#and then that grew tenfold when she released her box weapon and I realized what her melee weapon was really for

[matrizart]

Iris Hepburn literally has the worst character design and combat concept in the show so we are getting rid of her entirely in the redesign. Ginger Bread rights only

[melancholydreadfuldream]

shattered and hollow

Fandom: Doctor Who

Summary: You hated the Doctor and so you joined his enemy.

 Warning: ooc, some angst, plot holes, weak plotline, mention of abuse, suicide, death, etc

      You were on your knees on the floor, handcuff around your wrists as you stared blankly at nothing as everyone around you spoke louder at each other trying to decide a fitting punishment for your crime. At one point, they even talked to you but you ignored them.

  You had lose...again. He, you thought with disdain, had won again. The Doctor. The bane of your existence. Just thinking about him already made you want to puke or maybe that because you are currently unwell after being imprisoned and starved for a few days.

  The only saving grace of your current situation was you no longer need to pretend to love the Doctor in his human form, John Smith. You no longer need to endure his touches. 

  You hated yourself though for failing your mission from the Kovarian Chapter. At the beginning, they recruited you for your grudge against the Doctor. You were trained to be soldier and you are quite good at it. 

  You were hoping that the Kovarian Chapter will succeed in killing the Doctor but of course that didn't happen.

  You were tasked to watch over John Smith. You had no idea that he is actually the Doctor in human form. You might be part of Kovarian Chapter but you are only a foot soldier so when they tasked you with important task to watch over John, you accepted. Had you known his real identity, you would have killed him on the spot.

  You were seven years old when you first met the Doctor. You found out he was at his ninth incarnation at the time. He was responsible for the downfall of your parents. He set in motion a rebellion against your parents, causing their death at the hands of the angry mob. He was 'liberating' the people and then just flew away in his Tardis, not caring about what happened afterward or what happened to you, the young daughter of the family most hated by the people.

You were suffering in the mercy of the people who hated your parents. You were starved and abused and was made a slave as a punishment regardless you were just an innocent child. To the people, you got to live happily before while they were miserable so they are returning the favour tenfold.

  You cried a lot and hating everyone around you but you somehow able to survive through the years solely with a thought to someday get revenge on the Doctor.

  It was when you are sixteen years old, you were able to escape your tormenters. You live on the street until the church found you and offered you a better life and a chance of revenge.

  You were blinded by the offer of revenge that you accepted their offer without a thought of the consequence. You can hardly regret it since they gave you a slightly better life than before.

  It was there you met the Kovarian Chapter's little princess, little Melody Pond. You were told to keep watch of her. It was easy enough. Melody is a polite and quiet child. Eventually she started talking to you and found out a common ground that the Doctor ruined both of your life. According to Melody, the Doctor took her parents away from her too.

  You grew fond of Melody. You felt bad for her though because despite being called princess, Melody had to endure a much more harsh training even more than you and she was just a kid. She was seven years old, the same age as you when you lost your parents.

  You grew close with her as her caretaker and guardian but Madam Kovarian frowned upon your friendship which is seen as a hindrance for Melody's training. As a result, you were taken away to do a different duty.

  You were worried for Melody but keep your head down for fear being kicked out of the church and losing the chance to get revenge.

  Years later, you were tasked to watch over and insert yourself on the life of one John Smith. You were told to 'use your feminine wiles and more', whatever it takes to ensure John gets attached with you.

  When you found out that John actually the Doctor, you felt sick. You felt like you are being played. But your handler told you that you were actually being put with the greatest advantage to hurt the Doctor. John is wrapped around your fingers after all. They wanted to ensure John will never be able to get his real identity back nor will he want to when the time come...for your sake.

  Before knowing who John really is, you were actually torn with your developing feeling for him, that you might ended up catching real feeling for him. But after you knew the truth, your hatred for the Doctor resurfaced and how can you love this bastard, the face-changer, anymore? You can't.

  Your handler adviced to endure it and continue to pretend.

  But the Doctor's companion is very persistant in trying to rescue him.

  Your job is to make sure John stay attached with you and you thought you done well. Apparantly not. John noticed the change in you in regard of him. Despite you trying to distract him by marrying him and settle into a fake marriage life with him, he still ended up meeting his companion and somehow got his time lord conciousness returned to him.

  You were hunted by Torchwood under the name of the Doctor. You were rescued by Melody. You didn't recognize her. She was a young teenager with dark skin. She recognized you though and a bit protective of you.

  That was when you found out Melody is half-time lord like the Doctor. Melody looked a bit insecure after the revelation, it was almost like she was afraid of your reaction.

  "Do you hate me now?" Melody asked.

  "I could never hate you, Melody."

  She beamed at you. "Mels. Call me Mels."

  You smiled softly at her.

  Unfortunately you got orders to return to play victim in the hope to still be able to play on the Doctor's, no, John's feeling for you. You were very reluctant.

  Melody adviced you if or when you get caught, you should surrender to their will and plead guilty. She will then figure out a way to rescue you. But you are not stupid or naive. To Melody, you might be important. To the church, you are a loose end. You know it will only a matter of time before they try to get rid of you. Melody must have known too, that's why she told you secretly to run whenever you can.

  You realized now why Melody got the status 'princess' within the church. She is their ultimate secret weapon against the Doctor.

  You hated the Doctor but you have mixed feeling for John. But it is no longer matter, isn't it? John is gone now. There is only that man. And you wished for nothing but the Doctor's destruction.

  You hope Melody will be able to make that man suffer.

  You were caught and imprisoned where you were on trial on the crime you commited in order to ensure John is never found out. Obviously you failed.

  You hated these people who regarded the Doctor as their savior, their protecter and friends to some. You wished you could kill the Doctor so called friends if only to ensure the Doctor suffer from their loss just as you suffered the loss of your parents.

  As you waited for the final judgement, you didn't fight back but you didn't plead guilty either. You didn't feel guilty, you convinced yourself. You did it all in order to ensure the Doctor's destruction.

  You knew that your parents were not good people but they were still your parents and you love them. The Doctor took them away from you and left you to rot. Just as he did now.

  You chuckled harshly.

  You were slapped for what they called insolent. You didn't care about what they said to you and they were furious for not getting the reaction they are expecting.

  You didn't expect the sound of wheezing Tardis or for the blue box to materialized just outside the room. The Doctor dressed as himself now entered the room confidently.

  You were shaking, not in fear, but in rage when you saw him. You wanted to kill him. He might have different face from the man you met when you were a child and he might be wearing the face of John, your almost lover, but he is now the Doctor. You could see it, that arrogance of the same time lord who cursed your childhood.

  From the way he look at you, he has not figured out your true identity yet. He glanced at you with almost dark look with a tad of...fondness?

  He moved to talk with your judges. You glared at his back but you couldn't hear what they were discussing. He has a very serious look, one the church will says the look of the oncoming storm as he threaten them with just a few words.

  Next thing you know, they decided to release you into the Doctor's care.

  Your eyes widened in disbelief. You glanced up at the Doctor who is now standing in front of you, staring at you without words.

  "No." You whispered hoarsely. "No." You repeated louder. "I'm not going anywhere with you."

  The Doctor gave you a flat look. "You don't have a choice, wife." 

  You flinched at that.

  "I know you are acting under orders. I just haven't figure out who yet. You will tell me who made you do this." 

  "No one made me do this. I do this on my own free will, Doctor." You spatted. "You still haven't figure out who I really am, have you?" You glared at him in fury as you named the planet and the years your parents died.

  The Doctor frowned before his eyes widened. His mouth dropped open. "I'm so sorry." He replied solemnly, eyes filled with guilt.

  You sneered. "Sorry? You think everything can be fixed with that stupid word?"

  "Take off her handcuff." The Doctor suddenly said.

  You were taken aback by the order. Everyone in the room also confused by the Doctor's order.

  "Now." The Doctor repeated.

  "We agreed to release her to you in a few days, Doctor."

  "Now." The Doctor kept repeating that words as he glanced at them.

  They finally obeyed him and moved to release your handcuff.

  You glared at him but refused to move from your spot on the floor.

  "Don't make this hard on yourself, (name)." The Doctor said. He raised his hand toward you.

  "No." You firmly said as you glared still at him.

  He sighed as he pinched his nose in exasperation.

  As he moved aside, you saw a silent figure on the corner of the room. When you saw the figure in dark suit staring at you with its fathomless eyes, you suddenly knew what you have to do.

  You slowly stood up, not taking your eyes off the silence.

  The Doctor walked toward the Tardis before turning to you. "Come on, (name)."

  You took your eyes off the silence and obediently moved toward the Doctor but at the last minute, you suddenly attacked one of the officers and grabbed his gun. You hit him with the gun before turning to point the gun at the Doctor.

  "(name), please just drop the gun." The Doctor pleaded. "Just drop it and get inside the Tardis."

  You scoffed at him. "And be your prisoner? Go to hell, Doctor." You cursed him before you suddenly pulled the gun on yourself.

  "No!" The Doctor yelled as he moved to stop you.

  As your fingers moved to pull the trigger, your eyes hovered toward the silence. You swallowed as you thought of silent apologies toward Melody for not fighting to survive. But you also know your death will serve to fuel her anger toward the Doctor.

  That is what the Silence asked of you. If your death will help Melody to destroy the Doctor, then so be it. Distinctly you wondered if this is Kovarian's plan all along, letting you met Melody, be her only friend back then, making you important enough to her to warrant her anger and grief toward your death.

  You pulled the trigger just as the Doctor reached out toward you with a heartbreaking scream. Melody Pond, you better give him hell for this, you thought.

  You fell on his arms as he clutched your body and cried for you. Huh, look at that... I made him suffer a loss after all, you thought weakly before the darkness overwhelm you.

   A/N: Originally I planned to write dark!doctor forcing his fugitive wife inside his tardis for interrogating and stuff but somehow after reading GC I joined, I ended up inserting a bit of Melody Pond and somehow it takes turn into a darker turn with the reader choose that ending.

Maybe someday I will write the version I intended in the first place. So, this piece is short and weak but oh well...