14This, being the same length and amount of thought as a day in the doctor's life it will have the same amount of chapters for each day and they will be about the same length. It will probably end up spanning a week in time (and space), so I estimate it will be about 28 chapters long. Time lords have a much higher capacity for thought so it will take a lot of chapters to get down the amount of thought needed to make a good story. Also, before I start the story I'd like to dedicate this to those people who like a bit of adventure in their lives, and to the ones who wish and wonder about it. I stand by you. "I have monsters to defeat, civilizations to save, and a whole lot of running to do" – Jenny. I just wish that I had a tardis.
Previously:
I hopped onto the shuttle that had been stowed away for a week and a half, and started it up. I hadn't even known that it had been there, but there was definitely knowledge of flying the craft in my head, If there wasn't enough in the instructions I could just look in my head and see what I could find, I was part of the army fighting for a world, as a legend was passed down, but the one who had given his DNA was a special man. The last of his kind. The doctor, no name, and no home. He was a lonely time lord wandering through space and time in his ship. He taught me not to kill, and he showed me how to feel.
That is the story of my dad, and this is the story of me. My name is Jenny, and these are my many adventures through space and time.
Three months later:
I was somewhere in the cluster of planets near Puche, probably on Tanic. I heard a crash off in the distance, about a mile away, and ran to the nearest shop, in the busily moving crowd of people in the street. I asked for any form of transportation available, and plopped down a wad of paper bills that had been stored on the shuttle. They were my last, but from then on I could just use whatever I was buying now.
Three minutes later I was riding down the crowded market street on my new unicycle. Turns out that the store I walked into was a circus supply store. I should see the circus sometime soon. I should also buy a helmet, because a medical bill would cost a lot more. The mile went a lot easier than I had thought, but that was probably because it was mostly downhill.
When I reached the crash site, there seemed to only be one survivor. A lone man was just standing there with his eyes staring at the ground. He was wearing nice clothes under what looked like an old captain's coat and hair that seemed to flow even though it was stiff in place with hair gel. He was pretty cute, and I'll admit I like the mysterious types that look like they are working for some top-secret company.
I hopped off my unicycle and ran over to him. "What happened here?" it looked like the building behind him had imploded on itself. The strange man didn't reply until he looked up at my face intensely, as if the pressure inside him was about to pop.
"I don't know," he admitted, "Captain Jack Harkness," He held out his hand for me to shake, and I took it.
"Jenny, " I said.
He looked confused. "Jenny WHO exactly?"
"Just Jenny. That's my whole name. Jenny."
"So they don't have last manes where you come from?"
"Well, I guess you could say that. But I'm pretty sure that the only other person of my species has no name. Just a title." I replied. Captain Jack was getting pretty chatty for a guy who had just escaped an Imploding building. What would make a building implode anyway?
"Which title?" he blurted, looking excited, and shaking me with his hands on my shoulders, "Which title does he go by?"
"The doctor." I shoved his hands of my shoulders so that he wouldn't cut off my circulation. Why did he want to know any of this?
"You know the doctor?" He just kept staring at me wide-eyed like an idiot.
"Of course I do. I just don't really call him the doctor. I have my own different name for him." Where did my dad meet this guy? The dodgy end of the universe? Maybe he's a con man.
"Last I heard the doctor didn't have a nickname. What do you call him?" The doctor must've met him before he knew me. Wait a second. He left before I had regenerated. He must think that I'm dead.
"Dad," I smiled at Jack. He didn't seem like a bad guy, just like he had forgotten how to call the phone on my dad's ship. I guess I could look past the fact that he's well, strange. He's still pretty handsome, though I suppose not as mysterious now that he's told me his name.
Jack looked even more genuinely shocked, which was hard to do considering his reaction earlier. "What?" he chuckled. "But who was your mother?"
"I don't have one. I was a generated anomaly. They rearranged my father's DNA, and let it grow." I didn't know if he understood me or not, but he wasn't drooling or anything like that so he probably figured it out. I giggled at the thought of mentioning that out loud. My dad would've laughed too if he had been there. I just wish that I could find him so that he would finally know that I'm not lying in some grave on a planet millions of miles away.
"Why don't we go get a drink somewhere and we can explain ourselves to each other. I think I'd like to know why the doctor hasn't mentioned something as important to him as you. you might not have even existed when the doctor was traveling with me." He smiled mischievously and offered me his elbow.
"Sure," I said and I hooked my arm in with his. I didn't know Jack very well, but I knew he would be a great person to do a whole lot of running with. We had good times ahead of us.
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