Gallifrey. My parents home planet, and home to one of the oldest living species in the galaxy. The Time Lords. Though I would never know what it was like. They told me stories of how the Time War had destroyed their home.
Most of it was quiet gruesome but the only thing that I liked was the story of a single man. How he ran, in a blue box and never looked back. My mother and father told me he was called the Doctor. The man who fixed everything.
Even though I was young when they told me these stories I loved them so much. Especially since they were my culture that was long lost. Though I'm not really sad that I live in the U.K. Earth was a good planet to live but, even though I knew this I didn't really know it. But everything changed when I finally met the Doctor, for good....and bad.
Most of it was quiet gruesome but the only thing that I liked was the story of a single man. How he ran, in a blue box and never looked back. My mother and father told me he was called the Doctor. The man who fixed everything.
Even though I was young when they told me these stories I loved them so much. Especially since they were my culture that was long lost. Though I'm not really sad that I live in the U.K. Earth was a good planet to live but, even though I knew this I didn't really know it. But everything changed when I finally met the Doctor, for good....and bad.
Prologue
I should start from the beginning, my name is the Teller. It's not my real name, since my name is Time Lord, but its a tradition that a nickname be given to every Time Lord or Lady when they are born. It wasn't that bad of a name either, since anyone asked me a question I could tell them the correct answer.
Still it wasn't a name I used around the humans. My parents knew better than to do that. So I was called Jonathan Gratson. Dunno how my parents had come up with it but it suited everything from School to teachers.
Though I wouldn't say my life was a walk in the park. My life was filled with bullies tormenting me due to my small nature. When I was eight, I was four foot five inches, had brown hair, hazel eyes. I had a small nose, rounded nostrils and slightly puffed cheeks.
My body was average, my legs not very long. My feet size five at that age. Guess even Time Lords can't have perfect bodies. Though this meant torment from the larger human males of my grade.
I never understood human behavior, though I can't really say much about that since I was the type of kid to sit quietly and do my work, though in this case I was the kid who was done with everything by the time everyone had sat down to actually start.
As I grew up, my parents began to teach me things, they had learned back on Gallifrey, certain technology and how to build things. I think the first thing my father taught me how to build was the Sonic Screwdriver. It wasn't that complicated though getting the parts was.
After years of getting the parts, we finally finished it by my sixteenth birthday. My father had done so without me knowing, and had added a DNA sync to it so only I and anyone of my blood could use it. Now if you wish to know what a Sonic Screwdriver is, in simple terms its a Screwdriver that sends a pulse of Sonic energy to anything I point at. Though not really a weapon it was useful when you get locked out of a building.
The only real time I can remember using it without thinking was when I got feed up with a bully in that same year. He had called me a name that was so infuriating it felt like a giant flame had appeared inside of me. I use to carry my Screwdriver everywhere, it was useful when opening my locker and opening other students when they knew I could.
So after being called that name, I took out my Sonic Screwdriver and aimed it at his face. A glare that could close Black holes on my face.
"Whatchu going to do with that gizmo? Point my eye out?" He said laughing at my Screwdriver.
I smirked, thinking how simple minded this human was.
"No, but I will make your ears bleed." I said pointing it upwards and plugging my ears and turning away. I then pressed a button, releasing the Sonic Energy into the air, causing a loud noise worse than finger nails on a chalk board. I then let go of the button and turned to see that the bully was on the ground clenching his ears. I stood over him, a triumphant look on my face as I walked away.
I think that was the last time I was bullied. By then, I had grown to six feet and was going through a phase where I liked participating in sports. So much so that I joined most of the school teams and was the leading player. Though that phase ended as soon as High School ended.
During that time, where normal kids go to college or get jobs, my parents who had both been busy with their jobs since my sixteenth birthday, told me it was okay to move out. My father who was an actual medical Doctor and my mother who was a Computer techie, both were the type of Time Lord and Lady to not let an infant Time Lord out into the human world.
But they knew that if I were to grow up I had to see things myself. So After my nineteenth birthday I moved out into the city of London. Life was good. I began a career as a Scientist. It seemed fitting that I, a Time Lord, would help the human's in their science.
Sadly it seemed the idea's of an infant Time Lord who was human was not tolerated, and I was sacked after a year of research. That's when I first met the Doctor, without even knowing who he was.
It was at an empty Soccer Stadium, a week after I had been sacked. I had taken to going there everyday to just think about all the different things going through my mind. Imagine the knowledge of almost all of human history floating through your mind. Would make anyone go mad or bonkers.
Anyway, I was siting at the top row of chairs, when I saw a man enter into the Stadium. I didn't really pay any attention to what he was doing but, he seemed like he was looking for something. He soon spotted me and came dashing over. Though at this moment I was muttering the entire List of Roman emperors by first name alphabetically.
"Excuse me, might I ask you what time it is and what the date is?" The strange fellow said coming up behind me. I had stopped to pause at Caesar's name, when I turned to see this man. He was wearing black army boots, a brown jacket and overalls underneath the jacket. He wore a white and red striped shirt with black pants. A strange outfit indeed but I was no judge of fashion.
I had been wearing a blue suit with a red tie. But that's besides the point. I looked up at his face and nodded my head.
"It's eight am in the morn and it be tenth year of this millennium." I said turning back to my repeating of the Roman Emperors.
"So its eight am, and it's two thousand ten? Interesting?" The man said a bit intrigued like he had been gone somewhere or in a coma for a long time. I think that's when he noticed I was saying the Roman Emperors by first name.
"Are...you saying the names of the Roman Emperors by first name?" He asked curiously walking in front of me and looking at my face. I looked up at him a strange look on my face.
"Yeah, what's it to ya mate?" I said slightly angry that he had stopped me from continuing my list. At this time he had a hand on his chin like he was thinking, a hand in his pocket. At that time I didn't know he had carried his own Sonic Screwdriver with him.
"Oy, why don'tchu go and leave me alone eh?" I said starting to get irritated that this man was staring at me strangely. He closed his eyes and stood up.
"All right. Well, I'm off then!" He said cheerfully as he walked away from me.
"Yeah you and Gallifrey both." I muttered still irritated that he had bothered me. After he left I gave up on naming off the Roman Emperors. It just seemed a waste of time. Going home, I noticed a blue police box, and thought nothing of it. Though it seemed that blue box would be following me for the next few weeks.
Still it wasn't a name I used around the humans. My parents knew better than to do that. So I was called Jonathan Gratson. Dunno how my parents had come up with it but it suited everything from School to teachers.
Though I wouldn't say my life was a walk in the park. My life was filled with bullies tormenting me due to my small nature. When I was eight, I was four foot five inches, had brown hair, hazel eyes. I had a small nose, rounded nostrils and slightly puffed cheeks.
My body was average, my legs not very long. My feet size five at that age. Guess even Time Lords can't have perfect bodies. Though this meant torment from the larger human males of my grade.
I never understood human behavior, though I can't really say much about that since I was the type of kid to sit quietly and do my work, though in this case I was the kid who was done with everything by the time everyone had sat down to actually start.
As I grew up, my parents began to teach me things, they had learned back on Gallifrey, certain technology and how to build things. I think the first thing my father taught me how to build was the Sonic Screwdriver. It wasn't that complicated though getting the parts was.
After years of getting the parts, we finally finished it by my sixteenth birthday. My father had done so without me knowing, and had added a DNA sync to it so only I and anyone of my blood could use it. Now if you wish to know what a Sonic Screwdriver is, in simple terms its a Screwdriver that sends a pulse of Sonic energy to anything I point at. Though not really a weapon it was useful when you get locked out of a building.
The only real time I can remember using it without thinking was when I got feed up with a bully in that same year. He had called me a name that was so infuriating it felt like a giant flame had appeared inside of me. I use to carry my Screwdriver everywhere, it was useful when opening my locker and opening other students when they knew I could.
So after being called that name, I took out my Sonic Screwdriver and aimed it at his face. A glare that could close Black holes on my face.
"Whatchu going to do with that gizmo? Point my eye out?" He said laughing at my Screwdriver.
I smirked, thinking how simple minded this human was.
"No, but I will make your ears bleed." I said pointing it upwards and plugging my ears and turning away. I then pressed a button, releasing the Sonic Energy into the air, causing a loud noise worse than finger nails on a chalk board. I then let go of the button and turned to see that the bully was on the ground clenching his ears. I stood over him, a triumphant look on my face as I walked away.
I think that was the last time I was bullied. By then, I had grown to six feet and was going through a phase where I liked participating in sports. So much so that I joined most of the school teams and was the leading player. Though that phase ended as soon as High School ended.
During that time, where normal kids go to college or get jobs, my parents who had both been busy with their jobs since my sixteenth birthday, told me it was okay to move out. My father who was an actual medical Doctor and my mother who was a Computer techie, both were the type of Time Lord and Lady to not let an infant Time Lord out into the human world.
But they knew that if I were to grow up I had to see things myself. So After my nineteenth birthday I moved out into the city of London. Life was good. I began a career as a Scientist. It seemed fitting that I, a Time Lord, would help the human's in their science.
Sadly it seemed the idea's of an infant Time Lord who was human was not tolerated, and I was sacked after a year of research. That's when I first met the Doctor, without even knowing who he was.
It was at an empty Soccer Stadium, a week after I had been sacked. I had taken to going there everyday to just think about all the different things going through my mind. Imagine the knowledge of almost all of human history floating through your mind. Would make anyone go mad or bonkers.
Anyway, I was siting at the top row of chairs, when I saw a man enter into the Stadium. I didn't really pay any attention to what he was doing but, he seemed like he was looking for something. He soon spotted me and came dashing over. Though at this moment I was muttering the entire List of Roman emperors by first name alphabetically.
"Excuse me, might I ask you what time it is and what the date is?" The strange fellow said coming up behind me. I had stopped to pause at Caesar's name, when I turned to see this man. He was wearing black army boots, a brown jacket and overalls underneath the jacket. He wore a white and red striped shirt with black pants. A strange outfit indeed but I was no judge of fashion.
I had been wearing a blue suit with a red tie. But that's besides the point. I looked up at his face and nodded my head.
"It's eight am in the morn and it be tenth year of this millennium." I said turning back to my repeating of the Roman Emperors.
"So its eight am, and it's two thousand ten? Interesting?" The man said a bit intrigued like he had been gone somewhere or in a coma for a long time. I think that's when he noticed I was saying the Roman Emperors by first name.
"Are...you saying the names of the Roman Emperors by first name?" He asked curiously walking in front of me and looking at my face. I looked up at him a strange look on my face.
"Yeah, what's it to ya mate?" I said slightly angry that he had stopped me from continuing my list. At this time he had a hand on his chin like he was thinking, a hand in his pocket. At that time I didn't know he had carried his own Sonic Screwdriver with him.
"Oy, why don'tchu go and leave me alone eh?" I said starting to get irritated that this man was staring at me strangely. He closed his eyes and stood up.
"All right. Well, I'm off then!" He said cheerfully as he walked away from me.
"Yeah you and Gallifrey both." I muttered still irritated that he had bothered me. After he left I gave up on naming off the Roman Emperors. It just seemed a waste of time. Going home, I noticed a blue police box, and thought nothing of it. Though it seemed that blue box would be following me for the next few weeks.