Disclaimer: I don't, and probably never will, own Doctor Who.
I can feel it; me, dying. Again and again and again. I can't stop it happening; it just does. It's not my fault either. I didn't choose this – in fact, I had no control whatsoever – but it's my life. I can feel myself die, over and over; sometimes before I'm even born. I learn new things every time. But it hurts. It hurts so much: because I can feel all the pain at once. Every explosion, every bullet, every fall and every landing. I can feel every death at once; and it is more pain than I have ever felt. Not that I've felt very much though, because I haven't even been born yet; not really.
I listen to everything, but I can't hear. I look at everything, but I can't see. I take in everything, but I know nothing. I'm not really possible. I've lived a thousand times but I've never lived at all. I'm a contradiction. I shouldn't – can't - exist, but I do.
My name is Scarlett. It's my mother's favourite colour; she wears it a lot. I'm told I look like her, but whenever I'm born I look a lot like my father too. Not my biological father; my real father. My mother gets a lot of disapproval for it – especially in the earlier Earth years – because people think she was unfaithful, and one time she was completely disowned by her family because of it. It makes me feel somewhat guilty, but I know there's nothing I can do about it.
I wonder if my mother will remember me, from all the different times I've lived. I always look the same - so does she - but I live to different ages. I'm always called Scarlett though; that's one thing that's different from my mother. She had so many first names, and always the same last name. But she has never remembered. Every time I was born, I'd know about all the others; the different Scarlett's. It was so painful, and I end up screaming most of the time. People thought I was being 'attention seeking', and on the rare occasion that one of my 'father's' sticks around it results in conflict very often. But the only person's attention I wanted was my mother's; and she was only ever an echo of the real Clara Oswald.
I wish I could meet my real father. I've seen him many times - heard a lot about him - but I've never met him. I might get to now. Because I'm being born. I'm actually, properly, going to be alive. As the real Scarlett, no-one else. And I'm finally going to meet my father. Maybe he can stop the pain.
After all, he is the Doctor.
A.N: Hello people. This is just an idea I had while watching 'The Name of the Doctor' for the 3rd time today. It's really short, and I'll only continue if people like it. So please review, because I have a few possibilities of where this could go but nothing solid. If anyone has any ideas, feel free to tell me.
-Weird :)
Updated: 15/6/2013