another video canon move | Let's Kill Hitler

[borrowedabus]

[A video comes on to show a busted-up war room with Nazi decor. Amy, Rory, and the Eleventh Doctor are standing around a man in uniform lying on the ground. Mels is standing near some rubble with both hands on her stomach.]

Hitler...

What about him?

Lousy shot.

[Her breathing gets a little heavier as she falls onto a broken table. All three run over, Amy calling her name, the Doctor calling for Rory, Rory saying "nonononono!"]

I've got to stop the bleeding.

[The video goes to static for minute before coming back. The TARDIS trio is crouched around Mels, Amy stroking her hair.]

How bad is it Rory, what can we do?

Just keep her conscious. Stay with us, Mels!

Hey, look at me. Just hold on.

I used to... dream about you. All those stories Amy used to tell me.

What stories? Tell me what stories. Vampires in Venice, that's a belter!

When I was... little. I was gonna marry you.

Good idea. Let's get married. You stay alive and I'll marry you, deal? Deal?

Shouldn't you ask my parents' permission?

As soon as your better, I'll get them on the phone.

Might as well do it now, since they're both right here.

[Besides Mels' labored breathing, there's silence as the trio look between each other for a good minute before looking back at Mels. She gives them the tiniest of nods.]

Penny in the air.

[No one's able to say anything, not until after Mels' hands start to glow yellow with a sort of shimmer leaking around them. Anyone who has seen one of the newer Doctors regenerate should be able to recognise the effect. Eleven gets on his feet and takes a step back as Mels looks at her hands, absolutely fascinated.]

Penny drops.

[Rory backs up next.]

What the hell's going on?

BACK BACK BACK GET BACK.

[Eleven grabs at Amy's and Rory's arms, yanking them back as the regeneration glow gets brighter and flows after her. Mels stands up again, studying her hands still. Her parents and Eleven are standing in front of Hitler's desk when they stop.]

Last time I did this I... I ended up a toddler. In the middle of New York.

Okay, Doctor. Explain what is happening. Please.

Mels. Short for--

Melody.

Yeah, I named my daughter after her.

You named your daughter... after your daughter.

[Rory turns to stare at Eleven, who's still keeping his eyes on Mels, same as Amy.]

Took me years to find you two. So glad I did. Y'see? It all worked out in the end, didn't it? [As she talks, something seems to dawn on Rory.] You got to raise me after all.

You're Melody? [The look on her face matches her tone: complete disbelief.]

But if she's Melody, then that means she's also--

Oh shut up, Dad. [The glowing spreads over her whole body.] I'm focusing on a dress size!

[She scrunches up her eyes as if she's in pain. Automatically, her arms fly out to either side as fiery energy shoots out from her arms and head. Eleven and her parents throw themselves down against the desk in some attempt to avoid the energy. She screams out for the whole 25 seconds it takes for the process to finish. In this 25 seconds, Eleven can be seen running over to a chair with a gun on it, then emptying the bullets out. He then goes back to Amy and Rory, pulls out the cartridge of a gun in the fruit dish and stuffs that in his pocket before replacing the gun. Just in time to reposition himself. With a final shout the light vanishes and Melody gasps out. She shakes it off after a few deep breaths. New face, new voice, new... well, everything. Except the clothes.]

Right. Let's see then. [The video fades out again. When it comes back again, Melody's standing in the hole where the TARDIS had crashed in, a view over a city just visible around her. The others are standing in the middle of the room.]

Berlin on the eve of war. A whole world about to tear itself apart. [She turns to look at Eleven, Amy, and Rory, a smile on her face.] Now that's my kind of town. Mum, Dad, don't follow me. And yes, that is a warning.

No warning for me, then?

[Melody had just turned away, but turns back to look at Eleven.] No need, my love. The deed is done, and so are you.

[Eleven takes a step closer before his legs buckle. He clutches at his chest and the Ponds help prop him up, asking what's wrong. He wriggles out of their grasp as Melody continues smiling at him.]

What have you done? River?

Oh, River, River, River. More than a friend, I think. [She looks annoyed, jealous, even now. Eleven struggles forward again, but collapses.]

What have you done?!

It was never going to be a gun for you, Doctor. The man of peace, who understands every kind of warfare except, perhaps, the cruelest. [She pauses for a moment as Eleven puts a hand up to his mouth.] Kiss kiss.

[She blows him a kiss and turns back to look over Berlin for a moment. Melody jumps off the window ledge, leaving her parents crowded around the Doctor as the video cuts out one last time.]



((Green=Eleven, Blue=Rory, Red=Amy; If you'd rather watch (most of) the scene, go over here. (Ignore the guys inside the robo-Nazi, please.) The part I wrote ends at 1:24. Sadly, I don't have a video clip for the other bit. 8( Replies will be taken hours later after she brings the Doctor back to life and is recuperating in the hospital. IMPORTANT NOTE: All replies will be from nospoilersforyou, Melody/River's account. I'm officially switching journals, but if anyone still has threads with Mels, don't worry. We can keep going with those.))

Comments

[hasbottombunk]

All of this, too? [what is his life? and why does the community like to record it so much lately?]

[nospoilersforyou]

[aaaaaaand getting a good look at what the community's taken from her life this time. she might be a little disappointed that it didn't catch her little chat with the guards that shot her.]

What do you mean "too"? Did something else from today appear?

[hasbottombunk]

Nothing like this. Just when I punched Hitler. [LIKE THAT'S JUST AN EVERYDAY THING, RIGHT RORY?]

[nospoilersforyou]

I'm still a bit jealous you got to do that. [punching hitler *should* be an everyday thing for rory]

[tenminutes]

Wait so what just happened?

[text | a few hours later]

[nospoilersforyou]

Do you want the short version or the long one?

[tenminutes]

Which one's more interesting?

[nospoilersforyou]

I'll go for a median.

What you saw was one of my abilities as a part-Time Lord. If I'm dying, I can, or could, rather, patch myself up by regenerating. Fixes up any damage done nicely, I get 16 hours of regeneration energy afterward in case of other incidents, and my appearance changes. A long time ago, I was stolen as a baby, then trained and conditioned to kill the Doctor for being what I am. Guns wouldn't work on him, he'd just regenerate, so I used poison lipstick instead. It worked in the end, but before he died he told me to give a message to this lady named River Song. I didn't know who she was, so mum had a shape-shifting robot show me. Turns out I'm River Song. I had a change of heart over killing him, so I summoned up my regeneration energy and brought him back to life. Only problem is, I used up all my remaining regenerations doing that and I'm recovering at a hospital. So, next time I die, I'm gone for good.

Any questions?

1/probably 3

[timey_wimey]

[timey_wimey]

done

[timey_wimey]

What.

[text | a few hours later]

[nospoilersforyou]

I suppose you have questions too.

[timey_wimey]

Oh, you're not wrong. When you told me "spoilers" you really weren't kidding, were you?! That's a spoiler too, by the way, so don't ask, but moving on, my most pressing question is if you killed other-me or not? I'm guessing since you just regenerated (which by the way I'm still trying to figure out how), you didn't, because you've got a whole lot of running to do yet.

[pinkishgray]

I don't even know where to start....

[text | a few hours later]

[nospoilersforyou]

I hear the beginning is usually the best place to start.

[pinkishgray]

I don't supposed it'd hurt, no.

Who are you?

[nospoilersforyou]

Melody Pond, or River Song works too, I suppose. That's going to take some getting used to.

( text )

[geolatry]

[ there's a long pause before the text seems to scroll. a long pause before there's anything formed or pieced together. and when it does follow, it is after the quicker flurry of thoughts. of hows or whys -- for the moment. something impossible, here. something -- ]

You've recovered. |

[text | a few hours later]

[nospoilersforyou]

Yes, I have. [and then she made it worse-ish.]

[geolatry]

[ and even though he remains to see the answer. remains to read this response - there's the suspicion of something else lurking. of interference. skulking. somehow and somewhere. this community, perhaps - blue cannot believe based upon the eyes, solely. computers so advanced that they might draw you in. that they might paint for you a world that mirrors closely your own. that may begin to waver and interrogate. lull into security. false.

but, there has never been (to his knowledge) one so wildly off-track, before. never one so wildly obscure. fantastical. and it strikes as odd

but, one question comes to mind. after a time. guard still up. and how it is expressed is expected. not unusual. morphed into a statement: ]

How. |

[nospoilersforyou]

I'm not completely human, part-Time Lord. I have-- or had, rather-- an ability that let me save myself if I were to get in a situation where I was dying.

[whitechocolate]

....Holy crap.

[nospoilersforyou]

Sorry for the surprise, Sam.

[whitechocolate]

That's okay... You probably couldn't help it, right?

So you're still... I mean, you still remember me, so you're still the same person? Except you look totally different. But not in a bad way. Your hair's kind of epic.

herp derp, this is all text (for now) and several hours after posting

[nospoilersforyou]

No, I couldn't. I had to keep everyone in the dark, if my parents' reaction was any indication.

I am, but I'm not. A few parts of my personality seem to have changed a little too. And the community didn't show it, but I had a good long look at my hair. [and other various new bodyparts] I didn't realise so much could grow on one head, it just keeps going and going.