Up the instant The Master felt life was sucked out of him. He felt on his knees. Then face down. Life was at last running away from him. He never dared admit it, he's always managed to live again and again, but eventually all he has ever wished for, all he has ever could do was death. Only he has always made others' beforehand. The only death he's failed was his. Now that mistake was fixed. A thousand years mistake. Tears started to run. Now he thinks of it, while he can still do, he should have died since the beginning. So much horror and pointlessness could have been prevented. No drums, no Death's servant, no broken hearts, no killer filled with jealousy and resent. Well he no longer could change all that now, could he? He just could wait for his dear mistress Death. Sure she'll laugh at him.
Alison POV
"Doctor! We still can watch over lightning when we are safe in the Tardis!"
"But Alison! That's not the same!"
"Oh come on! We're almost there! See? "
The Doctor saw it indeed. The Tardis' doors wide open. Impossible. Unless… He rushed in fright.
"No, that can't be!"
"What?" Alison asked him.
He didn't hear her.
"What can't be?" She followed him and she saw it: the Master lying dead.
Why? She wondered. What happened? Did an alien or another honorable samurai drop in? So why the doors were wide open and as clean as her mother's house? Then she remembered what the Doctor told. The Master can't go out of the Tardis, he will die otherwise. So…did he do it himself? Did he commit suicide? He's repeated to her he couldn't bear to live here anymore and someday he would find a way to leave. She'd never have imagined that kind of way.
Doctor POV
He held his friend and shouted.
"Master! Master! What have you done?"
No response.
"Wake up please!"
One eye slowly opened up.
"Yes…no need to shout. I'm dying but not deaf." A firm yet so far away voice answered.
The Doctor's hearts skipped a beat.
"What did cross your mind? Why did you go out?" He demanded while his vision began to blur.
"Don't you already know the answer?" The Master smirked.
"Will you stop parroting!"
Actually the Doctor already knew the answer but was hoping for another one.
"Tell me it was an accident…"
"Why you want me to lie, dear Doctor? Like you?"
"What does that mean?"
"Please, don't be an idiot in addition to a liar. The great and powerful Doctor… always acting like a loveable person without even knowing what love is."
"That's not true!" Alison intervened.
"Oh look, your new fiancée wants to prove she's worth." The Master mocked.
Alison didn't know what to reply. The Master gazed at her.
"No…she's right. You know love…that filthy love you feel for your BLOODY COMPANIONS!"
He glared right into the Doctor's eyes. That latter could see blood tears coming out of the Master's. He had come later that he had thought. His friend's body was already breaking down. It was a miracle he could still yell like that.
"You…you're jealous?" the Doctor asked wide-eyes.
"Dear…so clever… and yet…not able to guess… the obvious… before…. a thousand… years …"
The Master's voice was fading away more and more.
"No! No! Stay with me, don't leave me!"
"Please…you have… a companion now…proper one…"
"What do you mean, proper?" Alison asked.
"Any…one…but me…"
She gasped at that reply.