The Doctor's Daughter.

Prologue.

How many years have past since the great Time War? Too many. How many lives were slaughtered during that time? Our whole planet...with the exception of my father and I. Plus the lives of the Daleks were lost then too, but that's who we were finghting against...aliens with no emotions, built like a tank but resembled a pepper shaker, only, don't say that to them.

I suppose you're wondering who I am? Well, I'll tell you. My name is Jayda, and I am one of the last of the Time Lords...well, techincally I'm a Time Lady, but that's besides the point.

What is a Time Lord you ask? Well, we're a humanoid alien spieces that never dies...well, of natural causes or old age, we simply regenerate. We have all knowledge of Time and Space, and we travel in what you humans call a time machine. It's a spaceship of sorts that can travel through time. It's called the TARDIS, which stands for Time And Relative Dimention In Space. It has a Camelion Cloaking Device with allows the TARDIS to blend into its surroundings. For example, if it were to travel to Ancient Rome, it would be disguised as a pillar, so as not to attract attention.

Anyways, back to the story. As I said, I am the last Time Lady and my father is the last Time Lord. He calls himself The Doctor, because he doesn't like people to know what his real name is. Obviously I know what it is, but I'm not saying, that's up to my father to give out, not me.

I suppose you'd like me to tell you my age? Very well. I am six hundred and fifty-seven years old...if you can believe it. I only look around nineteen or twenty, one of the perks of being able to regenerate. I have long black hair that goes down to my waist, blue eyes that show my real age, fair skin, and stand to about five foot five. I look nothing like my father, except for my eyes, they've always been blue, and I suppose always will be.

If I am six hundred and fifty-seven, how old is my father? Well, he's nine hundred and twenty, but he looks in his late twenties/early thirties. I suppose you'd like to know about my mother? Well, she was a Time Lady, her name was Elena, she met my father when they were in their late two hundreds, tried and failed for a baby, then one day, she had me without knowing she was pregnant. That can happen sometimes.

I have very few memories of my mother, all I know is that she was really beautiful and she died in the Time War when I was about four. My father raised me ever since.

When I was about two hundred, my father showed me a picture of my mother, and I nearly had a double heart attack (we have two hearts), at the sight of her...she was exactly like me! At that time, I had long red hair and, of course, blue eyes. Those were the only things different to me and my mother, hers were hazel. I have wondered ever since how my father could bear to look at me, seeing as I looked like the woman he loved.

I asked him that, and he said it was because I looked like my mother, he was able to look at me. He often told me that our personalities were different. My mother was placid and never got angry easy, were I am like my father that way, snappy, tempermental, sarcastic, among other things.

I'm wandering away from the story again, my apologises. The story I am going to tell you, took place about fifty years ago, when my father and I were reunited again. I left my father and our adventures in the TARDIS when my father took Sarah-Jane Smith back to Earth, I lived with her for a while. I waited in vein for my father to come back for me, but he never did. Until twenty years later.

I am going to tell this story from when my father left Sarah-Jane and I on Earth, and we were living together.