rec: within, the enemy, by astrogirl
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calufraxStory: Within, the Enemy
Author: AstroGirl
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 2634
Author's Summary: An AU branching off from the TV movie, in which the Master succeeds in taking over the Doctor's body.
Characters/Pairings: Eighth Doctor, the Master, Jo Grant
Warnings: None
Recced because: Assume the Master takes over the Doctor's body and inhabits it as his own. What happens next? This is an AU from the TV movie and thus an Eighth Doctor story, but it can be fully appreciated by anyone who's acquainted with the Master, including readers only familiar with New Who. (There's a brief moment with Josephine Jones -- nee Grant -- but all you need to know is that she is a former companion of the Doctor. There, now you know it.) The premise of the story allows for a fascinating exploration of the Doctor, the Master, and the Doctor/Master relationship, and the author doesn't disappoint, forging fearlessly ahead with a gripping and thought-provoking tale. Perhaps the author's most amazing accomplishment is that the plot is full of surprises, but at the very end there is a sense that everything that happened was in fact inevitable. And speaking of the end, there are no words to convey its utter brilliance. But you'll have time to try to think of some, because it's an ending that will stay with you for long after you've finished reading.
Unclothed, he stands before the polished glass and maps the contours of this warm, new flesh out with his hands. It is a good body: healthy, well-built, young. As for the face... He cups his cheek with one hand and considers. There is a certain innocent prettiness to the features that really isn't him, though lopping off those ridiculous curls and perhaps cultivating a beard will no doubt do much to bring it into alignment with his self-image.
The eyes, however, are his already: hard and brittle and full of hate. They are the eyes of a killer, and the sight of them in a face he still thinks of as the Doctor's excites him even more than he'd expected.
He stands for a long, long time before the mirror, and he comes back to it again and again. But he never does cut the hair, or grow the beard.
Author: AstroGirl
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 2634
Author's Summary: An AU branching off from the TV movie, in which the Master succeeds in taking over the Doctor's body.
Characters/Pairings: Eighth Doctor, the Master, Jo Grant
Warnings: None
Recced because: Assume the Master takes over the Doctor's body and inhabits it as his own. What happens next? This is an AU from the TV movie and thus an Eighth Doctor story, but it can be fully appreciated by anyone who's acquainted with the Master, including readers only familiar with New Who. (There's a brief moment with Josephine Jones -- nee Grant -- but all you need to know is that she is a former companion of the Doctor. There, now you know it.) The premise of the story allows for a fascinating exploration of the Doctor, the Master, and the Doctor/Master relationship, and the author doesn't disappoint, forging fearlessly ahead with a gripping and thought-provoking tale. Perhaps the author's most amazing accomplishment is that the plot is full of surprises, but at the very end there is a sense that everything that happened was in fact inevitable. And speaking of the end, there are no words to convey its utter brilliance. But you'll have time to try to think of some, because it's an ending that will stay with you for long after you've finished reading.
Unclothed, he stands before the polished glass and maps the contours of this warm, new flesh out with his hands. It is a good body: healthy, well-built, young. As for the face... He cups his cheek with one hand and considers. There is a certain innocent prettiness to the features that really isn't him, though lopping off those ridiculous curls and perhaps cultivating a beard will no doubt do much to bring it into alignment with his self-image.
The eyes, however, are his already: hard and brittle and full of hate. They are the eyes of a killer, and the sight of them in a face he still thinks of as the Doctor's excites him even more than he'd expected.
He stands for a long, long time before the mirror, and he comes back to it again and again. But he never does cut the hair, or grow the beard.
