A/N: Okay not a long first chapter, just sort of an idea I had. I will continue it if the responses are good. Other chapters will be longer, this is just sort of explaining everything. Alice is a creation of my own mind and I am the only one who is allowed to own her. The Doctor belongs to BBC and Percy Jackson and the Olympians belong to Rick Riorden. I think that is how you spell his name. Anyways, enjoy! Also despite Amy and Rory leaving they will still be in this because it does take place in Series 5 of Doctor Who and after the Titan War in the book. So enjoy!
Disclaimer: Ah how I wish I owned the Doctor and Percy Jackson, but sadly I don't.
Most people would say they never saw it coming, or what would drive someone to do that? But I knew what finally drove my sister to kill herself. Half-sister, technically, but sister none the less. Sure, we didn't get along all of the time, or at all really, but she was my sister, and she was only 17. Her name was Sarah. And to everyone, she was perfect. She had fabulous golden blond hair, crystal blue eyes, and was the perfect height. She was captain of the cheerleading team, student body president, and was at the top of her class. She was friends with all the right people, dressed the right way, and was even dating the perfect guy.
I think if there was one thing Sarah and I could have agreed on was that she was in love with this guy, and that he loved her as well. He was definitely not a football player, and he actually preferred video games to playing any real sport. But he was hers, and she was his. And when he was killed by a drunk driver, my sister only lived a short 6 months after his death when she decided it wasn't worth it, and hung herself. I blame myself in a way; if I hadn't left to go to the store to get milk then maybe I could have stopped her. My step-dad doesn't blame me at all, because he knows there truly was nothing I could have done to prevent it, if anything I would have just delayed it. However, my mom wasn't okay with this explanation. She blamed me, saying it was because of who my father was.
Every time someone dies she blames him, even though it's not his fault. I mean, ya he is Hades God of the Underworld, but he is still my dad. He doesn't choose who lives and who dies, that is completely up to the Fates. But, my mother blames me. Sarah was buried next to him, together forever, just as they should have been. They would have gotten married after high school most likely, and would have lived a very long and happy life. I on the other hand had accepted my fate of never finding love or having a happily ever after. My hair wasn't blond like Sarah's, instead it was average length and jet black, and instead of blue eyes my eyes where a dull green color. My mom had green eyes and blond hair while my step-dad had blue eyes and red hair.
I think it was my sister's death that finally drove me away from my mother. I couldn't take her blaming me for everything that went wrong in her life. I know I wasn't perfect, heck with my ADHD, dyslexia, and monsters chasing me around all my life, I was lucky I lived to be 19! I had run away before, for fear of putting my younger sister in danger, but I always came back around the holidays, seeing as how Camp Half-Blood was usually pretty empty around that time. Besides, I loved Christmas at my normal home; it was the one time of the year when I wasn't the 'bad child.' I may have contributed with to the 'bad girl' idea with my signature look of black combat boots, jeans, and of course my favorite leather jacket, but I mean I wasn't a bad kid. I fought a long my cousin's, Percy, side as he battled Lord Kronos and the Titans.
When I left this time, however, I didn't plan on coming back. My name is Alice Lila Johnson, Daughter of Hades, Lord of the Underworld. And this is the story of how I met a man with a blue box that could travel through time and space, and ultimately fell in love with this bow-tie wearing Time Lord.