My Fair Nyssa

Prologue

The Prologue

Oh she thought she had done well, chosen a mixed up human. One who loved to be in control . One who seemed to love having separate lives - certainly not one that would end up being loyal to him. WHY HAD IT ALWAYS GONE WRONG? No matter what form, no matter what she did! WHY? Finally, she thought she had it right. Deliberately she turned herself into this form, one that she felt sure the Doctor would have found attractive but NO, he had to choose Earth again. Flippin, bloody Earth! Argh!

She thumped the controls and stormed around her TARDIS control unit and kicked the walls - she had just about resisted taking her hat off and jumping up and down on it. Of course even the Brigadier had to show up and blast her! Even in death the Brigadier was loyal to the Doctor. Some people were just too bloody-minded for their own good. Why had it ALWAYS gone wrong?

"TARDIS," she growled, "what has happened to some of his past companions!"

The TARDIS obliged and flashed data: Susan - married, architect - "Not her!" Ian Chesterton and Barbara Chesterton - Alive still teaching managed to stay young. "Lucky them!" Polly, Steven,, Dodo, Victoria... all Missy dismissed with a swipe of her hand as she picked up an apple and crunched into it allowing some juice to dribble down her chin a bit: Jamie McCrimmon - Clan Cheif - "Show me a picture?" she arched an eyebrow in appreciation - "no, not him!" A couple more names zipped by until Jo Grant. "Tell me about her?" Married, grandma, great grandma - still adventuring with her husband, "no!" Missy sighed. Children - she shuddered, Leela and Romana were on Gallifrey, wherever that was, Sarah-Jane had died. "Come on, TARDIS throw me a bone here!" Adric - Dead: "Oh for gods sake, I know that!" Tegan Jovanka: Alive - never Married, Missy arched an eyebrow, promising she remembered Tegan as an angry woman: - Human Rights Campaigner - oh bother, even SHE had to be goody goody. "Anymore?" Perpugilliam Brown - Queen - Dead. Melanie Bush - Back on Earth, Married to a Sabalom Glitz. Missy was twirling the apple stem between her fingers sucking in her cheeks impatiently; "TARDIS!" she hissed. Dorothy McShane - Alive Owner of Charity ACE.org: "Shame, she had Fenrir blood in her - if only I had known that at the time!" Missy flipped through the information: "TARDIS you forgot one!" All Are Present. "You forgot one - if I can remember her you should to!" the TARDIS seemed reluctantly to bring up the name of the one companion it did miss: "Nyssa - last Maiden of Traken," Missy read. "Oh yeah, that was a good day!" she grinned. "Companion to the Fifth Incarnation of the Doctor - wonder what his reaction would be to me? Nurse cured the Universe of Lazar's now working on Rickters disease - quite ambitious little bint aren't ya!" she scrolled down: "Ship she once commanded was called Terminus and was once used as a Time Travel ship! Clever too," Missy was about to bite into her apple but stopped when she saw a picture of Nyssa. "oh you were a pretty one - surprised the Doctor did not kiss you - oh look, he did!" the TARDIS had bought up a video of their goodbye. Little did the Doctor know that the reason for Missy kissing him was to steal some of his memories. She had too. That and because she could. She watched the goodbye scene over and over again: "Aw poor wee babbie!" Missy sighed, "it took you to get out of yer clobber to get him to kiss ya. Mind you, you were pretty!" Missy sighed again. Well, she had to get out of Earth for a little while. Nyssa was kind - she would always say something nice.

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The Master angrily flipped his TARDIS switches after the Doctor had, yet again, foiled his plans. Nothing he ever did seemed to impress the Doctor or the Council of Gallifrey enough to let him lead them. There had to be a way for him to win. Had to be! That bloody Australian standing in the way, he growled flicking his cloak off and sat on the chair: "TARDIS," he rubbed his forehead, he had a headache, "what happened to Nyssa?" for some reason, despite who she was and what he had done to her Planet the thought of Nyssa was enough to calm and soothe him down. His screen computed and processed the name: Not Known!