If you could go back in time...

Lea chuckled darkly at Donald's advice. "Yeah, I know, accept that it happened and move on. I try not to dwell in the past, but sometimes the past ambushes you."

The man answered Syra's question quickly, bluntly. He seemed surprised to be revealing that much of himself. Murderer with a (normally) well-hidden soft side. Gotcha. There was little time left in the storm now. Couldn't be more than a minute or so.

She looked at the frozen people around them, then at the old man's daughter. "Shouldn't you get out of here soon?" she asked him. "Once time resumes, you might mess up the timelines if you're spotted." As she said this, the oppressive silence of the last 10 minutes dropped away. The people on the beach began to move again, as if nothing had happened.

Time was back to normal.

Syra looked at Dakota,as she said," Fear is normal,but you have to find a way to turn your fear into your own weapon. Do not give anyone ammunition against you. If you cower others will walk all over you."

As her eyes locked with The Master,she gave a smirk," Maybe the question that should be asked is why someone would break someone so much. My brother handles what our mother did alot better than me,of course she just ignored him and did not try to constantly kill him. My mom was always claiming I was not human that I was the daughter of sorrow. I think she had a bad case of postpartum depression or she was plain crazy. " She shrugged her shoulders after that.

Before time resumed,Syra concentrated her telepathy to cast an illusion of herself to those around her. As the wings disappeared and the back of the dress appeared again. She shook her head as the red eyes disappeared and regular ice blue eyes appeared. Dark Syra retreated because she just loved making innocent Syra wake up in odd places. Syra muttered," I really need to find a psychiatrist that can integrate a 300 year old woman and her split." At least her split did not hurt anyone this time.

"You're right," he muttered to Lea as time resumed. The Master, sorrowful worn eyes glancing one last time at the girl, no longer frozen, forced his weary legs to start walking, back where they had come from, back to his TARDIS. His mind wandered at the marvels of the universe, that on this day he'd met a kindred soul in Syra and in Lea in their own ways. It was a shame that he was going to destroy the universe, according to the Hive. Of course that was his next order of business, destroying the people actually responsible for his daughter's death. The Hive had to go. The familiar whirring of a time and relative dimension in space echoed quietly, then it was gone.