(This is what Raider looks like:
As if to answer him, the only door in the room swings open, slamming on the wall and a woman is thrown into the room. She lands on the ground in a crumpled heap, her face only half revealed to the Doctor. She had pure white hair that rested softly against her pale face. She wore a dark red tank-top, a black leather jacket, dark colored jeans and black combat boots. The door slams shut again,causing the woman to stir on the floor, groaning as she slowly sat up while holding her head in pain.
The woman looked over at the Doctor, her blue-grey eyes squinted as she looked him over. Anger flashed across her face as she scrambled to her feet, quickly moving Clara away from the grinder. "What a way to greet your wife. Especially after avoiding her ever since the town called Christmas. I thought you were dead."
The Murderer cuts her husband down, though it took a bit of time so the Doctor had a nice view of her calves for a couple minutes. She pulls him to his feet and just stared at him for a second before the silence in the room is interrupted by a loud crack. That was Raider slapping the Doctor across the face, hard. "Never think you have the right to tall toe like that. Next time will the last time."
The Murderer stepped closer to the man till they were only a couple inches apart. "And, yes, I do miss your last regeneration, I always will, but I also miss all of the ones that came before him. But this is what being a Timelord is about, changing, so that means I'm quite accustomed to a husband who changes his face and personality. I love you all the same....just sometimes more than others." She pauses and probably would've said more but she is interrupted by the woman's voice. "I really don't care you got ahold of those two, that's not really hard. What I want to know is how the hell you got me? And why was the Doctor hanging upside down like a piece of meat? It also looked, like you were about to turn her into ham."
The Murderer's blue-grey eyes followed the Doctor as he walked around the room as if he were looking for something. "Missy? Who the bloody hell is Missy? And what do you mean the Cybermen have recently attacked Earth? Why do I always miss the exciting things?" She could barely stop herself from asking question after question, that was something that was specific to this regeneration and even the Murderer found herself annoying.
The Murderer stared at the Doctor in shock, her bright red lips parted in surprise. "My.....my mother?" Her voice was shaky as she looked at the camera. Missy....short for Mistress. I very well couldn't keep calling myself the Master. Raider jumps as the woman's voice seems to enter her head, saying words that she has never hard before. "My father is now my mother...I know I've said I have always wanted a mum but I didn't mean like this."
The Murderer heads right for the door, not even waiting for the Doctor. Partly because she was pissed off at him and partly because it was her nature to head straight into things without thinking. Once out of the room, she turned back to face her husband. "You coming or what?"
The Murderer's blue-grey eyes widen in surprise as she noticed the woman in Victorian dress. To keep herself from running to her, the Timelady reaches out and grabs her husband's hand. She hears him grumble under his breath causing the Murderer to just tighten her grip as if to say, get over it. "Okay, your the Mistress but what exactly is this place? Are we on Earth?" Raider internally smacked herself, she did it again.
The Murderer felt herself go numb as she watch her 'mother' kiss the Doctor on his cheek. She takes a step back, roughly pulling the man with her, her red lips set in an emotionless line. "Home? It you men Gallifrey....its gone. The Doctor made sure of that, the Timelord's were going to destroy the universe." She felt cold all over, the last thing the Murderer wanted was even the slightest sliver of hope of seeing her home planet. She knew it would only be crushed, left devastated like before....after the Last Great Time War.
At the name Romana, the Murderer felt a flash of pain lash viciously through her head...That name...it was awfully familiar....Another lash of pain, as sharp as a whip, causes the Murderer to fall to her knees, her hand slipping from the Doctor's. It hurt to think of the name but all Raider wanted to know was why it hurt. "We can't go to Gallifrey. We'll be killed for what has happened. We are traitors."