I can't change.

I never asked you to.

The scenario imprinted into Reaver's mind. Constantly playing. The words echoed, and he tried to get some sleep, several women...and men lying around the bedroom after last nights "after party". He'd dreamt of it. Her words. Her tears. He'd dreamt of her dreaming. Crying out for him in her sleep. Screaming for him to save her. She's put her faith in him. She wasn't waiting for Alexander. She was waiting for Reaver. Alexander. The name seemed foreign now. Reaver hadn't used that name in centuries, and he didn't intend to anytime soon. This was who he was now. Heartless.

And she doesn't care.

He abandoned you!

Alice's thoughts screamed at her, as she released the arrow from her bow, hitting the center of the target. She grabbed another, readying it in her bow, pulling it back.

He killed Alfie!

She released the arrow, hitting the target dead center, clashing with the first arrow. Rose sighed, watching Alice brood as she shot arrows. The three of them had made camp in the depths of the forest in Brightwood. Whilst Rhydian had gone hunting, he told Alice to keep watch. Alice had made a makeshift target with a tree. Using a blade to carve the target on it.

Rose heard footsteps, and turned her head to see Rhydian approaching, with a couple of dead rabbits on arrows. She beckoned him over, nodding her head over to Alice.

He took Rose!

Rhydian placed the rabbits near their camp fire and walked over to Rose, watching as Alice released yet another arrow.

"How long has she been doing that?" Rhydian whispered to Rose.

"She made the target as soon as you left, she's only shot a three arrows…" Rose trailed off when Alice released another arrow. "…four."

"Does she do this often?" Rose asked quietly.

He nodded, "When she's angry."

Rose sighed, "Did you see them? When he saw her face."

"Yeah. She let her guard down. That's probably why she's angry."

"Why is she like that though?" Rose was now looking at Rhydian. Hurt evident on her face.

"She's been through way too much. Reaver, Alfie, her father…"

"What does her father have to do with this?"

Rhydian sighed. He grabbed her arm, gently pulling her away from Alice.

"Didn't you ever wonder where her scars came from?" He asked her quietly.

"Yeah. She always avoided the topic though, so I never asked," Rose answered softly.

"It was her father."

Rose gasped, "W-what happened?"

Rhydian sat down on a log, Rose sitting next to him.

"Her mother died giving birth to her," Rhydian began softly. "Her father blamed her. Everyday he'd beat her…"

"You foolish child!" Alice's dad raised his hand, slapping her right across the face. The force sent her to the ground, her hand on her red cheek as hot tears began streaming down her face. In front of her, towering over her, stood her father. A look of anger on his face, a bottle of alcohol in his hand. "You're nothing but a curse!" It was then, he took of his belt. The man raised it and CRACK!

Tears fell from Rose's eyes as Rhydian told her everything.

Rhydian took a deep breath. "Two years ago, we were walking around Bowerstone Market. We noticed someone stumbling out of the tavern. Alice froze. When I asked what was wrong, she told me he was her father. That night…"

A cold breeze blew through the air as Rhydian approached an old, tattered home. The lights were still on, so Rhydian knew Alice's father was still awake. Rhydian knocked on the door, clenching his free hand tightly. The door suddenly open, a drunk man stumbled into view.

"Who are you?" he slurred angrily. Rhydian scowled and punched the man, causing him to stumble back into the 'home', landing on the floor with a thump. His nose immediately began to bleed. He stepped into the house, slamming the door behind him, never taking his blazing eyes off Alice's father.

"I believe you have a daughter," Rhydian said coldly. "Alice."

"Aye, what about her?" The man asked, clearly frightened by the towering man in the black hooded cape.

"She's under my care now. And I don't like how you still haunt her dreams." Rhydian grabbed the man by the lapels of his shirt pulling him up with one hand so they were eye to eye, his feet dangling in the air. "It ends here."

Rhydian threw another punch at the man, causing him to stumble back, trying to grasp whatever he could so he wouldn't fall. His hand settled on an old looking vase, which fell with him, shattering into tiny pieces, cutting his hand where he held it. He cried out in pain, clutching his bleeding hand.

"P-please, I-I'm sorry," the man stuttered, pain evident in his voice as he quivered.

"Is that what Alice said?" Rhydian asked angrily. "Was this before or after you raped her?"

"I-I was drunk!" the man cried.

Rhydian laughed. "And you think that makes everything better? Sorry doesn't change the fact that you made her life hell. Sorry doesn't stop Alice from constantly having nightmares. You took away her childhood…I'm going to take away your life."

"Y-you killed him?" Rose gasped in disbelief.

"What would you have done?" he asked her, almost challengingly.

"I would have let him live with the pain."

"Men like him don't have a conscience to suffer like that."

"That doesn't justify what you did. It makes you just as bad as him."

Rhydian scoffed, "Nothing is as bad as what he did."

Knowing he was right, Rose didn't say anything of it.

The pair looked back at Alice, who was still shooting arrows.

Why aren't I mad at him?

Alice sighed sadly, releasing an arrow, which went straight pass the tree.

"That can't be good," Rhydian said getting up.

Rose stood too, both of them racing over to Alice. Rhydian stood back a bit, watching as Rose went over to Alice.

"Alice?" Rose placed a hand on Alice's shoulder. "Sweetheart what is it?"

Alice looked at Rose sadly.

"I'm not angry at him. Why?" Alice asked softly.

"Who?" Rose asked, confused.

"He killed Alfie. He left. He took you!" Alice's voice raised. She let out a shaky breath "So why don't I hate him?"

Rose's eyes widened at the question. How was she meant to answer that?

"W-well. Maybe you don't hate people easily," Rose tried to reason, but Alice shook her head. Rose sighed. "Maybe you're holding onto memories of your childhood."

Alice furrowed her eyebrows, "What's that suppose to mean?"

Rose shrugged, "Remember how he would read you stories before bed sometimes? Or tell you his own adventures?"

Alice smiled at the memory.

"And how he'd stay with you when you had a nightmare. Or when you were sick," Rose laughed.

Alice chuckled, "Yeah. I remember that. It doesn't really sound like Reaver though, does it?"

Rose smirked, "If you described any of that to anyone, they probably would have thought you were living with some really happy couple in Oakfield."

The two girls laughed lightly. Rhydian smiled at the pair.

"Maybe you're holding onto those memories cause they're precious. Because they're something rare. Like seeing a shooting star. Or finding a unicorn."

Alice smirked at Rose's metaphors.

"Ok, maybe those weren't the best examples," Rose chuckled, before giving Alice a small smile. "Don't let those moments go. I know Reaver has done a lot of bad things, and he'll continue to do so. But don't hate him. Don't believe that you should because of all he's done. I think…I think people like him just needs someone to believe in them. Don't give up on him."

Alice sighed, "How can you be so calm? After what he's done?"

Rose shrugged, "I can't change what happened. But I can hope it'll get better."

"Does it get better though?"

"I found you," Rose smiled. "And Rhydian isn't so bad to look at either."

Alice looked at Rhydian, chuckling at his shocked expression. Rose saw it too, and both girls erupted in a fit of laughter.

So know we have Alice's background story! What do you guys think about that? This is more of a filler chapter, but I wanted to lay down a bit of background info. The next chapter will be more eventful and will introduce some recognizable characters :) Also I wanted to throw in that my last term for the year starts this coming tuesday, and even though I've already written several chapters, I have to go back to my usual upload schedule, because I've got my exams coming up soon :( When that does happen I'll let you know cause I probably won't be able to update on that week, plus I've got work experience. But it's a shorter term and then I've got the whole 6 weeks of Christmas Holidays to write and upload! So bear with me guys, if I don't upload it's not that I've not got anything or I can't be bothered writing anymore, it's probably just that I'm studying for exams or actually doing them.

Love you all, thank you so much for the support!

Also if I have any Whovian's reading, first of all "Hi :)" If you're at all interested my friend who I've mention before has got a story up, so if you want go check it out. It's called "Forever 'Till Tomorrow" by Summer Rosewood.

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