Hello there, this is my first attempt at writing a Doctor Who fanfic, so please be nice. Forgive me if you don't like the fact that the Doctor is female AND ginger but I figured I would give this a shot. Please review and follow if you are intrigued by the plot. I appreciate the kindness and constructive criticism. I still need a beta and wasn't able to fit that into the summary. PM me if you are interested in BETA'ing my story and once more, I still don't own the Doctor or Who... BBC does. I am not gaining a single cent from this and don't really want to since this is for fun.
They say that the thirteenth regeneration of a Time Lord is unlucky, and should never live past eight years into their regeneration. That the thirteenth Time Lord's regeneration is the same as breaking a mirror in the humans' strange superstitions.
This is one of the many things that I do not get about Gallifrey. This is also something that I plan on changing and prove to the other that it is wrong.
The others had companions and I plan on finding companions as well but not too soon. I need time to adjust to this form. And knowing my brain and body, it won't be too long. I have a knack with the humanoid body of mine. The only difference is the two hearts us Time Lords have as to the single hearts that the humans have.
If you have figured out who I am, I am the Doctor. Who you may ask? That is one of the many questions I cannot answer and will not know until I visit Trenzalore once more. I do not know my own identity and nor did I want to until know.
I want answers as to why the thirteenth regeneration is an unlucky one, and who I am exactly. I need these answers and I know nobody on Gallifrey will answer and I have my complete faith in them.
The answers will arrive, I just need to be patient. For these answers are coming and when they do, I will be ready.