Yay! Another chapter! I liked writing this one because young Amy and Rory are fun. =D
Also, who remembers way back to series 5 episode 1: The Eleventh Hour? While the Doctor was talking about missing something in the corner of his eye, the camera shows the two doors at the end of the hallway (one of which we know contains Prisoner Zero), and it also blatantly shows a second stairwell leading up to who knows what! That's pretty much how this entire thing started, because I've been wanting to know if Moffat will ever tell us what's up with that stairwell (and if it has any connections to the Lodger?).
Okay, anyways, carry on! Thanks for reading and alerting and stuff! It means a super lot! I hope you enjoy!
continuing onto more important things: Doctor Who, I do not own.
Madame Kovarian glanced around herself in satisfaction. The perception filter worked so well that the Pond family would never notice the extra room created at the top of the staircase across the way of little Amelia's room. Even the observant Amy herself wouldn't be able to see it.
She didn't like the plan at first, it would be so hard to monitor the child when in this location, but the Silence were right. The best way to teach Melody of the Doctor's evil was to let her see it first hand, and what better show to give her, than that of her own mother's long wait for that arrogant man to return. Twelve years ought to be enough time for Melody to see and understand.
She couldn't tell the girl that she had sent her here to see her mother suffer though. Melody wouldn't respond well to that. So the second part of the plan was completely Kovarian's idea. Melody had never quite understood why her parents wouldn't love her and had 'given' her away. All that Madame Kovarian had to do was plant one simple idea into little Melody's mind, and her plan would play out to perfection.
It was simple really, all she had to be done was to tell the girl that by taking her to the small, pitiful, town of Leadworth to grow up with her parents, they would learn to love her before they have her, and then would decide to keep her. Of course, she knew, it would never happen, but Melody was a very easy and optimistic subject to convince.
And sometimes the Silence really did have brilliant ideas. Their cunning ways of manipulating those around them always helped too. With the perception filter in place, and the creatures keeping watch to fix what few mistakes the girl may make, the Ponds really never would know that their own daughter had lived with them all along...
Madame Kovarian grinned as she gave me the key to my new 'room'. I looked at my surroundings, only seeing the boring things like a bed and a writing desk in the far corner. She said she was giving me my independence, that I didn't need Dr. Renfrew, or her, as much anymore. I couldn't lie and say that I didn't like it. It would be like being a grown up and having my own house, but when it came to decorating, the woman was bloody terrible at it.
"Thanks," I mumbled. She showed me the dresser,only wood, where my clothes were placed and neatly folded. Then she led me to the closet that was without any kind of monsters. The walls were a boring white and there weren't anything particularly special about the lighting either. I sighed, nothing cool about anything, and no monsters to blow up, how boring. At least at Greystark Hall there was different rooms to explore and Dr. Renfrew's crazy behavior made things interesting, in this new room, I couldn't imagine thinking up anything fun to do. "I appreciate it and all, but Madame... what do I do for entertainment?"
She chuckled at me and then pointed downstairs. "Little Melody, dear, I've taught you to be very observant. You'll figure a way." Then she quickly kissed me on the forehead, which always felt wrong, no matter how many times she did it or what body I was in, and then pressed a button on her vortex manipulator. She was gone with a short zap!
I crossed my arms and flopped onto the bed. She was always doing this to me, leaving me to solve puzzles, to do things on my own. Even the times she took me to the market or the park were never simple. There was always a test of some sort involved. Well, this time I just wouldn't try to do it. It was actually very amusing to think of the look on her face when she realized I disobeyed her. She even might try to "ground" me, whatever that meant.
The longer I sat on the bed though, the more aware of my surroundings I became. The room was still stupid, but from what I could hear, the floor was becoming very interesting.
Of course I knew that it wasn't really the floor that was giving off the sounds of people talking and laughing and music playing in the distance. It was actually the Pond family from downstairs. My family.
Madame Kovarian had explained to me that this room was apart of Amy Pond's house. She said that I need to get to know her, well Amy and Rory both, because my future depends on it. They were my parents, and the people throwing the party downstairs were Amy's parents. Kovarian had never told me when or how I should meet them all, and now seemed better than any. With a sudden jerk I jumped off of the bed, and headed out the door and then down the stairs. I only turned around once to see if she had told the truth. I smiled, the door was hardly noticeable, someone could only see it if they were looking really hard for it. They really would never know I was here.
The party got louder as I came to the bottom of the first staircase. There was music coming from the room off to the right, the smell of steaks on the grill wafting through an open window, and a boy a bit shorter than me, from the looks of it, standing guard at the bottom, in desperate need of a hair cut. "Hello!" I said, he jumped in surprise and turned to face me. I waved. "What're you doing at the bottom of the stairs? Isn't there fun stuff to do around here?"
His eyes were as wide as saucers as he glanced around nervously. "What were you doing up there?"
I shrugged. "Just havin' a look. Can't see any harm in that right?"
After a moments hesitation he nodded. I crossed my arms. "You seem really nervous, what's the matter?" He kept looking around everywhere and whenever a grown up would walk near one of the doors he'd hold his breath until they'd leave. I didn't think that not breathing would help them not notice him, but who knew, maybe he was some crazy bloke who thought holding your breath could turn you invisible.
"Nothing, I'm just... nothing." He explained, he still was panicking about something.
"Okay..." I skipped the last three steps, no problem, and then pointed behind him in terror. "Oh my God! Who's that?"
The boy turned around so fast, his overly long hair fanned out around his face. "Where?" he asked in a panic. I burst out laughing as he realized that no one was there. "Oi, what's wrong with you?" I asked between panting breaths.
He opened his mouth to reply, then only shook his head and motioned at the door he was watching so carefully. "I guess your mums out there? She's probably looking for you."
"Rory! They're done, but mum isn't too happy..." A redheaded girl came crashing through a door leading to what must have been the kitchen. She was going too fast to slow down though, and her tray of... fish fingers fell to the floor with a big clang!
She groaned and then bent down to pick them up. I kneeled over to help. "Fish fingers and... custard?" I asked as she grabbed the last of the fish.
"Trust me, it's as disgusting as it sounds!" Rory sighed. Amy sent him a glare before turning to me. "No, it's good. The raggedy man ate it."
I stood up as Amy adjusted the tray to balance the carton of custard and the fish fingers. "It sounds delicious to me!" I grinned.
"Good!" Rory said "Make her eat the gross fish then."
She rolled her eyes and handed the tray to Rory. "She can't be the Raggedy Doctor, Rory! She's not a boy."
She started towards the stairs then. "Come on then, before your dad notices his best shirts missing." Rory swallowed and then nodded. "He'll beat me if he finds out." he muttered.
"Shut up, Rory. You're so dramatic!" She turned to me then. "Are you coming? We need an extra person to go to jail after the Doctor saves everyone."
"Is he an alien?" I asked. I really hoped that my mum would say yes. Even when I was Melody Pond from Graystark Hall, scaredy-cat of everything, I'd thought aliens were cool. That at least hadn't changed through regeneration. "Of course he is, he's got a time machine! Only aliens can travel in time." Amy explained.
I giggled at what she'd said. "Plenty of people can time travel, it doesn't take some special spaceman to do it!" Rory sent me a 'you shouldn't have said that' look, as Amy eyed me suspiciously before starting up the stairs. I shrugged my shoulders and then jumped every other step up to her. "I'm Mel..s, by the way."
Amy continued to look me up and down before nodding in approval. "I'm Amelia Pond. I haven't seen you here before, are you new?"
"I guess you could say that!" I laughed as Amy...no, Amelia, grinned back.