Robin Terrell - Leaving a Message

"Hello, this is the crisis hotline, how may I help you?"

Robin sighed, leaning against the glass of the phonebox and fiddling with the bit of paper in her hand. "Hi, this number deals with suicide prevention, yes? So even if I wasn't... Yeah... I could just vent?" She pocketed the paper with the number on it. "Sure, Hun. Let it out." The voice on the other end didn't sound like it believed she wasn't considering. Robin didn't either.

Taking a deep breath, she started with what she knew for sure. "Okay... My name is Robin. Well actually it isn't, I'm sort of hiding from someone." She left out the bit about how it was an entire organization. That'd be awkward. "Well no one else is listening, Hun. You wanna say your name?" No. No she didn't. But she supposed if she was going to admit everything else right now... "Jessica... Jessica Terrell." She grimaced, not liking being known. Her hand came up to grasp her collar, a small sigh escaping her lips.

"Good. Now what's on your mind?" "... Okay, um... This isn't going to be the most believable thing, but just listen, alright?" She waited, hearing a pause on the other end before the woman spoke up again. "Alright." Letting out the breath she forgot she was holding, she let her hand fall away from the collar as she began. "I had a normal life, I swear I did. Then... My mom couldn't take us on anymore. My dad was never around, and my brother was always wrecking things. We needed more money. Then this organization, Torchwood, gave her an offer. She could give me up to them, let them do what they wanted, and she would be paid monthly. So that's what she did. She needed it too badly..." Robin reached up and wiped a tear as the woman spoke. "Oh, Hun. Keep going." She sounded worried. If that was all it took, by the end of the call, they'd both be crying.

"I, um. They experimented on me. Drug trials and whatever. Giving me viruses and testing cures. A few times I almost didn't make it. They, um... They changed my eye color, no big deal. Just yellow now. A bit weird, but they needed a guinea pig. Never said what for. Then I heard them talking, saying I would make a good addition to a project. The next day they were surgically implanting wings in me..." She took a shaky breath, hearing only silence from the other side. That was fine, she had barely started.

"Then um... I escaped. Or I thought I did. Met a few friends, traveled around a bit. Then..." She paused, thinking over the incident. "My friend, Mal. It turned out she was in charge of that whole thing. Her older self, that is. Time travel, yeah. She um... She needed me dead. Apparently I was flesh, just a clone. But she didn't tell them that. Or me. Just killed me so no one would ever think of breaking me out. She murdered me... It's just dark, death. Nothing but darkness..." Robin felt a tear slip down her cheek at the memory. "Hun, are you okay? I don't think she killed you..." For the most part the other end was humoring her, but this was a bit too far.

"Yeah, I was flesh. Like I said. I survived, but I was locked up and added to the program with a bunch of other experiments. They trained me to fight. Well tried. Whenever I refused to fight back, they just attacked me until I did something." The woman on the other end began to worry for her mental health. Robin fidgeted uncomfortably at the memory of Torchwood. "Then... My other friend, Sonya. Apparently she got me out. But she wasn't Sonya anymore, she'd changed."

"Hun..." Robin ignored her, continuing as far as she could. "She took me, put me in a shock collar, drugged me, made me beat up Mal... The only reason I stopped was because she said she was pregnant. If she didn't... I might have killed her..." She choked back a sob, taking a deep breath before talking again. "After that it's a bit blurry. Sonya, as far as I remember... She locked me up for days. When she took me out... She strapped me to a chair and branded me with her name... Then it gets fuzzy. Only a few minutes after that, my best friends were killing me. Mal, Theta, and the Doctor. They were killing me... But Sonya saved me. She got me out of there and saved my life..." The other end wanted to say something. It seemed wrong. That... Was not okay.

"Now I guess I'm sort of her pet... But I owe it to her. She saved my life." Robin sniffled, her hand brushing away her tears, then moving to feel her brand. Sonya's name. She was her's. "Hun, do you want me to put you through to the child abuse center?" "No, it wouldn't help. To you, I'm an alien. I'm from a different planet, 3000 years in the future. Sonya's an alien, too." With that, she hung up, not letting the woman get in another word. Just getting that off get chest felt a little better. She stepped out of the phonebox and made her way back to the TARDIS, hoping Sonya wouldn't ask what took so long.

"Now I guess I'm sort of her pet... But I owe it to her. She saved my life." Robin sniffled, her hand brushing away her tears, then moving to feel her brand. Sonya's name. She was her's. "Hun, do you want me to put you through to the child abuse center?"

Now I'm some sort of pedophile??? xD I love you Nat really, I do. This made me laugh for the first time in hours. *hug*

I love how being written as a pedophile makes you laugh xD *hug*

its cause I know you didn't mean it that way. That's what makes me giggle about it xD

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