A/N: So, I have a new character introduced! Her name is Eilowny Tonks and I adore her. However, she isn't mine. She is my freind's character, and my friend has given me permission to use her in my stories (Silwen and Eilonwy are best friends). I hope you like her! ... Sorry for not updating sooner! *hangs head in guilt* Anyways, thank you everyone for your very kind reviews! ... Everything now is in place for the end which will be soon. The cauldron is fired, the potion is brewing, and soon, it's going to boil over! ...After that, I'll bring it to a low simmer. But it won't die. Ever.
To all of you wondering how the new arrivals came to the manor, I don't know. Honestly, with Eilonwy, her methods are always unusual but always work. Ask her how she did it and she'll tell you.
"Koschei. Please. Don't let it end like this. Let her go," pleaded the Doctor.
"Maybe. So you liked my video? Liked how I got her completely tamed by its end? I can do that with anyone, Doctor. And I'll keep on doing it to her if you don't let me have what I really want."
The Doctor stepped toward the Master. "What do you want, Master? Is it worth it? Torturing the poor girl to insanity to get to me?"
Cackling, the Master said, "Who said it was to get to you? Half of it was for fun, Doctor. The other half was to make sure you'd come to see me...You just came a few days too soon. But it's better this way. Nothing to trip over."
The Doctor nodded. "Drusilla was right, Master, I don't have much time. Tell me what you want in exchange for Silwen and I will do whatever I can to get it for you."
"You never get it, do you?" sneered the Master, sliding his knife an inch to the left, adding more beads to Silwen's necklace. "I don't want anything except your surrender. The moment you tell me you will stop saving the universe, I will let her go."
"You-you can't promise that, Doctor. Ever," said Silwen despite the knife's pressure. "If you have to go, then go! ... I have friends here, friends who know I'm in trouble. I hope I'll see you soon."
The Doctor's sharp, intelligent eyes softened and he said, "I'm so sorry. I really do have to go, a friend of mine is stuck in Pompeii before the volcano erupts. I'll come back."
"Run, Doctor," said the Master. "Run before storm hits."
Eyes sharpening again, he glared menacingly at the Master and returned to the TARDIS.
"Watch your hero leave you, Silly. Watch him run to save someone else. Someone more important," whispered the Master in Silwen's ear.
A tear skidded down her face as she watched the blue box and the metallic thrumming fade. Feigning weakness, she let her knees collapse, smiling slightly when the Master cursed, dropped his knife and picked her up in his arms. "A black knight saves his little princess and takes her awa-"
"NO!" shouted an angry American voice. Suddenly a blast of blue came from no where and shot directly at the Master's feet, hitting him and Silwen. They were frozen. In time. A man in a red lab coat walked over to the frozen duo, two red-headed twins and a teenage girl accompanying him.
"This bloke is the Master?" asked a twin.
"The Master of what?" mused the other.
"Life," stated the girl in an authoritative voice.
"Now, how do I separate the Master from Silwen?" murmured the man who was holding a device labeled, "Freeze Ray-Don't touch!"
"Dr. Horrible, we might want to try moving them," suggested one of the twins. His name was George Weasley. His brother was Fred Weasley.
"George, I don't know if that's possible," said Dr. Horrible, massaging his temples. "I think we'll have to unfreeze them and then you can cast a spell to separate them. Fred, grab his knife before I unfreeze them."
Unexpectedly, the girl, whose name was Eilonwy Tonks ran over to the knife and snatched it up before anyone else. "This might be useful later on," she said nonchalantly, and started playing with it as if it was a toddler's toy.
Dr. Horrible looked at her, momentarily dazed.
"Don't worry, mate. She's always been odd. But her sister, Nymphadora Tonks is much...more normal," reassured George, patting Dr. Horrible on the shoulder.
At the touch, Billy (Dr. Horrible's other name) shook off the daze. "Eilonwy, could you turn into the Dark Lord? Tick-Tock might be willing to reason then."
Instantly, the Dark Lord stood before them, still handling the knife, making Fred and George jump.
"Ok. I'm unfreezing them now," warned Dr. Horrible, raising the gun and flicking a switch, turning the freeze off and the unfreeze on. A jet of green emerged, hitting Silwen and the Master who began to stir.
"Relashio!" shouted the twins in unison, pointing their wands at the Master. Silwen flew out of his arms, landing near Eilonwy. "Petrificus totallus!" The Master froze again and fell to the ground.
When Silwen saw who she thought was the Dark Lord, she stood up and started to scurry away when he spoke in a laughing whisper.
"Silwen and Draco sitting in a tree, eating ice cream, happy as can be...First comes pecan, second comes vanilla, third comes a bludger!"
"Eilonwy?" mouthed Silwen, covering her shock and looking at the others. "Fred? George? ... Dr. Horrible."
"I never thought we'd ever help you, but seeing the shock on Malfoy's face was worth it. He's still in the manor, talking to his parents. He'll be out soon though, and ready to ki-"
"Hey, that's my job, embarrassing her," said Eilonwy, approaching the Master but looking at the twins. "Now, what shall we do with you, 'Tick-Tock'?" she murmured, fingering the knife. Then she smiled and transfigured the knife into a permanent marker. Kneeling down, she began to draw on his face and arms. Bunnies appeared, little leprechauns danced around a pot of gold, mismatched socks covered his nose, making the Master's eyes glow with fury.
"Er Dark Lord?" prodded Fred.
"Right. You, Master, are no longer needed. Leave now and never come back!"
The Master's face looked incredulous. "What did you say?" his face seemed to ask.
"I said leave now and never come back!" shouted Eilonwy triumphantly.
"Um, Dark Lord, he's frozen. He can't really leave now and n-"
"What is going on here?" cut a voice through the night. Cold. Angry. Worse than the Avada Kedavra itself. "Silwen come over here. Don't leave my side again."
Horrified, Silwen's legs dragged her over to the voice. When she bumped into him, his arm snaked around hers and clenched it. "I repeat, what is going on?"
"Lumos!" shouted George, suddenly afraid. The spell bringing light to the situation, it illuminated the faces of a second Voldemort, the entire Malfoy family, and Bellatrix.
"The-the Master was going to take me to Sunnydale, my Lord. Dr. Horrible and his assistants were only impeding him from doing so," whispered Silwen.
"What is this?" shrieked Bellatrix, looking back and forth between the two Dark Lords.
"Simple, Bellatrix. One of us is a metamorphmagus-an imposter that must be finished off," said Eilonwy in a very Voldemort-like manner. However, her skin looked like it was melting, changing, turning into a field mouse. "As much as I'd like to do that, I'd rather stay alive. Now that Silly is freer, I'm going to go. Bye, Silly! I'll see you soon! Keep in touch, yall," came a voice from the ground, dodging green jets from Voldemort's and Bellatrix' wands.
The distraction of Eilonwy also allowed Fred and George to be shoved outside the gate by Dr. Horrible. "GO!" he shouted at the twins. "I'll contact you when I need you again! Thanks for helping!"
Crack. The twins disapparated and Dr. Horrible returned to everyone else. Only, two people were missing. Voldemort and Silwen.