[ WP ] One day , in High School , you unintentionally get into a fight and are stabbed in the process . As you lie dying on the floor with everyone around you , you notice that your hands and face are beginning to glow a fiery yellow . You seem to be `` regenerating . ''

I trudged unthinkingly down the potholed roads towards the Orphanage. A group of some of the less savory inhabitants of this area were in the way. As I tried to avoid them I accidentally bumped into one of them as he was standing up. 
 
 `` listen you little faggot! You better watch your step or I'll mess you up.'' Shouted Sam, one of the multiple petty criminals that infested the public school system 
 
 `` I did n't mean to bump into you'' I said as I reminded myself that in just a year I would be out of this neighborhood and resumed walking. 
 
 `` Yeah, you better keep walking bitch.'' 
 
 `` Dumbass'' I muttered as I walked away. 
 
 `` What did you say to me!'' 
 
 I thought about just saying nothing and moving on as I had so many times before. But this was the final straw. I deserved more than this. Surely this time I could master these pathetic ignoramuses. I turned to him and shouted `` I said, you are a dumbass.'' 
 
 The next thing I knew he was inches away from me and had a Knife in his hands. I tried to defend myself briefly before being stabbed. The knife was cold and foreign. I collapsed and was distantly aware that Sam and his compatriots ran away. I looked down and saw a pool of blood soak through my flannel shirt and black jacket. 
 
 Suddenly the Wound closed, but the blood was still there. I became aware that my hands were glowing as I managed to get to my feet. 
 
 I simply starred at my hands before looking at my pocket watch smashed open on the pavement where I had fallen. Why had I brought that with me, It was broken. I thought strangely disregarding the glowing effect. 
 
 The glow spread, and I felt several things at once. My hair receded and turned white. I suddenly felt a beard grow on my face. Was I really trashy enough to wear a goatee? I felt my skin stretch out and I seemed to gain a few inches in height. 
 
 I grabbed my hair and starred at it. My thin blonde hair was slowly turning both gray and black. I felt as though I was starting to look older but somehow becoming younger. Knowledge flooded into my mind. The Watch was not broken at all, I realized, as I remembered everything. The Daleks, the Cybermen, Gallifrey, the Doctor. 
 
 The Glowing ceased and a wave of energy smashed all the glass around me. 
 
 I am the Master, and I think I shall negate that particular mewling wretch Sam ’ s birth. 
 
 
 

