The Beginning of the End (Doctor Who)

Chap. 11

As the Doctor freezes, the other man pulls out what looks a lot like another sonic screwdriver, the Doctor lunging for it. The two fall onto the keyboard, wrestling. Missy grunts as she gets kicked. As they both stand up, you pull open a drawer from one of the storage units, finding some type of hammer.

As the Doctor stumbles backwards, you throw it at his forehead, knocking him out onto the keyboard. It feels good, you think, clenching your ring in a fist.

"Nice work, love." Missy nods, holding him up as the other man pulls out a wheelchair.

You notice the doors swinging, Nardole gone. Ah, well, there always has to be a coward everywhere you go. You smile, seeing the other two tying him up.

"Who are you?" You ask the man as he wheels him out of the room.

"Time Lords regenerate, dear." Missy explains, "he's a past face of mine, calls himself the Master."

You nod in understanding, noticing CyberBill following you onto the roof. You eyes light up as you see the smoke in the sky marking 1056. Behind the building, the sky is filled with the orange from a fire. Looking down, you see people in rows on the street being guided by the bag-heads.

"Can we kill him?" You ask, feeling all the annoyance of his good acts building up. The Master laughs while Missy smirks.

"Aren't you one of his goody-two-shoe, let's-save-the-universe companions?" He asks.

"Mmm, more of a charity act. And not by choice." You roll your eyes, placing one hand on the railing.

"You don't follow him around like a lost kitten?"

"Oh, please." You tsk, "I'd love to throw him off the roof." You pause, "though that's a bit boring."

"We could, depends on how many regenerations he's got left." Missy considers. "Oh, look, he's back."

The Doctor slowly blinks, looking up, appearing very dazed.

"How many times have you died?" The Master inquires.

"How many different ways?" Missy adds, the two circling him like sharks, almost as if rehearsed. You stay by the balcony, watching in amusement.

"Have you burned?" He wonders

"I know you've fallen." Missy notes.

"Have you drowned?"

"Have you felt the blade?"

"I suppose what we're really asking, my dear," The Master starts, exchanging a look with Missy at his side, "is, well-"

"Any requests?" You whisper, walking up and kneeling in front of him. But he passes out. "Shame" You sigh, standing up.

Missy smiles, pulling out a golden-looking device. An old-school song begins to play as she holds out a hand, pulling him in for a dance. The two interlock hands, her hand on his shoulder. You smile, rolling your eyes in slight amusement.

"So, I imagine you're the next one along, then?" The Master begins.

"Oh, I think so. I'm a bit hazy on the whole regeneration thing, I'm afraid."

"You mean, I'm going to turn into a woman and you don't even remember it happening?"

"Oh!" She smirks, "Am I woman now?"

"Well," He looks down, "Kind of, yeah."

He spins her, out. Missy holds out a hand, which you take as she twirls you, dropping your hand as she gets pulled back in.