"Well, Doktor?" the scientist's accent was thick, hair a fine, unruly explosion, and if weren't for the fact that the man was undeniably mad with power, he might have looked like Einstein's long lost, half-brother, twice or thrice removed. The Professor leaned in close, dark eyes intense. His breath smelled rather like the rest of Atlantis. Distinctly fish. "Now this vital secret, what is it? I must know!"
Daniel waited, hands going into the overly large jacket. He made sure that Jamie, Polly, and Ben were safely out the door. Then he opened his mouth.
"The secret is.... I haven't got one."
The archaeologist didn't notice the Master come up to him, much less make any sign that he was aware of the other man's surprise or the fury that was coming down on him like a storm cloud. He didn't react when he was roughly turned. His fingers came away from their fierce grip on the book shelf, fingernails pulling up wood as he was jerked away. Daniel only stood there leaning towards the other man. His head lolled in the Master's hands.
There was only a flicker of white behind the lids in response as the Master easily forced his way inside.
It hurt. The same pain he'd felt back on Galilee was only a fraction of the real thing. His cells were dying. Each and every single one. Daniel couldn't imagine being so sensitive to each function of his body dying one by one. His skin crawled as he wandered the console room like a trapped animal. They'd been dying for awhile now. It hurt, but he'd held on as long as he could, used every trick he knew to slow the cell death, just enough to see everyone off. Wonderful, funny, sad Donna Noble, finally getting some of happiness she deserved. She didn't need him around, not really. Not when she was finding ways to make it herself. With her new husband and Wilf by her side, she couldn't ask for better. Then there was Mickey and resourceful, practical Martha Jones, together! Fantastic Rose Tyler, about to hit the best year of her life. Good old Captain Jack. They were all going to be so happy.
This was it. He could feel it. The end.The last thought on his mind, before the world exploded in fire, was;
:D! okay memories are going to be split so its easier to respond to
Daniel waited, hands going into the overly large jacket. He made sure that Jamie, Polly, and Ben were safely out the door. Then he opened his mouth.
"The secret is.... I haven't got one."
The archaeologist didn't notice the Master come up to him, much less make any sign that he was aware of the other man's surprise or the fury that was coming down on him like a storm cloud. He didn't react when he was roughly turned. His fingers came away from their fierce grip on the book shelf, fingernails pulling up wood as he was jerked away. Daniel only stood there leaning towards the other man. His head lolled in the Master's hands.
There was only a flicker of white behind the lids in response as the Master easily forced his way inside.
It hurt. The same pain he'd felt back on Galilee was only a fraction of the real thing. His cells were dying. Each and every single one. Daniel couldn't imagine being so sensitive to each function of his body dying one by one. His skin crawled as he wandered the console room like a trapped animal. They'd been dying for awhile now. It hurt, but he'd held on as long as he could, used every trick he knew to slow the cell death, just enough to see everyone off. Wonderful, funny, sad Donna Noble, finally getting some of happiness she deserved. She didn't need him around, not really. Not when she was finding ways to make it herself. With her new husband and Wilf by her side, she couldn't ask for better. Then there was Mickey and resourceful, practical Martha Jones, together! Fantastic Rose Tyler, about to hit the best year of her life. Good old Captain Jack. They were all going to be so happy.
This was it. He could feel it. The end.The last thought on his mind, before the world exploded in fire, was;
I'm not ready.