The Adventures of The Master and Jacon

The Master paced back and forth, running a hand through his short, brown hair. He didn't know what he was going to do next. The Doctor had bested him once again, and he was beginning to tire of losing. Not that he was planning to give up, he was just considering taking a little break. He idly tapped out the drums of war while he considered it. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. He could take a break and then continue trying to plan ways to take over the planet - and eventually the entire universe - a little later. "All right, then, maybe I will," he muttered to himself.

He turned to his friend - was friend the word? - and asked, "What do you think, Jacon?" He said nothing else, just assuming that Jacon would magically know exactly what he was thinking about. And that Jacon would be able to give him the answer he wanted, even though he didn't know himself. He continued tapping and waited for an answer.

Jacon hear the Master as ask him something but dos not hear it all then he turns his head to the Master. "WhAt?" he ask in hope the Master will ask agine then turns his body around to the Master. as he start to move closer to the Master. "WhAt DiD YoU SaY MaStEr".

The Master chuckled to himself, taking a step towards Jacon and patting him on the eyestalk. He asked again, "What do you think, Jacon? Should I take a little break from planning world - and universal - domination? Would it be so bad?" He allowed himself a small smile at his strange companion. Jacon might be a bit odd, but he did enjoy having him around. He was good company. Not that he'd ever actually say that out loud.

Jacon nobs his eyestalk to say "yes about the break". "SuRe BuT WhAt KiNd Of BrEaK" Jacon says then his body move in a cycle by it self but the head paice dos not move and still looking at the Master. and you can hear a bit of a purring sound comeing of the insane dalek.

"I don't know," the Master shrugged, "I guess we just do something that is not taking over the planet. We could..." He trailed off. For once, he hadn't thought that far ahead. They couldn't take a trip anywhere because he didn't have a TARDIS in his possession. There were a lot of things the pair of them couldn't do. Activities tend to be rather limited when your companion is inside a metal case and doesn't have opposable thumbs. Even going for a walk anywhere public was bound to draw attention. "Hmm, I don't know. What do you want to do? Anything specific in mind?" he asked.

"SoRrY I DO NoT KnOw" Jacon say sadly because he think me may made the Master mad or sad. " WhY NoT We GO InTo ToWn" he says and waiting of appover. not at this point he have stop spining around in a cycle and his lil hat is about to fall off. Jacon rolls to a window ad looks out side and all the people.

The Master laughed softly and walked over to Jacon. He readjusted his hat so it wouldn't fall off, "All right, I guess we can go out. But, we'll probably draw a bit of attention." Some of the attention might be unwanted, but then, who would be able to mess with an insane Time Lord and his pet Dalek? He set his hand on one of the lights on Jacon's head, "Let's go."

"YaYaY" start to spin around and rolling to the door. "CoMe ON CoME" he say 5 time in a row sit at the door. if Jacon had a mouth he would be smile the big smile he could but he dos not. "WE ArE Go OuT SidE YaYaY

The Master grinned and stifled a laugh before walking over to the door to open it for Jacon. "After you," he said and gestured towards the now-open door. Apart from Jacon, he'd never seen a Dalek so excited about... well anything, really. It was actually quite amusing, and part of the reason the Master enjoyed having Jacon around.

Night shook the water off of her shirt, and her hair became messy, and Night, smiled, and walked towards the bus stop, laughing as the wiped the rest of the water off of her. She strolled down to her cafe, laughing louder, waking everyone up. She twirled her heel, and squealed. Something good had just happened, but no one knew what.

She had experienced something, magic.

jacon rolls out of the home that the Master and him was in and start to runn after a cat. "CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT"jacon yell when he is run after the cat. now he is lost in town and lot of people are look at him with fear. then 3 army tack pull up and solders get out of the tacks and point they guns at him.

Myra had been looking for someone to steal from when she came across a robot chasing a cat. "What the heck is that thing?" She thought out loud as she watched the robot chase the cat. "That is so weird." She said as she followed the robot and staying hidden as to not be seen. "Why are you chasing that cat?" Myra finally said after following the robot.

The Master followed after Jacon with a sigh. Sometimes he was more like a dog than a Dalek. The Master knew the chaos caused by Jacon should be fairly easy to follow, so he didn't even bother running after him. He simply shut the door behind him and walked in the direction of the confused screams of bystanders. Once he'd gotten near enough to see the armed men looking at the cause of it all. He then noticed a girl following his crazy companion. He decided to wait and see what would happen before approaching her. When she spoke to Jacon, the Master silently stepped up beside her, "Pay him no mind. He just really likes cats." He turned to face the soldiers and called out, "Don't worry, he's not dangerous." He chuckled quietly and muttered to himself, "Not yet anyway."

Night heard lots of feet, and guns cocking. She ran to the heart of the sound, looking at Waffles, and one of things she feared the most, a Dalek. She took a deep breath, and looked at the soldiers.

"Hi. Can I borrow a gun? Thanks!" She quickly said out loud. She knocked out the soldiers, taking their guns, and tossing them across her back.

" 'Ello Waffles, and other, Dalek thing..." She groaned.

"I don't need this. I swear." Night smacked her face, and whined.

Looking at the bystanders, she laughed, driving her stare deeper in their souls.

"So what trouble have you gotten yourself into now Waffles?" She said out loud.

The Master looked at the newcomer with slight amusement. He stuck a hand in his pocket, ready to pull out his laser screwdriver, thumb already on the button. He allowed himself a small smile, "Who exactly is Waffles? And, for that matter, who exactly are you?" He wan't entirely sure what was happening, but he knew that whatever it was, this person didn't appear to be good news. In fact, he'd pretty much had it all under control before she showed up. Not that he wasn't still in control. The appearance of this person would in no way stop him from having a firm grasp over the entire situation. After all, he had a Dalek on his side. And a laser screwdriver. And even if she somehow did manage to get past those things, he'd simply regenerate. No big deal. Well, sort of a big deal, but not big enough to scare him.

Myra looked over at the guy who walked up next to her. "What is that thing and who are you?" She said as she gave the man a confused look noticing that the guys that were around them were now on the ground and a girl was holding their weapons. "What just happened also?"

He spoke, never taking his eyes off the new person, "That 'thing' is a Dalek. But his suit is broken. The part that removes all of their emotions except hate is no longer functional, so he feels his emotions. Oddly, he's usually happy. And hyper. Kind of like a dog. Which, I guess, explains why he ran after the cat." He ran his thumb over the button on his screwdriver, still ready to use it if necessary, though he'd begun to relax. It had been a few seconds and nothing had gone horribly wrong. "I am the Master," he continued, giving her no more information than the name he chose for himself, "And as to what happened... well, I can honestly say I don't know for sure."

Jacon just looking around at ever thing is going on. then he get in fornt of the Master and say " DO I NeEd TO KIlL MaStER". he point his laser gun arm at the radom people.

The Master held his hand in front of Jacon. He shook his head, "No, not just yet. I want to see what happens first. That way if things go wrong, I can say I was provoked." He eyed the girl who'd spoken to him as if she knew him, when obviously she couldn't because he'd never met her in his life. He listened to the drums playing in his head on a permanent loop as he waited for someone to do something. For someone to give him a reason to let Jacon loose. For someone to give him a reason to fire his laser. He was ready to get on with his day, but if he had to spill some blood first, he wouldn't hesitate.

Myra hears the dalek ask of he need to kill anyone and hides behind The Master. "Eeeeeppppp! Don't let him kill me!" She says as she stays hidden from the dalek. "I didn't do anything. Well I didn't yet at least." She peeks from behind The Master and looks at the dalek.

"Well, you're Waffles, Master." She laughed. "Wait, what year is it?" She looked at her watch, with a bit of confusion in her eyes. "The name is Night, Night Pyre. I am 23 years old and you better put that flipping laser screwdriver away, or I'll freckin shoot you." She said backing away from him.

"Ok, so I'm guessing he hasn't met me yet. Pleasing, but odd. Still, that means I can't kill him." She whispered so it could be barely heard.

"Quick quick explanation. Ok? Call me Night. I have a respectable fear for you, and it would be good for you to have the same. Well, mostly I have a respectable fear of Daleks, but that one seems off his rocker. Also, how the heck does he have emotions?! And why are YOU, Waffles keeping a Dalek as a pet, companion slave thing." She told him.

Her tail and ears popped out as well as her weapon of choice, her scythe. She stuck a gun in her slit pocket in her back, and tossed one to the other girl.

"You an me will get along well, as long as I don't try to kill you, vise-versa, but that, on my part will be very hard. I'd recommend you try to kill me now. Trust me, it's better that way."

She smirked, revealing fangs, and put her hand on her mouth, revealing dagger like claws.

"I may be a bit vague here, but here is the most important thing. When I say Waffles, I am addressing YOU Master. Also, never EVER tell me what to do."

She turned her head the the cowering young girl.

"I can see you're with him? There are two things here, a beast, and a cute creature, which would be the Dalek. Come on out, I'll try not to bite."

Her tail twitched wildly and she bared her fangs at the three beings, and let out a loud, high pitched cackle.

The Master allowed himself a small smile. "Don't worry about him. As long as you don't bother his hat or me, he probably won't try to hurt you. And unless you bother me, I won't do anything to hurt you either," he said, glancing back at the girl, "By the way, you never did tell me your name."

He looked back at the girl called Night, "Now how do you know what's in my pocket? I never did pull the screwdriver out, nor did I mention the name of said object. And how do you know my name?" He'd never met her in his life. There was no way she could know all this about him. Unless he'd met her in his future, her past. He didn't really care, though. Nothing wrong with a first-last meeting in his book. Regardless, he answered her questions, "The reason Daleks have only one emotion is because their brain is being affected by something in their suit. His suit, however, is broken, so he does have emotions. And I'm keeping him as a 'pet companion slave thing' because I want to. He's good company."

"Well then 'Night' you should know that I don't take orders from anyone. I'm not going to try and kill you simply because you say I should, nor am I going to refrain from killing you for that reason. I'm also not going to agree to not tell you what to do. And if I do give you orders, I think it's in your best interest to follow them." He paused to shoot her a glare. "Stop calling me Waffles. I am not, nor will I ever be Waffles. I've been called the Master since I was very young, which was a long time ago. Longer than you would believe," he looked at her ears, tail, fangs, and claws, "Even if you're not human either."

"My name is Myra. I am nineteen and most people hate me because I steal." Myra said as she stepped from behind The Master and looked at him. "I also have big dreams of taking over the world too. But you saw how I reacted to the dalek. I can't do anything being a big baby." Myra said glancing at the dalek every so often while talkin to The Master. "What are you?" Myra said to Night as she glanced at the dalek again and noticed that Night had a tail, ears and claws.

"Let's see, I know that, already. I also know what you are, who you are and where you come from. Let's just say, I come from your near future, and let me tell you, I'm still calling you Waffles, and you still don't like it. I can't tell you anymore, Timelord. I know ALL about the cruciform and more."
She laughed, playfully shoving him. And also I believe you're age. While I'm stranded here, you can tell me how to fix my Tardis. I don't HAVE a Tardis though. I am a Tardis. I'm stranded in this crap time. So, Waffles, after this, want me to buy you and your Dalek friend some pizza?"

She whipped her tail under his nose, and giggled.

"Waffles, do we have a deal? And dear Myra, you truly ARE a big baby. I have no idea what I am. In the near future, Master and I shall rival ruling the Earth. Come to me when you actually HAVE a life and aren't some random person on the street. But right now, I don't give a crap about who the hell you are. Look and the mirror and take a few breaths and get rid of those ugly green eyes of yours. Show me you aren't some prostitute and I'll work with you, but you can still come with me for pizza."

He looked at Myra, "I see. In that case, you and I have similar goals. The difference being that you only want one planet. As for what I am, well, Night said it. I'm a Time Lord. One of the last." The Master shifted his attention to Night, only blinking and hiding his emotions as he was forced to remember the fear he felt when the Dalek Emperor took control of the Cruciform. He simply laughed, "Oh yeah? And why should I help you? Give me one good reason. And the reason can't be pizza. Why would I even want pizza? I'm not hungry."

He couldn't help but start laughing when she said he and she would rival ruling the Earth. The mere thought was simply hilarious to him. "You? My rival? HA! That's funny. No, really, that is genuinely hilarious. Sorry, kitty, but I already have a rival, and from what I've seen thus far, he's a far more worthy opponent. I grew up with him back on our home planet. Shame it's come to this," he trailed off.