A Life of Reality and Fantasy.

The Master pulled me through the Dalek base. Memories from my character’s past gathered at the front of my mind, the pain she felt, sorrow, fear…I shivered silently.

“Here.” The Master opened something, inside was bigger.

“A TARDIS…” I said, walking in. Being inside was amazing. I looked around, taking in my fill. I heard the doors close, as my eyes drifted around to the controls. I guess I had to play my part. “It has been so long since I last been in one.”

“Really?” The Master questioned. “I do have a question, how did you send a message to my TARDIS?”

‘Good acting, but be careful answering his questions.’ Timey warned.

“I’m a TimeLady, is it surprising that I can send a message to a time machine?” I said

‘Interesting answer.’ Timey said ‘Don’t let him know the real you.’

“A TimeLady?” The Master was watching me. “And what is your name, TimeLady?”

“Call me – The Princess.” I told him, placing my hands on the TARDIS’ dashboard.

“Princess…um.” The Master looked at me up and dawn. “Why haven’t the Dalek’s killed you yet?” He voice turned venomness. I looked shocked, but looked down.

“The high council never liked me, I can hear Space and Time…I was taken by the Daleks. I begged for them to help, they didn’t. The Daleks took me to their base…I am the only survivor of the Time Dalek experiment…They killed my friends, the other Gallifreians during Phase 1…I lived….” I said, my artificial memories surfaced.

“Phase 1…what was phase 1?”

“The joining of TimeLord or TimeLady life source to the life source of a TARDIS…It hurt…it hurt terribly… I wanted to die, for it to end there…but it didn’t…the Dalek’s left before they began phase 2…which I am thankful for, but, no doubt, the Daleks elsewhere have got phase 2 ready…and are waiting…” I closed my eyes, but was unable to stop tears – I was a terrible actress, but I got into a character all too well. A hand halt my shoulder, I looked up into the face of The Master. He was really close, I looked away. “Please don’t let them find me.” I begged, I was truly fearful at the thought of Daleks getting me – who wouldn’t be? What surprised me was that my voice shook- it took a lot to make my voice shake.

“I won’t…” The Master began, I reacted immediately.  I hugged him, my head resting on his chest.

“Thank you…I will never be able to thank you enough.” I said

“Ok, you can let go now.” The Master said, I let go blushing, my tears had mattered the fur on his chest.

“sorry…” I wiped away my tears. I stood back as the Master got to work, working at the control panel. I ended up backing into a corner. I looked at my furry brown hands. My top had my cutie mark, I had no idea what it meant, I hadn’t go that far yet.

“You seem a little lost.” The Master said, I looked up, his back was facing me. He had put a waist coat on at one point, it suited him, I sighed.

“I guess I am.” I answered, I glanced down,  my own tail was pretty cool.

“and why is that?”

“You try being locked up in a Dalek camp for a few hundred years!” I snapped at him, he chuckled. I looked at him confused. He was looking at me over his shoulder.

“I have a feeling we’ll get on just fine.” He laughed; I rolled my eyes, but found myself smiling. “You can come closer you know, I don’t bite.”

“I seriously doubt that.” I said, smiling, but I joined his side nonetheless.