For Who You Love

by malloriesmelody

When Alice Donovan accidentally activates an artifact, everything changes. One mistake completely changes her life. Alice has to go back to before she was born and warn her mother about the accident. But what happens when Alice tells her mother, and Claudia just doesn't want to listen?

1. In the Beginning

You know, it's funny how much you would risk for the people you love. My mom had told me stories of how she helped protect the world from powerful artifacts that could harm people, describing how she had saved my Uncle Joshua using Rheticus' compass, helped Aunt Myka save a bunch of wrestlers, almost getting herself killed in the process, and even bringing Uncle Steve back to life. These had all started out as stories, that mom would slip in while we were spending time together, and with my love of fairy tales, I loved to hear them. Little did I know, they were not fairy tales but very real memories that my mom had lived through. When I was 8, mom took me to her job for "Bring Your Daughter to Work Day". It was then that I saw the warehouse for the first time, and started to experience my own journey, into the world of endless wonder.

I was born on January 2, 2015 in the Warehouse, weighing 7 pounds, 6 ounces, with bright brown eyes and brown/black hair. As far as I've been told, I wasn't made from an artifact, though I wasn't quite planned either. Mom has never told me who my father is, and though I'm curious, I've never pushed the subject. It just being mom and I has worked out quite nicely, though we've never been truly alone with Uncle Steve, Aunt Myka, Uncle Pete, and everyone else being around at one point or another. Mom insisted I got part of myself from all of them. She said my kind heart came from Uncle Steve, my seriousness that came in dire situations from Aunt Myka, my attitude, smarts (with technology and otherwise) and, most importantly, my good taste in music came from her. She wasn't quite sure how Uncle Pete influenced me, and kind of thought it was better that he didn't.

I never needed a babysitter after that first day at the warehouse because I insisted on going to work with mom. Her being Caretaker of the warehouse meant that I could roam freely, as long as I didn't touch artifacts without purple gloves, always reported if anything was strange and never took anything out of the warehouse. Ever. Though she encouraged me to follow any dreams I had, whether it be to go to college or to stay and be a warehouse agent, she didn't want me getting into any danger, so I followed her rules. Until one day, when I screwed up. From there, everything spiraled out of control.