Christopher Grey (c) Me
Katherine Sears (c) Purnip
'My Lil' Runaway, My Run,Run,Run, Runaway'
A tall man ran around the console, the engine of the TARDIS still bellowed. He had landed in Cardiff for a reason and this spot, the rift through time and space which branched out from the Medusa Cascade. "Pit-stop" he said, his cheery voice ringing throughout the engine room of the Tardis, swinging his monitor round, there were shadows of figures on the screen.
"We have some company" he whispered, a mask of indifference slipping onto his face after the initial surprise filtered from his face, they couldn't see the TARDIS because of its perception filter but one figure interested him, he couldn't see the faces or any other detail of clothing but he could tell by the behaviour of one, it was heading towards the TARDIS.
It sounded at first like a washing machine was suddenly coming at them, so Katherine turned, a little startled, and it didn't help when she saw this blue box sitting there on the corner. It was then connecting in her head slowly...from that site the poor man made up.
Nah, that couldn't be it!
Meanwhile, upon simply hearing the TARDIS engines, the Master cursed his terrible luck and was about to simply walk off, not only unprepared to see the Doctor, but not prepared to be seen in what he was still wearing. That'd be like something out of a nightmare. Katherine though, quick as she was to noticed, grabbed at his arm again.
"Would you quit doing that?" That was like, the third time she grabbed him like that. It was really getting on his nerves.
"Hush," Katherine muttered, dragging him to the TARDIS. "This is big. The Doctor's around here somewhere." Then, after a few seconds of examining the box she turned to the Master accusingly. "What did you do?"
"What? Do you think I called him? Please..." He scowled, still trying to hide his face.
"You don't want to know what those two have been through..." he whispered, only for the Master could hear and maybe Katherine as they closed in on the TARDIS.
Now this was strange, all three of the human figures could see the TARDIS. As the Doctor recalled he was alone and none of his late companions was anywhere near except for Jack but he couldn't track him anymore because of the hand because it had 'grown up' and moved to the parallel universe with Rose.
Staring at the interior of the door he wondered what would be on the outside. Grabbing his coat which hung on one of the large brackets keeping the dome ceiling up above his head, shrugging it over his shoulders he turned the Yale lock and pulled the door open, stepping outside afterwards. Something felt different, like..oh nevermind.
Katherine was just rounding the TARDIS again when she ran into the tall fellow stepping out, quickly apologizing as she fixed her glasses back up on her nose. "Oh sorry," she muttered, quickly looking up and hoping the bump was quickly forgotten. She still had no idea what the current Doctor looked like, but this guy here...reminded her of someone else she met once. This really proper looking guy she met once who didn't seem to belong to the time period. Little did she know, that guy was actually the eighth Doctor.
She actually scratched the back of her head, still nervy about bumping into someone who didn't look half bad. Or upset, thankfully.
"It's ok..." he said, not minding the slight knock from the bump, he didn't lose anything. Looking at her face closely he stared at her for many moments. "Don't I know you..I swear I've seen you before" he said, a puzzled look on his face. Glancing around to see the other shadowy figures but he couldn't see them.
"Don't think so," Katherine said, studying the man for a second. "I would remember. I don't forget a face." Especially a face like this person's. She peeked back for a second to make sure the Master wasn't about to run off and saw that Chris was handling it. "Have you seen a man out here, by the way? I'm not sure what he's supposed to look like but...ah..." She took a second to try and remember the picture she saw on the website. It was one of the Ninth Doctor. "Yeah, this tall guy, funny ears, on the bald side and I remember him wearing a black jacket. He might have been somewhere around this box here." Katherine pointed back at the TARDIS which was behind her. She was actually leaning on it a little, tiredness taking over a bit.
"Black leather jacket?" he asked, remembering what he used to dress like when he was that incarnation, the ninth Doctor. "Oh i remember him" he said with a slight smile. "We had some good times..." he rambled on. "He was around this area; might i ask why you want him? I might be able to get in touch with him" he said seeing two figures in the distance.
Katherine looked back for a second as well, making double sure that everything was fine with the other two. They seemed to be having...a borderline friendly conversation with each other. Good, no bodies to clean up then. Her attention returned to this stranger, a little suspicious. He might know the guy? He could be someone who has met the Doctor before...that's still likely. "I don't really...need him for anything, it's just that I hear where ever he shows up, madness and mayhem goes down. I heard this box here was like a sign." Yeah, it would be nice to know if madness was on the horizon, especially considering their prisoner of sorts. Heck, maybe now she was sounding a little mad herself. She then added, "He's got a bit of a reputation on the internet."
"Yeah i heard" he said shrugging off the thought to go and inspect the two in the distance but he couldn't leave Katherine near the TARDIS on her own. "I'm John Smith, nice to meet you...Miss..." he said holding out his hand, in greeting, waiting for her to shake it.
Katherine shook his hand in return, no longer distracted by the two who were a little too distant for her liking. She trusted Chris just enough, which was odd because she only just met him tonight. "Kristen," she replied with a small nod. She had a feeling J. Smith wasn't this fellow's real name; it was just as real as John Doe.
"Nice to meet you Kristen" he said with a short small smile. The name was slightly familiar but from where he didn't know.
Meanwhile the Master was still in the general vicinity, but he was walking around, pretending to not notice the Doctor or his TARDIS. Trying to keep his face from being seen and whatnot.
The Master seemed to try and lose Chris while still staying nearby, so as not to attract attention, but he knew very soon he was going to have to face the music. He paused and shot a glare at Christopher. "You might...nevermind." He shook some of the cold off and continued pacing back a bit. "I don't need to know anymore from you."
Chris stayed close to the Master, not wanting him out of his sight; he didn't want to see that man even though he could answer some questions if it was the man from his dream. Shaking the thought from his head he slowly walked up to the Master. "Are you going to answer some of my questions?" he asked. "I might just answer some of yours...if I can" he said, he guessed that the Master would want to talk to him about something.
"You know your supposed to share with work partners" he said, trying to get the Master to talk even though it couldn't or wouldn't work. "Need to know anymore?" he asked, continuing. "Well I need to know quite a lot more so you better answer some of my questions" he said. "Like...why the hell have i been having a dream about you and a burning city?" he said sternly, he wanted to know at least some of it, hopefully the Master would know the second half.
A burning city? In that case he didn't feel like saying anything. The Doctor told him what happened to Gallifrey...but then again, he never saw it himself. With a glance at Chris he asked a question in turn. "How long have you had these dreams?"
"Oh you just asked a question.." he said, in a very childish and whining voice reminding the Master of what he had said earlier about that Chris couldn't answer any of his questions. With a smirk he chuckled slightly but it wore off, getting all serious again, serious wasn't becoming him. "I don't know...about a month of what I can remember.." he said his voice drifting off as he tried to think. After a pregnant pause he added, "Ever since..." he grew silent again trying to remember the word he was searching for in his newly regained memories, "The Daleks attacked.."
"A month." The Master shook his head. No, if he didn't figure out everything himself, Christopher was virtually useless when it came to answering questions. "I've seen countless cities burn. I believe for the question you're asking I have no proper answer. Maybe you should ask him." He motioned to the Doctor, but at the same time didn't turn his face to him. Come on. Get distracted. Get distracted so I can go. No amount of curiosity is worth being in his company again.
"I'm not going to get distracted...you could be read like a book" he said, a smirk tugged on his face, he didn't know why but he found it disturbingly amusing. His eyes began to fall, with lack of sleep and being up early, really early and that didn't help him in any respect.
"Pff." The Master still hung back, not making a move away or towards the Doctor now. It was about time he faced all this...
Nope! He made a dash for it. He didn't care where he ended up or what would happen because it wouldn't kill him to try but it'd mutilate his dignity if he didn't. He wanted to at least to a place where he could get a change of clothes, ANYTHING to make this meeting less undesirable.
"OI!" Christopher shouted out, in that moment rooted to the spot in shock as he took in the retreating back of the Master. Oh Great. With that thought he went after the Master.
"Oh no you don't" he growled out, taking on the chase with ease in his conditioned body (after racing for his school in some events etc.).
Katherine was about to speak again when she saw the Master run for it from the corner of her eye, followed by the alarmed cry from Christopher. She turned, about to run, but not before spun to tell this guy, "Nice to meetcha, Mr. Smith. Got a Time Lord to chase!" And with that she ran after the Master, who had already gotten a pretty good head start.
Thinking that he didn't hear her correctly he hesitated, his mouth opening and closing silently like a dumbfounded goldfish, breaking out of the temper of his surprise, knowing that he had just locked the TARDIS he ran after Kristen on the spur of the moment. Time lord..that's impossible he thought as he ran after her.
"Hey!" Katherine called, trying to run just a little faster. Sure, she had done more than enough running in her travels to be fit, but it was her large coat that slowed her down just a bit, which was more than enough to give the Master an advantage over her. As for Chris, he was able to catch up and even surpass the Master's speed at one point, which the fleeing Time Lord had already begun to notice.
He turned at one of the intersections, full of energy from just regenerating (sort of). Christopher was still hot on his heels and Katherine was not far behind. With a scowl he noted that the Doctor was following as well.
"d**nit I turn my attention away for one second," Katherine growled, about to make the turn as well. It looked like Christopher was going to catch him though. Thank god for the young ones.
Seeing the Master make a turn at one of the intersections Chris swerved slightly to cut the corner, not using a wide turn but a short turn. A slight advantage as he kicked off with his right leg and started to run after the Master once again at top speed, he knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer so he had to get the Master down.
Controlling his breathing, in through the nose and out through the mouth, this was his chance, pumping his legs and arms he started to close in on the Master, making the gap smaller and smaller with every stride, both of his hearts beating fast and strong, he quickened his breathing to gain more oxygen. Out stretching his neck and putting his head down he gained another pace on the Master.
Now he was just about 2 metres behind the Master, slightly to his right. Glancing up he noticed his position and thought of a plan, in mere moments he could lose the chance and could lose the Master all together.
The Doctor was hot on Katherine's heels, slowly passing her because of his speed etc. like Chris but with his long coat on he wouldn't be able to catch the Master like Chris could but rounding the corner he was in sight of both of them in front, watching the scene fold out.
Ceasing his chance, Chris jumped, wrapping his arms around the Master's high waist he brought him down. Standing up again, panting to regain his breath he stared down at the Master. "Don't you ever do that again!" he growled, regaining his breath more and more.
"Get off me," the Master snapped, trying to catch his breath. "I was just looking for a change of clothes, for Rassilon's sake." It wasn't that Christopher was particularly heavy, but after bolting as fast as he did catching his breath was even more difficult with weight on him.
Katherine slowed down, actually not panting as much. After Mr. Smith had passed her just enough she gave up wasting all of her energy unnecessarily. She was probably the only one who wasn't panting much. "Right. Change of clothes. Like hell," she said, wiping her face once. "Run like that again and I'll shove something spiny up your ***."
He didn't care for the girl's threat, but at this moment the Master was simply caught, end of story. He was actually finding Katherine's coat more attractive than before, because he'd rather be caught wearing a rainbow than a pink robe with daisies. At least he could make the best of his terrible luck, as always. He would have actually turned to glare at the Doctor but with the kid still on him he didn't have much of a turning radius.
"Clothes.." he said standing up and moved away from the Master so he could get up but not too far away so he couldn't make a run for it and succeed in getting away. He glanced at Katherine but he had to end his death glare at the Master yet he could still see him out the corner of his eyes.
He saw a man appear next to Katherine. He looked familiar but he didn't want to register him yet. He wouldn't want to make first contact.
The Doctor looked at the figure on the ground, seeing his face. He just stared at him. In his mind, the clogs were turning, how in the seven hells did the Master get to be sat in front of him, in a frilly and very feminine night gown? The last time he saw his nemesis was on a burning pyre. He saw his body burn! Better than that he saw him die, in his arms. A small frown marred his features as he all too clearly remembered that moment, oh how he wept with the dead Master's body in his arms.
The Master stood up quickly, straightening the robe that he'd might as well have to look good in. He didn't glare at the Doctor though, which he wanted to be the first reaction, but instead he had on a small grin as if he was looking forward to the meeting. "I can't say I enjoy seeing you again," he finally said, glancing back at the other two for a moment before his attention returned to his old nemesis. "How are things?"
"Again? You know Mr. Smith?" Katherine actually was surprised, because now this mysterious fellow wasn't merely 'a man who met the Doctor, but a man who knew this Master fellow as well. She then turned to Mr. Smith again to ask about something that had been bothering her. "You know him? Is his name really 'the Master' then or does he just have a big ego?"
"Oh it's been alright after you died except that Davros returned with a new Dalek army" he said with a slight sarcastic tone. He couldn't say he was pleased to see his old friend again; he tried to kill him and dominate the whole universe.
"Yes his name is The Master" he said glancing at Katherine then at Chris. "But I'm not called Mr. Smith, my name is The Doctor" he added, god he might as well say it now and get it out in the open than rather having The Master spouting his mouth off and having these humans have puzzled looks upon their faces and stammering over multiple questions as they tried to voice them all at once.
"Man..." Katherine looked back at the Master, mildly disappointed. Well, she hadn't had to call him that for a while anyways. She turned back to the Doctor, her arms folded as she gave him a more inquisitive examination. "So you're the Doctor, eh? I can't say it's impossible, not after all I've seen. You changed. You look...I don't know. Skinnier."
The Master actually thought for a moment that the Doctor was being sarcastic about the /whole/ thing. Being in the state he was in without someone to record all of this for him, he didn't know a thing. In fact, he actively displayed his disbelief in hopes that he'd learn a little more about what was happening before. "You don't have to lie to me," he grumbled. "I'm not a child. You really expect me to believe that Davros, who we both watched /die/, if you were really there, he came back to life with a whole army in his hands?"
"No I wasn't being sarcastic about that...they tried to destroy the whole universe" he said looking at the Master with puzzlement. "How did you come back this time?" he asked slightly curious what happened this time. The last time and the time before that the Master tried to kill him.
"They transported earth and large amount of other planets to the Medusa Cascade" Chris said giving his input. The Doctor was shocked, looking at the young boy; looking him over, wary to what he might be (because he had never met him before he wouldn't have a psychic link with him like he has with the Master) , that Chris even knew about the Medusa Cascade.
"I thought I saw you before!" he said looking at Kat, with a slightly alarmed tone, as if he was over joy to see the woman again and surprised that she remembered him.
"Ah, that's impossible. I've never met you," Katherine insisted. "Unless you looked different...different." She ran a hand through her hair, slightly overwhelmed. It was like the bunch she was hanging around with were super geniuses and she was just a high school underclassman all over again. If she was being anymore literal to that she'd be carrying a notepad and scribbling. Medusa Cascade, Time Lords, Davros?
Suddenly it was coming to her, but like a tidal wave. It frightened her so much that she stopped thinking, in hopes that the feeling would go away. She had shut her eyes in the process, like she just got some massive headache, but when she opened them again, it was gone. That tidal wave of knowledge became a puddle in an instant, but it left her the answers that she hadn't even asked for yet. What the Medusa Cascade was, she knew. She knew several things she didn't know. Everything else though was all hers, as long as she didn't think too much. It was weird and she was terrified for a moment. It was the same feeling she felt before she went into that coma.
The Master's attention was gotten when Katherine reached for her head during the bout, and when she came out of it she was almost as pale as a ghost. He didn't say anything on that though, but only thought that her worst was yet to come. Some of his memories had overwhelmed her, whatever she absorbed. On that note though, he answered the Doctor's question. "These two found me. Before you burned my body I transferred the regeneration into a ring I wore, but because you burned the other body I don't remember a thing since then," he said, pretty much complaining. "Although with daleks falling from the sky like rain I can't say that's a bad thing."
"Be glad you missed it," Katherine muttered, still rubbing her temples. "It was so kind of War of the Worlds type crap."
"He better be lucky that he missed it or he would have run to the end of the universe like before" Chris said glancing at Katherine, seeing how white she had gotten. /Oh great, you better not die on me/ he thought, he didn't want to get left with the Master and the Doctor on his own.
"I wouldn't describe it as the war of the worlds more like the end of the universe and us if they succeeded" Chris started looking between the Doctor and the Master. "Why they picked the location was easy, The Medusa Cascade links all this universe throughout time and even the other parallel universes too. Why needs more detail and more thinking, at a guess i would believe that the 27 planets would be used for an engine to power something to destroy everything but it would have to be powerful...really powerful" he said thinking out loud now, his two fingers went to his temple yet again silently tapping the sound out again, trying to think.
"And he denies he's anything like me," the Master pointed out to the Doctor. "I actually would have favoured be conscious, though. I would have had plenty of time to get away from this lot." He stood back for a moment, a few other questions on his mind that he didn't want to ask around the Doctor (since his business was his alone, anyways). Straightening the robe again he gave a quick look about before adding. "If we could get inside any time soon, that would be great. The sun's going to rise soon and I don't want to get burned at the stake."
"Right, because everyone will recognize you," Katherine sighed, finally regaining some colour. "What I don't get is how..." She turned to the Doctor. "You. You killed them all, didn't you?" For a moment she looked shocked, and rather disturbed. "Did you give them a chance to live? Did you give them a way out? Or...were you getting revenge for your kind, long gone?" She was getting to the point where she didn't realize what she was saying, the last statements deriving from the memories that weren't even her own.
The Doctor watched the tapping which Chris did on his temple. Remembering the rythm which belonged to the Master's drumming in his head. Mind control?, No. Chris was doing it on his own.
"That would be quiet amusing, you getting burnt again but this time alive" Chris said with a small smirk on his face, he could find it quite enjoyable to see someone else suffer. He looked towards Katherine, curious about she was saying. Was Chris one of his kind?, He didn't know truly or believed he was just like the Master or the Doctor.
"Well it wasn't me...my human counterpart did it, i gave the chance to save Davros from his burning ship" the Doctor said looking at Katherine. How did she know? Unless, no, he couldn't have absorbed apart of her to regenerate.
"Basically your killing her" he said to the Master, knowing what he did to Donna.
"We better get going or we could go back to the TARDIS, it is the safest place, isn't it?" Christopher asked glancing between all of them. The Doctor looked alarmed. The Master in the TARDIS, he couldn't, no, wouldn't trust him.
"Nobody's getting torched alive," Katherine said to Chris. "Even this jackass."
"She couldn't die fast enough," was the Master's response as he tried to say this to only the Doctor. It still earned him a slap over the head from Katherine.
"I'm standing right here, chief!" She growled. Last time she'll defend that bastard. But at the same time after that one rush she somewhat understood what the Doctor meant. This surge of knowledge came from contact with the Master, but at the same time it wasn't constantly badgering her. Could it have something to do with the state of her mind? Half of Katherine's mind was purely mechanic. "TARDIS...the blue box, you mean?" Glancing back at the Doctor, she frowned. "You're going to trust this maniac in your box?"
"Safest-" he started but Chris cut in.
" Yeah, I wouldn't trust him either after he tried to kill you multiple times" he said withdrawing his hand from his temple. The doctor looked surprised that Chris new about that, he looked at the Master with a questioning look.
"We better get going" Chris said.
"To the orphanage then?" Katherine looked back for a moment, almost suspecting that someone was listening in. Something troubled her, but she couldn't think about it...like half of it was there and half of it was too dangerous to touch again. It had to do with Miss Smitty, the apartment lady. It did bring up a question however that she could ask, maybe as soon as they got going.
"I didn't expect to be trusted," the Master admit, scratching the back of his head for a moment. Even if Chris here was indeed a Time Lord, like himself and the Doctor, how was it that he knew of things that were beyond his age. For a Time Lord, Christopher was only a child, borderline baby. Anyways, back to the matter of the present. "But what did you have planned for me back on the Valiant if you don't trust me in your precious 'box'?"
"Yeah, we better get going" Chris said to Kat , turning to walk away. The drumming nearly crippled his head to a standstill.
"Oh I would have trusted you," he started but he noticed that the boy was leaving their company, holding his head like his head was slowly crippling. He looked back at the Master, "My Old Friend" he added under his breath.