The Changing Man (Doctor Who Fan Story)

Chapter 4

AUTHORS NOTE:

Was that a cliff hanger or what? Please comment and maybe some votes? ;) thanks people!!!!

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CHAPTER 4

He was there on the other side of the room, staring at me with hungry charcoal eyes, his posture rigid yet feral like. There was definitely things that were different about him, his ears were cat-like, long, pointed and coated with pale blondish hair which matched his hair on his head, they swivelled alarmingly to every sound. The changes didn't stop there. His figure was more lean yet i could make out strong abs under his torn and bloody white shirt, his teeth were a brilliant white and could only be described as fangs as they bared at me. What's more, a long tail, the same colour as his ears and hair, whipped from side to side as though it was a rattle snake. Einstern wasn't exaggerating when he said 'more of an animal'.

Only mille-seconds had passed when the Master leaned forward slightly, then started to move toward me, stalking me like a hunter hunting it's prey. His movements were smooth and agile despite his torn and bloody clothes hanging down by his sides. My attention quickly snapped to the window wall, where i caught a glimpse of my family and friends staring at the advancing Master, their eyes filled with shock and at the same time, hatred. Next to them, i saw Einstern and Gunner smiling triumphantly, Einsterns had his fingers crossed in hope. I won't allow this experiment to continue. Staggering towards the door on unsteady feet i fumbled for my smuggled sonic screwdriver in the back pocket of my jeans.

Unfortunately, the Master was fast, so fast he seemed nothing but a blur. He blocked my way to the door, his expression hard yet playful as though he knew there was no way out for me, his hands curled up like claws. I whipped around the other way, facing towards the window ready to throw myself at it, yet again, The Master cut me off, his sly smile spread across his face. I wasn't going to win this one. The Master lunged, pushing me back until i was pinned against the damp, blood smeared concrete wall. I prepared myself for the final, finishing blow... But it never came. His strong hands were on my shoulders, forcing me to the wall, it was uncomfortable but not painful. When i glanced up at his face, i noticed his expression had softened even though his eyes screamed of a dark hunger. Unable to react, The Masters head rushed towards mine, and without a moments pause, his lips were on mine. Shocked, i felt the urge to push against him, kick him, anything to make him stop, but my body reacted differently. My arms wrapped themselves loosely around his neck and my left leg curled around his hip. This made a low rumbling purr erupt from the Masters throat and his kisses turned more needy and fiery, his tongue invading my mouth, tangling with mine. The hands that forced me back moved upwards to caress my face gently. Moments later, i broke away gasping for air, my mind foggy and unresponsive, The Master started to kiss me on my neck, his lips smooth like velvet. Suddenly, his mood changed, the caressing hands turned into vices, trapping my head, the purr was now an angry feral snarl and instead of soft blissful kisses, i felt the sharp scrape of fangs sink into my neck. I screamed as i felt hot burning liquid enter my body, the Master withdrew and held me, staring at me as though he was shocked to find me there, awakening from a distant dream. His face was the last thing i saw as the liquid flowed through my body, taking what little strength i had left, my vision blurred and knees buckled beneath me as i fell to the blood stained floor, drifting into a violent nightmare.

Back in the laboratory, everyone was silent, either from shock or pure happiness.

"Well that was interesting, I didn't realise kissing was involved" Gunner said as he watched The Master pacing around the limp body of Ashly, he was obviously distressed, he kept running his hands through his hair and glimpsing at Ashly, her chest slowly rising as she breathed, her dark hair covered part of her face and blood started to pool on the floor from her neck wound.

"It helps with the mutation in two ways, firstly it helps to create a mental connection between them and secondly, The Master injects a toxin into his saliva which numbs her senses, make her more willing and compliant..." Einstern explained slowly as he played with the buttons on his lab coat.

"It looks like The Master is no longer feral..." Observed Gunner, he turned towards Einstern who nodded in agreement.

"What... What's happened to her? Why is she unconscious?" The Doctor asked, he had just recovered from shock, his dark brown eyes still pin-pointed on the body of his daughter while at the same time looking at the Master who now sat beside her staring into space.

Einstern turned towards the glass and stared in to look at the Master, who turned to look at them, his eyes turning from a charcoal black to a honey coloured yellow but he still managed to keep the steel edge within his golden depths.

"In about 12 hours, the venom in her body would spread, bind her cells and eventually mutate her, when this is complete she will be one with the Master. They would be able to talk to each other mentally, share memories and thoughts..." During Einsterns explanation, he nodded to Gunner who walked down through the glass doors, seconds later, the light in the glass room turned off, making the Master and Ashly hidden from view.

"I thought the Master was pulled back into Gallifrey when the Time Lords invaded. I saw him, disappearing in the light...how?" Demanded Kara hoarsely, her skin was still pale but she seemed to have more energy and colour than before.

"Ah, my dear Kara, I'm afraid that is a story the Master has to explain" Einstern told her sadly

"Well then, after he explains his little life story, I'm going to beat the crap out of him for what he did to the human race" growled Martha venomously, her dark brown eyes seemed to darken as she thought of what she could do to him, of the pain she could cause.

"I'd like to see you try, Martha Jones" The familiar voice of the Master growled from the other side of the room, where the Master emerged through the sliding doors, he looked slightly pale and a light sheen of sweat formed on his forehead. In his arms was Ashly, her dark hair hung down revealing her neck wound and her eyes fluttered as though she was in a inescapable nightmare.

The silence was replaced with murderous threats from Martha and Jack.

"I'm going to beat the crap out of you!"

"You evil bastard, look what you did to her! You're going to pay for this, i swear..."

"Why can't you just stay dead!?"

After a while, Donna had had enough, she whipped round to face Martha and Jack.

"Shut up, the pair of you! You can't do anything to him because your flipping chained to the damn floor!" She shouted, her voice made of needles and fire.

"Not for long..." Muttered Jack

The Master had seemed to ignore the threats as he walked confidently over to a desk littered with paper and books, he looked at it and muttered something quietly under his breath. With one smooth flick of his tail, everything clattered to the floor, he then placed Ashly on the desk with unusual care.

Gunner was about to protest but was stopped by Einstern.

"Master, your room is just down the hall, we have put your belongings in there as the previous room was destroyed when you err... Turned feral, most of the stuff was salvageable. You should go freshen up and return so we can talk about the future"

The Master was busy brushing Ashly's hair off from her face, he then turned her head slightly, showing the bite wound. His expression was pained as though it hurt him to look at it.

"Viez ra jacoole" he whispered softly

The Master straightened and without another look at Ashly, he swiftly exited the room through the glass doors.

"Err what was all that ra ra viez stuff?" Asked Gunner who was clearly confused

"It is the language of his new species, my neural translator only picked up a few words..."

Gunner crossed his bulky arms impatiently.

"And what were they?"

Einstern looked towards Ashly's limp body, his expression neutral.

"... I'm sorry..."