The Protector

> *"I'm a Time Lord. My people swore never to interfere with the rest of the universe. Now tell me: Where's the fun in that?"*
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> *The Protector (2nd Regeneration)*
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**The Protector** is one of the last of an extinct race known as Gallifreyans, known better by their more theatric title, "Time Lords". They were credited with many discoveries and inventions, the most famous of them being time travel. Using the knowledge they possessed, they fashioned ships that would allow them to enter the Time Vortex, and access any singular point in history. They called these ships Time Capsules (TT Capsules, Time Ships, TARDIS). However, as time progressed, they grew selfish with this knowledge, hoarding it away and swearing never to share this information with anyone outside of the generations to come. With this, came a vow: They would never interfere with the rest of the universe, or alter progression of time in any way, believing that it was their sacred duty to simply observe, never to intervene.

The Protector, born just before the Last Great Time War, disagreed greatly with the non-interference policy they had instated, feeling that they should use their wonderous advances in technology in order to better aid the universe, and it's inhabitants. Of course, unbeknownst to him, organizations like the C.I.A. had been formed on Gallifrey in secret, using TARDISes to travel wherever the timeline needed assistance, which meant that the Time Lords were, indeed, interfering. When the Time War arrived, The Protector chose to work alone, often taking missions that mainly involved himself, rather than anyone else within the army. But as time progressed, and the carnage began affecting his mind and soul, the Time Lord decided that there was no saving the people, places, and planet he once knew. So, when the opportunity came, he took his Type 89 TARDIS, and ran from everything he had known, setting out on a journey across the stars, assuming the title of "Protector."

## Biography

### Early Life

#### Childhood

The Protector grew up on Gallifrey to two, loving Time Lord parents. They weren’t rich, and they weren’t prosperous, but they made enough to get by. Above all, they praised education, always reminding the young Time Tot that if he worked hard, remained diligent, and focused on his studies, he could become a high-ranking member of Gallifreyan Society. Before the Academy, he often strayed from his parent’s beliefs, preferring to make friends through boyish jokes and tricks, rather than focusing on what was truly important. Eventually, The Protector was taken from his family at the young age of 8 and joined The Prydonian Academy, he mainly stuck to himself, while sometimes agitating others to combat the sheer, overwhelming boredom he faced during his free time. Excelling at a remarkable rate, he progressed smoothly throughout all his courses, all while making friends as well, quickly becoming known as one of the most gifted students his instructors had ever seen. This continued all the way until his final years at the academy, until eventually, after staring into the Time Vortex, his need for entertainment and excitement diminished, replaced with a drive to pursue his studies to ensure his graduation. Graduating from the Academy with flying colors, he, along with his fellow Time Lords and Ladies, were immediately deployed onto the battlefields of what would come to be known as the Last Great Time War.

#### The Time War

When the war began, he, and his allies, had fought diligently and relentlessly against the Dalek forces, performing many horrible acts in the name of the Time Lords. At the time, The Protector was very excited to fight and kill the Daleks, willing to go to any means necessary in order to ensure a Time Lord victory. But as time went on, and the war never ceased with producing carnage and death, The Protector’s excitement and enthusiasm diminished, now wanting nothing more than the war to end,even going so far as to claim that the “New Time Lords” weren’t even worth fighting for anymore, an act that could’ve seen him killed for treasonous slander. One night, while on a patrol, he stumbled upon a Gallifreyan family about to be exterminated by a small group of Daleks. This is where The Protector finally woke up, and realized his true potential. Knowing what he had to do, he drew his blaster, firing three shots into the Daleks, causing them to now be focused on him. Turning and running from the Daleks, he jumped behind the nearest cover he could find, hoping that they would lose his trail. As the Daleks approached his location, he could hear the shifting and twitching of both their eye stalks, and their blaster stalks. After a few minutes of hiding, the Daleks abandoned the search for the Time Lord, and left the area. Standing from the cover, he quickly rushed over to find the previously doomed family, helping them all to their feet, and examining them for any serious injuries. Acknowledging that they had been unharmed, a strange feeling filled the Time Lord’s body. He had an overwhelming feeling of victory, more so than he ever did killing Daleks. And suddenly, without even knowing it, he looked to the ground, finding that he had dropped his rifle on the sands of Gallifrey.

Turning around, he began to walk towards his Type 89 TARDIS, the ship that had been issued to him by the Time Lords for battle. Before he left, one of the family members, a small boy, stepped forward, asking for his name. Suddenly, the Time Lord froze for a moment, knowing that this would be a defining moment throughout his lives. Slowly turning around to face the boy, he took a few steps forward, and said a single word: Protector. Unfortunately, the Daleks had returned to finish the family off while The Protector was still those. Telling the family to run, The Protector made a beeline for his TARDIS, drawing the Dalek’s attention, while allowing the family to escape. Inches from his TARDIS door, one of the Daleks fired a single shot from its blaster stalk into the Time Lord. Knowing regeneration was imminent, he quickly opened the door to his Type 89 TARDIS, sealing himself inside. Taking a few, stumbling steps forward, The Protector knew that this body was dying, and that regeneration was now imminent. Slowly spreading his arms open, he felt the golden energy surge into his neck, as his face finally flowed with regeneration energy, as well as his hands. Lasting for a few moments, the energy subsided back into the Time Lord’s body, sealing him into his second form.

#### Gallifrey Burns

Taking a few steps forward, he examined his new face within a blank, TARDIS monitor. What had happened? Why did he look... Different? Was this what regeneration was going to be like every time? He felt as if his cells themselves were on fire, that his mind was a raging inferno of questions, thought processes, memories, and knowledge he had received in his first life, almost as if it was being... Redownloaded. After finishing his examination, he held his right temple in a seemingly futile attempt at trying his best to remember what exactly had happened, all the while just beginning to come to terms with the regeneration itself. The memories he had were distant, foggy, and still trying to work their way back into their rightful place within his mind. For now, he was a blank slate. A fresh mind, face, and personality rolled into one, convenient, body-shaped package. Something he still didn't understand was what had caused him to retreat into his TARDIS? He couldn't have come in here for no reason!

“What’s happened to me? I feel...different….like I have been… Reborn...” he exclaimed, in a voice that, he felt, was not entirely his own. Was that his new voice? He liked it! Continuing to talk to himself, to stimulate the vocal cord development, the reality of everything slowly bur surely set in. He was The Protector. He was a Soldier no longer. From this point on, he'd dedicate himself to peace and prosperity among all species, across the entirety of the time line! He'd help where he could, defend those that needed defending, and stave off the ceaseless evils of the universe as one of its strongest champions! Speaking to himself in as confident a tone as possible, almost as if he was trying to convince himself of something, he declared a vow right then and there. Filled with a renewed sense of vigor and excitement, he began to run around, quickly flipping a few red, blue, and green switches. As the TARDIS engines roared and whirred, the exterior shell was suddenly and violently rocked by an explosion.

Gripping onto the console for stability, The Protector made his way around to the same monitor he had previously observed his face in, stopping in his tracks out of bewilderment and shock for a moment. The war was over. Gallifrey was… Gone. The Dalek forces were gone as well. Everything, all of it, just-poof. It had vanished into nothingness, and he might've been the only person to bear witness to the events. He was too concerned about himself to even see it go. Standing within his TARDIS as a solemn silence set in, The Protector’s head would slowly lower in sadness at the fact that his friends, family, hell, people in general, were all gone. And in that moment, he felt a great amount of remorse, more so than he ever had before. “If I truly am a new man…then I shall make this life count. I shall make all of my lives count. From this day forward, I shall atone for the sins of the Time Lords, and carry the memory of my people within me. Just you wait, universe... I’m not finished yet." After saying this, the Time Lord would continue to pilot his TARDIS through the cosmos in a sort of reminiscent silence, having been forever scarred by the horrors of war, and traumatized by the loss of his people.

### An Adventure Begins

Over the next 600 to 2,000 years, The Protector mainly kept to himself, rather than become one of the big players such as The Doctor. At the time, he questioned his decision to remain in the shadows, to be a faceless wanderer, simply helping out when needed, but then he realized, if he did begin to make a name for himself, he'd be recognized as a Time Lord, placing himself into a whole new world of problems. So, existence for the homeless wanderer was mainly helping the little people of the galaxy, ensuring that they remained safe, happy, and most importantly, alive. Though trying to keep himself under the radar, it was all-but impossible in his line of work. Sontarans, Weeping Angels, Daleks, Cybermen, and a plethora of other evil beings constantly threatened to destroy all that he had worked so hard to protect, and that was something he simply would not allow, not until the very day his last breath escaped him. Now it was never easy, anyone who thought that was simply an idiot by nature, but he had expected less treachery within the universe, and seeing that there were more bad people than good, honest ones made his heart sink a little, even to this day. As time carried on, even whilst being a relatively lesser-known figure within the grand scheme of things, there were several, indesputable accounts of The Protector having saved a world, and at one point, the universe itself, and he did it all by simply doing what he felt was right, and not stopping until his goal was accomplished. There were knock downs, falls, sabotages, ambushes, traitors, killers, and just about every other nasty thing one could think of, but even after the dust settled from the ceaseless onslaught, even if it was only for a few moments, he knew that this was what he was going to do for the rest of his days: Be a savior to those without hope, be a guardian to those without defense, be a protector to those with none. That is what he would become. Even if it takes him the rest of his life.

### The Travels of the Second Protector

Though his life was far shorter than it should've been, the Second Protector's existence was defined by an uncontrollable need to explore. He wanted to see something new, something exciting, something breathtakingly awesome, and oh, how that wish got fulfilled. See, when he inevitably finished processing the deaths of the billions of lives that had been lost, and accepted the fact that he was, in reality, one of, if not thee last of the Time Lords, he made it his goal to amass a vast multitude of knowledge, the likes of which could sustain his idea of "entertainment" for the rest of his days. He kicked off his journey by visiting half the Galaxy in just a few months, taking a picture of himself in every planet he had visited, placing them all into a scrapbook upon doing so. Then, to really get things going, he stopped a Dalek Invasion on the planet Earth in the year 2154, utilizing nothing more than a TV Antenna, a bit of wiring, some juice from the TARDIS, and a paperclip. With these things, he created a shield large enough to coat the planet, effectively sealing out the hostiles, and ensuring that no one got hurt in the process. Luckily, in the maddening frenzy of gratitude and relief, the Time Lord had managed to slip off of the planet before anyone became the wiser, leaving the people of Earth with nothing more than a memory of the man who had saved them.

Another notable exploit was how, still well within his Second Incarnation, The Protector had halted a battle between the Daleks, and a race of metamorphic, humanoid-like aliens known as the Zygons, before it even began. He was still proud of that; stopping a conflict through the power of words was always one of his strong suits, at least this time around. Unfortunately, with the negotiations having successfully ended, and the Cybermen already having left the Solar System, the Zygons sought revenge against the Time Lord for what he had done, seeing as now to be the perfect time to end his life. Opening his door and giving a quick, back-handed wave to the creature, a relatively close member of the military force stabbed their set of venomous barbs into his back, overloading his system with poison in an instant. Dropping to the floor and writhing in agony, the final moments of his life drew close, and knowing this, he raised his right hand and gave a snap of his fingers, effectively sealing the creatures out with a deadlock initiated from the gesture, so that he could at least regenerate in peace. Allowing the energy to overtake him with what little strength he had left, he glowed with the soothing, golden energy once again, and landed comfortably within his Third Incarnation after several seconds, resting on the ground for a moment as the effects of the change washed over him.

### The Escapades of the Third Protector

The Third Protector's travels were surrounded by a philosophical need to understand "why." Why was the universe this way, why did life always have to struggle to survive, why were there so many soldiers, but never enough scientists? These were just a few of the questions asked, but regardless of his intent, he answered very few of his own questions. Why was he spared from the destruction of Gallifrey? Was was he allowed to continue? Why was he, above all else, ultimately given an opportunity that no one had received in millions of years: To truly see the universe? When it all began, he found himself struggling to stand up from the ground upon which he lied, the newly rejuvenated Protector gripping one of two, identical hand rails, the ones that had led into his predecessor's variant of the TARDIS console room, for support, before finally managing to hoist himself onto his new legs for the very first time. He had gotten taller, it seemed. Granted, it was only about an inch, but still. Making his way towards the console and placing his new hands onto its brim, a look of stoic reminiscence made its presence known upon the Time Lord's face, forcing him to, once again, remember who exactly he was, and more, what his purpose in the universe had become. He expected that, over time, this process would at least allow him to maintain some of his memories, but he was probably just fooling himself into feeling better, never really possessing a clear understanding of Regeneration in the first place. Why bother to live if you had to do it as someone else? It was the age-old curse of the Time Lords, and one he didn't have the means to solve, not right now anyway. Poking a few buttons to see if any would offer some sort of meaningful response, he made his way to an aesthetically normal button, giving it a light tap with his new, left index finger. Suddenly, a holographic recording of a man erupted from the console. What was this? A message? *"Greetings! My name's The Protector, and if you're hearing this, then you're me too!"*

What? How could he have ever been this man? No no, his hair was parted down the center, his had been parted to the right. And needless to say, the dress sense was a bit... Eccentric for his taste. *"Now, if this message is playing at the right time, then it means I just finished a successful Regeneration. Well, I'm at least glad that I could survive the process."* Survive the process? What did he mean by that? And who was he really? *"You may not believe me at first, but trust me, you're The Protector just as much as I am. Now, I know it's hard to believe, but we're actually a sort of... Pseudo-do-gooder, if that makes sense. We travel around in this Vessel, righting the wrongs and helping the little people."* That's when it all came rushing back to him. The title, the adventures, oh, the wonders he had experienced... He had seen the Crystal Waterfalls of the planet Midnight, had seen worlds of unending forests and ones that housed such advanced civilizations, their mere existence was enough to keep him there for a week! Yes, he was indeed The Protector, and from this point on, he would make it his business to understand what this brilliant universe had to offer. "Thank you... Both of you. The amnesia might've lasted the rest of the day if neck-tie over here hadn't snapped me out of it." Laughing to himself as the recording offered a small scowl, it gave a quick *"I heard that!",* before vanishing into the console once more. This was going to be incredible, he could tell already. Beginning his journey by heading to the 25th Century, he picked up a set of clothes, in order to better solidify his new self. Ironically enough, for all their advancements, The Protector simply chose to don a set of Earthly shoes, a set of dimensionally altered, navy blue jeans, in order to possess larger pockets, and a simple, deep green sweater.

After this is when his travels truly began, with the Time Lord visiting many wonderful, albeit potentially dangerous places, across the whole of time and space. One in particular would Mechanus, and his dealings with the Mechanoids. For you see, at the time, the planet had been enslaved by another nigh-inorganic race known as the Cybermen. They had been either capturing and experimenting on the natives of the planet, or just disposing of them in diabolical ways, such as containing them within an airlock and simply venting them into space. Anyone, or rather, anything that tried to leave the planet, faced the threat of immediate death by the blockade that had been instilled above the atmosphere. So, The Protector did the only thing he could: Drive the Cybermen away via the only means he knew. Utilizing the powers of deception and trickery in order to fool the Cybermen into believing that the inhabitants of the planet had already fled to deep space via hijacking their surveillance systems, the Cyber Army immediately lowered their blockade, gathered their troops, and left the planet without a single shot having been fired. Of course, there was still the matter of those who hadn't been able to make it onto the ship, i.e., the ones that still remained on the planet. They were a simple enough threat to deal with, as a large enough Electromagnetic Pulse would certainly short-circuit their systems. Preparing such a device with the aid of the Mechanoids' technology, he was able to perform a successful activation of said device, rendering the remaining Cybermen on the planet nothing more than heaps of metal. And so, when his business was done, The Protector left Mechanus, allowing things to return to a state of normality.

Another journey, the last recorded within his life, was when he visited the planet known as Formian, as there had been several, barely translatable distress signals coming from deep within the planet's surface. Landing on the world only to discover that its inhabitants, a tribal race known as the Formians, had been driven underground by a large corporations that were mining the world in search of minerals or precious stones, he saw to it that a peaceful uprising occurred amongst the Formians, which, in turn, would hopefully allow them to free both themselves, and their planet, from the corporation's occupation. When the day arrived, and the tribe launched their attack, The Protector ensured that he had no part in it, speaking only to the head of the company beforehand, in an attempt to get him to leave peacefully, imploring that there was nothing here for them anymore, and that their technology was slowly being destroyed by the natives that they'd underestimated for all this time. Unfortunately, that didn't happen, as the head of the corporation removed a concealed sidearm he had hidden within one of his desk's drawers, firing a grand total of five shots square into the Time Lord's chest, with the Regeneration process rapidly beginning. Holding his sonic screwdriver into the air, The Protector summoned his TARDIS for protection whilst the process commenced, only this time, it was far more violent than before. Rather than mere lights overtaking his body, this time, waves of energy flowed from both his hands and face, dissipating peacefully as it left his form, placing him within his Fourth Incarnation after a peaceful, uninterrupted Regeneration.

### The Adventures of the Fourth Protector

The Fourth Protector was, in layman's terms, a childish imp of a man, his silly personality and empathetic nature knowing practically no bounds whatsoever. He was kind, considerate, peaceful, and loving to everyone. From his friends, and even with people who he had never met, the Fourth Protector ensured that all were treated fairly, respectfully, and above all, kindly, which, in the end, allowed him to develop a plethora of contacts, allies, and all other manner of beings with whom he shared a common goal: Ensuring that the universe remained a safe and defended place for all to experience. Ironically, all of that began about three feet away from where he had died within his Second Incarnation, the process having mimicked the side effects as well. Stabilizing himself by focusing intensely on his new legs, noting that he had grown yet another inch taller, bringing him close to around 6'0 tall. "Right, well-" the Time Lord began, gasping a bit at the sound of his new voice. "Ohhh, I like this! I can be intense when I need to, good. Intensity's always been a good trait to be able to project." He could instantly tell that he was most certainly a fast-talker this time around, which was another valuable skill he had recently acquired. The faster he talked, the sooner he, and those around him, could be resolved from whatever crisis he had found himself in. "Now then, I remember coming in here for some reason, which must mean that I want to get away from wherever I am. So, all I've got to do is learn how to pilot this thing. Should be easy." Wobblily making his way towards the command console before him, he took the opportunity to lean forward for a moment, studying the controls as he did so. He had been here so many times before, and yet, he couldn't even come close to remembering it. "I don't suppose I could ask for any hints, now could I?" The Protector remarked, simply pushing down several buttons in an attempt to make something, anything happen.

Suddenly, almost as if it had sensed his confusion, the TARDIS' dematerialization lever moved itself downwards without any input from the confused man standing at its controls. And with the infamous whirring overtaking his ears, the Time Lord couldn't help but laugh with glee as the tumbling flight of the Time Capsule began, projecting him through Space at speeds that not even some of the fastest ships in the universe could compete with. As time progressed, and he began to explore more facts and figures of those who had come before him, his memories slowly beginning to return, allowing him to confidently declare that he was The Protector once more. But before anything had really gotten started in his life, he elected that he was in serious need of a change in appearance. So, turning to the TARDIS wardrobe as he had several lives ago, he reappeared donning a simple, brown sportscoat with black covering his shoulders, a simple, black T-Shirt, some dark brown sports pants, and completed everything with a pair of men's black high boots. "Right, good, that's better. Now! Lets see what I've been missing during my little reset." From then on, The Protector continued his travels throughout Time and Space as a new man, exploring countless civilizations, cultures, and worlds that he hadn't gotten around to during his previous Incarnation's lives. One of his most famous journeys was to the planet known as Ferraxis Prime, where he discovered an ancient sect of zealots that worshiped the system of stars their planet revolved around, known as the "Eyes of Ferraxis." Discovering their plot to purge those that they deemed "impure," and reeducate those in the ways of their religion, The Protector worked in secret in order to dismantle their operation piece by piece for many months, via relaying incorrect messages, sabotaging preplanned ambushes against the "impure," and even going as far as to personally work with the authorities of the planet by revealing plans and strategically valuable locations to the cult, all in an effort to bring the organization crashing down.

Regardless, when the disbandment was an inevitably, it was only then that they realized that there was a saboteur within their midst, and it was then that The Protector finally revealed himself. Of course, they tried to attack him, but little did they know that the authorities of the planet were already on their way, which meant that they had two options: Stay and kill him, or run while they still can. Angrily, they chose to abandon the Time Lord and save themselves, knowing that, even if they had gone on, the organization which they served was no more. To this day, it still made him understand the reality of what someone like him could do. With his interference, they had gone from secretly controlling the world above, to being nothing more than a group of crazed cultists who skulked within the shadows of a planet. To this day, The Protector still keeps tabs on several confirmed zealots spread across the galaxy, still attempting to keep the cause they served alive as best they can, but to no avail. Almost immediately following this, is when The Anarchist, an unknown biological clone of The Protector, made his presence known in one of the grandest ways possible: Staging a full-blown invasion of Earth, utilizing the Time Lord's age-old enemy, the Daleks, as the ground soldiers. Obviously a band of resistance fighters formed, The Protector among them, but at the time, they just didn't have the number to stave off so many hostiles, and in the end, were forced to retreat. For a time, the Earth was plunged into darkness. Daleks freely roamed the streets, those who survived their initial purge were forced to live as street rats, stealing what they needed to survive by salvaging what little they could, all while the insane Time Lord sat on high, having been praised as a savior by the aliens. Unbeknownst to him, the Daleks were planning to kill him, as they believed that a Time Lord could never truly lead them, and unbeknownst to the Daleks, The Anarchist knew this.

For you see, he had grown quite bored of himself, and the company he kept, viewing not only the Human beings he stood above as "inferior," but the Dalek forces as well. And so, when the day came for the both of them to kill the other party, the Time Lord was far too prepared, and ended up sabotaging the mothership's power core from the comfort of his TARDIS, leaving the Daleks aboard in a crazed frenzy. Dematerializing off the ship lead to The Protector being able to finally use his own Time Capsule to track The Anarchist down, which, in turn, caused him to say his goodbyes to the resistance, tell them that now was the time to attack, and chase after the insane clone in his own TARDIS, which eventually lead the pair of them to a desert planet known as Selari, devoid of all life besides the two aliens that stood before each other. Knowing that he could not kill his clone, he had prepared himself for Regeneration long before he had arrived, and in so doing, ensured that his life would continue, even if The Anarchist should choose to kill him. And kill him he did. Drawing his Laser Screwdriver and firing blast after blast straight into the chest of the Time Lord, all before rushing into his Time Ship and leaving the Time Lord there to die, as a coward typically would. On his back, facing the sun for the final time, he reasoned that he should bid his current self adieu, leaving a small message for his next incarnation. "Well..." The Protector declared, not even being able to fathom moving in the slightest, as the pain was far too great. "I suppose... This is where it ends for me. But that's okay, that's fine, because in the end... I know that I was able to stand up for what's right, and that I died not as a Hero, hell, not even as a Time Lord... But I died a good man. That's all I wanted. To die as a good man." Allowing the Regeneration energy to swell within him now, the Time Lord's arms and face glowed with the golden energy, so much so, that one could reason that the energy rivaled the Sun's own rays. Landing in his new form, The Protector sat up in the sand, albeit with a moment or two of struggling, and made his way into the nearby TARDIS, eager to see his new form.

### The Exploits of the Fifth Protector

The Fifth Protector possessed many of the same, energetic traits of her predecessor, although a key difference that should be noted was her empathetic abilities. She could almost always relate to a person, regardless of their age, race, or species at large, being able to project her feelings of compassion and sympathy outwards for all to hear. At times, she was also a very passionate, yet straightforward woman, who was never afraid to speak out against injustices she experienced within her travels. In many ways, she was both a pacifist, and a fighter, even though those two things never tended to go together. These are the things the Time Lord, now Lady, would come to learn, as her vision slowly returned, and the burning image of a sun burned her retinas. Instinctively sealing her eyes shut as the rejuvenated Protector rose from the sands of the desert planet on which she had died, she started off her new life with a good dusting of the sand that had made its way onto her now oversized clothes, followed by her surprisingly long, voluptuous hair. Geez, had he really shrunk that much? Well, there was really only one way to find out who he was this time around. Opening the TARDIS doors and walking slowly inside, the Time Lady examined her predecessor's console room, a look of slight contentment on her face. "Wow. I really was the dramatic, wasn't I?" It wasn't until she had spoken that she finally realized the truth. The slightly reduced height, the long hair... He had become a woman! "Oh no WAY!" She exclaimed, managing to use her new set of legs far better than she had been able to before. Grasping at a blank monitor within her TARDIS chambers, the Time Lady brought it up to her face, examining the changes that had been made.

"I will admit, I really love the ginger. Never really had a color quite like this before." Stepping away from the monitor and running her fingers along several of the console's various means of entering commands, she finally arrived at the dematerialization lever, her hand resting on it with just enough pressure as to not push it all the way down. Was she really ready to do this all over again? Granted, this had never really been a challenge before, but this time felt... Different. More difficult. But why? Shaking her head in defiance of the thoughts within her mind, she resoundingly pulled the lever downwards, the console room filling with the sound of the universe, prompting a large smile to fill almost the entirety of her face. Before her journey began, she returned to Earth for no more than a moment in order to pick up a fresh set of clothes, ones better suited to her new body, and new personality. From that point on, the Fifth Protector's travels began, impacting many, and leaving so many more in awe of both how kind, and how strong the Time Lady really was. One of her most significant journeys actually came in the form of one of her most dangerous foes, that being The Anarchist. Having met on the same desert planet he had killer her predecessor on, The Anarchist revealed the truth to the Time Lady, leaving her utterly dumbfounded. He had discovered that the High Council had created the insane Time Lord before her now, only through the use of her DNA. And the reason for doing all of this? Simply to end her life. Trillions of thoughts erupted within her mind, more than she could even decently process. How could they have done this?! It was absolutely unacceptable! Creating a clone, and more, cursing him with a disease that made him insane?! Though she knew that their ethics had always been rather crossed with those comparable to a Dalek's, she hadn't thought in a million years that they'd go to lengths this far! And just to end a single person?! It was an outrage!

Leaving the Time Lord on the sands of Selari in a furious silence, The Protector's TARDIS dematerialized just as quickly as it had arrived, the full reality of the truth finally beginning to affect her. She had a clone... She had someone that shared her DNA, someone that was made of her. Not a son, but... Something more. And he always would be. Which meant that she had to be ready. From that point on, she went on a shamanistic voyage throughout the whole of time and space, leaning the ancient arts of meditation and centering one's soul from some of the universe's masters of the craft, and beginning the process of coping with the truth. In the end, it was the best thing that could've ever happened to her, because it allowed her to finally understand why she had left Gallifrey: Because the Time Lords were despicable. It was as simple, yet as complex as that. After she had come to terms with the new reality she lived within, she got on with her life, and actually managed to influence the universe far more than she had thought. One such adventure involved travelling to the planet of Mars, interacting with a legendary race known as the Ice Warriors. Upon arrival, she was, of course, seen as a threat, but, upon proving herself to be non-threatening, they allowed her to remain as a guest on their planet for exactly 72 standard hours. Over the course of that time, not only did she learn more about their people, culture, and lifestyle, but, in addition to all of this, she discovered a poisonous substance within their water, one which could kill the entirety of the population if not dealt with immediately. Setting aside their differences in order to save the Martian race, The Protector worked with the planet's top scientists, engineering an antidote to the plague via reverse engineering a sample of contaminated water.

Successful in integrating the cure into the main water supply, not only did the Time Lady manage to save the Martian race, but more, left the planet with 20 minutes to spare, ensuring that no violence occurred. After this, for the rest of her life, in fact, The Protector continued to simply do good deeds throughout the cosmos, helping countless civilizations in need of her aid, eventually leading her to become a universal-wide myth, as a legendary figure with seemingly infinite power and knowledge. Unfortunately, the legend of the Fifth Protector ended over the planet of Jupiter, when once again, she needed to resolve a conflict between two of the strongest, deadliest races in the universe; The Daleks and the Cybermen. With the TARDIS in the middle of everything, and the stalemate having been in affect for quite some time, seeing as they both not only had massive fleets, but didn't want to spend countless hours simply wasting troops and valuable weaponry, The Protector boarded each ship personally, beginning with the Daleks, and ending with the Cybermen. Though both had tried to kill her when their demands were taken down, it was ultimately the Cybermen that had been successful, having gotten a single, precious moment to take advantage of her, firing but a single bolt of their deadly energy straight into her chest. Immediately following this, The Protector was forced into her Time Ship, bid adieu to her former self with nothing but a lone tear, followed by a confident smile, the Time Lady burst with energy for what felt like the fifth time, ending her career as The Protector, and allowing her successor to take over with little resistance.

## Personality

### First Protector

Battle-hardened, serious, and refined to the point of numbness, The Protector's first incarnation had fought in the Last Great Time War, participating in every mission presented to him, viewing the carnage as 'necessary to the continuation of the Time Lords.' This Protector has an ever deeper hatred for the Daleks than his other forms, and still carries his Gallifreyan Side Arm that was standard issue to every soldier fighting in the War at the time.

### Second Protector

Polite, caring, and cursed with an insatiable sense of wanderlust, The Protector's second incarnation was the first to begin his long journey throughout the universe, and so, was filled with a fascinating spirit of adventure, wanting to see every star he could possibly get to throughout his life. Having just vowed never to kill again, this Protector has made an infinitely deeper commitment into ensuring that every life that can be saved, is.

### Third Protector

Eccentric, intelligent, and endlessly compassionate to those around him, the Third Protector still maintained the sense of wonder and adventure that his predecessor had, trying his very best to answer every distress signal he could, see every star he could get to, and save every life possible. However, a key difference with this Protector, was that he had a bit of a temper. If anyone were to push him to far, they would experience something he referred to as 'The Fury of the Time Lord.'

### Fourth Protector

Childish, humorous, and of course, impish, the Fourth Protector was the first of his predecessor's to gain a sense of wonder for the universe. He no longer merely asked 'what,' he asked 'why, when, how?' However, a key difference was that towards the end of his life, he began to take companions for the first time. His first was Luke Stab. They developed a deep friendship, until eventually, Luke began to revert to his military ways, which caused The Protector to leave him on Earth.

### Fifth Protector

Outwardly confident and endlessly kind, the Fifth Protector lead a life of personal and emotional confusion and ceaseless revelations about her own existence. Before it being revealed that The Anarchist was a biological clone made by the Time Lords from her own DNA in order to kill her, she was far more chipper and upbeat, allowing her to form friends with nearly everyone she met almost instantly. However, after this, though she still possessed an optimistic and friendly personality, darker undertones were noticeable at times of stress or anger.

## Physical Appearance

### First Protector

The Protector's first incarnation was elderly, yet still managed to be 6'1. He contained long, white hair, matched with a white beard. He typically sported Time Lord Battle Armor, as he was almost always on the battlefield. However, in the rare moments he did not, he possessed traditional Time Lord attire, as was typical with everyone during the war.

### Second Protector

The Protector's second incarnation was 5'7, sprouting a mop of dark brown hair, yet contained no facial hair. This was his first incarnation to don clothing found in the TARDIS wardrobe, meaning he had a plethora of clothes to choose from. He possessed a light brown vest, matched with a light blue, long sleeved shirt, completed with a set of blue jeans and tennis shoes.

### Third Protector

The Protector's third incarnation was incredibly thin, yet managed to be 5'8 in height, containing a head of wavy, light brown hair. In terms of clothing, he visited Earth in the 25th century, gaining a typical outfit from the time period. Ironically enough, for all their advancements, The Protector simply chose to don a set of Earthly shoes, a set of dimensionally altered, navy blue jeans, in order to possess larger pockets, and a simple, deep green sweater.

### Fourth Protector

The Protector's fourth incarnation grew to 5'9, sprouting a signature mop of wavy, brown hair. In terms of clothing, he reverted back to the TARDIS wardrobe, deciding to go a bit more classical with the coloration. He sported a black T-Shirt, matched with black sports pants, and completed with a brown, leather sports jacket.

### Fifth Protector

The Protector's fifth incarnation shrunk to a woman's average size of 5'4, and developed the Time Lord/Lady's first tattered mop of orange hair, which she was consistently focused on throughout the entirety of her look. In terms of clothing, she chose her outfit from a local store, donning a set of high boots once again, light blue jeans, a white T-Shirt, and a black, leather jacket.

## Powers and Abilities

### Powers

* **Green Energy Conduit:** Being the one of the last Time Lords and Ladies in existence, The Protector was chosen to be the Green Lantern of Gallifrey, due to their Willpower being the strongest among the remainder of their species.
	+ **Energy Projection:** The Protector can create any and all manner of items by utilizing their Green Lantern Ring, and more, he can control every aspect about them, (i.e., making a solid water formation, or creating a boulder with the bouncing abilities of a ball). All items created are made out of green, hard-light energy that is projected from the face of his Ring.
	+ **Superhuman Strength:** While not the conventional type of Super-Strength, The Protector can create constructs that can easily lift 100,000-ton objects with little to no effort.
	+ **Superhuman Speed:** The Protector can utilize the flight capabilities of his Ring to soar through the cosmos at incredibly fast speeds, being able to travel from Earth to Oa, the home world of the Green Lanterns and Guardians of the Universe, in mere minutes, rather than days.
	+ **Superhuman Durability:** The Protector's constructs have been recorded as having been able to survive everything from bullets, to even nuclear explosions, though he will need an incredibly amount of focus in order to accomplish a feat this large.
	+ **Environmental Playback:** Upon request, The Ring can recreate any environment that it has been in, through the use of a hologram. These hologram display all variation of colors, instead of the typical green-only constructs. While the hologram is playing, it allows The Protector to observe the recording in a ghostlike state, unable to change the outcome of the hologram's end.
	+ **Invisibility:** The Protector can focus their immense will to refract the light around themselves rendering them invisible. This ability can also be used to bend the light around certain objects, or even the ring itself, making the object in question invisible.
	+ **Limited Cellular Regeneration:** The Ring has the ability to heal The Protector, such as repairing broken bones, deep scars, or damaged tissues However, this only works to a certain extent, meaning it will not be able to heal lost limbs.
	+ **Galactic Encyclopedia:** The Ring allows The Protector to access the Book of Oa; a complete source of infinite, universal knowledge. This allows them to instantly identify nearly every planet, creature, being, or threat that they come across in the universe.
	+ **Universal Translator:** The Ring translates all languages, human or otherwise, to perfect English for The Protector. It also translates the Time Lord's words into the perfect equivalent of the listener's language.
	+ **Energy Absorption:** Through focusing an immense willpower, The Protector can absorb any and all types of energy into their Ring, and harness it at a later date, or expel it back at an enemy.

### Abilities

* **Regeneration:** As a Time Lord or Lady, The Protector gains the God-Like ability to change their form completely whenever they are fatally wounded, or their current body begins to die. This allows any and all dying Time Lords or Ladies to burst with golden energy from their hands and face, allowing them to rejuvenate themselves into a new man, or woman. However, the process is completely random, and is accompanied by a personality reset.
* **Advanced Hand-To-Hand Combatant:** During his training period on Oa, their fellow Lanterns taught them everything they knows about fighting, along with utilizing quick and easy constructs to help in the heat of a conflict. This, combined with the training they received during the Time War, has allowed them to become a formidable opponent in battle.
* **Hyper-Intelligence:** After becoming a Time Lord, The Protector gained Hyper-Intelligence due to staring throughout all of time and space.
* **Longevity:** Due to their regenerative capabilities, The Protector can live for thousands, if not millions of years, and still retain the appearance of a young man or woman.
* **Telepathy:** All Time Lords and Ladies possess highly advanced of telepathy, allowing them to read minds, and even influence them.
* **Respiratory Bypass System:** Time Lords and Ladies possess a Respiratory Bypass System, protecting them from any and all forms of suffocation, strangulation, and nearly all forms of poisons.
* **Omnilingualism:** Through The Ring's translation matrix, and the influence of the TARDIS' translation matrix, The Protector can understand every language in the known universe.
* **Indomitable Will:** The Protector's Will is the strongest of all Time Lords currently existing within the universe, and due to the countless centuries he has to master it, he will eventually develop the strongest Will in existence, being comparable to Ion itself.

## Weaknesses

* **Regeneration:** While regenerations fully heal and transform The Protector, it does, however, leave them vulnerable to attack for a short amount of time. If an enemy were to hit them while they were regenerating, they would die permanently.
* **Personality Reset:** During the first day of a fresh regeneration, a Time Lord or Lady must get used to their new body, thought process, and of course, personality. The Protector is no exception, often locking himself away in his TARDIS until he can confidently declare who he is, and more, what he thinks about himself.
* **Self Sacrificial:** The Protector will always try to save others before themself, having been known to sacrifice themselves in a dangerous situation if it meant saving the lives of his friends, or the life of the planet itself. This trait, while noble, has proven to be a sure-fire way to getting placed into near-death situations.
* **No Killing:** The Protector will not kill under any circumstances, as this is how they have lived ever since the final day of the Time War. While this is a good code to live by in their opinion, this could be seen as weak to others.

## Equipment

### Weaponry

* **Green Lantern Corps Ring:** The Protector wields an official Green Lantern Corps ring, allowing them to form anything they could possibly imagine out of green hard-light energy, as long as their Willpower is strong enough.
* **Sonic Screwdriver:** Changing with every regeneration The Protector goes through, the Sonic Screwdriver is a device that they have carried throughout all of their lives, with almost infinite uses. From simple tasks like tinting sunglasses, to more advanced tasks, such as hacking into advanced databases, the Sonic, as he has affectionally named it, can do it all.
* **Psychic Paper:** The small, white visitor’s card contained inside the blue wallet casing is slightly psychic. When shown to a person, it induces them to see whatever the user expects, wishes, or needs them to see printed on it.
* **Green Bladed Lightsaber:** The Protector forged a new hilt during the Last Great Time War after their original was destroyed. However, the Adegan crystal within the hilt is still Green, as it always has been.
* **The Darksaber:** An ancient, black-bladed lightsaber created by the Mandalorian known as Tarre Visla, The Protector gained this on an adventure with the 13th Machinist, now going by the title "Lone Cowboy." Upon discovering the hilt, The Protector was initially shocked to see the belonging there, and was ultimately given the ancient weapon as a gift from their old friend.
* **TARDIS:** TARDIS, standing for Time And Relative Dimension In Space, allows The Protector to travel literally anywhere they, or anyone else, could ever possibly require. From simple destinations such as other planets, to more advanced destinations such as other realms, alternate universes, and alternate dimensions. However, due to the chameleon circuit braking on a previous adventure, it is permanently disguised as a red Telephone Booth. It is a Type 89 TARDIS, and was assigned to him during the Last Great Time War, and unlike its sisters, has developed a personality of its own, rather than forming one around the likes and dislikes of its pilot.
* **Fob Watch:** An item all Time Lords and Ladies are given at some point in their lives, the Fob Watch can be used by a Time Lord or Lady to disguise themselves as another species, temporarily rewriting their genetic code in order to do so. The process is excruciating, and the Time Lord's very essence is preserved within the Watch itself.

## Relationships

### Family

* The Protector's Mother - (deceased)
* The Protector's Father - (deceased)

### Allies

* Vanessa - Friend
* Luke Stab - Former Companion and Close Friend
* The Machinist - Close friend, and one of the few remaining Time Lords
* Piro - Friend, and one of the few remaining Time Lords

### Enemies

* Daleks - Age-Old Enemies and cause of 1st Regeneration
* Cybermen - Age-Old Enemies
* Judoon - Want to kill The Protector for abandonment of their people during the Time War
* Time Lord High Council - Responsible for the creation of The Anarchist from their DNA

## Trivia

* The Protector has, on multiple occasions, proven that he is worthy of wielding Mjolnir.
* The Protector owns a grand total of 21 hovercrafts, 14 motorcycles, and 10 cars, all of which are in the TARDIS garage.
* The Protector has beaten both the God of Wisdom and the God of Tactics in a game of chess.
* The Protector has a small, age-locked T-Rex pup named 'Charlie'
* The Protector is one of the 12 Jedi on the Jedi Council.
* The Protector has discovered a total of 27 previously unknown planets