Kidnapping the Heroes

Chapter 13

"So, Doctor, you excited?" Julia asked him as they walked down the halls, the girl keeping a firm grip on his chains.

"Well it all depends, really." The Doctor asked, not answering the question. He was actually quite scared, seeing as the others winced a little as she returned each time.

"Don't worry. It'll be great. For me, anyways." Julia said, laughing at her own joke. They reached a door, like all the others had, and pushed him inside. He landed with a thump, and turned his head to look back at her.

"Sorry for leaving you like this. I'll watch in my room. Don't worry though. You know the guy in charge." Julia waved before slamming the door. The Doctor sat up and looked around the small, grey room. Besides the door, there was absolutely nothing in here. He wasn't even completely sure how there was light in here.

"So. This a new incarnation? I liked the old one better." A voice came from the opposite corner, and the Doctor tensed in recognition.

"Hello, Koschei." The Doctor greeted him, not turning around. The Master smiled at The Doctor's tense body, and walked slowly up behind him.

"Did you miss me?" Master asked, bending down to the Doctor's ear and whispering the question. The Doctor stood still.

"No. Not really. I was having a nice time, traveling, you and Julia had to ruin it." The Doctor jibed, getting back his ability to speak. The Master simply grinned, before pressing his foot on the other man's back, and pushing the Doctor down, making him land on his face. He kept his foot there, not letting him get up.

"You say you have new friends? Julia told me their names. What was it? The Ponds? Yes. Amy and Rory Pond. It'd be a shame if something were to," He pressed harder on the Doctor's back.
"Happen, to them. Don't you think?" The Master sneered when the Doctor squirmed at that part.

"Don't you dare lay a finger on them!" The Doctor yelled, trying to pick his head off the floor, which was proving difficult considering he couldn't really move with the Master's foot on his back.

"What about Miss. Martha Jones? Or that Donna, she seemed interesting. You're picking up quite a bit of new 'friends', Doctor. Do you really forget that easily? What about Ace? Sarah Jane? Or that one girl, Rose?" The Doctor froze when he mentioned Rose.

"I say you need a way to remember all your old friends, eh? Don't worry. I've got a sure fire way for you to never forget them." There was a noise, and the next thing he knew, his chains around his arms were gone, leaving his backside exposed. He could have gotten up, bucked the Master off, but for some reason, he could only wriggle. Squirm. Only lift his head slightly off the ground. Basically, he was stuck on the floor.

"Yes, this is a grand idea." The Master muttered, fiddling with something else. The Doctor couldn't see what, but soon there was a ripping noise. The Master was cutting his jacket apart. Ripping and cutting, till all the tweed was gone. Then the suspenders, cut in half, then his bowtie, cut off in the back, and finally his shirt, leaving him completely bared chest.

"Hm, I guess I'll start off with your oldest friend." The Master said out loud. The Doctor got no warning before the Master started writing into his back with the knife, writing something he couldn't tell because of the pain. He screamed, tried to throw him off, but he couldn't move. The Master finished what he wrote, and looked down at his craftmanship. His own name shone back up at him, covered in blood. Then he wrote another name.

The Doctor was pretty sure he knew this one. As he screamed at the pain, he felt an S being drawn. Another S, an a...

Susan.

The Doctor understood now. The Master was carving all his companions names into him, so he would never 'forget'. It was actually, an emotional torture more than physical, even though it stilled hurt like fire in the pits of Hades.

One by one, the Master wrote all the names. Ian Chesterfield, Romana, Ace, Astrid Peth, Mikey Smith, K-9, Wilfred, all of them. The Master eventually had to turn the Doctor over and write on his chest, since his back was filled out. His arms were written on as well. His current ones, and all the ones the Master mentioned were on here as well. The Doctor let out pain filled cries and yells each time the Master took another name, until finally, the Doctor layed on his back, all but one part of him that had yet to be touched. The Master stood over him, his tie loosened and a knife dripping blood in his hand. He grinned at the Doctor.

"Best for last." He said, slightly out of breath.

All the Doctor could do was wince and whimper as the Master wrote the the last name, starting at his left heart and ending at his right one.

ROSE TYLER.

He didn't even need to look down to know what was written. He would recognize Rose's name anywhere. It just put him in even more pain than he was.

"You could've stayed with her, you know." The Master said from somewhere above the Doctor. He rolled his head to the side, his eyes close.

"All that Bad Wolf blood still inside her, glowing and messing with her cells, she's basically a god. Wouldn't have aged unless she wanted to." The Master continued talking, using a piece of the Doctor's torn shirt to clean the knife.

The Doctor opened his eyes wearily and looked at the Master.

"Aw, don't you look pitiful?" The Master mocked at him, using a tone that would be used for a child. The Doctor watched as the Master put his blazer back on and straighten his tie. He stood in front of the Doctor.

"Well, I'm going to leave you here to bask in your failures and misery. Have fun." He kicked the Doctor straight in the chest, making the other man groan and curl in on himself, before walking out, taking the light as he did.

The Doctor layed there, in the dark and in pain. His dignity gone, bad and broken memories reopened, and a mind full of thoughts of better things he could have done.
~

Julia smiled at the live feed of the broken Time Lord, before skipping down the hall to her favorite room.
"Hey guys! What's new? Pft, nothing, you're all my prisoners. " The girl said, looking at everyone cheerfully.

"Where's the Doctor?" A brave little Merlin asked.

"Oh. He's been taken cared of. Don't worry." Julia reassurance did nothing at all.

"Oh gods, did you kill him!?" Percy yelled.

"Of course not! I don't go as low as killing! Unless I don't like them or I have my reasons. Or if nothing is on." Julia stated.

"You are bloody mental." An exhausted and still traumatized Harry muttered.

"What was that Harry? Wanna go talk to mummy and pops again?" Julia asked. The boy quickly shook his head no, before going as far back to the wall as he could go.

"Guess what time it is!" Julia suddenly yelled excitedly.

"My turn." Dick observed, not sounding thrilled at all.

"That's right everyone! Bird Brain is up! And no one can stop me!" She yelled, running around the room and pointing at people.

"Harry can't stop me, Percy can't stop me, Merlin can't stop me." She paused in front of the mirror that they had almost forgotten was there.

"And she better not try and stop me." Julia whispered, so everyone could barely hear what she was saying. Then she was back to her manic self.

"Alright alright alright! Torture for the Robin!"

This was way too much fun to write guys. I think I may need professional help.
Peace out, my fellow wattpadians!
-Julia