A/N: Okay guys! I've posted one Doctor Who story on here, and itmainly to see for myself if I could actually write something Doctor Whoish. I've been working on this Doctor Who story since the begining of 2012 and fo awhile I had NO idea where I was going with it. Science Fiction is something I find completely hard to write and it's been a difficult task for me. However, I haven't given up. ;) I have at least a few pages of the first chapter written, but as I was reading a fanfiction of Doctor Who at 2 AM last night, the idea popped into my head and so now I know exactly where I want the first chapter to go. Mind you, this is going to be Doctor Who in every way, but I guess I'm kind of doing a complete rewrite of Journeys End. It's my version of Rose and The Doctor's happily Ever After, and I'm unsure how a lot of you will view it, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless, I've been working very hard on this.

Also, you will find that this storyline is a lot different then the show, since it does include a lot about other timelords from Gallifrey, but I won't give too much away. Not that there is anything to give away really, because I haven't even figured out just how I want that part of the story to go yet. Bear with me guys, this story is going to take a lot of effort on both our parts. It's taken me over a year just to begin to understand where I want this story to go... What with the Wibbly Wobbly Timey Wimey stuff... Anyways... Enjoy this Prologue, because Its the only thing I have about this story that I'm sure of. Well save for the title, which might change. Anyways, I'm just babbling now...Enjoy! One more thing! There's a hint somehwere in this story as to who this mysterious boy is! :P

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Prologue

Dalig Ulv Straden, July 2008

A boy stood in the middle of a room surrounded by things that intrigued him, not that that was a bad thing of course, but the reality of it all was that none of this was real. At least in his mind anyway, but when did anyone ever listen to him? He was a boy and no one ever listened to kids, at least from his point of view. It was all so intricately sculpted so that everything appeared real, but on the inside it was an act. An act that had been picked and prodded at for his sake, and he hated when things worked out that way. People thinking that he was more fragile then he looked, all because he was a kid, and kids were weak. He knew more then they all thought he did and the fact that he was standing in this room proved that. It proved that he'd defied the laws of time and Science to be where he was today and nobody else had figured that out. Just him.

The boy smiled and strode with confidence towards the thing that he'd come for, something so powerful and impossible that he wouldn't have believed it had he not set his eyes upon it. It had been ripping the universe to pieces for some time now and it had to be stopped. He'd show them that he could do this and then what would they say? They'd be proud of him and he'd relish in the victory as he watched the expressions on the faces of the children who'd told him he was useless and that he couldn't do it. He'd prove it to them, and then they'd really be sorry.

"You'll see father, you'll see. You called me worthless once, but you just wait. When I bring this home and I'm reigning with the praises of my people, then what? Will I be worthless then? Will you love me then?" His voice was like ice and the venom seeping through his voice did not go unnoticed by the object.

A profound sound came from the barrier that it was stuck between and the boy's eyes widened as he pressed his palms to his ears. "Stop it!" He muttered, inching away from the noise, something he'd never heard before. How could this object, this thing so powerful, make such a noise?

The object of his interest stood to it's feet and he was given a better view of what it appeared to look like. It's golden brown eyes, which were now locked onto him, were surrounded by something that shook him to his core. Fury. Undeniable fury and it made him doubt his reasoning for being here. How could he have been so stupid? Coming after something he had know knowledge of? Sure he'd been to earth before, but he'd never met anyone like this... never.

The boy swallowed and averted his eyes away, focusing more solely on it's appearance. It was small that much was clear, but as he calmed his nerves and his mind cleared, he realized exactly what he was dealing with.

A baby.

Like that of one from his own home planet, only this child... this tiny little person was different from any baby he'd ever seen. Her eyes, which he was now curious about were surrounded by specks of a golden hue and her cheeks, which were round with baby fat had tear stains on them. Her frame was small and stocky, which is normal even for a baby on his planet. Her arms were pushed forward, her tiny hands grasping the air.

"Mama!" She whimpered, the tears coming faster.

"Your a child. This is what all the fuss is over? A baby who doesn't even appear to be a day over a year old."

The boy took a cautious step back as he heard hurried footsteps rushing towards the door. He had to get out of here before he was caught, but where to hide? And how did he know this child couldn't tell of his breaking and entering? The children from his home could speak from the time they were a year old.

The door opened and the boy flew behind the closet, watching with new found interest as woman with blonde hair picked the child up with renewed vigor. "Shhh, sweets. It's alright. Mum will be home soon, but until then would you settle for nana then?"

The boy tilted his head to the side, unaware of the strange interaction. His parents had never treated him that way and he'd certainly never heard of nana. Was she some kind of nanny? He'd had those when he was younger, but he hadn't needed one in a long time.

"Mama!" The child whimpered, clinging to her nana.

"I know, sweets. But your mum, she had to go away for awhile. You understand that, don't you? Sure you do, how about a bedtime story? Yeah?"

This nana walked towards a small shelf and picked up a piece of paper with scribbled writing on it that he couldn't make out. He wondered what she was going to read from, maybe something he'd been read when he was younger? An earthly book he'd never heard of? Or maybe this paper with writing on it was something she read to this child every night.

"How about we read this? Rose is always telling me how much you love it, yeah? Funny how someone so tiny could love something that you don't understand. But no matter, where to start? Ahh, how about here then?" Nana cooed, walking over to the rocking chair, adjacent to the door, and seating herself in it.

The child grinned at her nana and settled on her lap, her face alight with happiness. Funny how she was a sad little thing only moments ago, but at the mention of this Rose and a piece of paper, she's all better. Her world is back on it's axis again, as if nothing had ever been wrong to begin with. He wished his world worked like that, but nothing was ever easy when it came to his life.

"Once upon a time, there was a man. A man who was lost and lonely with nowhere to go except for one place. A place that made him feel safe and secure, a place where he could drown his sorrows into nothingness as if they never existed. A man who lost his family, his friends and everyone he loved, a man who travels time and space because he has too. He lies in the sky, watching and protecting us, and he never ever lets any harm come to those he protects," nana read as she smiled at the happy baby. "And he loves you sweets, he really does. He just has no idea you exist." She shook her head and placed the paper on the floor beside the rocking chair. "I know you have no idea what I'm talking about, but there's so much you don't know and Rose... She's so stubborn and hard headed. She thinks she can keep you all to herself, because she's afraid. She's afraid of what he'll do. But don't worry, he loves you. Somewhere deep inside that man, he knows."

The boy's eyes darkened, knowing exactly who the story was and slowly the pieces of this little shindig were placing themselves in order in his mind. He should have known why he was coming and who he was coming for, but he'd been in such a fury he hadn't had time to put any of the pieces together. But it all made perfect sense now. It was all perfectly clear.

The most powerful and impossible thing in the world, the thing that was ripping universes to shreds was a baby. A baby who was half human and half Time Lord, a baby who belonged to Rose Tyler and The Doctor.

This was what they were fighthing over, this is what they wanted.

This baby, this child, was in imminent danger and the only thing she knew was bedtime stories.

It made his hearts ache.

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