- Prologue -
On the war grounds of Gallifrey, on what would become the final night of the never-ending battle, one lonesome Time Lord was making a decision that would shape the rest of their lives with a torturous blade. A decision they would never truly forgive themselves for but had to make for the safety of the universe.
On that same planet, a week before The Moment would be activated a Time Lady stood in front of the High Council of Gallifrey, outraged at the ultimatum given to her.
"The Time Lords will rise to a form of higher being, of consciousness alone. You will join us, Lady Mystery, or you will die."
She was in no position to argue that this was wrong, but it didn't stop her from cursing, yelling, and refusing to answer how they wanted. She was infamous, a renegade that spent as little time on Gallifrey as she possibly could and they thought she would join them willingly? She had never enjoyed the company of her own species - with few exceptions - preferring to send her time observing other planets, helping keep things in line from the shadows. She had made quite a name for herself in the universe, but never stayed long enough for anyone to find out who she truly was.
That's why she chose The Mystery as her title after all.
Leadworth. An ordinary village, filled with ordinary people, living ordinary lives. Leadworth is not well known by the people outside of it, the people who don't live within the 30 minute by car radius of the inexplicably human village would have no idea as to what it's like there, or even where it is on a map.
Which was why it was the perfect place to hide.
Elders living in the village will insist that the lonesome house in the farm fields on the outskirts of the human village popped up out of no where. But those younger, with more authority over right and wrong, will bypass this ridiculous notion almost immediately, every time it's brought up. Since there is no plausible way that that could be true. For the reason that Leadworth was ordinary, and everything else within its confines must be ordinary too.
It would seem that nobody lived within the house on the hill for quite some time, no one came out or ever went in, for several months, only ever passing by as if not noticing it at all. That was, of course, until Delilah Pierce started school.
No one even batted an eyelid when a young girl, only looking five years old, turned up on the first day of school with no parents by her side to see her off. No one questioned whether she had walked the lengthy and non-paved path to school by herself, and no one wondered why she left alone either. This girl, this lonely girl, lived in that lonesome house on the hill, and no one ever knew. That was of course, until Amelia Pond noticed her.
Perception. The awareness children hold over the world around them is unmatched; children are always noticing, always questioning, because everything around them is new and exciting. It just so happened that Amelia Pond slept right next to a crack in the fabric of the universe, and Delilah wanted to be seen.
Delilah was introduced to other friends, namely Rory Williams, who was shocked to see her when he finally noticed, and Mels, who simply smiled like one would to an old friend. So old a smile on such a young face - something she and Delilah shared. The group of 4 children would soon become close, a tight-nit family. They would split into pairs for brief moments in time, but in the end they would always end up back together again.
AN; Please R&R!
