This chapter has very much shortness in it. I've been going through some major writers block where I've known what all is going to happen, I just wasn't satisfied with anything that came out. Anyway, not sure I did this chapter justice, but it didn't make me wanna bash my head in. haha
And I am not from anywhere within the UK. Sadly, I am just American, so if I mess up any terms or slang, I'm sorry. I wish I was a cool European person, but I merely am not. Still, I love Doctor who and hope you all enjoy!
btw, still don't own Doctor Who. I continue to say that because I guess it's mandatory. :P

I wanted to go back to Amy's right away when we arrived at the "Church".

The church wasn't really a church, but just an old abandoned office building. It was called the church because the "Silence" worked there, and I guess the silence is a religion or something. Madame Kovarian loved the silence. She told me that everything I did, I did for the Silence. I'd never seen more than a few people there at a time though, but I assumed that on days when Madame Kovarian didn't bring me, there were a lot . I couldn't be sure about what they did at the "Church" but it of course had something to do with the Doctor. I knew that someone monitored the Time Vortex, and someone else constantly looked at each event in history to find even the slightest changes that might have indicated that the Doctor had been there. Madame Kovarian had said that the eye patches helped them to notice the differences; without them, their memories of those events would change, along with the times the Doctor had tampered with.

I don't have a lot of fond memories of the Church. Whenever I came, my mind would feel real fuzzy and I'd end up with aches and pains all over. The pains were from training, although the exact details always slipped away. But this time when we arrived, I realized why everything was always like that, since the culprit was only a few inches in front of me. If I didn't know any better I would have said it was an ugly alien. But they'd been around for as long as the human race, at least, that's what the Doctor said when I was still in Florida and he'd taken my mum from them. It was funny how I couldn't remember anything about them unless I saw them in front of me.

Madame Kovarian squeezed my shoulder to make me keep walking forward. I warily continued to glance a them as she guided me to the exact room she wanted to take me to. "Won't I forget this lesson?" Along with all the other lessons I've had? I thought bitterly. It made no sense to me why she was "preparing" me for my future, but I couldn't remember it at all.

Kovarian made a tsk-tsk sound as we turned down another hall. "You'll remember this when it's most needed. Until then, we don't need you accidentally telling your friends about your future. Just think of how upset Amelia would be if she found out you are the one to one day kill the Doctor, her imaginary friend."

I pursed my lips but kept quiet. It annoyed me that she thought I'd just blab something like that to someone! Just because I stole things sometimes and got a bit into trouble didn't mean I would ruin my mum's life like that. "Why do I have to kill him?" I had tried not to ask it, but it had come out.

"You were created for one purpose only Melody, to kill the Doctor. If you refuse to do as such," she gave me a sharp look, more as a warning than anything else. "then you'll have to pay the consequences."

I never liked admitting when something scared me. But when Madame Kovarian talked about "consequences" it was never something that normal kid got, like washing the dishes or getting grounded from the tellie. I didn't like going against what she said, ever. There was always too much at stake.

"Step in this room and have a seat Melody." She said closing the door behind us. The room looked like a meeting type of room with a long table and chairs in a few spots. There was a mirror at the end of the room and nothing else. I glanced back at Kovarian, wondering if she was serious about this room, and what she might intend to do in here, but her face didn't exactly give me any clues. With a sigh I went over to sit at one of the chairs on the end, awaiting further instructions.