Chapter 2 whoot whoot I'm on a roll!

The Doctor stood tall as he faced the man and looked him dead in the eyes.

"You don't want to mess with me. I'm the Doctor. I'm nine hundred and two years old. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous. I am the Oncoming Storm, the Bringer of Darkness, and I don't like it when people hurt others. I've seen more bloodshed than you could believe, AND I DON'T WANT TO SEE ANY MORE!"

He ran at the man skillfully dogging the knife. He grabbed the burly man's right arm and twisted it forcing him to drop the knife. The Doctor kicked it away. He felt triumph rise in his chest, but in his moment of glory he loosened his grip causing the man to jerk free and run. The Doctor wanted to run after him and was about to until his gaze lowered to the girl on the ground. He felt obligated to help her first. He knelt by her face and looked into her eyes. They were glazed with pain and suffering that he had only seen one other time, the Time War. No one of her age should have the eyes of someone who had seen so much and suffered so much.

"Can you tell me your name?" The girl looked up at him and only held fear I her eyes. "It's ok I just want to help. I'm the Doctor and I help people."

"Please no, no doctors. Please. Th… they only ever turn me away…" The look of distress that crossed her face did not go unnoticed by the Doctor as she passed out for exhaustion and blood loss. He couldn't leave her so he ran as fast as he could searching for his TARDIS. The Doctor opened the doors and ran to the console and plugged in the coordinates of the girl and timed it so he would arrive just after her left her side to start running.

He stepped out of the TARDIS and ran to the girl's side. He gently picked her up and carried her into the TARDIS. He walked to the med bay which the TARDIS conveniently placed as the first door after the console room. He laid her down on a bed and began to treat the wound to her leg. The flow of blood had not stopped and left a trail on the floor. The Doctor wrapped her leg tightly to staunch the flow while he set a medical scanner to work and grabbed the tools he would need to heal her.

Just as he grabbed the last of the equipment he would need the scanner gave a loud beep telling him it was done. He places the tools and medication on a tray and looked at the screen. His eyes widened in shock. No I can't be! This is impossible. I'm the last I can't be! On the screen read the words;

Name: Makenzie Logan Wood

Born: Toronto Canada

Date of Birth: October 31 1995

Gender: Female

Race: Timelord

The Doctor could not believe his eyes at what was written on the screen. How was this even possible? In all his years of facing the unthinkable, this, this was new to him. This had to be chance. A classic case of boy meets girl, boy discovers girl is part of a race he thought he blew up. Now he understood the girls' terror at the thought of seeing a doctor. 2 hearts in modern day Earth was enough to warrant ridicule and medical experimentation. If this girl was Timelord, the Doctor vowed to keep her safe. He turned back to her to tend to the still seeping wound on her leg, removing the bandages and carefully stitching it back together.

After fixing the girls leg the best he could, the Doctor pulled up chair and sat next to the only other member of his species. He looked over to her face and sighed in relief when he realised that her face no longer had a pained expression. "Makenzie," he thought, "How are you even possible? What even happened to you?" He looked on with a lint of determination in his eye. He wanted to find out how a Timelord had even escaped the time war, and so young at that.

So the Doctor sat by her side waiting for her to wake up. He sat all through the night because he had no intention to wake her up. So he just sat up with her until around 1am on the TARDIS when Makenzie started to stir. It started with small whimpers that quickly turned to screams and shaking. She was having a nightmare. The Doctor was at her head trying to rouse her form the terrors that plagued her dreams.

"Makenzie! Wake up! Please! You're ok, you're fine. It's safe now. I won't hurt you"

The Doctor sat up the now awake and panicking girl and held her in an embrace until her breathing began to slow. He loosened his arms around her to allow better breathing as he turned to her.

"Hi Makenzie, I'm the Doctor. You're safe now don't worry."

"What did you do to me? Why not just turn me away? You're a doctor so if you saw what I am why didn't you just kick me out?" Makenzie inquired with a look of depression crossing her features.

"First of all I'm not a doctor, my name is the Doctor." He gave her an irritated look but continued. "Secondly, you're not a strange person. 2 hearts, it's not that wired. I've got 2 hearts. The only thing that makes you strange is you're too much like me. I'm an alien for the planet Gallifrey. I come from a race called Timelords. I'm the last one left. Well… not any more. I was until I met you."

Makenzie, who had stayed silent the whole of this speech looked awe struck at this man who currently had his arm around her shoulders steadying her. She was in shock at his words. This was a first. A person, or alien, who didn't fear her 2 hearts but held some sort of affection to her. She knew he did, she could see it in his eyes. But this didn't stop the shock setting in and her passing out in the mad mans arms.

A/N: thanks for all the lovely likes, faves, and reviews.

Time twilight: Spot on chicka, our friend Makenzie is a lovely time lady. As for the plot, it will fallow the story when we have the companions. For the age out the mad man it will not fallow canon, you'll see why soon.

Bye my loves -Shadow