Life Cycle f a Time Lord ("Round" entry)

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Title: Life cycle of a Time Lord

Rating: G

Word Count: 386 words

Characters: The Master and the 10^th Doctor

Warnings: N/A

Episode Setting: Between “Sound of the Drums” and “Last of the Time Lords” S3E12-13

Summary: The Master intends to taunt the Doctor, but it quickly turns into something he didn’t expect.

The Master paced the room, every so often he would tell a joke, cause the Doctor some pain, or entertain himself. It had been months since the Master had taken him captive during the whole Toclafane fiasco.

The Doctor sat in his chair, counting the hours until his freedom. The Master spun on his heel, a fun game came to mind. A smile spread across his greasy face, he couldn’t kill the Doctor right now, but he could have a little fun with him.

“Don’t you ever get sick of it?” the Master questioned him, his curiosity genuine, but his intentions were more to taunt.

“Sick of what?” the Doctor replied, deciding not to resist the Master little game.

“Sick of your life! It’s never boring I know, but it’s the same old! Round and round in your cycle, you find a friend, a lover, an adventure, you save the world. But eventually you leave them behind. Your life, is an endless cycle, spiraling on into the end. Just the thought of it makes me sick, doesn’t it bother you?”

Every word the Master said rested heavy inside him, for although he was teasing him, he spoke the truth. He was stuck inside an endless cycle. New friends, new adventure, same ending. In the end he was always alone. The Doctor stared straight into the Masters devious eyes.

“No. No it doesn’t bother me. I may be stuck in a cycle, I that is my choice. I will never be like you, you’re so lonely, so isolated. You put on a smile, you force a laugh, but do you remember the last time you were truly happy? I can. Every time I start a new friendship, I know it will end. Most likely bad. But I choose to live in the moment, because really, if all you’re doing is looking at the end...” the Doctor paused letting his words truly sink in. “...then you’re not really living are you?”

And with that the Doctor turned away from the Master, leaving him alone again.