The master is back

chapter 1

As the tardis flies through time it leaves traces such as in paintings or carvings. The little blue box has travelled many places and with many people, he has seen them come and go, only one stays, the doctor.
The tardis may not be able to speak but it is alive . Few have seen it, the real Tardis, it's core. And then the ones who have, nearly died, like Rose Tyler...
-Rose Tyler. Said the doctor pausing chewing on his pencil. He looked around the empty tardis, no one to laugh with him, to cheer him up. To keep him company.

Suddenly the tardis stopped. He jumped to his feet putting his booklet down and started pressing switches flipping leavers, turning things. The box wouldn't budge. He sighed and went to the door, he opened it cautiously.

-Hello! Said a man standing outside the box.
He punched him and the doctor fell unconscious.
The man then checked the doctors pockets. He smiled as he found the sonic screwdriver. He put it in his own pocket and stood back up.
He then proceeded by taking hold of the doctors feet and dragging him too a truck, he placed him in the back seat, tied his wrists and ankles. Then with the sonic screwdriver, he locked the tardis.

-Who are you ? Asked suddenly the doctor

-Ah you are awake, brilliant...
OH no you don't! 

As the man driving along a small road caught the doctors movement to try and find his screwdriver.

-I have tied your hands, your in a van, I've got your sonic screwdriver, my name starts with the letter m...Who am I ?

-...master ! Gasped the doctor .

-Oh I do like it when you use my name. The master answered back smiling

-But it...it's impossible ! And...

-Oh just be quiet, I don't know how it happened but lucky me! Said the master shaking his hands .

-Keep your hands on the weel .

-What like this?

The master put his hands back on the weel but turned into a hedge.

-WATCH IT ! Shouted the doctor his hands still behind his back.

-Woopsie. Said the master gleefully.

-Anyway What do you want ?

-wouldn't you like to know..?
Anyway we are here !

The master parked his truck in front of a small country side house, a little cottage, the windows were made out of wood, like the  door; the walls  were out of stone and cement; two horses were in a field.

The master got out opened the back door and dragged the doctor out.

-ow careful. He said as his head. Bumped against the ground. The master rolled his eyes .

-Wait here! 

-like I have a choice...