"Yowza, you certainly have a bite to you. I like that," the Master giggled, the same way a normal child might giggle if they were to hear a funny joke. "Well, its a boring story anyway. The Time Lords died and it was all his fault in the end. He couldn't save Gallifrey, he couldn't prevent them from resorting to mad plans. Instead, he decided to be an executioner and wipe out every single one of them. In vain!"<br/><br/>"Its laughable girl. Its a laughable as that stupid drum beat the Time Lords put in my head to try and bail themselves out of the jam they had gotten themselves into," the Master laughed loudly, but it didn't last long. Gradually his laughter died out and the sick delight on his face drained away as he stared into the air with a mixture of horror and rage.<br/><br/>"I still hear it...the drumming. Despite everything. Ru-tu-tu-tum...Ru-tu-tu-tum...Ru-tu-tu-tum," the Master began to drum his fingers against the tables surface as he stared into space. "Ru-tu-tu-tum...Ru-tu-tu-tum...-Ru-tu-tu-tum...again and again and again and again."<br/><br/>For a moment it looked as if the Master might either burst into tears or fly into a fit of rage. His small hands clenched into fists before he shook his head violently and let out a short, albeit hesitant, laugh.<br/><br/>"Anyway, enough about me and the Doctor, lets get back to you," the Master said turning back to Robin and smirking at her smugly. "You're right to think that your not this fabled being. You can't enslave a race with your mind, but believe me, you are who I say you are, because I do not make mistakes!" He hissed before continuing with his mad rambling. "You're young, you still can't properly use the psychic power you possess, but it there, laying dormant inside of you. Luckily, I know how to tap into it."<br/><br/>"And do you know how I can prove that my dear?" The Master asked before drawing one knee into his chest and winking at her. "I can prove it, by making you cripple the human race."<br/><br/><div align="center">---</div><br/>The Doctor's body was limp and seemingly lifeless when Strax checked on him. He still lay against the TARDIS, his shaggy hair covering his face and his eyes shut peacefully. If anyone looked at him they might say that he looked at peace....but anyone who had actually seen what had happened to the Doctor would have been disturbed. For even though he had been engulfed by an explosion, the Doctor's body was still in one piece, give or take a few burns and scratches and the hole in chest.<br/><br/>He didn't respond to any of Strax's comments or warn him not to do anything stupid, but he did speak softly. One quiet collection of words that tumbled from his lips with a hoarse whisper.<em>"I will save you..."</em><br/><br/>The TARDIS began its journey and let out a horrid grating sound as it moved. The area that the Master had shot was now being covered by the Doctor's body and now that it was in flight, more burst of white and gold light were soaring out from under him and grabbing at the air. Slowly, they began to wrap around the Doctor, enveloping him in the glittering vapors.<br/><br/>The TARDIS let out another scrapping noise before violently shuddering. Whatever journey it had just made had taken all it had left to complete.