𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙛 𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 ✧ 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 Ⅱ [✓]

The End Of Time {Pt. 2} Pt. 1

The Doctor and {Y/N} have been bound and gagged, strapped upright to trolleys. Wilf is tied to a chair nearby.

"Now then, I've got a planet to run. Is everybody ready?" the Master asks.

"Six billion, seven hundred and twenty-seven million, nine hundred and forty-nine thousand three hundred and thirty-eight versions of us awaiting orders."

"This is Washington. As President of the United States, I can transfer all the United Nations protocols to you immediately, putting you in charge of all the Earth's defences."

"UNIT HQ, Geneva reporting. All under your command, sir."

"And this is the Central Military Commission here in Beijing, sir, with over two point five million soldiers, sir. Present arms!"

"Enough soldiers and weapons to turn this planet into a warship. Nothing to say, Doctor? Sister?" {Y/N} tries to say something, her eyes narrowed "what's that? Pardon? Sorry?"

"You let them go, you swine."

"Oh, your dad's still kicking up a fuss."

"Yeah? Well, I'd be proud if I was."

"Hush, now. Listen to your Master" ring, ring.

"But that's a mobile."

"Yeah, it's mine. Let me turn it off" Wilf says.

"No, no, no, no, no. I don't think you understand. Everybody on this planet is me. And I'm not phoning you, so who the hell is that?"

"It's nobody. I tell you, it's nothing. It's probably one of them ring-back calls" the Master searches Wilf's pockets and finds the revolver.

"Ooo, and look at this. Good man!" he tosses it on the floor and gets the phone "Donna. Who's Donna?" {Y/N} stops moving, looking at the Master from the corner of her eye.

"She's no one. Just leave it"

"Gramps, don't hang up. You've got to help me. I ran out, but everyone was changing."

"Who is she? Why didn't she change?"

"Gramps, I can't hear you."

"Well, it was this thing {Y/N} did. She did it to her. The Metacrisis" {Y/N} makes a noise of some sort as the Master walks towards her.

"Oh, she loves playing with humans. Ugh!" the Master says, the Doctor looks as the Master leans towards {Y/N} whispering something, she shakes her head in response.

"Are you there?" Donna asks.

"Find her. Trace the call" the Master says.

"Trace the call" a scientist-Master obeys.

"Are you still there? Can you hear me?"

"Say goodbye to the freak, Granddad" the Master says.

"Donna, get out of there! Just get out of there. I'm telling you, run!"

"She's on Wessex Lane, Chiswick. Open the phone lines. Everyone on Wessex Lane. Red alert."

"What do I do?"

"Run, sweetheart, that's all. Run for your life!"

"There's more of them."

"Donna? What's happening? Are you still there?"

"They're everywhere."

"Oh, I'm starving."

"Look, I'm telling you to run, Donna."

"I'm still hungry."

"Just run, sweetheart. Just run."

"It's not just them. I can see those things again. Those creatures. Why can I see a giant wasp?"