Seeker
AN: this is a small prologue but hopefully it is interesting.
This idea came to me whilst playing America McGee's Alice, hence the character, however; it is completely different to the game so I don't think that I need to put a disclaimer about that. If you feel that I do need one though, please tell me.
And as always, tell me what you think.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Doctor Who.
"Alice?"
The young girl twitched, as she always did when someone mentioned her name.
"Alice what have you done?"
The silver blade fell to the floor with a metallic clang. The thirteen year old shook her head, clearly confused. Her dark hair fell limply in front of her eyes and she looked through her fringe at the woman standing in the doorway. Gently tilting her head to one side, she smiled as she remembered the past ten minutes; the struggle, the madness. All of it. She gave a small laugh before answering the woman's question.
"I killed her. Killed her, dead." She said, still grinning.
The blonde woman in the doorway made to move towards the young girl; however, glancing at the blooded body at the teenagers feet and the slightly sadistic look on the teenager's pale face, she changed her mind. Shocked to the core, she was unable to speak and just stared, motionless at the scene before her. By all rights she should be terrified, she should be raising the alarms, running for her life, but she wasn't. For she was fascinated with the young female in front of her.
It had been said to her on her first day that Alice was a strange one; always going on about voices she heard at night, threatening the other children. She had been locked away in her room after the last attack- a vicious one which left young Jamie Hobbler in hospital for weeks (for she had apparently tried to scratch his eyes out), but Alice never seemed to remember what she had done, she would say that it wasn't her and she had no idea where the blood on her hands had come from.
The woman- Janna Richards, took a tentative step forward and shifted her gaze over Alice; Her dirty black boots came to just below her knees, stripy cotton tights were covered by a short, black Victorian-looking dress (Which was odd as it was the year 2040). She was plain looking, yes, but it was in her mind where she was anything other than normal. Upon looking at her face, Janna recoiled in fear, for Alice's grey eyes had now flickered up from the body and were now locked onto Janna's face, the younger girl showed no emotion other than what looked like curiosity. She tilted her head to one side and enquired innocently,
"Hello. May I help you miss?" The murdering monster was now gone and was replaced with an guiltless thirteen year old girl.
And it was terrifying.
Janna shook her head quickly; not daring to motion towards the body for fear that it would remind dear Alice of the deed that she had committed. Instead, Janna ran from the lonely attic bedroom, down the stairs, out of the front door and onto the streets.
Rain soaked her from head to toe immediately, but she didn't care. She just wanted to get away, she would find the priest and he would calm her. Reaching the corner, she turned back to the large grey building. Cautiously, she lifted her gaze to the small, round attic window and met the eyes of Alice, the young girls' head was tilted to the side as she faked virtue, before an evil smirk spread across her features, her pale face was slightly distorted for her hair had once again fallen on her face but Alice made no attempt to push the dark locks aside, she just walked away.
Her silhouette disappeared into the dark confines of the room.
As if she was never there.
If you look on my profile, you will see that I have put yet another fic on hiatus, Times change should return shortly, I am re-writing it fully before putting it up.
