When I was younger I was warned about Earth, specifically the 21st Century. All thier new technology and understanding on life outside Earth.
Dangerous place for aliens!
Meaning a dangerous plave for me!
What makes it worse is that I'm different. No one like me in the whole universe or the whole of time, never has been and never will be. I'm unique, don't get me wrong it's brilliant to be unique its just a bit lonely. A long long time ago I had a family, a mum, a dad and a older brother, all gone now. Best family ever though, I was loved, my parents taught me right from wrong and other planets. My older brother would play with me, teach me things my parents didn't. If I was in trouble he would help, but like I said all gone.
I wasn't there when it all went wrong, I had fell through the rift and I couldn't get back. In my head I felt their screams and I couldn't do anything. After that I closed of my connection to them, I couldn't bare the emptiness.
More about me, God that sounded selfish, Blimey I'm like my brother! Scary! Anyway I'm immortal, I was born that way, don't know why or how but I am, apart from that I'm the same as the rest of my people.
Do you know what I really wish I listened to the warning from my family, but no I had to be curious (I learnt how to control the rift). So here I am locked up in London, England, Great Britain, Earth. I found out that this place is called Torchwood. They test on aliens, how lucky were they when a unique alien who can't die just landed on their doorstep. I've been here for a month or so now, I don't know what the weather is like or the date. I have died numerous times, all different, aparently they need to test drugs out and I'm just perfect for the job.
Oh how rude of me I never said, my name is Guinevere but you can call me Gwen! What's yours?