in a blood-frenzy.

We'd reached the human settlement, complete with barbed-wire fence and armed guards.

"Let us in! Let us in!" the man who was being hunted yelled.

"Show me your teeth!" the guard shouted in reply. "Show me your teeth!"

I rolled my eyes, but showed him my teeth.

"Human! Let 'em in!"

I was about to correct him, but thought better of it. We just ran in, without looking back.

"Sorry, hello," the Doctor said to a guard, "but my ship is out there."

"We'll look for it later. Who are you?"

"I'm the Doctor."

"A doctor of what?"

"Everything."

We were introduced to Professor Yana and his assistant Chantho very quickly. Yana was a nice man, and a genius besides. I shuddered at the memory of what he was about to become. He was glancing at his fob watch, the one thing that was about to start a chain reaction of chaos.

"What is that?" I asked him, feigning ignorance.

"Oh, uh, it's just an old watch. I've had it for as long as I can remember."

"May I?" I asked, holding out my hand.

"Of course," Yana replied, handing me the watch.

As soon as my hand and the watch connected, memories started sweeping through me.

None of them were the Master's. They were mine.

Sorry about it being short and jumpy. I wrote this chapter on a bus, which moved in short spurts, and the ride was jumpy (ba-doom-TISH!).

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