The Man Who Regrets β–Ή Doctor Who [1] βœ“

𝟘𝟚𝟘 β–Ή 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕃𝕒𝕀π•₯ 𝕠𝕗 π•₯𝕙𝕖 π•‹π•šπ•žπ•– 𝕃𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕀 (ℙ𝕒𝕣π•₯ 𝟚)

THE GUARDS BRING MARTHA in onto the Flight Deck. Clive, Francine and Tish are already there on one side, and Jack and Violet on the other. They’re all facing the Master, Lucy and an aged beyond recognition Doctor, and it hurts Violet to see what remains of the good of her species to be reduced to this by what remains of the evil of her species.

The Master holds out his hand towards Martha. β€œYour teleport device, in case you thought I’d forgotten.”

Martha throws Jack’s Vortex Manipulator to the Master.

β€œAnd now, kneel. Down below, the fleet is ready to launch. Two hundred thousand ships set to burn across the universe. Are we ready?” A voice makes a reply and the Master grins widely. β€œThree minutes to align the black hole converters. Counting down. I never could resist a ticking clock. My children, are you ready?”

β€œWe will fly and blaze and slice,” the Toclafane chorus. β€œWe will fly and blaze and slice.”

β€œAt zero, to mark this day, the child Martha Jones, will die. My first blood. Any last words?”

Martha remains quiet, but Violet makes a scoffing sound at the words β€œmy first blood” coming from the murderer’s lips.

β€œNo? Such a disappointment, this one. Days of old, Doctor, you had companions who could absorb the Time Vortex. This one’s useless. Bow your head. And so it falls to me, as Master of all, to establish from this day, a new order of Time Lords. From this day forward ”

Martha laughs quietly and Violet can’t help the amused quirk of her lips.

β€œWhat?” the Master demands. β€œWhat’s so funny?”

β€œA gun.”

β€œWhat about it?”

β€œA gun in four parts?”

β€œYes, and I destroyed it.”

β€œA gun in four parts scattered across the world? I mean, come on, did you really believe that?”

β€œWhat do you mean?”

β€œAs if I would ask her to kill,” the Doctor admonishes in an ancient voice.

The Master shrugs and grins. β€œOh well, it doesn’t matter. I’ve got her exactly where I want her.”

β€œBut I knew what Professor Docherty would do,” Martha rebukes. β€œThe Resistance knew about her son. I told her about the gun, so she’d get me here at the right time.”

β€œOh, but you’re still going to die.”

β€œDon’t you want to know what I was doing, travelling the world?”

β€œTell me.”

β€œI told a story, that’s all. No weapons, just words. I did just what the Doctor said. I went across the continents all on my own. And everywhere I went, I found the people, and I told them my story. I told them about the Doctor. And I told them to pass it on, to spread the word so that everyone would know about the Doctor.”

β€œFaith and hope? Is that all?”

β€œNo, because I gave them an instruction, just as the Doctor said.” Martha stands up. β€œI told them that if everyone thinks of one word, at one specific time.”

β€œNothing will happen. Is that your weapon? Prayer?”

β€œRight across the world, in word, just one thought at one moment but with fifteen satellites.”

β€œWhat?” the Master demands in disbelief.

β€œThe Archangel Network,” Jack reminds the murderer with a grin, Violet’s soft laughter echoing his words.

β€œA telepathic field binding the whole Human race together, with all of them, every single person on Earth, thinking the same thing at the same time,” Martha continues. β€œAnd that word is Doctor.”

Zero. The Doctor and his cage starts to glow, and the Master begins to freak out at that, telling him to stop - telling them all to stop. Jack helps Violet up from the floor, and she stands on weak and shaking legs beside the 51st Century time traveller.

β€œDoctor,” Jack recites, eyes closed. β€œDoctor.”

Violet smiles gently at the ancient man she’s come to love more than she should. β€œDoctor. My Doctor.”

β€œDoctor,” Francine repeats.

The crowd on the monitor chant his name.

Lucy closes her eyes. β€œDoctor.”

The Doctor is back to his previous centegenarian form. β€œI’ve had a whole year to tune myself into the psychic network and integrate with its matrices.”

Everyone continues to say his name despite the Master’s commands to stop.

β€œThe one thing you can’t do. Stop them thinking.” The Doctor is back to his normal appearance. β€œTell me the Human race is degenerate now, when they can do this.”

Martha runs to Francine and Tish for a group hug, and Violet clings to Jack’s side.

β€œNo!” The Master fires laser screwdriver at the Doctor, but the energy field is still around him and it doesn’t get through.

β€œI’m sorry,” the Doctor murmurs. β€œI’m so sorry.”

β€œThen I’ll kill them.”

The Doctor stretches out his hand and the screwdriver flies from the Master’s hand. It’s a sight to see: the Doctor floating towards the Master, and the latter curling up into a ball in the corner as the conversation progresses and the Doctor puts his arms around him. Violet would make an adoring sound if the monster in the Doctor’s arms had any version of Human decency, but he doesn’t.

The Doctor turns to Jack and Violet. β€œCaptain, the paradox machine!”

β€œYou men, with me!” Jack places Violet on the floor of the Flight Deck and kisses her forehead. β€œYou stay here.”

The Doctor spots the Master activating the manipulator, and grabs it with a cry of β€œNo!β€œ. They both disappear to the quarry, leaving six billion spheres heading right for everyone left on the Valiant.

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