She learned it the hard way. Some people were never meant to exist. Not even the Doctor wants her as a companion. But then the Master saves her from certain death and discovers that this human girl might be of more use to him than he expected.
Ranki...
A/N: I was with friends the whole last week, so I didn't find much time to write and also not to post anything. (I was busier tailoring my very own fancy vampire costume for Halloween xDDD ) It's my absoute favourite holiday! °v° I love everything spooky!
So, here is a new chapter, finally. Sorry for the wait. ;P
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Without speaking a single word of protest or surprise all the people in town bowed their knees and heads in the circle they had formed around us. No matter if man or woman or child.
Eerie was the silence that accompanied the scene, beautiful the blue dust raining down on all of them. The sky didn't break, even though I almost expected it. This wasn't real, I realized. In one way or the other.
"What have you done?" came the aghast protest of the Doctor, finally breaking the silence. He stood there as frozen as everyone else, although it seemed as if he was about to regain his composure.
The Master only gave him a nasty grin. "What I do best. Be master over them all." He laughed out loud and spread his arms dramatically, turning a slow circle around himself. "Look at it, Doctor! Isn't it pretty? Tell me it's pretty."
"You're insane! How do you control all of them?" The Doctor hurled forward, bumped against the Master and tried to grab the laser screwdriver. "Stop it and let them free!"
Both fought for the device, one as fierce as the other. The Doctor had a hand pressed against his face, the Master had two grabby hands wrapped around chest and arm. Not a single person around reacted to what was happening. And I didn't either, still too perplexed to comprehend the situation and not at all willing to step into a fight between the two.
"Get... him... off of me!" shouted the Master, gripping his screwdriver tighter when the Doctor got a sudden hold on it.
I spun around at the sound of shuffling boots, realizing that the crowd had started to move. The nearest men all reached their hands out and one got a hold of the Doctor's arm, another one grabbed his shoulder and soon he was held by at least five people. Even his inhuman strength didn't help anymore and so he resorted to grunting annoyed.
"Master! What the hell?"
Said Time Lord dusted himself off with a scowl, then let his laser screwdriver vanish inside his inner vest pocket. He straightened then and let his burning gaze wander over the scenery, a grin slowly spreading on his face. He dipped his head and giggled.
"Now, that was easier than expected. But seriously, Doctor, I would have thought higher of your intellect. Remember..." The Master stepped in front of the other man, thumbs hooked into his belt. "We used to be equals. We used to be on the same ground, one step ahead of the other. A game, no... no no no, a dance. And now look at you, still clueless, still not getting it. I'm disappointed."
The Doctor frowned at the grin, ceasing his struggles for good. "Done with the speech?" he grumbled through gritted teeth. "I don't need to know everything to see that you did something to those poor people." He let out a sigh and his eyes dropped. "After all that time."
