Welcome to my story, The Doctor and The Beast. I have rewritten this a couple of times and have been on hiatus for a very long time. I'm touching up what I have, and I wish I had my notes from when I first started this all. I'll be starting from scratch it seems but enjoy reading what I have so far! I will roll out with some new chapters in the following months until I'm organized enough to consistently update.
The main character, my OC, is called a Vaihtaja. It means "Changer" in Finnish. Years ago, I liked to throw random words into google translate and find names.
"Please forgive me, my dear." My adoptive uncle whispered in my ear. I was confused, still too naive to the world to know what was going on. How was I supposed to know how bad the war had gotten? The young Time Lord hugged me, clinging to me like it was the last time he would see me. Which very well might be true. "You need to stay here, okay? Your parents love you very much, but you cannot come back home. This is now your home, okay Khaz?"
"B-but why? What did I do wrong? Please tell mom whatever it was I'll never do it again!" I cried. Fifteen was young even in the human world, but to my kind I was just a pup. No more than a young child.
"No!" He replied fiercely, "Remember, it was never your fault. You carry something deep within you that must live on, you hear me Khaz? It's important that you listen to what I have to say." He let me go, keeping his hands on my shoulders at arm's length, a stern expression on his face.
"This is what I've lived for, to be able to tell you this. When I leave, you are to find a Jack Harkness and do whatever it takes to stay with him."
Confused, I began to cry. "Why are you telling me this? What's going on?" I whimpered like a pathetic little kid.
"Khaz, I'm sorry, but this is going to hurt." He said, ignoring my demands.
Before I could react to his words, he brought up his sonic device and pointed it at my collar around my neck. Deep within me a howl echoed in the walls of my mind. I let out a screeching scream as my uncle tampered with my collar. The thing was connected to me, it helped keep the voices away. It was tied to my very being and created a wall in my mind that protected me from outside forces. This man I had loved as an uncle broke the one thing I promised my parent I would never take off, tamper, or break. The thing that would keep the dreaded "Hounds" away.
When the pain subsided, I was what humans would consider a dog. A mutt with no distinctive breed, but a dog none the less. My uncle crouched down and hugged me all over again as I shivered in pure terror.
"Find Jack Harkness, find The Doctor!"
With one last kiss to my furry forehead the man left me all alone in what appeared to be park. My tail clung to my hind legs as I turned in a circle, trying to figure out just where that man had left me. I was lost, alone, and terrified.
I curled into myself. There was no one here, not even a child's laugh. The park was empty and a chilling wind picked up that cut right through my fur. I was alone.
And then, I heard a voice. It was the same one that had talked to me when I was younger, a female voice with just a hint of bitterness and hate, but I knew from experience it also had potential to be kind and motherly.
'Khaz..' It echoed around me. I glanced everywhere before I finally understood it was in my head. 'Khaz, honey, listen to me.' She cooed. It was motherly this time, easing the panic within me.
I whimpered, going in circles before I felt the pressure in my head. It was just a touch, barely anything at all, but it caught my attention. I stopped and stood in one place; my eyes trained on the blades of grass swaying in the wind.
'Good, I have your attention. Now, I can't hold on for long. Darkness is quickly taking over, but I need you to walk forward. Things seem bad now, but we need to do as your Uncle said and find Jack Harkness.'
I whimpered and tried to order my thoughts to reply. At first, I could only get mental pictures and emotions together. That's how any Vaihtaja communicated within a pack. Well, when we're young at least.
'Easy there Khaz. You'll be fine. You will know when it is him. Now, I'm not sure when I will get another chance to speak with you so listen up. Whatever he does, don't let him leave you behind. He will take you where you need to be.'
I nodded my head and glanced once more towards where I knew my Uncle had been just moments ago. Butterflies scattered in my stomach as my thoughts ran to what would happen now. I wanted to be sick. The presence soon left my mind and I was left all alone again. Well, sort of. Just as when I was a small newborn pup, I felt that feeling in my head. It let me know that I wasn't completely alone in this mess. Feeling comforted, I put one paw forward and began my journey to find the one called Jack Harkness.