The End of Time Part 1
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The Tardis materialises in the snowy landscape, and The Doctor and I step out. The Doctor is wearing a Stetson and a lei. I am wearing blue jeans, a black blouse and black sneakers, for running. I had some of my hair pulled back with a Tardis blue clip and the rest was hanging Sigma is waiting for us.
"Ah! Now, sorry. There you are. So, where were we? I was summoned, wasn't I? An Ood in the snow, calling to me. Well, I didn't exactly come straight here. Had a bit of fun, you know. Travelled about, did this and that. Got into trouble. You know me. It was brilliant. I saw the Phosphorous Carousel of the Great Magellan Gestadt, saved a planet from the Red Carnivorous Maw, named a galaxy Alison. Got married. That was a mistake. Good Queen Bess. And let me tell you, her nickname is no longer. Ahem. Anyway, what do you want?" The Doctor rambled.
"You should not have delayed." Ood Sigma told The Doctor. The Ood Sigma turned to me. "It is nice to see you again, Susan." I nodded my head in respect.
"The last time I was here you said my song would be ending soon, and I'm in no hurry for that." The Doctor said.
"You will come with me." The Ood said.
"Hold on. Better lock the Tardis." The Doctor points a remote key at the Tardis. The door locks and the light flashes at it beeps. " See? Like a car. I locked it like a car. Like. It's funny. No? Little bit? Blimey, try to make an Ood laugh. So how old are you now, Ood Sigma? Ah."
I looked in the direction of which The Doctor was looking. We see the Ood city.
"Magnificent. Oh, come on, that is splendid. You've achieved all this in how long?" I asked.
"One hundred years." Ood Sigma replied.
"Then we've got a problem. Because all of this is way too fast. Not just the city, I mean your ability to call me. Reaching all the way back to the twenty first century. Something's accelerating your species way beyond normal." The Doctor said.
"And the Mind of the Ood is troubled."
I raised an eyebrow. "Why, what's happened?"
"Every night, Doctor, every night we have bad dreams."
We entered the Ood council room and sat down, sitting in a circle in an ice cave.
"Returning, returning, returning, it is slowly returning through the dark and the fire and the blood. Always returning, returning to this world. It is returning, and he is returning, and they are returning, but too late. Too late. Far too late. He has come." The elder Ood said.
"Sit with the Elder of the Ood and share the dreaming." Sigma told us.
"So. Right. Hallo."
"You will join. You will join. You will join. You will join. You will join. You will join. You will join." Ood Sigma said.
The Doctor and I link hands with the Ood and sees the laughing face, The Master. I tensed.
The elder started talking. "He comes to us every night. I think all the peoples of the universe dream of him now.
"That man is dead." The Doctor said.
"There is yet more. Join us. Events are taking shape. So many years ago, and yet changing the now. There is a man." The elder said.
The Master laughed again.
The Ood showed us Donna's home, with Wilf looking frightened. "So scared." The elder Ood said to us.
"Wilfred." I exclaimed. "Haven't seen him yet."
"Is he all right?" The Doctor asked the Ood.
"What about Donna, is she safe?" I asked.
"You should not have delayed, for the lines of convergence are being drawn across the Earth. Even now, the king is in his Counting house." The Doctor and I are given images of a black man and his daughter being photographed.
"I don't know who they are." The Doctor said.
"And there is another. The most lonely of all, lost and forgotten." We see a woman in a cage. Lucy Saxon.
"The Master's wife." The Doctor commented.
"We see so much, but understand little. The woman in the cage, who is she?" Ood Sigma asked us.
"She was. It wasn't her fault, she was. The Master, he's a Time Lord, like me. I can show you." The Doctor shows the Ood images from Last of the Time Lords.
"The Master took the name of Saxon. He married a human, a woman called Lucy. And he corrupted her. She stood at his side while he conquered the Earth. I reversed everything he'd done so it never even happened, but Lucy Saxon remembered. I held him in my arms. I burnt his body. The Master is dead." The Doctor told the Ood.
"And yet, you did not see." The elder Ood told The Doctor.
"What's that?"
The Ood showed us The Master's laughing face again. Then the vision switched to a woman picking up the Master's signet ring.
"Part of him survived. We have to go!" The Doctor exclaimed.
"But something more is happening, Doctor, Susan. The Master is part of a greater design, because a shadow is falling over creation. Something vast is stirring in the dark. The Ood have gained this power to see through time, because time is bleeding. Shapes of things once lost are moving through the veil, and these events from years ago threaten to destroy this future, and the present, and the past."
The Doctor looked at me, confused. "What do you mean?"
"This is what we have seen, Doctor. The darkness heralds only one thing." Ood Sigma said.
Together all the Ood chorused. "The end of time itself."
The Doctor grabs my hand and we run outside and back to the Tardis.
In our minds we hear The elder Ood say, " Events that have happened are happening now."
"What's going on?" I yelled, over the noises of the Tardis as we got thrown around.
"She knows what's going to happen." The Doctor said back. "I guess she doesn't want me to regenerate either."
I held onto the control console with my left and and grabbed The Doctor's hand in my right. "No you won't. You won't regenerate."
"Susan." The Doctor said. "Don't you dare. Don't you dare give up your regenerations for mine."
"But-"
"No." The Doctor said. Then the cloister bell tolled, warning us of immediate danger, and we landed with a thud. "Well." The Doctor said, licking his dry mouth. "Lets go find The Master."
We entered an abandoned work site. The Doctor and I are standing on a small cliff. The Doctor sniffs deeply. The Master does the same, then picks up an iron bar and starts hitting an oil drum in a rhythm of four beats and a rest. The Doctor and I hear it and run through piles of girders on the dockside until we see the Master up against the skyline. The Master does his Incredible Hulk impression then leaps into the air.
"Dammit." I mumbled. The Doctor and I give chase. The Master waits for us on a pile of girders, and his skeleton briefly flashes.
"Please, let me help. You're burning up your own life force." The Doctor pleaded. We run again, then Wilf appears in our way, with the rest of his crew close behind.
"Oh, my gosh, Doctor, Susan! You're a sight for sore eyes." Wilfred said.
"Out of my way!" The Doctor looks around but the Master is nowhere to be seen.
"Did we do it? Is that him?" A man asks.
"Tall and thin, big brown coat." Someone else said.
"The Silver Cloak. It worked. Because Wilf phoned Netty, who phoned June, and her sister lives opposite Broadfell, and she saw the police box, and her neighbour saw this man heading east." A women said.
"Wilfred?" The Doctor said, eyeing the group uncertainly.
"Yeah?"
"Have you told them who I am? You promised me."
"No, I just said you were a doctor, that's all. And might I say, sir, it is an honour to see you again." Wilf salutes.
"Oh, but you never said he was a looker. He's gorgeous. Take a photo." The women said, taking a photo of The Doctor.
"Not bad, eh? Me next." A man said.
"I'm Minnie. Minnie the Menace. It's a long time since I had a photo with a handsome man." The same women said.
"Just get off him. Leave him alone, will you?" Wilfred told the crowd.
"Hush, you old misery. Come on, Doctor. Give us a smile. That's it." She pressed the button. The Doctor and I glanced at each other and The Doctor sighed in my mind, Humans. I smirked, standing to the side laughing at the whole scene.
"Hold on. Did it flash?"
"No, there's a blue light. Try again."
"I'm all fingers and thumbs."
"We're really kind of busy, you know." The Doctor said, uncomfortably.
"Oh, it won't take a tick. Keep smiling." Minnie gives the Doctor's bottom a squeeze.
"Is that your hand, Minnie?" The Doctor asked.
"Good boy." Minnie replied. I looked at Wilfrid and smirked.
Sometime later, the minibus drops the Doctor, Wilf, and me off. "Come on, then. Here we are, hurry up. Bye. You behave, bye." The minibus drives off with the rest of the Silver Cloak. "Over here, come on."
"What's so special about this place? We passed fifteen cafés on the way." The Doctor asked.
"Yeah. Afternoon." Donna's grandfather said.
After we ordered what we wanted to eat, we sat down at a table next to the window. "Oh, we had some good times, didn't we though? I mean, all those ATMOS things, and planets in the sky, and me with that paint gun. I keep seeing things, Doctor. This face at night."
"Who are you?" The Doctor asked.
"I'm Wilfred Mott." Donna's grandfather said, eyeing me to see if something was up with The Doctor.
"No. People have waited hundreds of years to find me and then you manage it in a few hours."
Donna's grandfather shrugged. "Well, I'm just lucky I suppose."
"No, we keep on meeting, Wilf. Over and over again like something's still connecting us."
"What's so important about me?"
"Exactly. Why you? I'm going to die." The Doctor said.
"Well, so am I, one day." Wilf said, thinking nothing of it.
"Don't you dare." The Doctor scrolled.
"All right, I'll try not to."
"But I was told. He will knock four times. That was the prophecy. Knock four times, and then-"
"Yeah, but I thought, when I saw you before, you said your people could change, like, your whole body." Wilf said, confused.
"I can still die. If I'm killed before regeneration, then I'm dead. Even then, even if I change, it feels like dying. Everything I am dies. Some new man goes sauntering away, and I'm dead. What?"
Wilf has spotted Donna outside in the street getting out of her car. "Donna!" I yelled, getting up and running out of the store, leaving Wilf and The Doctor to catch up. I looked both ways before running across the street. "Donna!"
Donna turns and a smile breaks out. "Susan!" Donna throws her arms around me and hugs me tightly. We pull away, both smiling. "Susan, guess what?"
"What?" I asked. Donna showed me her right hand. It had a engagement ring on it. I squealed and said, "Congratulations!" And hugged her again.
"Donna?" A man said, coming over to us. "Who's this?"
Donna smiled. "Shaun, meat Susan Jane Anderson, my Maid of Honor."
"What?" I asked at the same time as Shaun.
"The Susan Jane Anderson?" Shaun asked, awed.
"Maid of Honour?" I asked, my eyes wide.
"Yeah." Donna said. "I planned it all out. You're the maid of honour, Martha, Sarah Jane, Rani, Gwen and two of my normal friends-"
"Hey!" I said, interrupting.
"Are bridesmaids." Donna smiled but finished.
I smiled. "Of course I will be your Maid of Honour."
Donna smiled at me then her eyes wandered to behind me. "Hello Doctor."
I turned around to see The Doctor and Wilf walking up. "Doctor?" Shaun asked. "The Doctor?"
Donna looked at Shaun and smiled. "Yes."
"You told him about us?" The Doctor asked.
"Well of course I did." Donna said. "You two changed my life, for the better. You made me who I am. Of course my hubby- to- be is going to hear about you."
"When is the wedding?" The Doctor asked.
"In the spring." Shaun answered. "The perfect time to get married."
I smiled. "Good luck." I glanced at The Doctor. "We have some things to get done, then we'll time hop to your wedding."
"What about the bridal shower?" Donna asked. "And all those practices."
"Of course I'll be there." I told Donna.
We hugged and I shook hands with Shaun. I leaned close to his right ear and whispered, "If you ever hurt her, don't think that I won't break your neck." I pulled back to see his terrified face. He nodded and got in the car as fast as he could. I smirked.
Donna sighed. "I hope you didn't scare him."
"Just gave him some encouragement." I told Donna. We hugged again and Donna got in the car and the car drove away. The Doctor looked at me strangely. "What?" I asked, defensive.
And so it came to pass that the players took their final places, making ready the events that were to come. The madman sat in his empire of dust and ashes, little knowing of the glory he would achieve. While his saviour looked upon the wilderness, in the hope of changing his inevitable fate. Far away, the idiots and fools dreamt of a shining new future. A future now doomed to never happen. As Earth rolled onwards into night, the people of that world did sleep, and shiver, somehow knowing that dawn would bring only one thing. The final day.
It is night time. The Doctor and I walk towards the Master, who fires bolts of energy at us from his hands. He misses, his shots were really poor, and sets fires burning behind us. The third try hits the Doctor squarely in the chest, stopping him moving forward. "Doctor!" I yelled. Then The Master hit me in the chest also. I fell to the ground in pain. Susan! The Doctor yelled in my mind.
The Master catches The Doctor, then lets him fall to the ground. "I had estates. Do you remember my father's land back home? Pastures of red grass, stretching far across the slopes of Mount Perdition. We used to run across those fields all day, calling up at the sky. Look at us now." Then The Master turned to me. "And you. I don't remember you being a Time Lady."
"Leave her alone." The Doctor growled as The Master leaned down to wipe strands of hair behind my ear. I flinched at the contact. All that eloquence. But how many people have you killed?"
The Master turned back to The Doctor. "I am so hungry."
"Your resurrection went wrong. That energy. Your body's ripped open. Now you're killing yourself." The Doctor said.
"That human Christmas out there. They eat so much. All that roasting meat, cakes and red wine. Hot, fat, blood, food. Pots, plates of meat, and flesh, and grease, and juice, and baking, burnt, sticky hot skin. Hot. It's so hot."
"Stop it."
"Sliced. Sliced. Sliced."
"Stop it." I yelled at The Master. The Master didn't even look at me. He only had eyes for The Doctor.
"It's mine. It's mine. It's mine to eat and eat and eat."
"Stop it. What if I ask you for help? There's more at work tonight than you and me."
"Oh yeah?"
"I've been told something is returning." The Doctor said, through gritted teeth.
The Master smiled madly. "And here I am."
"No, something more."
"But it hurts." The Master whimpered.
"I was told the end of time." The Doctor whispered.
"It hurts. Doctor, the noise. The noise in my head, Doctor. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. Stronger than ever before. Can't you hear it?" The Master said, pointing to his head.
"I'm sorry."
"Listen, listen, listen, listen. Every minute, every second, every beat of my hearts, there it is, calling to me. Please listen."
"I can't hear it." The Doctor said, shaking his head.
"Listen." The Master growled. The Master mind-melds with the Doctor. The Doctor and I hear the beats and pulls away. I grabbed my head in pain.
"What?" The Master asked.
"But." The Doctor said, amazed that The Master was telling the truth.
"What!"
"I heard it. But there's no noise. There never has been. It's just your insanity. What is it? What's inside your head?"
"It's real. It's real. It's real!" The Master stood, laughing and flies off. The Doctor helps me up and we run after him. I was getting out of breath and I felt a sharp pain in the side of my stomach, I winced thinking I needed more practice running. I had been too lazy lately and going to calmer places before I knew we had to go to the Ood planet.
"All these years, you thought I was mad. King of the wasteland. But something is calling me, Doctor. What is it? What is it? What is it?"
A bright light shines down on the Master, then a second one illuminates the Doctor. A pair of SAS types come down on ropes, grab the Master and inject him with something to knock him out. Then a second helicopter comes over me and lights up my area. I am a few feet from The Doctor.
"Don't!" The Doctor yells.
Others fire their guns at the Doctor to make him stay back, and the Master is hoisted up into the helicopter. The Doctor runs in that direction.
"Let him go!"
Distracted I didn't notice the men coming down for me. I only knew when they grabbed me. "Doctor!" I yelled.
The Doctor turns around to see me struggling against two men in black suits. "Susan!" The Doctor yelled. Something jams into my neck, making me cry out in pain and my vision gets blurry. "Susan!" The Doctor yells again.
I stay awake long enough to see The Doctor shot in the back and fall to the ground.
I woke up strapped down to a board. I looked around and saw the control room and the device that would bring back the Time Lords in the far centre of the room. I slowly blinked the sleep out of my eyes.
"If you would, Mister Danes." Naismith said. Danes the butler removes the gag from the Master. He is otherwise securely fastened to a large chair-like structure.
"I'm starving." The Master commented.
"You've my daughter to thank for this. It's all her idea. She heard rumours of Harold Saxon, his disciples, his return. It's the sort of thing she finds rather thrilling."
"And I was right. He's back. The very man we need, and he's here. Oh, this is going to be wonderful." The daughter puts her hands together, pleased.
Susan! The Doctor said in my mind.
Doctor! Where the hell are you? I asked.
Coming. I have Wilf with me. Don't start, his daughter was annoying him.
Doctor, The Master- I started.
I know. The Doctor said. Is a Nansmith with you?
Yeah. Him and his daughter. The daughter is every bit of evil that of father.
Don't worry Susan, I'm coming.
Joshua and Abigail Naismith entered the room, followed by the Master in a strait-jacket.
"Ah, Miss. Anderson." Mr. Naismith said coming over to me. "How lovely of you to come here today."
"I didn't exactly have a choice." I spat.
"Well, you are perfect bait for The Doctor. Do you know what we are doing?" I nodded and Mr. Naismith said, "Demonstrate."
Electricity surges across the Gate.
"Oh, that's not from Earth." The Master said, eyeing the machine.
"And neither are you or Miss. Anderson. A perfect combination, don't you think?"
"Er, excuse me, sir. If I could check the basement? We're getting fluctuation on the power cords." A scientist asked.
"Of course." Mr. Naismith waved his hand, signalling them it was okay to leave.
"Miss Adams, if you could bring the calibration statistics." The two scientists leave.
"The Gate was found inside a spaceship buried at the foot of Mount Snowdon. It was moved to an institute known as Torchwood, but when Torchwood fell, let's just say I acquired it." Naismith explained to The Master and me.
The Master smiled. "I like you."
"Thank you."
"You'd taste great."
Mr. Naismith turned to Mr. Danes. "Mister Danes?"
"The visitor will be given food." Mr. Danes said. The footmen bring in a covered dish. It is an entire large roast chicken. The Master rips it to pieces and devours it without ceremony in triple quick time.
"Anyway, the device came equipped with it's own power supply. A Nuclear Bolt. One technician remains in charge of the feedback twenty four hours a day, and the power feeds through to the Gate, where it encourages some sort of cellular regeneration. Miss Collins was our test subject. She carried some burns as a result of an accident when she was a child, down her left side. If you could?"
Miss Collins steps forward and shows her left arm.
"The Gate mended her. Thank you." Miss. Collins left.
"But what do you want it for?" The Master asked.
"We calculate that if this device can be fully repaired by your good self, it can restore the body forever. Hence it's given title. The Immortality Gate. Because that's what I want. Not for me, but for my daughter. I want her never to die. My gift to her. She will be immortal." Mr. Naismith said, rubbing her daughters chin.
"Abigail. It means bringer of joy."
The Tardis materialises in the stable block. The Master and I smell it.
"Better get to work." The Master said, flexing his fingers and begins to type on the keyboard.
Doctor! The Master is doing something to a machine that is not from earth!
Susan! Don't worry. I'm coming!
You said that a half and hour ago!
"Miss Adams, we're getting encouraging results from the ratio-fold back. Can you confirm?" The scientist that I knew to be a green alien said.
"The man's a miracle. All the systems are slotting back into place." Came the reply. "The shatter threads have harmonised, the fibre links intensified and the multiple overshot have triplicated."
"Miss Adams? If you'll just excuse me." The Alien women said and left.
"Now, please don't imagine I'm a slave-driver. We can resume work on Boxing Day, Mister Saxon." Mr. Naismith said.
"My name is the Master." He presses enter and the lights dim. A wormhole develops inside the Gate.
"Oh, excellent. Excellent! Mister Danes?"
"The visitor will be restrained."
"What? But I repaired it." The Master said.
"I'm not an idiot. Don't let him anywhere near that thing."
Danes locks the Master back into his strait jacket. "Your reputation precedes you, sir. I have no doubt you've laid traps. Perhaps explosives. A means of escape, or murder. But everything you've done to the Gate will be checked and double-checked before anyone stands inside."
"But it's time for the broadcast. The President's grand initiative. You might want to see this, sir. Proof that the human race can mend it's own problems."
"And now, anticipation is rising as we go live to Washington. Here, on Christmas Day, the President has promised an instant and radical solution to the worldwide depression. Barack Obama will lead us all into a new age of prosperity." I heard the broadcaster say. I wasn't faced to the television.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the President of the United States." A woman said.
"I'd like to speak briefly about the state of our economy-" Obama started.
Suddenly The Doctor and Wilf ran into the room. "Turn the Gate off right now!"
I smiled and said, "Well, that took bloody long." I said, annoyed. "Oh. Now I'm rude and sarcastic. Nice. Still breaking it in."
"At arms!" Danes said, ignoring me.
"No, no, no, no, no. Whatever you do, just don't let him near that device!" The Doctor yelled.
"Oh, like that was ever going to happen." The Master throws off the strait jacket and leaps over their heads on pillars of energy from his hands, into the Gate. "Homeless, was I? Destitute and dying? Well, look at me now." The Master started laughing.
"Deactivate it. All of you, turn the whole thing off!" Danes yelled.
The Master continued laughing.
"He's inside my head." Mr. Nan Smith said, shaking his head a bit.
"Get out of there!" The Doctor yelled at the Humans. The Master's blast of energy knocks the Doctor down.
"Doctor!" I yelled.
"Doctor! Doctor, there's, there's this face." Wilf said, panicking.
The Doctor turns and faces Wilf. "What is it? What can you see?"
"Well, it's him. I can see him." Wilf explained, scared.
On the T.V. a broadcaster was saying. "There's something wrong. It seems to be affecting the President." The President of the United States has his face in his hands. The Doctor goes to the computer and tries to shut down the Gate.
"I can't turn it off."
"That's because I locked it, idiot." The Master said, smirking madly.
A technician in the cubicles was banging on the door, waiting to be noticed "Wilfred! Get inside. Get him out." The Doctor enters one of a pair of glass sided cubicles, and Wilfred swaps places with a technician in the other. "Just need to filter the levels."
"Oh, I can see again! He's gone."
"Radiation shielding. Now press the button. Let me out." The Doctor said.
"You what?" Wilf asked.
"I can't get out until you press the button. That button there." Wilf does. Wilf's cubicle is now Locked and the Doctor's is Open.
"Fifty seconds and counting." The Master said, smiling broadly.
"To what?" The Doctor asked.
The Master smirked. "Oh, you're going to love this."
While Donna's grandfather is talking on his cell phone, The Doctor asks, "What is it, hypnotism? Mind control. You're crafting your thoughts inside them, is that it?"
"Oh, that's way too easy. No, no, no. They're not going to think like me, they're going to become me. And, zero!" A blast of energy moves out from the Master and the Gate, and spreads across the entire planet. Everyone's face becomes blurred except for Wilf, The Doctor and mine.
"You can't have." The Doctor said, shocked.
"What is it?" Wilf said, looking around in panic at all the Masters. "What is it? What have you done, you monster?" Wilf asks, horrified.
"Oh, I'm sorry, are you talking to me?" The Master asked.
"Or to me?" The Naismith-Master asked.
"Or to me?" The Abigail-Master asked us.
"Or to me?"
"Or to us?" The security guards asked.
"Breaking news. I'm everyone. And everyone in the world is me!" The Master on the T.V. said in women's clothing.
"I'm President. President of the United States. Look at me!" The audience of Master's applauds him. "Ooo, financial solution. Deleted. Ha ha!"
"The human race was always your favourite, Doctor. But now, there is no human race. There is only the Master race." The Master began laughing madly.
And so it came to pass, on Christmas Day, that the human race did cease to exist. But even then, the Master had no concept of his greater role in events. For this was far more than humanity's end.
This day was the day upon which the whole of creation would change forever. This was the day the Time Lords returned.
For Gallifrey!
For victory!
For the end of time itself!
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