And Abby makes three!

Hi everyone! Sorry for the late post, I've just been spending so much time getting acquainted with the TARDIS' facilities. Did you guys know that the doc has a Zero Gravity ping-pong room? It's amazing!

Although the Master seems to be a Debbie downer lately... Maybe he's just sad he had to come to his old rival for help. I think there may be some "tension" there, if you know what I mean. -W-

Okay, so here we go! My name's Abigail Stewart, I'm twenty-two years old, I enjoy long walks on the beach and reading fan fiction by candlelight. And this is where things get... Interesting.

So one day, I was just lounging around in my apartment when suddenly my wall just collapsed, and I saw The Slenderman, standing two stories tall and very angry. He grabbed me by my neck and started to squeeze with his tentacles, and I felt my consciousness slipping away. Suddenly, I heard a loud "Vroop, Vroomp" type sound and his grip slackened. We both looked over to where the sound came from and saw the Doctor standing outside of his TARDIS. He had a strange wand type thing (which I later learned was a Sonic Screwdriver) pointed towards Slenderman, and began to talk.

Doctor: Hello, Slendy.
Slenderman: You of all people should know how much I dislike that name.
Doc: Of course, I'm the one who gave it to you back in Egypt. Makes you seem less threatening. Although judging by... (he gestures towards the tentacles) Whatever you have going on with those, perhaps making you seem less threatening isn't as important as making sure you don't pose a threat to anyone ever again.
Slendy: I know your ways, Doctor. You wouldn't kill anybody. And even if you would, what makes you think that one little Timelord could do so all alone?
Doc: I have no intention of killing you, I'm just going to send you back into the time war like I did with the rest of Gallifrey. And as for me being alone in this...
Master: Well, where would the fun be if I missed out?
Slendy: Hm. The two surviving sons of Gallifrey versus all of the Fears. Pray tell, how do you think you'd fare?
Doctor: Just take a look at the past. MY past. Every threat that has ever presented itself to this planet has been stopped by ME. And with my dear old friend the Master here...
Master: I love it when you call me that.
Doctor: Well, it takes two to tango as the saying goes. In fact, I believe I made that saying. Presented it at a Victorian age ball with the Queen as my date, after I had heard it from a companion of mine. Fascinating little paradox that incident formed-
Slendy: ENOUGH. I will admit, you have protected this world from everything that has been thrown at it... Which ks why The Fears will see it as an honour to be the first to defeat you.
Doctor: We'll see about that, now won't we?

He then pointed his sonic screwdriver at The Slenderman, who disappeared in a mass of black tentacles. He then turned his attention to me. He knelt down, and said in a friendly voice:

"Wanna come on a little trip?"

This is your Master Speaking

Hello humans, I am the Master. The Doctor’s latest tag-along insisted that we document our “adventures” in a blog, since “That’s what you do when you’re fighting these things.” according to her. And what are these “things” we’re fighting? Well you know them as the Fears.

Strange beings that have plagued your planet, the literal embodiment of phobia. Oh but there is so much more to them, such a rich history they have. It all started back on Gallifrey, little stories kids told to scare their friends, tales of “boogey men” and monsters. Nothing but nonsense. Until the Time War however, where these children’s tales became very harsh realities. They didn’t make themselves known however; they lied in the shadows and waited. Even after everything Gallifreyan was sealed in the time-lock, they still bided their time.

It would have remained that way if that fool Rassilon hadn`t driven me to break the lock. That`s when they escaped and made Earth their new home, and you humans their new prey. After the time-lock was closed again I was taken into one of their “Domains”, a strange looking crossroad with paths shooting off in all directions. I was standing in the center trying to figure out where I was, when a grey skinned man walked up to me. He merely looked into my eyes and my mind was flooded with all the information I have just rambled off. It was a massive headache. Especially with those damned drums beating louder than ever. In the midst of this head splitting pain, the grey skinned man had disappeared and the Fears were now standing before me. I don’t know which ones they were or what they wanted; all I’m sure of was my next action.

I ran. I’m not afraid to admit it, I had no way of combating those creatures on my own and I wasn’t in the mood to die. So I ran, I ran and I ran until I found a way out. A door, just a simple little door. I don’t know why it was on that path nor did I care. It was a way out, and that’s all I wanted. Something that could take me away, something that could lead me to safety. That’s all that ran through my mind. And when I barged my way through it I got just what I wanted, the perfect get-away device.   

A TARDIS.

Oh but not just any TARDIS. His TARDIS. The Doctor’s. Oh, it may have looked different from the last time I saw it, but I knew it was his. The feeling, the sound, the smell, all screamed out at me, Doctor. And lo and behold who should walk in but the man himself.

Doctor: M-Master…

Master: Ahhhh, I always love it when you call me that, no matter what voice you have.

Doctor: How, how did you get here?

Master: Why the front door of course. There is no other way in.

Doctor: But, but how? Why?

Master: Can’t I drop in to see an old friend? Is that really such a crime?

Doctor: Stop this now Master. I’m in no mood for your games.

Master: Ohhh, there`s an attitude in this new you. I like it.

Doctor: ENOUGH! Why are you here? How are you here?! I thought you went back. Back into the time-lock.

Master: That’s where I thought I was too, at first.

Doctor: What do you mean?

Master: I’ve seen them Doctor. I’ve been to their world.

Doctor: Seen, seen what? Who’s world?

Master: Oh you know who Doctor. Think; think with that big brain of yours. What else was sealed in the lock? What other horrible things escaped along with the Timelords?

Doctor: … The Fears.

Master: BINGO! We have a winner!

Doctor: But how? They`re nothing but mere fables.

Master: Do you think mere fables could drive ME to run. No, no, no, Doctor. They’re much more now, they’ve evolved.

Doctor: Evolved?

Master: Yes! To the point where you can’t handle them alone. I can’t handle them alone.

Doctor: Is… Is there anyone else? Were any other Timelords pulled into where you were, instead of the time-lock?

Master: Nope. Just me. And you.

Doctor: As it always has been.

Master: And always will be.

Geronimo

Hello! I'm The Doctor!  Just The Doctor. I've been on countless adventures with many different companions, and I've used my trusty TARDIS (that's Time And Relative Dimension In Space) to be able to go on them. All in all, they've mostly been fun. I'm the last of the Timelords, aptly named for discovering time travel. Right now, I'm preparing to leave my current companion, the poor lass who had to endure this horrible adventure with me. How bad was this horrible adventure you ask? Well, imagine an army of Daleks. And the Daleks are riding giant Cybermats. And the Cybermats are eating the universe.  The scenario previously described is a cakewalk in the park compared to the adventure. Want to know why? Let's just say that I wasn't the worst thing to escape the Time War.