Historical record states that a child will be born in 1940, in the midst of the Hull bombings. What it will not show for many years is the severity of Hull's damage after the war.
Like the city, the little girl will be a secret hidden in plain sight.
Birth certificates written in this shaky period are scattered among old boxes that have not taken a breath that was not filled with the dust of flattened buildings. This little girl's birth certificate will state the following: her name, her date of arrival, her parents, and her time of arrival.
In the middle of the war she will say her first word, but this word is lost from the meticulous recordkeeping of the time.
She will be strong, this particular little girl. She will grow up and live life a little too much for a girl her age. She will worry her mother to death, which will lead to her father's harsh rule over her activities. She will learn to sit quietly, and she will feel her spirit subdued under convention. She will learn about foreign lands under the rule of her country, and she will feel guilty. She does not know why, but she is certain she knows the answer to her own troubled thoughts. She will go to school and realize she can live a life outside the port city of Hull. She will enter a woman's college, near Oxford, and she studies as she makes her life in a small college town.
Historical record shows that will become proficient in anthropology, enough to win a scholarship to study in Oxford for her doctoral degree. She will write a paper detailing the evolution of the first humans in the Mesopotamian region. In the midst of these four years, she will love a boy who is studying for his doctorate in physics, but they will fall out of love before he is unfortunately killed in a freak accident involving radiation.
Record states her ancestors belonged to the distant houses of the land. But she won't know this until later. In the middle of her life she will learn of her ancestors and meet them and accidentally marry one of them.
Historical record states a Lady Jane married an honourable Lord. The Lord came from a highly respected house east of the country where she resided. Little is found to detail the circumstances of the marriage. This Lord disappears from the record after their marriage. No name accompanies him. It is assumed it is lost to Time.
In the span of four years she will move to London and forget about Hull. She will live in a professor's home, taking care of a little girl who comes to see her as a shining figure in her life. She will read to her and guide her and love her like a mother would. She finds a teaching position in a local school and befriends two teachers—a history and a science teacher—who are suspicious of a student in their class. Both disappear without a trace. She will make a fuss to the police, but no one will investigate. Approximately three years later they find her again, and explain they eloped. She won't believe them, not deep down, but she won't question it.
She is a main figure for the rest of the little girl's life. A fixed point for someone who will marry and have children and die. And she, too, will die when she is of old age. Surrounded by the little girl and their friends and the little girl's own children (who come to love her like a grandmother). She will pass away on the date when the first bombs fell in her hometown, but she won't know this.
But historical record is easy to manipulate.
In 1940 there was no little girl born in the middle of the Hull Blitz. There will not be a girl who lived in Hull and escaped to Oxford and worked on a degree. There will never be a nanny who loved a girl for all of her life, and the little girl will never know her. The two teachers will never meet a woman who's too smart to be working at a primary school, and who's just as odd as their mutual student. In fact, this women will never reach old age.
In fact, as historical record states, she will die when she is as old as the universe.
Oh, she'll exist, but not in the logical sense. There will never be a Mr. and Mrs. Smith from Hull who will birth this little girl. She'll never live in Hull; she'll live in London. But she won't really live in either of these places because she can't. She shouldn't even be here. She'll remember life after the war but these are only hazy. They aren't real memories. They aren't her memories.
How can someone live with memories that aren't even theirs?
She is a living organism that has been transplanted from one place in time to another. It is said to be impossible to do such a thing, but the Universe is a strange place.
Oh, she'll exist, but in a mythological sense. There is a beginning for her in the past, long before life existed in the tiny speck that is known as Earth. She will be birthed to parents whose names are lost to Time and the girl herself. She will live in a world that is under the illusion of burning constantly when its sun touches its atmosphere and transmits its rays onto the ground. She will grow up, study, and become one of the masters of the Universe.
She will encounter a Lord and he will vanish.
In different eras of history, this part never varies.
The way she meets this Lord varies continuously, depending on the storyteller and the way the Universe sets things. Sometimes she knows him, sometimes he knows her, and sometimes they know each other. The story begins different, but the story ends the same way—
She marries him, and they will be stricken from the record as if their union—rather, their existence—is a clerical error.
Oh, she'll exist, but in a paradoxical sense. She will be found throughout the historical record under many names, many changes to her appearance and circumstance. She will be stretched throughout time and space as she runs away from the heavy weight on her shoulders. She will be proven to have psychic powers, and this will be mistaken for witchcraft for the span of history.
She will create herself when she is mad with grief. Not from her deserter of a Lord. Not from the loss of her allies.
It is from the incessant cries of her home and child, the Universe, as the men who keep her trapped try to keep her home and child under wraps like she.
It is from these cries she will create a vessel, the first of its kind, to transport her through time and space. She will tear her soul in two in order to breathe life into her own creation. Her child, she will affectionately call it. It will take her to a distant land that has barely grown compared to her own land. She will live thousands of years among the land's primitive people, and she will live and die and die and live simultaneously until the time is right. When the time is right, she will send her vessel back to the land she gave up so many centuries ago.
Historical record states that a Type-40 TARDIS with damage to its navigation and Chameleon Circuit will be stolen by an unknown Time Lord and his companion.
Historical record states that a young woman with implanted memories that seem real to her will begin her time as a nanny a year before these events will occur.
On November 23, 1963 two schoolteachers will become the Time Lord's unwilling companions through time and space.
On November 20, 1963 a young woman will wake up drenched in cold sweat after a nightmare that involved a world that blazed with fire.
On November 23, 1963 a madman will enter the young woman's life and history will repeat itself for the last time.