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Nagini slithered into the dark, firelit room, hissing to her master.
"Nagini says there is a man outside the door," rasped Lord Voldemort. "Wormtail, step aside so I can give our guest a proper greeting."
As Wormtail moved out of the way a blond man in black jeans and a hoodie strode into the room. He took one look at the thing in the chair and sneered disdainfully. "What planet are you from? Clom?"
Lord Voldemort, unaccustomed to being spoken down to regardless of his size or looks, was immediately enraged. "How dare you speak to Lord Voldemort without permission." He pointed his wand at the stranger, but before he could say Avada Kedavera the scruffy man leaning against the wall jumped up, yelling "NOOO!" Voldemort stopped, wand still pointed at the stranger's heart. "Crouch. What in the name of Salazar do you mean by stopping my execution of this muggle?"
The blond stranger narrowed his light brown eyes. "Muggle? I'm no muggle." He took a step forward and threw lightning from his hands, electrocuting Wormtail. Looking Voldemort straight in his slitted, red eyes, he said "I am the Master. One of the last surviving Time Lords. I am superior to you in every way. Lord Voldemort? HA! You're just a disfigured, petulant child compared to me." And before Voldemort could kill him, or even put up a shield, the Master electrocuted him.
When the former Lord Voldemort's single heart stopped beating the Master turned to 'Crouch' and sized him up.
"Well well, Doctor," he smirked. "What a look. The messy hair, the dark circles around your eyes...you look almost evil. And I should know." The Master took a step closer. "By the way, love the coat. You should definitely keep it." He winked.
The Doctor stepped closer so they were mere inches apart. "How can you be here? Master...Lucy killed you. You refused to regenerate. You died...in my arms... How can you be here?" Tears ran down the Doctor's face and his arms twitched a little, as if he wanted to grab the man in front of him.
The Master smiled his gleefully evil smile, whiskey eyes glittering. "I was brought back to life by my loyal subjects." At the Doctor's incredulous look, he said "Impossible? Yes, I know. But we found a way. Just in case." He spread his arms. "And here I am. Better than ever."
The Doctor took that opportunity to throw his arms around the Master, hugging and crying, happy beyond belief that he wasn't alone anymore. The Master, unable to hold back, wrapped his arms around the Doctor and whispered into his ear. "It's good to see you too, old friend."
THE END
A/N: So, don't ask me where this came from. It didn't exactly go as I planned. I meant for it to be funny and stupid throughout, but it kinda ended up sappy, didn't it? Anyway, I like it. And I hope you liked it. Reviews make me feel warm and fuzzy!