A.N – I hope you enjoy this story, I do apologies for the short introduction but the chapters will become longer.
Disclaimer – I do not own Supernatural or Doctor Who.
Sometimes the world isn't fair, the bad triumphs over good. One good deed doesn't outweigh the damage already made. For the world is cruel. The evil in the world would have destroyed everything we would cherish.
Though sometimes a single motion was put in play, sometimes that changed everything. Someone in power wanted to at least give the good side a fighting chance. A chance that changed time, or rather she did. Time was child play to her, it bent to her will. Though there are rules and masters that everyone has to follow.
It is worst than just being a good man who does nothing, she was praised for doing damage-control. A legend that spread hope and followed people. She was no hero who saved the day and slain the evil beast, she was the what the evil beast ran from. Many names had been given to her over the years; the Valiant Child, the Abomination, the Saviour, the Big Bad Wolf.
Are you afraid of the Big Bad Wolf? Because the only advice I can give to you is run. Run as fast as you can and don't ever stop.
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She didn't really know how she got there or what had happen to the original version of herself, she was only completely certain about two facts. One was that she use to be someone call Rose Tyler, a name she didn't go by anymore, because she wasn't Rose no more. And two, she knew her role in this universe, after all someone has to play the conscious with God missing.
It was strange how she was know, memories of her past life slipping further and further back as the Time Vortex consumed her mind. It didn't hurt like it once did but still there was a limit with what she could see and what she could do with all that knowledge. She knew certain parties who try to exploit her or silence her, so she pulled a Doctor. She ran through time, only stopping to help out when it was needed before leaving just as quickly. Two words following her.
So it wasn't a surprise when she became another legend, a legend for the hopeless and the desperate. That when all hope was lost and you time wasn't necessarily up, a girl in a red hood with glowing gold eyes would save the day.
It was a legend that hunters clutched onto particularly after the accounts of the blonde women saving the day, somehow she became their sort of ironic goddess. The only supernatural creature they tried not to give into the urge to kill on sight, that is if she didn't disappear as quick as she normally does.
It was these tales that Bobby used to tell to Dean and Sam when they were still young enough for bedtime stories. Tales that Sam refused to go to bed at one stage without hearing about the mysterious blonde women who was so lonely and old, who travelled helping all those she could without wanting anything in return.
It was even at this early stages of the Winchester's lives was their fate intertwined with hers. She would be in the background, just getting glimpse of them between the rest period of saving innocents. It was a shame that she couldn't intervene at the moment or in the past. It was a shame as over time she had enjoyed the company of Mary, she kind of reminded her of a mixture between Sarah-Jane and her own mother. Yet even she couldn't mess with fixed moments and Mary death had been a major fixed point. She liked to think sometimes that her looking out for her children is repentant enough for Mary.
But until the time was right and she could really intervene with their lives, she would just have to keep running. Running now only away from the pain, the loneliness, the evil but also running towards lesser evils and children crying. She never felt like she knew the Doctor as well as she now, afterall she could feel every horrible moment, she could see the pain and misery in the world, the emptiness, the coldness. Emotions that ran through her at every moment, no respite from the damping of any good emotions that she may have had.
For the world is cruel, but also very, very bittersweetly beautiful.
