I wake up, looking around my room covered in darkness. I flick my bedside lamp on and try to recall what happened last night…

I'm running through a dark corridor with Daleks right behind me, my hearts pounding in my chest,

Not knowing what to do, just running, running, running, running that's all I tend to do nowadays, just like my twin, just running away even from his best friend and family… I look back just as I hear one of the Daleks scream exterminate and releasing a shot right towards my head, just missing it with a few inches.
I'm just running, occasionaly dodging a rain of laserblasts and hearing the all killing word EXTERMINATE ringing in my ears.
A tingling sensations creeps up in my back and I cry out in agony.
A blue flash of light swirls around my -in this situation- fragile body that now meets the floor hard, very, very hard.
I try to keep silent
Maybe they will think that I'm dead
But Daleks aren't THAT stupid...
I try to accept my fate
That maybe today will be the last day in this body, maybe it is time to "die" and turn in to someone else.

I close my eyes, making my body ready for pain, even more pain and a new body. Then I feel a little tingling in the back of my mind, something that I haven't felt since me and The Doctor destroyed Gallifrey and everybody died except me, even him my renegade twin brother that always had survived and thrived; but not then.
When we both hit 'the big red button' on the Moment everything turned into dust and rocks before its time and I lost everybody and everything dear to me that day. The last days of The Time War had turned into not just a war; but hell, hell had started descending over the universe and me and The Doctor tried to stop it in the only way possible...
I regenerated and woke up on earth like a 17 year old girl...

I didn't know how I got there, accepted it and psychic-papered my way through life.
That was now nearly five years ago in the year 2001 and I had made earth my adoptive world. I build a short range teleporter to go around earth and its solar system, scavenging old wreckages of spaceships scattered on earth and I have been saving the planet ever since.

I mentally hit myself on the head, I still had the Time bender that I actually came for in the first place… All I have to do is activate it and I'll be outta here. With shaking hands I type the space coordinates and activate the device. A white light comes around me and I close my eyes. When I open them again I laying on the cold hard floor (*author note*whharg whraag trouble trouble!) my quickly healing body still feeling sour from the deadly laser blast. I scramble to my feet and drag myself over to my bed where I fall in to a healing coma.

I try to lift my head of the pillow, but fail miserably, I try again this time with more success. I slowly drag myself to the bathroom, I brush my hair, get dressed and give myself a pep talk for the day that is to come, probably nothing special but you can never know what is to come…

I drag myself over to my laptop and open it. I type out what happened last night, maybe someone will ever care to read about my adventures in usually time but now only space:

I received a signal on my manipulator and traced back the signal to an old Dalek ship that was barely staying in the sky.

When I arrived on the ship to put it out of its misery I found a Time bender, a device of Time Lord origin and a remnant of a once so strong civilization that I destroyed and lost. I escaped and detonated the ship

Note to self: I think I'm slowly going mad down here. I felt the Timelord hive mind active again, last time I felt this was when my brother got his 'war' body…

Alexandra sigma. (The Guardian)

23 Dec. 2005

Aaaand that's it… hope you like it!

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