Full Circle
Title: Full Circle
Author: darklyenigmatic
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Vague allusions to LotTL
Summary: The Doctor left the Master, the first time. Now, at the last, the Master leaves him.
Characters: Ten, Simm!Master, vague allusions to earlier versions
Pairing: Implied Doctor/Master
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Not mine, unfortunately. BBC owns them.
Word count: 200 exactly
Author’s Note: Attempting to ease myself back into Doctor/Master. I do intend to finish Golden, I promise, but it may take some time. Hopefully once all my assignments are out of the way next week I’ll be able to start focusing on my fics again. Anyway, this is my first double drabble, my first fic in months, and probably not that good. Apologies in advance for what are probably some very messy tenses. I just needed to write something. Unbeta-ed, so any and all mistakes are mine. Written for the doctorwho_100 prompt 014: Regret. Let me know what you think! :)
Years on, the Doctor will know that what he did was wrong. But now, right now, in this very moment, all he has is anger. He thinks, then, so very young and so very naive, that it is hate, but later he learns how vastly different the two are.
He leaves that night, flees in his TARDIS and doesn’t return for a hundred years, and even then he leaves again, less than a day later and with his granddaughter in tow. At the time, he doesn’t realise how much his actions hurt the Master, and later, when he finally comes to accept that in this he is the one at fault, he cannot let himself dwell on it, on the fact that, if he hadn’t ever mistaken anger for hatred, then it may never have come to this, to the Master dying in his arms and leaving him alone again. It is a terrible irony, the way it has come full circle. The Master is leaving him this time. And, for all his crimes, for all the things he has done, for leaving the Master that first time and spurning him since, he can’t say it’s more than he deserves.
Author: darklyenigmatic
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Vague allusions to LotTL
Summary: The Doctor left the Master, the first time. Now, at the last, the Master leaves him.
Characters: Ten, Simm!Master, vague allusions to earlier versions
Pairing: Implied Doctor/Master
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Not mine, unfortunately. BBC owns them.
Word count: 200 exactly
Author’s Note: Attempting to ease myself back into Doctor/Master. I do intend to finish Golden, I promise, but it may take some time. Hopefully once all my assignments are out of the way next week I’ll be able to start focusing on my fics again. Anyway, this is my first double drabble, my first fic in months, and probably not that good. Apologies in advance for what are probably some very messy tenses. I just needed to write something. Unbeta-ed, so any and all mistakes are mine. Written for the doctorwho_100 prompt 014: Regret. Let me know what you think! :)
Years on, the Doctor will know that what he did was wrong. But now, right now, in this very moment, all he has is anger. He thinks, then, so very young and so very naive, that it is hate, but later he learns how vastly different the two are.
He leaves that night, flees in his TARDIS and doesn’t return for a hundred years, and even then he leaves again, less than a day later and with his granddaughter in tow. At the time, he doesn’t realise how much his actions hurt the Master, and later, when he finally comes to accept that in this he is the one at fault, he cannot let himself dwell on it, on the fact that, if he hadn’t ever mistaken anger for hatred, then it may never have come to this, to the Master dying in his arms and leaving him alone again. It is a terrible irony, the way it has come full circle. The Master is leaving him this time. And, for all his crimes, for all the things he has done, for leaving the Master that first time and spurning him since, he can’t say it’s more than he deserves.