Skaro

“I said run!” Shouted The Doctor in anger as he tried to disconnect Clara from the Dalek travel machine.

“It was always you who ran Doctor, not me,” The Master casually stated as she walked away from the pair.

The Dalek city rumbled as previously inert liquefied Dalek mutants crawled up the pipes to attack their still whole counterparts. The shaking intensified as the Dalek city began to buckle under the pressure pushing The Master to pick up the pace lest she dies with the grotesque mutants which she hated so.

Nearly stumbling The Master turned a corner only to be met with the form of a silver and blue Dalek.

“HALT,” The Dalek ordered.

Looking around her The Master could see several more Daleks of varying design surrounding her.

“YOU ARE A TIME LORD!” one of them observed as the group surrounded the still calm Master preparing to kill her.

“You know what?” Missy said smugly, “I just had a really clever idea”.

“EXTERMINATE,” The Daleks yelled in unison as they fired on the stationary Master.

Acting quickly The Master pressed a few buttons on her vortex manipulator, that she may have lied to Clara about them being blown up, setting it to absorb the incoming energy projectiles and teleport her out. It was an old trick but a useful one.

The bolts hit her and to the Daleks it seemed she vanished into thin air as she was disintegrated.

To The Master however the vortex manipulator activated and began to teleport her away.

But something was wrong.

“What’s wrong with you?” The Master growled at her vortex manipulator as she span out of control through the time vortex and then... out of the time vortex?

The Master had no words as she witnessed herself being hurled out of one universe into another, no less because the stresses on her body were agonizing and she physically could not speak, the journey was killing her!

Finally it was over.

Popping into existence the vortex manipulator exploded on materialization, for real this time, and The Master fell to the floor.

She was dead.

But she was a Time Lord.

For them, death is but a barrier to cross.

She slowly got up as her body began to glow, hands first, then the rest of her followed. She held it off just to get a look at where she was. She was on a simple stone road on a mountainside, in the distance she could see what seemed to be a city surrounding a huge castle.

“Where the hell am I? Another universe for sure, but I suppose that’s a mystery for after… rebirth.”

With that her arms lurched outwards as golden energy exploded out of her arms and head, she was regenerating.

The energy could be seen for miles causing concern to many of the native inhabitants, but soon enough it dies away.

The Master was on the floor again, slowly she tried to get up onto her two legs, but quickly fell again, something felt off. Then she noticed it.

“You have got to be kidding me…” The Master deadpanned in a rather squeaky childlike voice.

She was equine! Four legs, fur, mane and tail. A pony!

“Seriously… I’m both equine, and a child, about five years of age I believe. I really drew the short straw this time, wait…”

The Master felt her forehead with one of her hooves, there was a horn.

“I’m a unicorn! Ha! Maybe this won’t be so bad after all, wonder if I can use magic or something?”

Next to her were the scattered remains of what were her clothes, inside of which she fished out a watch, and somehow she held it with he hooves.

But that was a mystery for later, as a child her options were severely limited, so she decided the best option was to hide. She would hide and live among the inhabitants of this planet until the day she had the body and knowledge to be productive in this new world. It wasn't the first time she had done this, she had done it before at the end of the Last Great Time War. And then just like before she would return as her true self, and the world would burn.

Possibly.

It would kind of depend on how she was feeling at the time.

Sighing The Master readied the watch, and opened it.