Missy - Sonic Anti-Gravity, TARDIS Chameleon

She did not look back as the Skarasens appeared at the brow of the incline behind her, nostrils flaring and eyes burning with bloodlust. Calmly, she unfurled her parasol above her head, the anti-gravity generators in the umbrella’s ribs activating with the buzz of an angry wasp. Holding on to the handle, she rose into the air, floating across to the tree. Beneath her, fish leapt from the water, desperate to sink their fangs into her boots, as the Skarasens blundered down the slope behind, taking most of the soil with them. Soon they’d be in the water, but Missy would be gone long before they reached the island.

She drifted down to land beside the tree, her parasol closing as her feet touched the ground. Sensing her presence, doors opened where they had no place to be, splitting the tree in two. Light spilled out, illuminating Missy as she turned on her heels to blow a kiss to her monstrous pursuers before backing quickly into the opening.

The doors snapped shut around her.

Safe inside her TARDIS, Missy’s heels clacked as she deposited her parasol in the umbrella stand beside the doors and marched towards the console that dominated the high-vaulted control room. Like the walls that surrounded her, the console was as black as a brigand’s heart, its obsidian panels filled with a breathtaking array of switches and levers.

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The Missy Chronicles: Lords and Masters