Adopted by Dr. Who

Chapter 18: The Master

He knocks on the door.

"Sam."

I open the TARDIS door, tears running down my face and I don't know why.

"I've been waiting for hours." I say my voice hoarse. "He was dead with in minutes of returning."

"He thought he'd seen the last of me."

"He underestimated me, he thought he could control me."

"You will work with me now?"

"Yes." I bow lightly.

"Don't do that."

"Sorry Master." I gasp between my tears my voice shaky, my past, weak self mourns inside me.

"Why are you crying? You are not a weakling I hope?"

"No Master. My past haunts me." I hit buttons and switches on the TARDIS console.

The Master picks at the doctor with his feet and I hold back the tears my clicking getting faster and more flustered.

"Black." I whisper my hands shaking. My Scarlett heels click on the tiles as I run into my room. And I stare at my refection, monster.

"Don't get too attached!" The master shouts, "the TARDIS will be dead and buried soon enough!"

I screech and tug at my hair the curls bobbing up as I let them go. I'm a monster what I have I done.

I want her his voice echoes into my head he chose me.
I replay what i did over and over in my head there is nothing, no emotion.

I am not sad. I am not in mourning no matter how hard I try.

The doctor was evil.