Show me the stars

Protest Or Forget

AN: I don't own Doctor Who, or any of the characters. I don't own you either. M/N= Your Middle Name.
Your POV
When you awoke, you were in a darkened room all alone. Slowly, you sat up, wondering where you were. You looked around; all that was in this room was four TV screens and three large buttons on a table in front of you. The buttons were labelled 'Protest', 'Record' and 'Forget'. You shakily got on your feet, and headed to the door. You tugged at the handle, and found that the door wouldn't open. You were locked in. That was when you remembered that you had been with Amy when the men showed up. Where was she? "Amy?" You called. When no reply came, you called her name again, hoping that she was nearby. As you looked for a way out, a voice spoke to you. "Welcome to voting cubicle 331A. Please leave this installation, as you would wish to find it. The United Kingdom recognises the right to know all of its citizens." This voice was strangely calm. You sat back down in the chair you'd woken up in, wondering what was about to happen. "A presentation concerning the history of Starship UK will begin shortly. Your identity is being identified on our electoral roll." You weren't sure that you were on any sort of electoral roll. In your own time, you hadn't ever voted. That was why you were surprised when the computer actually found something on you.
Name: Y/N M/N L/N
Age: 1,297
Marital Status: Unknown.

That confused you slightly. Wouldn't it just be single? As far as you were aware, you weren't married. A man appearing on all four of the screens pulled you out of your thoughts. "You are here because you want to know the truth about this starship." The man said, his voice also oddly calm. "I am talking to you because you're entitled to know. When this presentation has finished, you will have a choice. You may either protest... or forget." You looked at the buttons in front of you, as you realised that was what they were there for. "If you choose to protest, understand this. If just 1% of the population of this ship do likewise, the program will be discontinued, with consequences for you all." You sat up, wondering what he meant by consequences. "If you choose to accept this situation, and we hope that you will, then press the forget button. All the information I am about to give you will be erased from your memory. You will continue to enjoy the safety and amenities of Starship UK, unburdened by the knowledge of what has been done to save you. Here then is the truth about Starship UK, and the price that has been paid for the safety of the British people. May God have mercy on our souls." As soon as he finished speaking, your mind was filled with images and information. Horrible images about what those people had done to a poor innocent creature. You pleaded for your mind to make it stop, as you slammed your hand down on one of the buttons. When you opened your eyes again, everything had gone from your mind. Tears were still running down your face, as the door swung open revealing the Doctor, Amy and Mandy. "Y/N?" The Doctor questioned, noticing the tears. You sniffed, attempting to dry the tears away. The Doctor walked over to you, and hugged you. "It's alright." He whispered, before pulling away. "Can you remember anything?" Amy asked, and you shook your head. With his arm still around you, The Doctor lead you and Amy back to another room. It was identical to the one you'd been in, which lead you to guess that this was the voting room Amy had been in. The Doctor pulled out of the chairs and stood on it. Pulling out the new, green sonic screwdriver he scanned the light. "Yeah, your basic memory wipe job. Must have erased about twenty minutes." He confirmed. "But why would we choose to forget?" Amy asked, looking at you.
"Cos everyone does." Mandy interrupted. "Everyone chooses the forget button."
"Did you?" The Doctor asked.
"I'm not eligible to vote yet. I'm twelve." Mandy replied. "Anytime after you're sixteen, you're allowed to see the film and make your choice. And then once every five years."
"And once every five years everyone chooses to forget what they've learned." The Doctor said. "Democracy in action."
"It must be pretty bad then." You said softly.
"How do you not know about this? Are you Scottish too?" Mandy asked him.
"Oh, I'm way worse than Scottish. I can't even see the movie. Won't play for me." He said.
"It played for me." Amy said.
"The difference being the computer doesn't accept me as human." The Doctor replied.
"Why not?" Amy asked. The Doctor stayed silent, but looked back at her. "You look human."
"No. You look Time Lord. We came first." The Doctor said.
"So there are other Time Lords too, yeah?" Amy questioned, and the Doctor looked at her sadly.
"No." He said. "There were, but there aren't... Just me now. Long story. There was a bad day, bad stuff happened, and you know what? I'd love to forget it all. Every last bit of it. But I don't. Not ever. Cos this is what I do. Every time, every day, every second. This." He put his hand into a fist, and slammed it down on the Protest button. "Hold tight. We're bringing down the Government." He cautioned, as the door behind you slammed shut. The Doctor pulled you and Amy into a corner, as the floor began to split open. "Say whee!" The Doctor exclaimed. Amy let out a loud scream, and you closed your eyes as you fell down a long tunnel.