"You are impossible," the Master cursed after Robin was done with her heroic speech. He hopped down from the table and angrily kicked the TARDIS's controls with his little foot, hissing as a jolt of pain shot through it before he rounded on Robin. "You watch the Doctor die. You insist that he's coming to save you. You are in a completely hopeless position. Yet you insist on fighting the inevitable. Your friends are being slaughtered as we speak by every single enemy the Doctor has ever faced. Yet still you hope!"<br/><br/>"Robin or Vixen or whatever you want to be called. You are a silly little girl!" The Master shrieked. He panted heavily as he recovered from his tantrum, his cheeks were flushed red from his outrage, but after a few breaths he regain his composure.<br/><br/>"And you are going to help me break the humans, do you know why?" The Master's smirk returned as he gazed at Robin. He bent down next to her ear before whispering softly. "Because you've already done it,"<br/><br/>"The person who speaks on the zeplins and in the message sent the Silence, is you. A precious little collection of video clips was sent to me by my future self containing these valuable weapons and in each of them it contained your voice and your psychic command saying exactly the deadly words that made them brain dead," the Master said before chuckling into her ear. His breath was surprisngly cold despite how close he was to her body.<br/><br/>"Do you understand what this means girl? I hope you do, because its very simple," the Master said before grabbing her neck and throttling her with his little hand. "You have to do it! By sending the video to me the point has become fixed! If you don't do it, then all of time will collapse!"<br/><br/>The Master threw back his head and howled with laughter, pointing at her mockingly like any schoolyard bully, "So tell me... do you still think you have a chance at defying me?"<br/><br/><div align="center">---</div><br/>The light began to fade as the door opened and the bright sun of Florida filled the TARDIS. The vapors of glitter had retreated into the Doctor's skin and circled around the wound. Slowly, his eyes began to open and a lazily smile cross over his face as he lifted his head off the console and turned towards the open door.<br/><br/>"Hmmm...?" The Doctor began as he gazed as the two with half closed eyes, peering through his eyelashes whilst he smiled at them with rosey cheeks. It was almost as if the Doctor believed himself to be waking from a pleasant nap rather than a near death experience. When he saw the giant gun pointed at poor Allen, he shook his head before slowly raising himself off the damaged console and shaking his head briskly.<br/><br/>"No, no, no, put down that weapon you buffon," the Doctor hissed as he got to his feet and began to stagger towards them, clutching his back with a groan. "And will one of you please do the decent thing and get me a cane? A man of my age cannot be expected to walk about when I am so heavily wounded!"<br/><br/>The Doctor suddenly froze on the spot. Something was wrong. The words he had just spoke felt wrong.<br/><br/>Although he said them in his voice, he had said them in a manner that made the tone of his words sound older and a bit more pompus. His golden eyes started shiftting left and right as he mulled over the thought whilst his hands reached up to the sides of his duffle coat and grabbed them lightly before sticking his chest out and saying, "Oh dear, this is quite alarming."