"Remove one tenth of the population!"
As 6 billion spheres passed by the bridge of The Valiant, The Master's lipped curled upwards, his grip tightening around Lucy's slender body, his fingers drumming the same 4-beat rhythm along her waist, the noise getting louder and faster, almost deafening, his eyes growing wide with sheer power. With his other hand, he flicked a switch by his side, the intercom switching on and the sounds of the Earth below flooding the room, fuelling The Master's power hungry ego.
Turning back towards the large window, he gazed at the spheres as they descended, just bleak dots in the distance now, the cries of terror and death ringing in his ears over the intercom, drowned out by the drums in his head. He could almost taste victory it was so within his grasp.
Glancing over his shoulder he pushed Lucy to one side gently, his attention solely fixed on The Doctor. "Congratulations Doctor, you just got front-row seats." Flashing The Doctor a wide toothy grin, he signalled with one hand to the guards. "Bring him forward."
As his minions moved towards The Doctor, The Master, glanced around the room, noting Jack absentmindedly, watching as he tried to get up. Pulling out his laser screwdriver he aimed it at Jack firing it at him once again. Sighing as if it was already a nuisance to him, he stepped back up the steps, furrowing his brow. "Where's Miss Jones? She'll miss all the fun." He exclaimed with a short laugh.
Grabbing The Doctor from the guards as they approached him, he indicated towards Jack. "Lock him up somewhere below, out of the way. And make sure to keep him chained up, we don't want him trying to escape now do we?"
Practically dragging The Doctor up the last few steps, he took him towards the large window, making him watch the Earth as it burnt below them, the grand human race now nothing more than target practice.
Placing his hand on The Doctor's shoulder, he could feel The Doctor's heartbeats rapidly pounding, now knowing he had won and left The Doctor completely powerless.
"And so it came to pass that the human race fell, and the Earth was no more. And I looked down upon my new dominion. As Master of all. And I thought it... good."
Turning his gaze to The Doctor, he grinned wickedly, squeezing his shoulder, noticing The Doctor couldn't seem to take his eyes from the planet.
Pulling away from The Doctor, he pushed him down forcefully onto the console in front of the window, letting him writhe there as The Master revelled in his victory. Keeping his laser screwdriver on hand in case anyone wanted to try any last minute heroics. Not that it would matter at this point.
Standing at the balcony, he ran his hands along it smirking slightly and running the tip of his tongue along his lips. "Ah Miss Jones' family. What do you think of my new empire. It's good isn't it? Tish was it… and the parents." Running a hand along his jaw, he clicked his fingers suddenly. "Could always use a few cleaners and maybe some cooks." His eyes then fell on Clive Jones. "Hmm… oddly you don't seem the housewife type. But we could always use a janitor, somewhere out of the way."
Smiling sadistically, he scratched the back of his head, making sure to make a big show of each of his movements. "What's there to do for fun around here?" He commented with a manic laugh.