He watched as the human- Clara, took the deal. Stupid, he thought, stupid. Humans with their pudding brains, they really don't know what they're doing. She was such a fool to take that contract, but he supposed be shouldn't complain. A soul was a soul. He should be excited, as it was going to increase his life, but he didn't really see it as a good thing.

"Awe, no fun. You got to her first. Thought you were too slow for this type of work now." A voice from behind surprised him and he whipped around, finding the Black Raven, also known as his most irritating archenemy, Missy. She tucked her dark wings and wrapped her humanoid body in a blazer. The Doctor rolled his eyes, his own hoodie keeping his beautiful white wings covered.

"It was my contract to begin with." He responded gruffly, watching as Clara examined her numbers in print. "You have no jurisdiction to be here. Don't you have other things to do, since you're the Quantum Darkness?" Missy rolled her eyes.

"I prefer Mistress of Darkness, but anyway, can't I just be here? I'm not here to hurt you, Doctor." The Doctor glared at her in return. It took Missy a moment to crack, "Fine. I know her, or at least, know of her. She's not your average contract. Different, I suppose is the best word for Miss Oswald."

"Different how?" He questioned.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out." Missy looked towards the window, where Clara was looking through a notebook of options. "You'll never find a soul quite like hers, I'd say."

"I have a feeling you're only trying to intrigue me." The Doctor grumbled, "I just need to wait my twenty hours and-"

"And?" A short sigh escaped the Doctor's lips. Missy was attempting to anger him.

"I'll get her soul-"

"But?"

"But, I need to talk to her and get to know her. You know this already." The Doctor chided as he watched Clara find the first person she wanted to see with her vortex manipulator. The Doctor didn't necessarily want to speak to this Clara, but he supposed that in order to get his soul, he had to do it. It was a strange way of doing so, as it only resulted in his hearts raging. Last time someone issued a contract with him, it was to a couple by the name of Amy and Rory. Despite the fact that he had many great memories with them, he had to take their souls anyway. It was a bitter reminder that it was how he continued to live his fruitless immortal life, claiming souls with each contract. It was why his appearance had changed rapidly; he had stopped collecting souls for awhile after their death, but because the contract had been made, he had no choice but to obide by it.

"Yes, I do, but it's always nice to hear it from you. It's funny to listen to you have it the hard way. I just have to swoop in and-" Missy slammed her fist into her palm, "the soul is mine." Missy on the other hand, didn't have to do the heartbreak. It made her less apathetic and she had a bottomless hunger for souls, but it had a downside, as her contracts could only be made by the foulest of people, while his could be made by anyone with the right connections.

"Did you come here just to annoy me, or was there a proper purpose?" The Doctor finally asked, irritated by her words.

"The latter, but the former is all the time." She winked, then poked his side playfully as he didn't show emotion towards her jokes. "Look, Doctor, I just wants to see your latest contract. That's all."

"That's all?" He asked, to which Missy nodded. The Doctor didn't trust her, but he supposed he had no other choice. She was the only other Quantom Raven besides himself, so he didn't have too much of a choice when it came to talking to her.

"Yes, do I have to repeat myself? Jeez." Missy rolled her eyes.

"Missy-"

"Hurry, your contract is going away." Missy said as Clara typed in coordinates into her vortex manipulator, leaving nothing more than air as she pressed enter. The Doctor sighed yet again, banishing away to follow his dear contract.

Missy smiled, taking out her universal phone and dialing a number in. Two rings and the person on the other end answered. Missy spoke before the other person could, "I have to say, pairing him up with Miss Oswald was a brilliant idea. She was definitely desperate for that vortex manipulator..." She murmured into the phone, "He'll definitely do it now, if Amy and Rory weren't enough for his hearts. Mmhmm. Goodbye." Missy put her phone away, chuckling to herself. She was sure of it now, it wasn't too long until then.