Part Two's up. Let me know if you're confused. Warning, this is where it gets really dark, so I thought I'd give you advanced warning. Here goes!
Doctor Who is currently the property of Steven Moffat. Who knows? One day I may own it. Until then...
She jumped out of the way of a speeding truck. She was in an odd sort of world, a blend of all the places she'd been, but largely based on New York. She saw her mum across the street beckoning her. She looked down at her seven year old body for a moment. Her life was going very well, baring the lack of a father figure in her life. She lived with her mum who adored her. Elation built up inside her, and she did the one thing that seemed right as a happy little girl.
"Whee!" her high pitched voice squealed as she spun, a warm golden glow surrounding her as the scene around her changed seamlessly.
She was thirteen now, and instead of being on the crowded streets, she was in a cold cell. She tried to raise her arms to warm herself and discovered herself chained to a wall. A roach crawled across her hand as her frail body fought desperately to be freed.
"I thought you'd given up trying to run away by now" A man's voice floated the bars of the cell. Cold, resilient, with a hint of humor.
"Who- who are you?" she asked, scared. By now she'd stopped her yanking as her wrists had been rubbed raw.
"Hit your head again trying to escape? I'm the Doctor. Your husband" he said. She looked into his eyes fearfully, looking for some small comfort, but only seeing harsh greed as he ripped off his red bowtie, the same color as her wrists had become.
"N- no you're not. I'm thirteen! I don't have a husband"
"River dear," he said in a mockingly hurt-sounding voice. "How could you forget ME? Need we reacquaint?" he asked with a horrible tone in his voice as he pulled off his tweed jacket and braces.
"You always were my bad girl-" he began before receiving a swift kick to the head, hitting the floor with a sickening thud. An older woman entered the cell, releasing River's handcuffs.
"Mum!" River shouted, throwing herself into the woman's arms. "You saved me!"
"Yes, I did dear. I know, you're safe now." A warm glow erupted from the two as they embraced.
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A 21 year old River sat with her mum at the kitchen counter, downing a tall glass of alcohol.
"River, I need to tell you something. You've lived long enough without a father, and you've accepted it without complaint. But I need to let you know why he isn't with us now. He was murdered by a man who despises our family very much. He tried to kidnap you 8 years ago, do you remember?" the woman asked, a pained expression on her face at having to force her daughter to remember the traumatic incident.
"The Doctor" River replied in disgust, her face contorting as she remembered what he'd tried t- what he probably HAD done to her.
"He's back again and we need to move. I think he's going to going to try-"
At this, River's mum was cut off as the wall behind them exploded, knocking the two to the ground. From the wreckage, two figures appeared bearing large guns, followed by the Devil himself. The man with the gun pointed the weapon at her mother as the woman grabbed her arms and cuffed them. River stomped on the woman's feet and began to run when the man's gun rang out. River turned to see her mother fall, horror present on her face as the blood poured from the hole through her heart. The female associate of the Doctor took advantage of River's shock to regain hold over her.
"Kill me" River whispered, sobbing
"Can't do that!" the Doctor's voice called out "You're far too important. Good work Rory. Grab her, Amy."
"Glad to have the honor of capturing little Miss River Kovarian" Amy responded