Evil is an opinion

by FastestKeyboardTyperInTheWest

Lucy did what she did. She doesn't, she can't regret it. She saved them from the inky blackness.

Darkness, the darkness of everything, inky blackness that falls to the ground like dust. He stands beside her, and she beside him, watching, waiting.

'What do we do, Harry?'

'We help them,'

And so the Paradox Machine was built, and so Harry Saxon became the Master, and so Lucy became ridden with guilt and pain.

And yet, deep down, she cannot help but feel the darkness again, hear the anguished screams of the dying and soft moans of the transformed, and think that in some twisted way, she did good. She helped. She doomed the earth, but she saved it's future inhabitants.

Thats good, isn't it? She watches, and waits in her cell, and she realises what's going to happen. But she won't do it again. She's sick of doing the 'right thing'

Lucy Saxon needs to save the universe.

She doesn't manage it.