Finally, we meet the long awaited(hopefully) Master/Elizabeth! I'm actually quite pleased with how she turned out, hopefully you are too. Now on with the show!

"Hey, Theta?" Elizabeth called as she glared fiercely at the ceiling.

"Yes Lizzie?" The Doctor poked his head into the room, a look of concern plastered on his face.

"How do the atoms in this room combine in such a way that it is able to form solid objects perfectly? Usually, they would get one of the elements wrong and create a poisonous toxin that is unknown to man, yet the TARDIS gets it perfectly." She muttered as she stared at the ceiling.

"You are completely insane." The Doctor muttered as Elizabeth glanced at him.

"We live in a world where everyone has a moment where they question their sanity and possibly lose it. My moment is longer and more frequent, but that does not make me insane. It makes me brilliant." She stated as she turned back to the ceiling. "I've asked the TARDIS but she refuses to tell me. Always answers with 'Spoilers' and such."

"You do realize you're twelve and not a philosopher, right?" The Doctor asked as he sat near her feet, her short stature not taking up the whole couch.

"And you do realize that you are 987 years old and should've died centuries ago, correct? If not for regeneration, you'd be a pile of decomposed matter." She asked mockingly, still staring at the ceiling. "Actually, you'd be a hobbit. I really did love my laser screwdriver."

"Haha, very funny." The Doctor replied sarcastically as Elizabeth grinned and sat up, the glimmer of true insanity flickering in her eyes at the beat of her mental drum.

"I am, aren't I?"

"Actually, no. Now come along, we are going to go to Torchwood, Sexy needs to recharge." The Doctor stated, brushing off the imaginary dirt on his pants.

"Whatever Dad." Elizabeth replied sarcastically. "And if I go near that obnoxious walking pile of decaying time energy and alcohol one more time, I'm going to kill him." She stated as she reached for her sonic gun.

"You do realize he'll just come back in five minutes, right?" Elizabeth rolled her eyes as she jumped up and walked toward the door, but not before turning on her heel and staring at the Doctor's face.

"I'll find a way." She replied, her grey eyes darker than normal with just a little golden glow near the pupil. "Also, you owe me a new jacket."

The wheezing of the TARDIS echoed through the bustling city as it landed right next to a statue in the middle of city square. A man in a long coat that seemed like it was from the nineteen-hundreds knocked on the door, a bit impatiently as well.

"Get out of there and let her recharge in peace!"

"No! He's already outside; I can smell death! I refuse to-" The TARDIS door opened and Jack stumbled out of the way as the Doctor and an eleven year old girl tumbled out, landing in a pile of limbs in the center.

"See what happens when you tick her off?" The Doctor asked with superiority lacing his voice.

"Do you want to see what happens when you piss me off?" The girl asked as sparks literally flew off of her clenched fists.

Jack waited for a minute as he watched the two go at it. "Ahem." He cleared his throat, hopefully stopping the two that looked like they were going to rip the other's throat out.

"Ah, Jack, what a pleasant surprise. Lizzie-Beth, isn't great seeing Jack?" The Doctor asked, causing "Lizzie-Beth's" eye to twitch.

"I rather see him dying." She replied bitterly as Jack whistled.

"Ooh, kinky. So Doc, when'd you start picking them up this young?" The Doctor blushed profusely as Elizabeth reached into her pocket and pulled out her gun.

Noticing this, the Doctor snatched the gun from her hand and put it into one of his many pockets. "Don't you dare." He growled out as Lizzie-Beth glared at him.

"So, Lizzie-Beth-" Jack started but was cut off by a shock to his shoulder.

"It's the Master to you." She demanded fiercely as Jack nursed his wound.

"Then why does he get to call you Lizzie-"

"I will hurt you if you finish that sentence Jackson." The Master replied angrily as Jack smiled.

"Well, nothing turns me on like getting killed. Hey Doc, may-"

"Not in your wildest dreams Jack." The Doctor grumbled angrily as he glared at the younger girl.

"Oh trust me, I-"

"I'm going to have a look around, you two can get reacquainted with one another." The Master stalked off as she disappeared into the crowd.

"So is she-"

"Don't even think about it."

Elizabeth walked into a small shop that contained tons of clothes. And then she saw it.

"Thank Rassilion I stole the Doctor's wallet." She said with a grin as she walked in without a care in the world.

Outside, however, a girl in her mid-teens stared at the store sign. She had curly dark brown hair with small, dyed pieces of blue that scattered across her hair. Her intelligent blue eyes sparked in realization as she grinned as well. "Thank Rassilion I stole the Doctor's wallet." She muttered as she walked into the store, not noticing the pair of eyes staring at them from the alley.