Chapter 1

Childe of the Star

The Master, while strolling along the corridors of his ship, discovered a strange happening one morning. He was simply walking along when, in an instant, a bright light formed and faded, leaving in it's wake a small, female form. Normally, he would have killed it in an instant, but the feeling of warmth the small girl was giving off kept him from doing it. He had a feeling that Fate was trying to give him what he couldn't have on Gallifrey.

A family.

He took the girl in his arms and carried her to his quarters. He placed her under the covers of his bed and soon realised that she did not have any clothes. Lucy's clothes would be too large, he realised, and his clothes were men's. He grabbed the odd t-shirt he had and slipped it over her body for temporary cover, but he knew it wouldn't do.

He paused for a moment and put everything into perspective. He had a wife, and a daughter, and the world was under his command. And, for once, the Doctor couldn't take it all away from him. He felt on top of the world!

Oh, wait…

Lucy entered the bedroom at that time and saw the young girl in the bed, and she was unsure of what to think. This was shown on her face clear as day.

"Harry…" She started. "Who is she?"

The Master turned to her, took her hands, and spun her around, smiling all the while.

"Our daughter, Lucy. Fate gifted her to us."

"What do you mean, Harry?" She asked, not quite understanding.

"She appeared in a sudden light. Right in the middle of the hallway!" He said, starting to dance around. "I've only heard legends of something like this in the old stories on Gallifrey. She's called a… - what was it? -" He snapped his fingers. "A Star Child!"

He twirled Lucy around once more and sat her in a chair.

"They say every so often, a star will take manifest as whatever species is closest. So, this time, it took human form! Except," His hands placed themselves down on the arms of Lucy's chair so that he was staring eye-to-eye with her, "they're never entirely the species they become. They'll have certain abilities - most are known to be empathic - and they'll have an incredibly long lifespan, almost longer than a Time Lord's!"

Lucy's eyes were as wide as saucers. She asked, "So, she ours?"

"She is, Lucy. She really is."

Lucy frowned.

She looked at the expensive watch that was resting on her wrist and sighed. She glanced up at her husband. "I'm sorry, Harry. I've got an appointment. I'll be back soon."

She gave him a peck on the cheek and left.

The Master stared at the small girl that was still unconscious in his bed and smiled. He sat down beside her and brushed a few strands of her fiery hair out of her face.

Now, his only wish was for her to wake up.

When she first began to stir, the Master made sure not to be too close, as to frighten her. She opened her eyes to reveal pale - but bright - blue irises. She curled in on herself slightly.

"Wh-Who are you?" She asked, her voice slightly shaky.

"I'm the Master. I'm your new father."

"Why do I need a new father?" She asked. "What happened to my old one?"

"Nothing, my love. Before this, you were a star, so you didn't have a father. But, since you have become human, I will become your father. My wife, Lucy, who you'll meet in a little while, will be your mum."

She smiled. "I'd like that."

The Master then realised something. "Do you know your name?"

She nodded. "I am… Danica. The Morning Star."

The Master smiled at her and stood up. "I will try to go get you clothes, and until then, why don't you stay here and rest. I'm sure Lucy will be back soon."

She smiled and waved goodbye to him. A minute or so after the door closed. She attempted to stand up and walk to the book shelf. Key word: attempted. About halfway into her journey, she fell flat on her back. She sat up, rubbed her aching back, but got up and tried again, this time getting the hang of the whole "walking" thing.

She gazed at the novels contained on the shelves, trying to figure out which one to read. Finally, she chose "Peter Pan".

She turned and managed to walk all the way back to the bed in one go. She sat down and opened the book, finding herself enraptured in the enticing tales of Wendy, her brothers, and the mysterious island called Never Neverland, where children never aged. Not one day.

By the time Lucy returned, Danica was nearly done with the book, and the Master had not yet returned. Danica glanced up when she entered the room and gave Lucy a smile.

"You must be the Master's wife, Lucy. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Danica."

Lucy glanced at her. "Yes, I am the Master's wife. I'm the one he devoted his life to, not you." If it were a cartoon, steam would be coming out of her ears. "You should just stay out of the way. He only took you in out of pity, I'm sure."

Danica looked at her as she left into the bathroom. Still only wearing the large t-shirt, she ran out the room with the book clutched to her chest. She stumbled into a room after running for a while and gasped when she saw the man chained in the room. He hadn't noticed her yet, so she kept to the shadows wondering why he was chained up.

She was a young girl, and she was a curious child, so she asked, "Why are you all chained up?"

His head snapped up, his eyes scanning the room, looking for the young, female voice. Unable to find the source, he decided to try to keep them talking, and see if he could find the source then.

"They don't want me to stop them."

Danica's eyebrows furrowed.

"Who?"

The man chuckled, the sound reverberating through the small, darkened room. "Have you heard of a man called the Master?"

Her head tilted to the side, confused.

"The Master? But… He's been so kind to me. Why would he chain someone up?"

"What's your name?" The man asked, suddenly remembering he didn't know her name. Maybe he had met her already.

"Danica."

He smiled in the general area he heard her voice coming from. "I'm Jack."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Danica, I'm not gonna hurt you. You wanna come out so I can see you."

"Not really."

He laughed. "Come on. It's not like I can do anything." He shook his arms arm round, his chains rattling.

Slowly and cautiously, she stepped out of the dark shadows and stepped into the slightly lit area, just far enough away that there was no chance of Jack getting anywhere near her.

Jack stared at her, shocked. She was a child. What was a child doing on the Valiant?

"Why're you here, kid? Why're you on the Valiant?" He asked, voicing his thoughts.

"'The Valiant'? Is that what this place is called? Well, I'm here because this was where I chose to manifest."

Jack gave her a look and asked, "'Manifest'?"

She nodded. "I'm the living entity of the star Sirius."

Jack thought about it, and he had seen wired we things at Torchwood, so he wasn't fazed by it as others would be.

"So, what did the Master do that was so nice to you?" He asked, bringing up an earlier comment of hers.

"He took me in when I appeared on this ship. He went out to try and get me clothes. He should be back soo-" She gasped. "He'll be back soon! I have to go."

She glanced back at him before leaving and asked, "Can I come back?"

Jack smiled. "If you're asking if I'm okay if you come back, then, yes, you can."

She beamed at him and left the room, running back to the bedroom. She settled herself on the bed, and looked to the bathroom. It appeared Lucy had left.

Just as she settled back in and continued reading, the Master walked in. He was holding a bag of what appeared to be children's clothes. He placed it on the bed and gave her a soft smile.

"These should do. Why don't you grab something and go into the bathroom to change?"

Danica nodded and grabbed the item at the top, along with underwear, and left to the bathroom. She changed into the pale grey cap-sleeved sheath dress.*

When she walked back out, the Master was lounging on a chair, looking at something on some sort of tablet. When he heard the door open, he looked up and gave her a smile. He placed the tablet down on a nearby table and got up to embrace her. He spun her around and placed her on the bed. He sat down beside her.

"Back on my home planet, I never got a family. Here, though, I have you and Lucy. The world is at my command, and I have a wonderful family that I love. I am so glad that I have you."

Danica looked at him. "So… You didn't take me in out of pity?"

The Master looked at her.

"Why would you think that?" He asked.

She looked down, ashamed.

"It's just that… I mean… She said you did."

The Master felt anger bubble up at whoever made her think this.

"Who? Who said I did?"

She quietly murmured something.

"What, my love?"

"Lucy." She said, barely a whisper.

The Master tromped down the hall, searching for his wife. He could barely call her that. How dare she tell Danica that he took her in out of pity! He turned on an unsuspecting servant, growling out, "Where is Lucy?"

The servant squeaked out a response and off the Master went, his anger still boiling deep within him.

He walked into the room where Lucy was, barking an order at everyone else that was in the room to make them leave. Lucy looked at him, confused.

"Why did you tell Danica I only took her in out of pity?" He growled.

"She told you, didn't she? That little b-"

His hand snapped out and slapped her, stopping her mid-sentence.

"Don't talk about her like that," he said, "or I'll have to do something about it."

Lucy nodded, shrinking away from him.

"Good." He says, dusting off his suit.

He gave her a fake smile and left, heading for the bridge. He needed to release some steam.

He never liked Belgium much anyway.**

Danica snuck into Jack's cell once again. It was the sixth time she had done so. She had become very good friends with the - as she was surprised to figure out - immortal man.

"Hi, Jack."

He smiled. "Heya, Danny."

That's what he had started to call her, and she liked it. She sat down on one of the more lit walls and they just talked.

"Dad and Lucy are fighting again. It's my fault." She admitted.

He gave her a sympathetic look. "Come on, kid! I'm sure it's not your fault."

"It is." She nodded. "Lucy told me."

Jack gave her a look. "And since when did you believe everything she told you?"

"I-I don't know." She looked down. "Are you disappointed in me?"

His features softened. "Not at all, kid. I'm disappointed in her for making you so sad."

She gave him a smile, then said, "I just finished a new book! It was called… It was called, um… What was it called? Oh! It was called "The Hobbit". I liked it. I'm still looking through the bookcase to find "The Lord of the Rings", though."

Jack laughed at her excitement. He knew she and the Doctor would get along. They'd probably bond over their shared love of books.

She glanced across the room to another door that was facing Jack's front.

"Where does the other door lead?" She asked.

"Out the the main hallway." He replied. "I don't think anyone, not even the Master, knew about or remembered the other door: the one you came through."

She glanced at the watch on her wrist, then sighed and stood up. She straightened out her golden dress and headed towards the door.

"I'm sorry, Jack, but I've got to go soon. My dad'll because back soon and he'll have a fit if I'm not in the room when he's back."

He gave her a nod, and she left.

She got back to the room just in time, too. For, as she sat on the bed, he came through the door. She gave him a smile, and he didn't know any better. Her life was perfect.

…So far…

Hello, thank you for reading the first chapter of My Morning Star, by ME! AKA: Other Oswald. Call me Other. So, onto the little Asterisks:

*If you don't know what this kind of dress is, look it up. It's actually really pretty.

**It's not that I don't like Belgium, it's that I had this HUGE map final in Social Studies and I was freaking out over Europe (it has like 47-50 different countries [It really depends on what you count as a country] and I knew, like, Italy and Russia. Belgium was the first one I remembered.

Remember, I don't own any of the books mentioned, or Doctor Who, but I do own Danica, and the creatures called "Star Children". Don't sue me!

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