[Here, have an AU pool scene with… a side of awesome XD Yooooou’ll see]
“It’s kinda funny, this, yeah?” Zach grinned as he lightly tugged at the straps. John glared at him, but couldn’t do much else with the tape over his mouth other than glare hotly at his former friend. “Now, now, Johnny-boy. You look like a frustrated kitten. Keep that up and I’ll fall over giggling.” He gripped the vest by the arm holes and hefted John up off the floor. He shoved him into the chair that had been sitting behind him, “Take a load off, Pet. You’re not needed yet.” James was elsewhere, probably taunting Sherlock via mobile.
“Y’know, of all people… you knew this was going to happen. You were always suspicious of my Precious, and you knew of my loyalty to my important people.” Zach turned an accusatory green gaze to John as he leaned against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest. His suit rumpled slightly, but he didn’t care. James had demanded him to look nice for their first real appearance since Zach had wiped them from the radars so long ago. “You just… sat back and watched. You watched me flounder and try to desperately save Precious, in vain. And what did you do?” Zach hissed as he pushed away from the wall and marched over to John’s chair. “Fucking nothing!”
He hooked his foot under the rung of the chair and yanked up, canting it back and watching John fall. The Semtex were plastic explosives, only a correct charge would set them off, so not even a bullet could harm it. He smirked at the choked whine of having the wind knocked out of him leaked from John’s throat. “Some friend you are.” The crack of the back of his skull hitting the cement made him smirk and he watched John blink hard to clear his vision.
He squatted down next to John’s torso and and tapped his bottom lip. Tap, tap, tap, tap. “This is the end of our war, Pet. Can’t you hear the drums? They’re calling for blood. Your blood, and Sherly’s.” He gripped the corner of the tape over John’s mouth and ripped off suddenly, his eyes watching the lips warp under the pull of the adhesive.
“Zach, don’t do this.” John begged, trying to find something in the man before him that exposed the boy he had known in school. It was nowhere in sight. He blinked as Zach laughed again, throwing his head back. The older man pulled out a pocket watch, with interesting patterns on the front.
“Mm, almost time.” Zach stood and raised an eyebrow. “And really, no one’s called me Zach in such a long time. Been going by my hacker tag, mate. Where’ve you been? Although, bit more than a tag, now that I’ve got all my memories back. D’you remember that name, Pet?” He grinned down at John as deep blue eyes widened. Oh, this was rich.
John stared up in horror. He’d met others, so many others. He’d met alternate Sherlocks and Johns and Moriartys, he’d even met the Doctor a few times and now… He’d finally met him. ”Master… you’re… you’re the Master?!”
The man threw his head back and laughed. “Got it in one! Bravo, Johnny.” His phone beeped four times and he gripped the front of John’s vest. “Ever wondered how I managed to look the same so long, so did I! Precious got me this lovely little watch and then whamo! I found me again. Now, come. It’s time.” He hauled him to his feet.
“No, Zach… you don’t have to do this.”
“Oh, but I do. I want to mess up Time and how it’s supposed to go. See, Precious and I will actually kill you two and then the Doctor will come and alter all this. You won’t actually be dead for too long. Doesn’t matter. You aren’t important. We’re after the TARDIS.” He yanked the jacket onto John and grinned before shoving him out. He listened to the conversation, to Sherlock’s and John’s voices. He listened to his lover come out, reveal himself… And then he stepped out behind Sherlock.
“Surely you wouldn’t forget us, Surly?” He cackled as Sherlock spun about and pointed the gun at him. He could hardly hear Sherlock’s accusations above his own hearts beating wildly. Thud, thud, thud, thud. “Did you miss me?” His hands were shoved into the pockets of his jacket where his laser screwdriver hummed, waiting for him.
Pale eyes narrowed, “Master? Well, this is a surprise.”
The Master rolled his eyes. “Precious, this is boring. Can we cut to the fun part?” At James’ wicked grin, he stepped aside as Sebastian’s laser point aligned in the dead center of Sherlock’s forehead. He pulled the screwdriver from his pocket and pointed it at the only tiny explosive on John’s chest. Delicate, concentrated, meant to only rip open John’s chest and kill him instantly without hurting those around him.
In seconds, John and Sherlock were gone, bleeding on the side of the pool and staring at each other with blank eyes. He stepped over the bodies on his way to James’ side and pocketed his screwdriver. “Lovely.” He smirked over his shoulder at the remainders of his ‘childhood’ friends and offered his arm to his lover. “Now, Precious, we wait for the Doctor.”
“If he doesn’t show, Master, I will have to skin you.” James commented with an air of nonchalance as he looped his arm through and squeezed lightly. He smiled up at him with devilish curls at the corner of his mouth.
“If he doesn’t then I’ll be the best damn pair of shoes you’ll ever have.” James laughed and he grinned and together, they left the corpses for Sebastian to clean up. They had places to be, people to kill, and someone had to pretend to be a Mr. Harold Saxon in the morning.
Reblogging because Master/Moriarty is <3 I love Wholock so much and I think that the Master and Jim would be good friends. (Might be difficult to understand what’s going on without knowledge of these two? In the RP “Zach” is an OC, once best friend of Sherlock Holmes, but got romantically involved with James Mortiarty (A boarding school AU)
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