She is on her honey moon with her wife, a beautiful woman called Melixta, who happens to be a heiress. Melixta is beautiful and gentle, the Master finds she loves her and her beautiful indigo skin. She has always loved beautiful things. Even if she can´t help destroying them.
When she kills her, The Master thinks she will be very gentle with this delicate woman . Kind. She can be kind when she puts her mind on it.
Eventually , inevitably, as every night, her thoughts go back to him. The Doctor is quiet has been running a lot lately.
As in cue, the universe chooses that moment for the Doctor´s anguish and pain slamming at her in the form of a terrible scream that goes on for too long to be his usual self pity and guilt.
Something is wrong.
The Doctor is not only wallowing in self hatred, someone is actually hurting him. She concentrates and senses the methodical a physic attack as the Doctor´s carefully erected walls, fall apart. Whatever it is, is digging in all his scars opening them open to make them bleed again, with the Doctor fight back in desperation and fear.
She suddenly is furious.
They are Gallyfreyan, the mightiest race in all Universe. How dare anyone else, treat someone as magnificent as a Time Lord like that? Besides, the Doctor is hers. To torture, to break, to defeat. No one else.
The Doctor screams louder than ever , as darkness surrounds his very own essence . He is not fighting back anymore. The element of surprise always important in her games with the Doctor so she has been hiding but in the second he gives up she breaks her walls and tries to reach him. She shudders as she is violently slammed out, not by the Doctor, but by what is hurting him. She tries again, but this time, she finds someone completely different. Or something. Something that recognize her as a Time Lady.
The TARDIS.
"HELP HIM" the TARDIS demands from her and The Master is part relief and part annoyed to be ordered like that.
"You know who I am? And still want my help?" she questions, because there is no way the TARDIS has forgotten about her.
"You are the Master. You are my thief´s oldest friend and enemy. You stole me and hurt me. But my thief is hurting and you are Time Lady and you can help him. Help him."
" Then come over, and pick me up you old rusty bucket. And say Please, Master." She replies, arrogant as ever.
"Please Master" The TARDIS easily replies, and that takes the fun out of it, because even if it is sentient, it does not really have a sense of pride and humiliating her serves no purpose. She feels foolish for a second and tells her to hurry up, as the Doctor distress grows.
When she comes back to her senses, Melixta is lying dead next to her, with a broken neck. So much for being gentle. Carefully closes the lifeless purple eyes and stands up, quickly dressing in a couple of black pants and white simple t-shirt. With a second thought she grabs the blue dress and keeps it in her purse, grabs her long beige coat, a late gift from Melixta.
A couple of minutes later , The TARDIS materialize, it´s cloister bell ringing and the TARDIS is wailing in panic. It´s door open wide with a snap and she enters.
"Please Master " The TARDIS pleads again and she closes the door , walks towards the console, looking at the coordinates.
Bosphoriatux. A human planet. Year 405,012.
It is always humans with the Doctor, isn´t it?
She takes the breaks out as the TARDIS flies into the vortex.
They better hurry. She is getting a headache