3. End Of Intro.
I used to have blonde hair, blue sparkling eyes and tan skin. I was truly beautiful. All the human boys used to ask if I would marry them, or stay with them, or have them come with me. The best part is, that my father let me choose. But I usually said I couldn't. Or I didn't want to. Which left them crying, and upset. But I always said my home was the stars. I belonged to the stars. They welcomed me at my beginning. But if the boy was truly lovely, I asked for them to come. To see the stars. Most said no. Which I weeped. Some said yes. So the stars welcomed them. Like they always do. But they died, or found love on a different planet or time zone or got stuck and we couldn't bring them back with us. And I cried. I cried and cried.
There was a girl. She was my best friend. She wasn't human. Or TimeLord. She was from the SkyLands. She was funny, caring, and wonderful. So I brought her with us. She didn't fall in love with my dad, or me. She said she loved someone else. Someone of her own kind. But one adventure, we fought the Daleks. It was fun. But when we got back in the TARDIS, she became a half TimeLord. Like Donna did. So there was another me in the TARDIS. Half her, half TimeLord. So we had to make her forget. I begged to my father, asking if there was anything else we could do. But there was nothing. So we sent her home, and we were erased from her mind. If people asked about me and my father to her, she'd say she'd have no clue who we were.
But I moved on. And me and the Doctor took our separate place. At least-that's what I recall happened. So I went to Earth. To relax. To be alright.
This story isn't much about my life. It's about me and someone I love. Someone I always fight for. Someone who loves me. So prepare, humans. There are tons of 'fandoms' in this story.Some I haven't put in the tags, because they were a surprise. So welcome, to my dairy. And book. Or song. And may the Ood sing me to sleep, when I die. IF I die. Let the story begin.