t
was the greatest meeting of evil minds that the Universe had ever seen.
In the vast war-room that the Master had created within his TARDIS,
there were delegations from every alien race that had even half-thought
of turning their tentacles to universal domination. All the big guns
were there - Daleks Cybermen, Ice Warriors, Sontarans - plus most of the
lesser lights, alien monsters that even the Master hadn't even heard of
before.
Looking towards
the back of the room, he could see a couple of latecomers lumbering
through the doors. By Rassilon's Arse, they looked more like men in
rubber suits than erstwhile conquerors of all creation! Still, they'd
make excellent cannon fodder...
The Master
smiled his wicked little smile. The Doctor could not hope to prevail
against this vicious horde of thugs and bullies. This time - to use a
charming little phrase he had picked up during his time on Earth - his
ass was toast!
'One-two.
One-two. Can you hear me at the back?' said the Master, checking his
microphone. Something at the back of the war-room waved a claw in
acknowledgement.
'My friends,' he began, 'We are gathered here today with a common goal, a singular aim...Death to the Doctor!'
At this point,
he had expected lots of whooping, cheering and applause, but the hall
remained silent. He had forgotten that the most notorious scum of the
Universe had eradicated all trace of emotion centuries ago. Ah well,
thought the Master, sod ‘em...
'My plan is
this,' he continued, 'We shall attack the Doctor one at a time, slowly
but surely wearing down his strength and resolve, until he is incapable
of resisting us, I promise you my friends, we shall make him pay for his
constant interference in our nefarious schemes!
Now then, I propose that we begin the campaign by sending in or crack troops...'
'Our crack troops?' intoned the Cyberleader.
'Yes. We'll soften him up with an all-out onslaught by the most powerful, ruthlessly evil race in the Universe...'
'And who might that be, exactly?' asked a green tentacled Suidoid from the planet Kwak.
'Well...' the Master floundered, suddenly realising that he'd made a terrible mistake.
'We are the Daleks!!! We are the supreme beings of the Universe!!!! ' suggested Davros.
'The Cybermen are INVINCIBLE!' boomed the Cyberleader, shaking his fist in a very emotional manner.
'You are no match for the might of the Sontarans,' gurgled Commander Stagron.
