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

𝟘𝟝𝟚 β–Ή π”Όπ•Ÿπ•• 𝕠𝕗 π•‹π•šπ•žπ•– (ℙ𝕒𝕣π•₯ 𝟝)

Hey, all.

So, I wasn’t planning this either...

- Chey xo -


MINUTES PASS AND THE Doctor has been bound and gagged, strapped upright to a trolley, by the Guard-Masters, Wilfred has been tied to a chair nearby. Violet, however, is free from restraints as she sits on a cushioned chair, her blue-grey eyes never leaving her father.

β€œNow then, I’ve got a planet to run,” the Master declares. β€œIs everybody ready?”

β€œSix billion, seven hundred and twenty seven million, nine hundred and forty nine thousand three hundred and thirty eight versions of us awaiting orders,” the Naismith-Master informs on a screen.

β€œThis is Washington,” the Obama-Master says on the screen. β€œAs President of the United States, I can transfer all the United Nations protocols to you immediately, putting you in charge of all the Earth’s defences.”

β€œUNIT HQ, Geneva reporting,” the General-Master says on screen. β€œAll under your command, sir.”

β€œAnd this is the Central Military Commission here in Beijing, sir, with over two point five million soldiers, sir,” the Chinese-Master informs on screen. β€œPresent arms!”

β€œEnough soldiers and weapons to turn this planet into a warship,” the Master says with a smile. β€œNothing to say, Doctor? What’s that? Pardon? Sorry?”

β€œYou let him go, you swine,” Wilfred hisses.

β€œOh, your dad’s still kicking up a fuss.”

β€œYeah? Well, I’d be proud if I was.”

β€œHush, now. Listen to your Master.” His eyes widen in disbelief as a phone rings. β€œBut that’s a mobile.”

β€œYeah, it’s mine,” Wilfred confirms. β€œLet me turn it off.”

β€œNo, no, no, no, no. I don’t think you understand. Everybody on this planet is me. And I’m not phoning you, so who the hell is that?”

β€œIt’s nobody. I tell you, it’s nothing. It’s probably one of them ring-back calls.”

The Master searches Wilfred’s pockets and finds the revolver. β€œOoo, and look at this. Good man!” He tosses it on the floor and gets the phone. β€œDonna. Who’s Donna?”

β€œShe’s no one. Just leave it.”

The Time Lord answers the phone and Donna’s panicked voice flies out.

β€œGramps, don’t hang up,” Donna begs. β€œYou’ve got to help me. I ran out, but everyone was changing.”

β€œWho is she?” the Master demands. β€œWhy didn’t she change?”

β€œGramps, I can’t hear you.”

β€œWell, it was this thing the Doctor did,” Wilfred says. β€œHe did it to her.”

β€œThe Metacrisis,” Violet muses.

β€œOh, he loves playing with Earth girls,” the Master spits. β€œUgh!”

Violet stays seated as she listens to the Master - her father - order his minions to kill Donna - one of the people granddaughter to get out of wherever she is; to run away. However, she turns to one of the screens behind her and sonics it with her watch, making it show up security footage of the alleyway that Donna is in.

β€œWhat do I do?” Donna asks, panicked.

β€œRun, sweetheart, that’s all,” Wilfred replies. β€œRun for your life!”

Two Master lookalikes block Donna in an alleyway. β€œThere’s more of them.”

β€œDonna? What’s happening? Are you still there?”

β€œThey’re everywhere.”

β€œLook, I’m telling you to run, Donna.” There’s desperation in the older male’s voice. β€œJust run, sweetheart. Just run.”

β€œIt’s not just them. I can see those things again. Those creatures. Why can I see a giant wasp?”

β€œDonna, don’t think about that. Donna, my love, don’t!”

β€œAnd it hurts. My head. It keeps getting hotter, and hotter, and hotter, and hotter, and hotter!” Golden energy surges from Donna, travelling along the alleyway and knocking down the Chiswick-Masters. β€œWhat did I...?” Donna collapses.

β€œDonna? What was that? Donna? Donna, are you there? Donna.! Donna! Donna!”

The Doctor is smiling when Violet turns around, and he winks cheekily, aggravating the Master. The Master goes over and removes his gag.

β€œThat’s better. Hello,” the Doctor says. β€œBut really, did you think I’d leave my best friend without a defence mechanism?”

β€œDoctor?” Wilfred demands. β€œWhat happened?”

β€œShe’s alright. She’s fine, I promise. She’ll just sleep.”

β€œTell me, where’s your TARDIS?” the Master demands

β€œYou could be so wonderful,” the Doctor muses sadly.

β€œWhere is it?”

β€œYou’re a genius. You’re stone cold brilliant, you are. I swear, you really are. But you could be so much more. You could be beautiful. With a mind like that, we could travel the stars. It would be my honour. Because you don’t need to own the universe, just see it. To have the privilege of seeing the whole of time and space. That’s ownership enough.”

β€œWould it stop, then? The noise in my head?” He jabs a finger at Violet. β€œThe noise in her head?”

β€œI can help.”

β€œI don’t know what I’d be without that noise.”

β€œI wonder what I’d be, without you.”

β€œYeah.”

β€œWhat does he mean?” Wilfred asks. β€œWhat noise?”

β€œIt began on Gallifrey, as children. Not that you’d call it childhood. More a life of duty,” the Master says distastefully. β€œEight years old. I was taken for initiation, to stare into the Untempered Schism.”

β€œWhat does that mean?”

β€œIt’s a gap in the fabric of reality,” the Doctor supplies. β€œYou can see into the Time Vortex itself.”

β€œAnd it hurts,” Violet murmurs, startling both Time Lords.

β€œThey took me there in the dark,” the Master continues, his voice turning crazier by the second. β€œI looked into time, old man, and I heard it calling to me. Drums. The never ending drums.”

β€œHow do you know it hurts?” the Doctor asks the young girl sitting leisurely on her chair.

Violet’s lips twitch and her eyes darken. β€œI’ve been to Gallifrey, and I looked into the Schism. I went back before the Time War and spent some time with the Gallifreyans, but that was before the Council of Time Lords found me after one of the times I Regenerated and took me to become a Time Lord.” She absently runs her blunt nails over the flesh of inner left arm. β€œI was there when you two became Time Lords and I was there at the start of the Time War, but I left when it truly began. I’d heard enough stories to know the devastation it would bring, so I left before I was caught up in it.”

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