Hey guys, this is only a three-chapter story. This is a back-story prequel story with only about two sightings of The Doctor. I hope you enjoy! This is a prequel of Led Through Time by me.
Chapter 1: Orphan And What Happens Next
The day was is October 31, 1998. I was eight years old, I had one sibling, Gracie, her actual name is Grace, but I've called her Gracie since I could talk. My parents, Kate and Jack, got murdered this day. I couldn't tell by what, because the man evacuated me into his futuristic-looking home. I didn't see a couch, but there was two chairs. And some sort of computer. But I was to busy crying in the corner to pay attention. It was Gracie that later told me what it looked like.
It was 10:30, usually by then we'd be fast asleep, but I managed to wake up enough to drag my two-years-older sister into the closet with me. I heard faint robotic voices below me. Which was, none other than my parents' bedroom. I didn't remove my hands from my ears.
I heard bits and pieces of the voices. "Ext-...Lizzie...future..." Before I could start crying I heard a moan and saw my sister moving.
"Gracie, be as silent as you can." I whispered.
"Okay." She whispered back. I heard my mom screaming and my dad's voice. I covered my ears even harder.
What I heard from my father was "Leave the girls alone!" He said before uttering the words I will never forget. "Take me, not them."
Me and my sister started crying, beginning to not care about the intruders. My crying turned to full on sobs when I heard something hit the floor and the voices stop. Moments later a heard more voices the robot said something about a...a...Doctor. And the other voice somehow drove the intruders
ut after I heard a weird noise, like...a weiaruauaraur, but more robotic.
I saw a shadow outside the closet door and then hugged Gracie as tight as I could.
"Hello in there, I'm not here to hurt you." I let go of my sister and creaked the door open as little as I could, letting him only see a half inch of my face. "What's your name?" He said kindly.
"How do I know to trust you?"
"I got the mean-man-out."
"Are my mommy and daddy okay?" I whispered. Gracie crawled over to me. "Are they-" I stopped for a moment "Are they dead?"
"Yes. But you need to come with me."
I opened the closet door fully. He reached over and grabbed one of me and Gracie's hands.
"Come on, run as fast as you can."
Soon after he took us to his "magic house" as Gracie called it. And gave me a necklace, he said it'd make me safe. I wore it everywhere. He soon turned us in and said our parents died, none of out family said they could take care of both of us, so we ended up in an orphanage, "Sunny Days Home For Children".
And let me say, it was not sunny the slightest bit. The woman that held us was nice, but her husband, not so much. I spend many days hiding in the room that had been given to me. When I wasn't in the cheapest school they could find within the city.
I became shy, until I was in late high-school, because I knew I would be torn away from the nice lady's husbands abuse soon enough. He was strict, and drank too much, while the lady was nice, and when her husband got really mean, she'd give us more dinner, or sneak us a book to read or something. Some nights, starting up when the old classic, Doctor Who, started back up, we'd watch the show.
One night, me and Gracie decided to start planning an escape, because we grew tired of the screaming and strict rules. We stayed up fifteen minutes past bedtime, which is longer than any child had stayed up here. The kids had made a secret record book. Like longest stayed up, longest out in the woods, longest gone without them finding the broken plate hidden well in the garbage.
"Ok, Gracie," 14 year old me said to 16 year old Gracie. This was the only year we had left to escape. Our birthdays were late in the year, It was late August. I was born very early October and she was born in September. Sunny days had a strict once 18; you're out, once 15; get a job, once 10; start chores, once in at least 1st grade; get all A's, rule. This is exactly a week after the new Doctor Who season ended. "Papa's at work and Momma's at the store. I think it's time. I've saved up enough money to buy a small flat."
"I got enough to buy food and cheap necessity item's for at least two months."
"I'm not sure we should do it this now, though. If we save up more maybe we can buy an apartment once Momma and Papa get you into Collage. We've been putting half our pay in a jar to save up for collage if they don't get it for us."
"I think you're right. By next September we'd have even more money."
"No matter what, we'll make it together. Okay?"
"No matter what." She said, before pulling me into a hug.
