The Beginning of the End (Doctor Who)

Chap. 54

The stars vanish one after another, sending your mind spinning. Everything turns to fog. No up, no down, no right, no left. No gravity. The feeling only lasts a second before you feel slammed onto hard metal ground.

You immediately get on the defensive, but stay low. Identify your surroundings. Find whose responsible. Execute them.

The first thing you notice is the dim pillars. Actually, the whole room has a very cold, dark vibe, one your foggy mind can't quite place. The second thing you notice is a TARDIS counsel. That seems to be the one thing that makes sense. The third thing you notice is the woman giving you a very cold look.

Short wavy blonde hair, dark smoky eye shadow, blood red lipstick. She's wearing a dark purple trench coat with engraved Gallifreyan. Her shirt is low cut & red with a black shirt beneath, along with black trousers and heels. Now you know it's not the Doctor.

The fourth thing you notice is the slightly thinner concentration of oxygen. Wherever you are, it isn't your Universe.

The woman approaches you with an aura of power, causing you to get on your feet immediately. That's when you notice something else. The center of gravity seems to be off, pushing you down just a little more.

"How did you get in here?" She demands, her tone cutting through the air like sharp ice. Even the accent matches.

"I'm thinking Huon particles, though the odds of that are one in... a very, very high number." You shrug, showing no signs of being intimidated. You continue to feel the air, waving a hand to feel gravity's effects.

In a flash she has a knife to your neck, holding you extremely tight against her in a position where you can't see her face.

"Who are you?"

You smile, snapping your fingers to pull out your knife and holding it to the back of her throat in a very unique position.

"Call me your equal." You say in a low tone, then sigh. Giving the handle a quick squeeze you hold it up to see the result. "And you are..."

She pulls away, walking to stand in front of you. The woman leans in very close, whispering into your ear.

"Call me Master."

You reveal your identity in a similar fashion.

"Call me Darkness."

"Didn't I push you into a sun a few centuries back?" She thinks aloud.

Master... Missy, Mistress... if the Master is wearing the Doctors face... and you would certainly remember being killed in such a dramatic fashion...

"Oh bloody hell." You exclaim, sending the knife back to the protection of your boot.

"I don't know who you are, but however you got into my TARDIS, you're going to tell me. Right. Now." She looks directly into your eyes, placing a very soft kiss on your lips.

The room sways, sending you stumbling to grab onto her shoulder.

"Damn you're clever." You laugh. Hallucinogenic lipstick, she has control of your mind, what you see & experience. It's really not a problem, if your suspicions are correct then there really isn't much you can tell her anyway.

The surroundings shift as she whispers something in your ear. You're standing in a pitch black void, no up or down. It's no use to try & see your hand, you see far more light with your eyes closed. That's exactly what you do. Inky blackness will drive even a Time Lord over the edge of sanity.

"Already done this." You call, knowing she's somewhere close. "Space, if you can call it that, beyond the borders of our Universe, where everything does & does not exist. It's a bit amateur, don't you think?"