Alice giggles as she heard my words " kill him with a story that's impossible" I look at her and shrug before speaking " I said end not kill the Doctor would never ask Martha to kill, right my mind works different by end I mean an end to everything he does now his paradox machine is active also best not to go out for now" as I speak the last words my face take a serious appearance.
"right I saw what appeared those spheres, I asked you before but what are they" I look at her with a complicated look on my face before speaking " you do not want to know, trust me its best if you never learn what they are " my response is the same as always I can't tell her that they are humans from the future heck maybe even her very own descendants are among those spheres.
Right, phase two time. As for what that is, it involved the very cloaking device I had prepared for Martha. I made it so that it would influence the vortex manipulator to bring her here. "Right, we are about to have a guest," I thought. Just as I finished, the air in the room started to vibrate. Not long after, Martha appears, looking around confused. "Hello, Martha, good to meet you in person," I say. Martha looks at me for a second before realising who I am. "You're the man from the Video, the Mechanic, right?"
I laugh at how long it took her to realise who I was "Yes, I am the Mechanic, a friend of the Doctor, as for my relation to the Master, well, let's just say if it were up to me he would not be around, but unfortunately, he and the Doctor are important to each others futures you can say" she looks at me confused " all three of us are Time lords the tile is not for show we can on acations get glimpse into the future or rather possible futures, I won't say anything about said future but the Doctor and the Master are, for no better example two side of the same coin, one seeks to help the other to control" she looks even more confused than before to which I can only sigh.
"ok, to simplify it in a way you can understand, although neither is willing to admit it, they are friends but also enemies, it's a somewhat contradictory relationship, but it works for them somehow" She looks at me with a somewhat understanding look.
My only thought is finally I can move on to explain why she is here, " right, best to get to the important stuff, we are on the clock, right, what's first. Ah, right, the device attaches to your torso. It's telepathic; it will render you completely undetectable to anyone and anything. I made it as insurance, since I was unsure if the Doctor would still use the foolish plan even with the stuff I left for you all. Unfortunately, he did, making the cloaking device necessary. I am sure he also told you exactly what you are to do, including the whole gather the weapon as a decoy thing, right?" To my words, she nods with a look of surprise on her face.
Seeing her nod, I smile, "Did he give you the key?" To my words, she pulls out a USB from her pocket, one I immediately recognise as the key," good use that once you get to a computer that has an uninterrupted signal to the Archangel network. It will sync with the countdown while also deploying a masking program that will allow any computer that the USB is connected to to become untraceable, gotta love turning a villain's tech against them" My last remark made Martha laugh.
"Ok, one last thing about your family, they all have a nanite version of the device on them with a different purpose. The moment they are about to be hit with lethal force or anything that could kill them, they will be teleported here however, when it comes time to face the Master once more, they will be teleported back to the valiant as for why some of humanity should remember what he is capable off, I know it could be anyone. Still, I did my research despite your family problems they are the only ones who would be able to live with the knowledge, I can't say more you will understand my words when this all comes to an end good luck I will be watching, as well as what I said in the video tipping the scales in your favor".
As my last word leaves my mouth, the vortex manipulator starts up and begins to teleport her away. Watching her disappear, my only thought is that it's going to be an entertaining year. Additionally, I am taking an extended break after all this building and preparation, as it's exhausting even for me.
I may bill the Doctor for all this work, nope, just remembered the Doctor is poorer than the poorest man alive. What would I do with the money? I only used it while I was living as a human. Now it's rather pointless since it's only usable on Earth and only in the current era. Imagine trying to use a £5 note in 1784; it would raise questions. I may even be accused of witchcraft or something.
Anyway, back to work using the very back door I made in the Archangel network, I start to watch Martha begin her long journey while I am here, making sure the master can't find her by creating false leads of her location and falsifying documents and reports on sightings of her. As I work, Alice brings me a cup of tea, stopping my work. I take the cup of tea, she speaks, " 5 sugars like normal, don't worry" Taking a sip, I sigh with content. I sincerely hope I never stop liking my tea sweet after I regenerate; otherwise, I may request a refund. This thought causes me to chuckle as I think about the image of me yelling at whatever R.O.B. that sent me here to return my sweet tooth.
After taking a sip of my tea, I get back to work, this time screwing with supply deliveries for the Master's construction projects, as I said, the Master is now on Hell difficulty. If I can hinder him in any way possible, I will.
I can picture it in my head, the master yelling at his people to find out who the hell is hindering him, but all he gets is a blank piece of paper with nothing on it. His face would be priceless. He suffers from the same problem the council does; most of them are perfectionists when it comes to their plans. Hell, they were even willing to create their own psychopath to transcend and become truly immortal, said psychopath being the Master. Do they think they are the protagonist from a cultivation novel or something?
The best part is the Psychopath; they made for their plan was the very person who literally gave the middle finger, sending them right back into the Time War, poetic justice if you ask me, unfortunately, the next time we meet that version of this version of the Master he kills Bill like really dude you had the whole redemption thing by preventing the end of time yet you are still an ass.
"Dam, I should have included a recording function on those nano spiders. I could have had them record the master's face when he realises there's nothing he can do to stop my meddling, it would have been good leverage on Missy" as I finish a fist hits my shoulder, not hard, the force used was from someone who was your friend but still angry at you for a reason you have no idea.
"Who is Missy, and why do you need leverage over her?" I laugh before speaking, "Missy is well, the Master. It's rather complicated, and I can't exactly tell you more than that. It's too much of a spoiler if I say more, as for why I need leverage, because it's fun and will be entertaining to watch her reaction to it, especially when she finds out it was me screwing with everything the whole time"
She looks at me, as if I were a weirdo, "Are all Time Lords like you?" I can only laugh "Yes and no, we change over time, and I don't mean just mentally like humans, I mean everything. We become a whole new person. Nine hundred years give or take, that's how long each version of us can remain naturally. It's called regeneration, our way of avoiding death, but we get twelve regenerations, thirteen faces. As for me, I am the first incarnation, not regenerated yet, although I know a lot about it".
She speaks with a shaky voice " does that mean you will not be you anymore when you regenerate" I chuckle at her worry " no I am still me each new incarnation is the same person it's just the appearance and a few minor changes in personality for example this version of me like to have fun and likes sweet things but the next might not. The significant aspects remain the same; my memories, my goals, and everything else are the same. The perfect example is the Doctor. His current incarceration is 11, meaning he has two left before his time is up. Still, despite the many faces he has been through, they all share the same purpose to save people, that's what makes him the Doctor, even if he himself refuses to admit that fact, no matter why he started, he has saved so many yet got nothing in return".
Alice looks at me in shock, "But what happens when it's his time? What will those he saved do? What about those who have yet to be saved?" I augh at her before saying something that I say far too often in these situations since I arrived "spoilers. No fun in knowing everything, not even Time Lords know everything that's going to happen".
Alice, of course, pouts at my response to her questions. Sorry, Alice, I can't tell you that future knowledge is dangerous to share with anyone, as it could fall into the hands of the Doctor's enemies. I can't let that happen.
After confirming Alice has nothing more to say, I get back to work, trying not to think about how the Doctor will waste one of his regenerations so he can keep his current self. I secretly swear to myself never to do what this version will eventually do; it's just not worth wasting an entire new self to explore.