The Letter, The Girl, The Beginning

As the moon shone through the sycamore leaves in Portsmouth, Warmer Road, the birds twittered as a man walked under their nests, as if daring him to make a move on their newly laid eggs. For spring, it was rather cold. Very, very cold. The man walking through the street crossed his arms over his chest in a vain attempt to keep himself warm.

Why the heck did I come to Earth? The man thought.

As he rounded the corner of a pub, the door flew open. Out came two drunken women, practically naked, as well as two men. They staggered their way down the street and out of sight.

Stupid apes… The man thought bitterly. Always wasting their precious little lives doing stupid things. Eating, sleeping, drinking their money as if it'll never run out. No wonder the human kind are so… stupid.

The man rounded several corners before he stopped. He came to small beach, quiet as no one but himself was there. He walked towards one of the stairways leading down to the water and sat there, listening to the waves to clear his mind.

Got nice places, though. He thought as he drew his knees to his chest and brought his arms around them.

He stayed there, watching the waves come in and bash some nearby cliffs.

Before too long, he felt out of place, alone. Just above the horizon he could see the sun just beginning to rise, making the water around him sparkle like the Northern lights.

The man rose with the slowly ascending sun and began to walk back the way he came.

Rudely ignoring people greeting 'Good morning', he stayed buried in his own thoughts.

Corner after corner, he finally came to his destination. The big blue police box, parked away where hardly anyone could see it, was waiting for him in silence. The closer he got, the more this man wanted to leave.

When he was across the street from his precious box, one of the doors creaked open. A hooded figure came out and shut the door behind them firmly. They brought their hand into the hood and took out a key from around their neck. Putting it into the keyhole, they twisted it until the lock gave a satisfying click and took out the key.

What? What are they doing with a TARDIS key? Nobody has one…

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" The man questioned.

The hooded figure jumped and turned. They let out a small gasp, ensuring the man that the figure was a woman. She placed the key back inside her coat and safely planted on her chest. After that, she watched the man closely for a moment or two before she took off running, him following her closely.

Before he could catch her, however, she began to glow a brilliant blue.

"Wait! Stop!" The man shouted.

She continued to glow, but then soon began to fade into nothing. The man stopped and stared at the spot where she had disappeared. He then remembered her leaving his police box. He turned and ran towards the blue box. He reached into his coat, grabbing a key and opened the door, closing it behind him.

He looked around to see if anything had been stolen or broken. Nothing. Not a scratch. He wondered off to the consol in the middle of the giant room, but turned his head towards the seat. Curled up on the chair was a girl. Had to be… what? 15, 16?

"What are you doing here?" The man asked, only to find she was fast asleep as he came closer. He went a little closer to study her. She had long, straight brown hair, tucked up in a ponytail, full lips which opened slightly to let out air as she ex-haled, and wore a jet black coat as the woman did. She looked awfully familiar to him, but he couldn't think of where he had seen her. The coat came to her feet and looked incredibly warm considering it was leather. Across the chest there was a silver chain from one of her shoulders to the other, one thing this coat had that the other didn't. On the floor below her was a letter, neatly written on the envelope was 'Doctor'.

He bent down, picked up the letter and ripped it open. He looked at the girl fiercely as he took out a sheet of paper and began to read.

'Dear Doctor,

If I've got the date right, you shouldn't be feeling all that great, but I just feel inclined to ask, how are you? Just feel like… never mind, I'm getting off topic. Anyways. Firstly I should point out that enclosed in the envelope is a phial of Anti-plastic.

I know you wont really listen to someone you don't even know yet, but you have to do as I say. The girl on the chair. I can't tell you anything about her, and neither can she. I've had to wipe her memories completely. She doesn't even know her own name, or where she came from. You'll have to give her a name, but I'm sure you'll choose right. All I can say is that she's an important part of the Universe, or she will be some time in the future. I need you to look over her for a while, take her to see the stars, show her different Galaxies and Planets. Give her your knowledge, Doctor.

I know what you're thinking. If you go and dump her at an orphanage, I will just take her right back to you, whether you like it or not. For me, it would be the not, but what I want right now isn't important. She needs to be safe and I'm trusting you with everything I have that you keep her that way. Promise? Besides, a little company would so you good.

Anyway, hope you're doing alright, keep her safe, stay well, see you soon. X'

Following the end of the letter was a signature. It was extremely messy, but he was able to make out the letters R, M and T.

The man read the letter over and over again, knowing he had seen that signature somewhere before.

Before too long, he set coordinates towards the Time Vortex and waited for the girl to wake up. What would he say? He didn't even get her name, he had to pick one? So many questions which he had no answers to. He took the phial of Anti-plastic and rolled it about in his palm for a while before putting it in his pocket.

Soon enough, the girl began to stir. She took in her surrounding and squealed when the man said, "Hello." The first thing he noticed was she had brilliant, sea blue eyes, like the colour of the TARDIS.

She turned and took in his form. "Hi."

"Have a nice kip?"

"Y-Yeah…" The girl looked around again and then back at the man. "Where am I?"

"You're inside the TARDIS. Time And Relative Dimension In Space. My Space ship." Said the man with a smile.

She stared at him for a while before saying, "Okay. And who are you?"

He walked towards her and extended his hand. "Of course, where are my manners? I'm the Doctor."

She slowly took his hand and said, "Doctor…"

"No. Just the Doctor." He replied as he walked backwards again to rest on the TARDIS consol.

The girl nodded briefly before going deep into thought, her eyebrows knitted together.

"Don't remember anything?" The Doctor asked, to which the girl shook her head. "It's alright. I have been charged with your care for a while, if that's okay with you."

"Charged by who?"

"I don't know." Said the Doctor. The girl let out a small laugh as she swung her legs down to the floor so she was sitting upright.

"Alright, then. Being as I aint got nowhere else to go, why not?" The girl paused before asking, "This may seem like a stupid question… but who am I?"

The Doctor thought for a while before replying, "Not a stupid question at all." He thought for a while again before saying, "Eliza. Your name is Eliza."

A.N: Warning! Anyone who does decide to follow this story, I will not be updating until I finished my first Harry Potter fanfic. :P This chap. is basically a Pilot episode if you want.