Rosewood:
Prologue:
I used to live a normal life. I grew up in London in a small flat with my mum. At age sixteen, I dropped out of school to be with my boyfriend. He dumped me not too long after that. Then I began to work in shops.
Until one day the shop I was currently working in was blown up.
That was when my entire life changed. A tall man walked up to me and whispered, "Run for your life." And I have been running. I've always been running.
This man showed me the stars and so much more. I have seen so many unbelievable things. I met a queen for crying out loud. Side by side, the stuff of legends, we gallivanted throughout the universe with smiles across our faces. I suppose we were quite naive or perhaps just plain ignorant. It didn't matter though, we wouldn't have stopped.
Our lives changed when Torchwood came. It was set up to destroy him. What it really destroyed was me.
In a great battle, I was lost, separated from him by another world. Maybe this was supposed to be our fate, always being separated. Perhaps we were never even meant to be together. For a year that's what I had believed. Until I found a way to return to him.
At first I could only go back to my world for a few hours at a time. Slowly, but surely, those hours began to lengthen. Pretty soon I could freely travel between worlds without having to worry about a time limit.
Finally I was in the sights of him.
But of course, as always when we are together, trouble was brewing. Another war was breaking out around us. And what's a war without casualties?
My entire world crumbled when I heard the word "Exterminate!" Soon I saw the man I loved collapse. All was not lost, he survived this fatal shot.
As the war pressed on, we were faced against the greatest foe of all time and space. With our friends by our side, we stood our ground and fought. Then again, that's what our purpose was. Whether he knew it or not, he made us into weapons. The thing that he hated most is what he made his beloved companions become.
Once the war had ended, we were all taken home. I was one of the last to go. He left me, the same place that I had been trapped. Only this time, I was trapped with an almost exact replica of him. This replica could spend his entire life with me. Something the other could never have done.
My name is Rose Tyler. I'm not really from this world. But after the life I have lived I'm not really sure what world I should be apart of. Anyways, this is my story. The story of what happened after the Doctor.