The Master's Return

((The sequel to She Really Messed Up This Time. ))

Clara led the Doctor to a small food stand about 10 yards away from the Master's tent. "I don't really know what food is safe for us..." she said, nudging the Doctor.

"5 bowls of Kehos please." he muttered to the cat-hybrid running the stand. "Some Eno Fruit juice, too." He kept glancing back at the tent entrance and then back at the ground. We're the last Timelords left, and I just KNOW he hates me. The Doctor shook the thought away and turned back to the cook, taking two bowls.

Clara grabbed the remaining wooden bowls and made her way over to a small wicker table set up with 4 chairs. She placed her bowl down, then Violet's, and Xeltia's. When the Doctor reached the table, he set down his two bowls and walked over to another table, pulling a chair from it, and dragging it over. Nudging the 5th bowl to the empty seat, he ate his meal in silence.

When Violet tasted it, it was like drinking crisp winter air. It had a slightly minty taste, but also a sweetness to it. "Mm! This is good. Oh, Xeltia, can you get the juice?" she said, motioning towards the 5 cups sitting on the stand's counter. Clara looked towards the empty seat and uneaten bowl of Kehos. "Doctor. He's not coming with you, I'm sorry." she said softly, and continued sipping her bowl.

Xeltia stared at her brother, subconsciously moving the Kehos around in the bowl. Hearing Violet's voice, she nodded, though only half listening. She got up from the table, walking to the stand,
but stopped, staring into the cups.
"Violet," She called, slowly turning to her. "How the heck do you expect me to carry all five cups?" She said, raising an eyebrow at her friend. She rolled her eyes, sighing. "Nevermind, I've got it." She muttered, picking up three cups. She walked back to the table, less enthusiastic then when she was exiting the Master's tent. "Here." She mumbled, putting the cups down. "I'm going to go for..." She paused, looking around warily. "A walk." She gave a small, nervous smile, it disappearing quickly.
Xeltia stared into the shadows, as if in a trance, though soon looked away, turning around, walking away quickly.
Once she was far enough, she slowed down, walking into a small alleyway. Taking a shaky breath, she leaned on the cold brick wall, sliding down it. Bringing her knees to her chest, she put her head down, shielding it with her arms. "Stop it, Xeltia." She whispered, forcing a smile. "Y-you're overreacting! He wouldn't do that again, especially with him around..." Her bottom lip trembled, her green eyes watering. "R-right?"

The Master watched Xeltia leave the group, frowning. Staying in the shadows, he followed Xeltia, watching her have her panic attack. "Poor girl," He muttered, smirking. "She's still terrified of me after all these years." He crossed his arms, narrowing his eyes. "I'll soon fix that."

(OH NO! THE MASTER'S GOING TO DO SOMETHING EVIL! QUICK, CALL THE GHOSTBUSTERS!...That will stop him, right? No? Aw...)

((Hehe))

Clara watched Xeltia leave and quickly gulped down her juice, pushing in her chair as she got up. The Doctor hardly noticed as she walked in the direction Xeltia went. "Xeltia?" she hissed. "Xel!" She entered the alleyway but didn't see her in the shadows, and moved on. After another few turns or so, Clara stopped. "Alright, you want to play that game? Fine. I'm leaving." She swiveled around and walked back in the direction she came. Her heart beat faster after about 10 minutes of walking. Oh god, don't tell me I'm lost. I'm not lost right? I'm going in the exact direction... Her panic lessened when there was a small opening in the tarp covered ceiling. "Just gotta-" Clara placed one foot on the wall and stuck the other to the opposite wall. Grabbing onto the metal pole that held the tarp up, she hoisted herself through the gap.

She was about 6 yards from the exit. "Just...wow." she muttered, and dropped to the ground. Clara jogged a few more yards forward, and made a turn, finally noticing Xeltia. "There you are!" Xeltia's watering eyes and trembling form caused Clara's mood to turn from annoyed to pitying. She bent down and held Xeltia's forearm. "What's wrong, Xel?"

Xeltia flinched away, squeezing her eyes shut, shaking her head. "D-don't!" She said, biting her lip. Taking a deep breath, she whispered, "Don't let him near the Doctor.." She opened her eyes, looking at Clara. "P-please don't let the Master near my brother. He's planning something, he's going to try and kill the Doctor. Again." She chuckled, wiping her eyes.
"Aw, now Xelly." The Master said, walking into the alley, mock pouting. "It's no fun if you go and tell everyone my plans to destroy the Doctor." He sneered, glaring at Clara. "Clara Oswin Oswald, 'The Impossible Girl'." He bowed, smirking. "I'm honored to meet you." He chuckled, crouching down to meet her gaze. "I'm even more honored to do this," He hit her across the head, knocking her out. Xeltia caught her before she hit the ground, whimpering. "W-why? Just, leave us alone." She pleaded, the Master glaring at her. She shrank back, whimpering again. "Come with me." He said, picking Clara up and putting her over his shoulder. Xeltia shook her head frantically, frightened. "N-no! I want nothing to do with you!" She cried out, standing up. "Give me Clara, and I won't tell the Doctor your plans, and I'll make sure she doesn't either!" The blonde maniac smirked, laughing. "Say please, sweetheart." He commanded, stepping towards her. Xeltia hesitated, then swallowed down her fear and pride, whispering, "Please."
The Master smiled, then took her wrist, yanking her with him. "Tough."

A look of realization flashed in Clara's eyes. She knew she had to save the Doctor. Again. Then there was a flash of pain, and everything went black.


Violet's eyes darted back and forth, a feeling of dread beginning to grow. "Doctor, they've been gone almost 20 minutes. I think something's wrong."

Not bothering to push in his chair, the Doctor walked towards the Master's tent. He pushed aside the flaps, and when he realized there was no-one there, he darted to the alley. Violet followed in quick pursuit.

"Clara! Xeltia?!" he called frantically. Both hearts were beating at record speed, and he didn't even stop to grab Violet's hand, as he usually did in these situations. The green glow of his sonic screwdriver lit the dark brick walls as he scanned them. He stopped and scanned one spot multiple times. "Rassilon. No! MASTER NO!" he yelled as he ran into the darkness, leaving Violet to attempt to follow.

One thought ran through his mind. He was going to kill the Master this time. No matter how much pain it would cause him inside. He was done with trying to be nice.
Absolutely done.

((DUN DUN DUNNNN.
And the Doctor would never kill the Master. Sooo he's all bark and no bite, as they say. xD))

(As he always is. )

Xeltia struggled, trying to get out of the Master grip, yelling at him to let go. "Master, stop it! Let me go! Let us go!" The Master turned to her, anger written on his face. "I can't let you o, Xeltia! I just can't, alright?!" He shouted, Xeltia taking a step back, staring at him, scared. "M-Master, you know I'm sorry-" "No, you're not! If you were, you wouldn't have done it in the first place!" He turned back round, roughly yanking her along.
They soon approached the Doctor's TARDIS, the Master kicking the door open. Throwing Xeltia inside, he dropped Clara on the ramp, running up to the console. "He redecorated. Less childish, it seems." He smirked, flipping switches and pulling levers. Xeltia sat near Clara, making sure she was alright. "Clara." She tried, lightly shaking her. "Clara, wake up."

The TARDIS thrummed angrily, doing everything in its power to send them on the wrong path. After a few failed attempts, it materialized in the alley.

The Doctor heard the sound of his beloved TARDIS bouncing off the walls of the alleyways. The sound seemed to come from all directions at once, but a simple scan from his sonic screwdriver and he was off in the right direction. Violet chased after him as he crashed through the TARDIS doors, catching himself on the console. "Good job, old girl." he muttered as he faced the Master. A pained look entered his eyes. "I just thought...we could be friends like the old days, without you becoming a complete monster again." he choked. "Well I thought wrong." There was a clang of metal as the Master's head hit the floor, the Doctor throwing punches at his chest.

The Master just laid there, taking the punches without any reaction whatsoever.
Xeltia stared at her brother, horrifed. "D-Doctor!" She yelled, standing up. "Doctor, please, stop!" She ran to him, trying to yank him off. "Brother, please!"
She stopped, her eyes turning dull. She grabbed the Doctor's head and shoulder, yanking him off. "Do not hurt the Master." She said darkly, before stumbling back, shaking. "N-no. You said it was gone!" She whimpered, the Master sitting up to smirk at her. "And you believed me? Have you learned nothing?"
Xeltia rubbed her temple, squeezing her eyes shut, muttering, "Ow.".
The Master rolled his eyes, standing up. "It doesn't hurt that bad." He said, walking towards her.
"Stop. D-don't even get near me."

Folding her arms across her chest, she studied her brother from a distance. From the looks of how hings were heading, she suspected he reverted back to his old self, the bitterness from being left behind by everyone must have made him crack, finally, she might add. He had been flirting g with madness for years. Having seen enough, she stepped from her hiding place and into the TARDIS control room. "Hello, brother, long time no see." She murmured quietly, her bright blue eyes studying him gravely as she spoke. "What do you think your doing, dragging women off for your amusement? Controlling them with your oh so wonderful talent of hypnotism? Hardly good manners if you ask me... Oh, you didn't ask, did you? Ah well, things never change no matter how old you get." Sonya sighed dramatically, her fingers gently drumming on her arms as she continued to hold her piercing gaze on the Master, a ghost of a frown hovering about her lips. "Care to explain exactly what it is that you are doing? Or are you going to give me that sullen glare you always do when caught doing something you know I'd be disappointed at?"

Casting a side glance at the Doctor, she felt her lips quirk up slightly at the sight of him. "Hello again, Doctor, sorry to barge in like this, but I felt my brother's actions warranted my attention." She added, using the same soft, dangerous tone that she spoke to her brother with, obviously irritated at the Doctor's inclination to hit the only blood relative she had left.

The Master gave her a mock sad expression, crossing his arms. "Oh, Sonya. Sonya, Sonya, Sonya. Must you always ruin my fun?" He frowned at her, glaring.
Xeltia watched the two siblings, smiling. "Just like the Doctor and I. Well, except we're less violent." She whispered, chuckling quietly. The Master turned to her, furrowing his brows. "Did you just compare us," He motioned to himself and Sonya, "with you and your idiotic, childish, overly trusting, bow-tie wearing brother?"
Xeltia shrugged, grinning. "Yeah, guess so." She shook her head, glaring. "Shut up! I'm supposed to be mad at you!" The Master rolled his eyes, mimicking her. "Shut up, I'm supposed to be mad at you!" The Timelady growled, "Stop it!"
"Stop it!"
"This is why I didn't want to deal with you anymore!"
"Well good riddance to bad trash!"
"Oh, thanks for describing yourself, saves a whole lot of trouble!"
"Would you like me to describe you next?!"
"Sure! Go right ahead!"
"You're the most horrible woman in the universe!"
"Oh REALLY now?"
"Yes, really! You're disrespectful, cruel, and heartless!"
"Thank you, Master!"
"You're very welcome, SWEETHEART."
"You know what you are?!"
"What?!"
"THE BIGGEST DARN JERK I'VE EVER MET IN MY LIFE!"

Xeltia screamed, running out of the TARDIS. The Master put his hands in a strangling position, then threw his arms down, groaning loudly.

(Duuuuuudes...That was dramatic...and my everyday conversation with my best friend.)

The Doctor's eyes widened as he realized what he had done. He quickly got up and leaned against his console, his head buried in his arms. "We're all basically the LAST Timelords, but I can't trust any of you anymore. Master, just go. JUST GO. I won't have a problem killing you this time. I'm done." he yelled, his voice muffled by the sleeves of his tweed. "And you Sonya, it isn't any of your business what I do. Shouldn't be barging in."

At this, Clara's eyes fluttered open and she looked around, still groggy. Her hand went to her head and she rubbed it. She noticed the Master. And the Doctor with his head buried in his arms. And she cracked. "GET THE HELL OUT NOW." she said, her voice like sandpaper, still recovering from the blow to the head.

((DRAMAAAAA))

(EVWYONE WUVS DWAMA!)

The Master just shrugged, walking down the ramp. "You know, Doctor," He started, near the doorway. "You're not much better then me." He exited the TARDIS, closing the doors behind him.
"Now, to find Xeltia."

Xeltia paced in an empty tent, occasionally kicking containers and knick-knacks that have been left behind. "I really really want to strangle him sometimes!" She yelled, sending a small glowing ornament flying.
"I do too, Xeltia."
The ginger gasped, turning to the source of the voice.
The Master walked in, stopping in front of her. "Though I choose not to." Xeltia raised her hand to slap him, though he caught it in midair. "Don't."
She struggled to free her arm, his grip only tightning. "Calm down, Xeltia." She shook her head frantically, though her struggling was ceasing.

"Sleep."

The Master smirked, seeing Xeltia's eyes droop. She muttered incoherent words, the Master picking her up before she fell. "Come on, sweetheart. We have work to do."


Xeltia woke up in a closed off alleyway, a massive headache taking its toll. "Owie..." She muttered, rubbing her head. Standing up, she looked around, spotting no one. "Odd." She sighed, stumbling out of the alleyway, trying to remember what happened. She only got to the part where she stormed out of the TARDIS, before her headache got worse. "Gah! I hate my head!" She yelled, flinching.
"Wait, Xeltia, shush up." She said to herself, listening intently. She could faintly hear a beat...a drum beat, going one-two-three-four, one-two-three-four. "Oh no...DOCTOR!!" She shouted, running blindly. "OH DEAR BROTHER OF MINE, WHERE ART THOU?!"

The Doctor sat there, trying to convince himself that he WAS better than the Master, that he WASN'T a conniving, evil Timelord. He soon noticed Xeltia and the Master had left, and got up, brushing off his tweed jacket.

Does he ever change his clothes? Clara thought as she walked out of the TARDIS and up to Violet. "Violet, d'ya know where Xeltia went?"

The girl was cowering in her chair. "The Master took her. Into the alley."

"Well shiii...oot." The word came out half one word, half the other. Clara had been trying to keep it PG lately, but this situation was getting far more dangerous and stressful than she had thought. Well, into the alley again I suppose... She darted into the shadows, and soon after, the Doctor followed.

"BROTHEREN! WHERE THE HECK ART THOU?!" Xeltia sighed, annoyed. "If you don't answer in the next ten seconds, I shall turn full Shakespere mode!" She stopped running, her headache getting worse.

'You will not tell the Doctor what I did to you, understand?'

A voice said, sounding oddly like the Master. Looking around, the Timelady couldn't find anyone, so he just shrugged it off, thinking it was the wind. "Doctor!" She called out, walking forward. Unfortunately for her, she ran into someone in the first few steps. "Owie! Oi, watch where you're going, dude!" She said uncharacteristically, glaring at the person in front of her. She stood up, brushing herself off, studying the person in front of her. Bow tie, tweed jacket...
"Oh, hello, brother!"Xeltia said, grinning madly.

The Doctor let out a sigh of relief as he saw Xeltia. He was still panting from running so quickly through the alley, and he bent over to catch his breath. "Hello Xel. Where.....where's the Master?" He stood up and scanned the area. "And where's Clara? I could've sworn..."



Clara darted through the alleyways and finally spotted the redhead and the bow tie-wearer talking. "Oi! I'm over here. Can't find the Master anywhere, though."

(I love your new signature. Portal 2 FTW!)

Xeltia shrugged, putting her hands in her pockets. "I dunno. I could've sworn I heard his voice just a moment ago..." She trailed off, looking troubled. Shrugging again, she smiled, rocking back and forth on her feet. "Oh, Doctor, there was something I was supposed to tell you-" She stopped, zoning out.
Blinking rapidly, she looked around, as if she were lost. "So, where should we go next?" She asked, a bit confused.

(Short reply is short.)

(Hehe. Was replaying the game a few days ago...and, well, that happened. xD)

"Er, Xeltia? What is it you wanted to tell me?" The Doctor had a quizzical expression on his face and flipped out his sonic screwdriver, scanning her. "Rassilon! I didn't think he'd go that far...Uh, Xeltia? What's the last thing you remember?"

Clara nudged the Doctor and leaned to his ear. "What's wrong with her?" she hissed.

"The Master did something to her brain so she can't tell me what happened. I think...I'm not so sure. There's a lot of mixed readings on here." he whispered, looking over his sonic screwdriver once again.

(XD)

Xeltia stared at him blankly, Saying, "I wasn't going to tell you anything." Flicking his forehead, she narrowed her eyes. "Are you alright?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

~ Get into the TARDIS. ~

Xeltia smiled at the two in front of her, shoved them out of the way, and skipped to the TARDIS.

~ Now, do as you're told. ~

"Hey, can I fly the TARDIS?" She asked, walking around the console, pulling knobs, flipping switches, and pushing buttons. She set coordinates into the TARDIS, placing her hand on the activation lever.
"Well, come on, then!"

Clara followed here and tilted her head, narrowing her eyes at Xeltia. "Hey! Don't touch- what are you doing? Doctor!"

He ran into the TARDIS and grabbed Xeltia's arm. Her arm was yanked away from the lever as he glared at her. "What the hell are you doing? We're not going anywhere!"

((Short reply is short :T))

Xeltia yanked her arm back, anger flashing across her face briefly. "Don't touch me." She grumbled, crossing her arms. Her expression went back to cheerful, a smile plastering itself on her features. "Why not?" She asked, dropping her arms. "There's nothing else to do here." She shrugged, reaching for the lever.

The Doctor sighed and stepped away from Xeltia, still troubled by his sister's behavior. "Alright Xel." he said softly. "Where are we going?"

Clara fidgeted nervously with her fingers and kept glancing up at Xeltia. Something just wasn't right with the girl, and even the Doctor was confused. Maybe her subconscious would make her send the TARDIS to a place that would have a cure. Very unlikely though.

Impossible, really.

(I'M ON MAH COMPUTER! Oh, how I missed this thing...*hugs monitor*)

Xeltia giggled, pulling the lever. "It's a surprise!" She said, grinning madly. When the TARDIS landed, she skipped to the doors, yanking them open. "We're here!" She called out, running out of the TARDIS. "Here we are, the most dangerous planet in the universe!" She squealed, jumping up and down. "Ooh! Look!" She yelled, running towards a enormous, blue, deadly looking spaceship. "We should tell them they have visitors!" She giggled again, turning around and gesturing to the two other time travelers. "Well, come on, then! I don't think they enjoy waiting around!"

(hehe)

The Doctor just stood there, lost for words as Xeltia announced their location. "Wha..." Clara stepped in front of him and glared at his sister.

"Okay, I know the Master has something to do with this, but what the heck? You should still have some common sense left!" Turning on her heel, she grabbed the Doctor's arm and pulled him back through the TARDIS doors. He was about to protest, but she interrupted him. "I am not in the mood for dying today, and I don't think regenerating is all that fun either Doctor."

Xeltia turned around, halfway to the spaceship, glaring at Clara. "Oh, Clara." She said, smirking. "This is my common sense." She ran back to the TARDIS, grabbing the Doctor's arm. "Doctor," she whined, pouting. "Why am I acting like this?" She frowned, turning back to the spaceship. "Well, then. Goodbye dull, boring, old people."

(SHORT REPLY! I CHOOSE YOU!)

((Stupid phone line is out...internet won't work...phone is being retarded...
Long story short, no replies for a few days. D: You have no idea how long its taking to write this. xD))