div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"With each war that he forcefully ended a bit of the good man he used to be slipped away. Missy saw it. The light in his eyes changing from that of something hopeful to that of a mad man. A man ruled by his lust of power. The same light she'd seen in the mirror so many times. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"The Time Lady sat in the console room painting her nails and listening to the Doctor blab on about his latest success and how they all seemed so grateful. How they treated him like a hero. How he couldn't understand why Clara had been worried. She just nodded and grinned in agreement. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"Of course he hadn't noticed any discernible difference in the way he acted. No one ever did at first. He still thought he was doing good. Which in a sense he was. Every planet they visited quickly declared world-wide peace. But only because they feared the consequences. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"They left a wake of ruin as well. The side that he decided was in the wrong often got the brunt of it. Especially if they refused to surrender. The Cyberarmy would destroy much of their civilization. Granted he still didn't have the /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"stomach to order the destruction of villages and lives. But he would turn a blind eye to it and allow Missy to carry out the orders. "Anything for peace..." He would mutter, trying to convince himself that it was what was right. "Everyone will be happier in the long run." /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"But with each attack he grew more used to it. He would even watch from the safety of the TARDIS on occasion. But it became less of a problem with each planet they visited. Word spread quick when the Doctor was involved. And quickly wars would just begin to end of their own. Fearful of the Time Lord's wrath. He would just shrug it off. Claiming it was less work for him. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"He didn't realize he wasn't the emhero/em he claimed to be anymore. He was the dictator Clara had feared. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"Missy thrived in it though. Each surrendering planet, each war snuffed out because of fear fueled her lust for power. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"She looked up at him as his rant about the recent success came to a close. His voice trailed off into a tone that she hadn't heard in a while; dread. She scanned him over. He was leaned over the console, his knuckles turning white as he gripped it tightly. "That was it then." He sighed. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;""What was it then?" She asked, putting the bottle of nail polish to the side and standing to stride over to him. She placed a hand on his back reassuringly, her eyes darting to the screen. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"Oh. That was the last warring planet. Well, second to last. There had been one in particular he'd been avoiding. Earth. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"No matter how much she corrupted him she never managed to break his passion for that tiny little planet. For its insolent little humans. She rubbed his back gently. "It has to be done." She told him, her bright blue eyes turning back to him. "Otherwise all your work will go to waste. They'll go back to war. Every last one of them if you don't hold your word here."/div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"He nodded slowly. "I know..." He began, standing up straight. "It has to be done. I'm just..." He cleared his throat, feeling like there was suddenly something stuck. "Not looking forward to it is all." /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"She nodded, trying not to let a Cheshire grin curl onto her lips. "Let me do it then. Let me have the burden..."/div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;""No." He quickly cut her off, moving away from her touch. "No I need to do it. I'll find a way to do it with minimal damages. " he looked her over. "You would destroy everything."/div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"She shrugged. Well he wasn't wrong. She would. "Fine." She agreed. Surely this flaw, this tiny bit of humanity left in him wouldn't effect her plans too much. He'd still be her King. And she'd still be his Queen. They'd already conquered enough to prove that. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"But she couldn't help but feel like the bloody Earth would be her ultimate demise in the end. Just like it always was./div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"The Time Lady sat in the console room painting her nails and listening to the Doctor blab on about his latest success and how they all seemed so grateful. How they treated him like a hero. How he couldn't understand why Clara had been worried. She just nodded and grinned in agreement. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"Of course he hadn't noticed any discernible difference in the way he acted. No one ever did at first. He still thought he was doing good. Which in a sense he was. Every planet they visited quickly declared world-wide peace. But only because they feared the consequences. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"They left a wake of ruin as well. The side that he decided was in the wrong often got the brunt of it. Especially if they refused to surrender. The Cyberarmy would destroy much of their civilization. Granted he still didn't have the /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"stomach to order the destruction of villages and lives. But he would turn a blind eye to it and allow Missy to carry out the orders. "Anything for peace..." He would mutter, trying to convince himself that it was what was right. "Everyone will be happier in the long run." /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"But with each attack he grew more used to it. He would even watch from the safety of the TARDIS on occasion. But it became less of a problem with each planet they visited. Word spread quick when the Doctor was involved. And quickly wars would just begin to end of their own. Fearful of the Time Lord's wrath. He would just shrug it off. Claiming it was less work for him. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"He didn't realize he wasn't the emhero/em he claimed to be anymore. He was the dictator Clara had feared. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"Missy thrived in it though. Each surrendering planet, each war snuffed out because of fear fueled her lust for power. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"She looked up at him as his rant about the recent success came to a close. His voice trailed off into a tone that she hadn't heard in a while; dread. She scanned him over. He was leaned over the console, his knuckles turning white as he gripped it tightly. "That was it then." He sighed. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;""What was it then?" She asked, putting the bottle of nail polish to the side and standing to stride over to him. She placed a hand on his back reassuringly, her eyes darting to the screen. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"Oh. That was the last warring planet. Well, second to last. There had been one in particular he'd been avoiding. Earth. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"No matter how much she corrupted him she never managed to break his passion for that tiny little planet. For its insolent little humans. She rubbed his back gently. "It has to be done." She told him, her bright blue eyes turning back to him. "Otherwise all your work will go to waste. They'll go back to war. Every last one of them if you don't hold your word here."/div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"He nodded slowly. "I know..." He began, standing up straight. "It has to be done. I'm just..." He cleared his throat, feeling like there was suddenly something stuck. "Not looking forward to it is all." /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"She nodded, trying not to let a Cheshire grin curl onto her lips. "Let me do it then. Let me have the burden..."/div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;""No." He quickly cut her off, moving away from her touch. "No I need to do it. I'll find a way to do it with minimal damages. " he looked her over. "You would destroy everything."/div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"She shrugged. Well he wasn't wrong. She would. "Fine." She agreed. Surely this flaw, this tiny bit of humanity left in him wouldn't effect her plans too much. He'd still be her King. And she'd still be his Queen. They'd already conquered enough to prove that. /div
div style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"But she couldn't help but feel like the bloody Earth would be her ultimate demise in the end. Just like it always was./div
