Doctor Who: Veiled Memories - The History of the Doctor

Chris McKeon
DOCTOR WHO: VEILED MEMORIES
‘On what charges’ the Doctor inquired. He was still far from sure if he could trust
this man claiming to know him.
‘For reasons much like yourself, Doctor: interference with the outside cosmos,
although we called it improvement.’
‘We I was there with you’
‘Ah, yes. Forgive me, my friend; I underestimate how much the Time Lords wiped
from your memory. But, you see, we two, you and I, both fled our home world for very
similar reasons: Unlike the rest of our people who were content merely to observe and
remain aloof from the workings of the Universe, we aspired to make a difference, to
improve what we saw. Of course our government forbade such actions, and threatened to
move against us. We barely escaped with our lives.’
‘So we travelled together, you and I’ The Doctor stood listening to the Master’s
story with rapt attention.
‘No, separately. We arranged to meet at your TARDIS and escape, of course, but an
overzealous Cardinal managed to discover our plans. He succeeded in capturing me, but not
before I warned you. You only left just in time.’
Dark images of fear and running flashed across the Doctor’s mind. He saw himself
fleeing towards his Ship, but there was another… He shook himself from his fleeting
memories and addressed the Master once more.
‘And you were left behind then, powerless to escape.’
‘Oh, you underestimate my skill for survival, Doctor. No, I also was able to flee, but
not without cost. I was forced to depart without my TARDIS.’
‘Then what’s this then’ the Doctor said, gesturing about the Console Room.
The Master smiled proudly.
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