Deadlock

Chapter 9

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It was amusing watching them, like rats in a maze responding to each change in their environment, they each had their own way of dealing with things and The Master couldn't help but find them fascinating to watch, this bizarre little group she had assembled. The soldier off in front methodically tackling this challenge a step at a time whilst doing his best to guide and support the others.

His determination to return to his beloved Clara, a thusly rid Missy of the irritation of The Doctor's latest companion, was the only thing keeping Missy from killing him for having ruined her plans. The Doctor conquering the universe now what a twist in the tale that would have been...

Her adorable Dr Chang, it was like kicking a puppy. He had been so eager to learn and it had felt nice to have someone to look up and admire her after all those years...there...

Missy wondered if that was why The Doctor kept on taking companions even if they broke his hearts every time one was lost. Goodness knows he was a slow learner for a timelord but even he must have realised that mortal pets inevitably led to goodbyes; so clearly there had to be more to it than simply having someone to worship you?

And well she shouldn't admit to having favourites but...

The Master had chosen to hang back to the back of the group, having ordered them to climb to the top of what appeared to be the tallest building in the Nethersphere. She was old fashioned after all and couldn't be doing with having any of those mortals staring up her skirt. Besides it gave her the opportunity to watch their progress or in the case of her delightful Osgood a distinct lack of progress.

Hooking her hand around a support strut Missy easily swung herself up and over to where her latest pet had seemingly frozen, her arms gripping onto a service pipe for dear life eyes clenched shut, and Missy smirked as she caught a snatch of muffled noises that almost sounded like praying.

"You're praying to the wrong timelord my dear." Missy gloated, her manic smirk sliding off her face as Osgood seemed entirely insensible to her arrival, and that irritated her, irked her, she wasn't accustomed to being ignored. "You're being awfully quiet Skip normally I can't be shutting you up. Don't tell me you've developed a fear of heights"

"You pushed me out a window." Osgood's reply was muffled by terror and the pipe that she seemed intent of fusing herself to.

"What are you moaning about you didn't die!" The Master snorted, these earth girls were so dramatic. The Doctor fell out of a plane and you didn't see him whingeing about it.

"No but I thought I was going to, again, because of you."

Finally there was a bite, The Master smiled, pleased as Osgood opened her eyes even if it was only to scowl somewhat wobbly at her. But the Master gave her some credit for the attempt; it was a little difficult to get good and vindictive when you were clearly terrified out of your wits.

"Exactly it was a joke...and you should have seen your face..."

"Hysterical I'm laughing on the inside."

"Honestly earth girls no sense of humour, I really can't understand what The Doctor sees in you...well apart from the obvious..." The Master drawled suggestively, surprised when Osgood actually looked confused.

"Which is?"

Rolling her eyes at such naivety Missy couldn't help but laugh. "That you're pretty, mortal, no threat to him intellectually...oh and have a disturbing propensity to massage his ego and god knows what else."

"You are disgusting."

"Just telling it like it is sister. Now have you finished playing the damsel in distress Skip? The Doctor is not coming to save you, only you can do that so move it!" Missy ordered pleasantly surprised when Osgood actually moved to obey, taking a deep breath before inching her way up the pipe.