This story starts off with a man, a girl, and a big blue, ancient yet new, police box. Not just any police box. I don't even think you could call it that. Why? Cause it's bigger on the inside and smaller on the outside. The Doctor calls it the TARDIS. Sometimes he even calls her "sexy" which, I think is a bit weird but I just usually ignore it. The Doctor's a bit.... off. Well, maybe more than a bit. He's different. But I'll get more into detail with that later. Now, you must be wondering who I am. Well, I'm Brielle, well, Bree as my friends call me. The Doctor calls me "Wolfie" because of my last name. Wolf. I don't really mind him calling me that but sometimes it does get on my nerves. Right now I'm 19, human years. But in Timelord years........ I've got no bloody idea. I've been traveling with The Doctor throughout time and space for about 2 years. One day he popped up on my doorstep, took my hand, looked me in the eyes and whispered "Run" and we've been running ever since. Now, where do you wanna start.
6 parts