http://tardiscrash.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] tardiscrash.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] best_enemies2011-03-02 08:43 am

Rec: The End of the Over

Title: The End of the Over

Pairing: Five/Ainley!Master, Ainley!Master/OCs

Length: 3,200ish

Summary: After the false Master-alarm in medieval England, the Doctor wonders what the real Master has been doing with himself. Post-Planet of Fire and The Kingmaker.

Warnings: explicit sex, swearing, dubcon

Author on LJ: [livejournal.com profile] neveralarch

Why this must be read: I prompted this. I had absolutely no expectation that it would turn out this wonderful. The interaction between the Doctor and the Master is pitch perfect and I love how this has weight to it with out being hopeless. So often things are ether crack or wholly depressing, this manages a balanced realistic view of them and is still a fun read.

Excerpt: I'm finding it hard to find a good snippet from the middle that can stand outside of the rest of the text.



"I'm so relieved that wasn't the Master back in England," said Peri. "I was sure he'd turned up to kill us all."

"I think that's a little unlikely, Peri," said the Doctor. "Given how I left him last, I doubt he's in much condition to do anything."

"Good," said Peri. "Now, I'm going to go sleep in my actual bed, with actual soft sheets, and an actual comfortable pillow. Being stranded in medieval England ruined my back."

"Sorry," said the Doctor, though he could hardly see how it was his fault. He fiddled with the TARDIS' knobs as he watched Peri leave, his mind on other things.

The Master was probably dead. Probably. Or severely injured. It was hard to think of the Master dead, not after all he'd done to stay alive. Injury seemed much more likely. He hadn't heard from the Master since Sarn, so perhaps he was convalescing. Given the Master's habits, he would probably be getting up to no good while doing so, too incapacitated to harass the Doctor but active enough to murder innocents.


Link to the story: http://neveralarch.livejournal.com/15729.html