The Master and Beatrice were taken to the Morok's ship and were quite literally thrown into one of the ship's cells.
"Well that didn't exactly go as planned," said Beatrice.
"No, I suppose not." agreed the Master sitting down on a bench attached to the wall.
"What do they want?" Beatrice asked, sitting down next to him.
"Oh, probably to take over the planet or something foolish like that..."
"Says the man who tries to conquer planets on practically a daily basis," pointed out Beatrice. The Master merely gave her a half-exasperated half-amused look and continued talking
"They were once quite the powerful military empire. Even defeating the Daleks. They invade planets mostly for, as you might put it "the hell of it," they tend to kill or enslave whatever race already resides on the planet." The Master explained.
"It was the Doctor who defeated them wasn't it?" the Master nodded.
"News gets around the universe. I believe it was during one of the Doctor's earlier adventures. He helped with a rebellion that overthrew and killed some of the Morok. This must be a rogue group."
"And they're pissed at you because you're a timelord and a timelord caused the downfall of their main civilization?"
"It seems so. Although the fact that I am a timelord is also likely why we were taken hostage as opposed to being killed like the rest of the civilians." Now that he thought about it he hadn't noticed any other hostages.
"That's ridiculous! That would be like the Brigadier blaming the Doctor for your crazy take-over attempts," argued Beatrice.
"I never said these people made much sense. They aren't exactly the most complex race in the universe. Technologically advanced maybe, but not very deep when it comes to motivation. By the way, I do apologize for the way this trip is going I had no idea that the Morok would invade." Beatrice shrugged.
"It's alright, I suppose I'm used to getting locked up by now, given the number of times you've held me hostage."
"You aren't worried?" He asked somewhat surprised. She shook her head.
"No. Not really. I'm sure between your genius-level intelligence and my talent for escaping, we can come up with a way to get out alive. Although, I feel sorry for the other people on this planet."
"I'm afraid I'm not too experienced in preventing alien invasions."
"No, you're usually the one responsible for them occurring in the first place," Beatrice replied with a laugh. The Master chuckled at her cheeky comment.
"A fair point my dear. Now perhaps we should focus on a plan of escape."
"Would it be possible to maybe damage the ship beyond repair? That would get rid of the Morok's arsenal."
"True, if we could get to the main control room I should be able to meddle with it. But to do that we have to get out of here."
Beatrice stood up and went to examine the door. It appeared that the door could only be opened from one side.
"I guess it would be too much to ask for a lock that I could pick." She said.
"I'm relatively sure that is the exact reason why the door doesn't have a lock." replied the Master.
"So what do we do? Ambush them when they come in?" she asked.
"I was thinking something along those lines." agreed the Master. Beatrice presses her ear to the door.
"Someone is coming," she said. The pair got on either side of the sliding door. As the Morok soldier stepped inside Beatrice knocked the gun out of his hand and the Master pressed a point on the back of his neck causing him to lose consciousness.
"What did you do to him? Use the Vulcan nerve pinch?" Beatrice asked him.
"I merely applied pressure to the vagus nerve." Said the Master, picking up the Morok's gun.
"We should probably gag him in case he wakes up." Using the Morok's knife he had in his belt she swiftly cut off the black sash that showed his rank and used it as a makeshift gag. She also grabbed his key card.
"Nicely done." Said the Master. "Let's find the control room." Beatrice followed him out and after a little trial and error found the control room. Using the key card they opened the door and the Master immediately shot the two soldiers inside. Beatrice winced slightly. The Master went over to the controls.
"Grab those vortex manipulators off their wrists and put one on," he said. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched Beatrice did as she was told and detached the vortex manipulators. He was pleased that she was able to think and react quickly, unlike some humans he had met.
Checking one of the scanners he saw that they appeared to be the only hostages. He walked over to Beatrice. And began to set the coordinates on Beatrice's vortex manipulators
"We have approximately two minutes till this place blows up." Guessing she was about to ask about any collateral damage he held up his hand to silence her. "And before you object you and I are the only non-Morok on this ship. Once I've set our manipulators all you have to do is press the grey button."
"Alright," she said although her tone was somewhat uneasy. Just as was finishing setting the coordinates on his manipulator the door to the control room flew open several Morok guards entered. One aimed a shot at Beatrice and almost instinctively he pushed her out of the way causing the shot to hit his arm. Gritting his teeth from the pain the Master typed the final number into his vortex manipulator and shouted,
"Now!" They both pressed the grey buttons on their vortex manipulators and disappeared.
Author's note: Phew! Seems like the Master can't go anywhere without getting into trouble. As usual thanks for reading and please like and comment.
