For your reading pleasure, I proudly present the newest installment of Adopting Amelia... And in case you were wondering, I have no idea what brought on the random formality. COMMENCE FLASHBACK!
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Jack suddenly found himself on a strange planet, the sky was orange and two suns burned high in the sky. Galifrey. The name popped into his head as the memory took root in his mind. War. He looked all around him and saw the effects of the war, everywhere there were timelords fighting and running towards shelter. In the midst of the devastation he saw a young girl. He knew immediately that it was Amelia, but she looked completely different.
She was only about the size of an average earth ten-year-old, with short red hair and those same brown eyes. She was next to an older woman with dark brown hair and brilliant blue eyes, they held hands as the woman - mother, he heard in his head- led her through the empty street.
"Shh, calm down Mimi." Jack smiled slightly at the pet name Amelia's mother had given her. The young Amelia nodded and followed silently into a dark alley, oblivious to the older timelady's panic. "Hey," She crouched next to her child and forced a smile. "We're going to play a game Mimi, okay?" The young girl's face brightened and she opened her mouth to respond, but was shushed by her mother's voice cutting in. "Shhh, it's a quiet game, and you have to stay as quiet as you can to win. Alright, hide right here and stay quiet until mummy gets back." Amelia obediently sat in the shelter os a few cardboard boxes as her mother looked back and forth down the alley.
"But mummy, what if you forget?" He saw the tears falling from her mother's eyes. "If anything happens? What if the shiny men come?"
"It's okay, it'll be okay, love. If anything happens you have to promise you'll go find your brother." The little girl's brow furrowed.
"But mum-" She shook Amelia softly.
"You have to promise me Amelia!" She whispered harshly. Young Amelia began to cry, but nodded. "Sorry, but this is a very important game, darling and I had to make sure you knew the rules." She hugged her daughter tightly before standing up again. She took a long look at her little daughter and then hurried out of the alley. A few minutes later, Jack heard a woman scream from the other direction and knew what had happened. Amelia's mother was gone. But timelords could regenerate, right? Before an answer came, the scene changed abruptly.
He was in a different part of the planet now, there were cozy looking houses on one side, but on the other he saw a path of destruction and debris littered with a handful of bodies. Then he spotted Amelia again. She was older now, her red hair was tied into a bun and her face and arms were sprinkled with freckles. She looked around in every direction before apparently finding what she was looking for and running in the opposite direction. Follow. He started to run after her and stopped when he found her kneeling over a body.
"Too fast... It's too fast, they can't come back." She mumbled repeatedly at top speed. She was agressively shaking the body on the ground as tears fell from her eyes. His first reaction was to comfort her, he reached to touch her shoulder, but his hand passed through her like she was mist. Just a memory Jack. Amelia's voice echoed through his head and for the first time, he realized that she was there beside him. Her face was void of emotion as she watched her younger self crying over a lost relative. Brother. He looked down at the body on the ground and he heard the past Amelia whimpering again.
"You promised, you said you'd survive, you said you'd come home. Mum's gone, you were the only one left. You swore you'd be there for me, You swore!" She whispered frantically as she cradled the body in her arms. An explosion sounded in the distance. She looked through Jack and the present Amelia and into the distance. "Not again." She got up and kissed her dead brother's forehead before she ran off towards the explosion. They bounded through the wreckage and into what remained of a house. "Artemis... she was... NO!" The past Amelia bellowed. He watched as the present Amelia cringed as the other seemed to realize her mistake. They knew where she was now. The enemy was sure to find her, he could hear the other's thoughts now, they were painfully clear. I can only pray they kill me.
A ship appeared in the sky and the scene changed again. The present Amelia's eyes widened and she promptly withdrew from the memory and left Jack alone in a dim, cell-like room. A shadow stirred in the corner and he realized that it really was a cell. A hooded figure that Jack couldn't identify, and Amelia's memory refused to, appeared at the door.
"Now." the figure's voice was cold and it seemed to echo into the deeper parts of his brain.
"No please! not again, please no!" It was Amelia, she was begging not to be tortured. Again. Hearing this, the figure came in and grabbed her arm, practically dragging her through the cell. She wrenched herself from his grasp and he took to twisting his fingers in her long, red hair and yanking her head backwards. She whimpered in pain.
"Now." The figure repeated, pulling her hair harder. She nodded submissively and he loosened his grip, allowing her to stand. When she tried, her legs buckled under her weight and she fell to the ground. The hooded figure released her hair to slap her across the face. She merely took a shuddering breath before getting slowly and unsteadily to her feet. The figure grabbed her arm and pulled her from the cell, Jack followed until they came to a chamber where she was strapped to a chair. The figure turned his attention to an array of painful looking devices on a table next to the chair. He watched as the figure took a short, sharp knife and held it above Amelia, he drew back his arm and Jack closed his eyes. The last thing he heard was her piercing scream as he was pulled into yet another memory.
He recognized where he was, London, late 1800s to early 1900s. It was, naturally, pouring rain and he watched as a small flash epupted and two figures appeared. The taller one pushed the other away and quickly transported away again. Lightning flashed and he saw red hair on the figure on the ground. It was her again. he walked over to her and sat next to her on the wet ground. She was alive, that much was evidennt by her heavy breathing, but she was tired. He watched as she struggled to keep her eyes open, they finally flickered shut and her breathing evened out. She had fallen asleep on the ground in the middle of a thunderstorm. he sighed again as he watched her sleep. Another lightning bolt cracked through the sky as he was pulled back to reality.
He looked around for Amelia, but found she was gone. He assumed she'd gone back to the hub, so he quickly made his way there. He came through the door and called her name. She didn't respond, but he knew she was there because of the sound of the showers echoing from the lower level. She'd showered earlier after cleaning up the blood in the hall, so he knew she wasn't just trying to get clean. he walked cautiously down the stairs and into the shower room. All of the stalls had translucent glass doors that hid everything except blurred sillhouettes of the people in them. He walked down the rows until he found a dark shape in one of the stalls, Amelia was fully clothed, lying on the floor of the shower. She was crying softly when he opened the door. He sat down next to her under the stream of warm water, he didn't care that it was soaking his clothes, he just wanted her to stop crying. her put an arm on her shoulder and stayed until he realised that she had once again fallen asleep.
"Only girl I know that could fall asleep in the pouring rain." He muttered, before getting up and going to his own bed to let her rest.
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