Wolf

A general idea for Wolf's appearance as of his twelfth incarnation.

- Fighter of Fighters (people of Kra'dow)

- Dr. Phillipson

- Radheaded Ranger

- Vagabond of Wise

- Bringer of Inquiry

- "USERNAME4321"

## First Incarnation

Born in the finest sanatorium on Barcelona, it was there his three-quarters Time Lord blood sentenced him to live out the unfortunate product of a very rash decision. It wasn’t long after his birth that plans were set into motion to put him where he belongs. On Gallifrey. The agreement ended on the notion that the nameless child would arrive on the planet long before the spark of the Last Great Time War, to give him a fair shot at being properly educated before his inevitable enlistment. He wasn't given a proper name for the same reason one wouldn't name a stray dog: attachment.

An unreliable third party was compensated handsomely to complete the task, but found it to be less of a priority for them as time went on. During that time he existed as a kid who could slip in to small places, earning every meal by helping with whatever con the crew had prepared. Eventually the young boy did make it to the planet of his people, but several years later than intended. He found himself stranded far outside of the Citadel at the age of six.

Thanks to the easily-traceable disturbance in the atmosphere, he was discovered by the Gallifreyans who had arrived on the scene to investigate. When they were finished questioning him, and the wait was finally over, the nameless boy was taken in by a family of two. A year passed under this new lifestyle, where he lived with a woman and her daughter. After a year, though, his adoptive sister had turned eight while he turned seven. She was taken to attend the Academy, after which he wouldn't see her again for several hundred years.

Another year passed, this time with just the elderly woman and himself. He took on all of his sister's responsibilities in her absence and was tasked with comforting their adoptive mother while she worried about both of their well-beings as the war on the Daleks began to brew. Upon turning eight, it was his turn to attend the Academy, and before he left he promised his adoptive mother that he would come see her again as soon as he graduated. This would turn out to be an unintentional lie.

As a Novice, he was taken for his initiation in front of the Untempered Schism. The boy stood in front of the raw power of the time vortex, staring into it until he had to be forcibly removed. It's said that every Time Lord sees something different upon gazing into it. For him, it was a peek at the power and freedom he longed to earn.

From that day on, he dedicated all of his free time to his studies. That, combined with learning the legends of the Time Lord he knew was his own father, fueled him to work as hard as possible to be promoted high enough to earn his own TARDIS and experience the freedom he yearns for. By following all the rules. The other Academy-goers were rightfully bothered by his seemingly robotic sleeping patterns. Waking up at the crack of dawn to get in some early reading or writing before his daily responsibilities, the people around him grew to dislike him.

He only ever made one real friend at the Academy. The two would send notes back and forth to each other, with the common interest of reading more about the documented encounters The Doctor has faced across the universe. This interest consequently led them to reading up on Earth, which was around the time she came up with the idea to give each other code names for their notes. She settled on Ruby, and he settled on Steel. Two words they felt their classmates wouldn't learn to recognize for years to come.

The two were pushed apart as they both grew older, and accepted their separate responsibilities assigned to them for the approaching Time War. They vowed to wait for each other until the war was over, they'd meet again on the planet to spend the rest of their lives together.

Steel was assigned to the ZENIX Project, more specifically the camp referred to as ZENIX-V. ZENIX-V was predominantly a base for low-level reconnaissance that gradually increased as tensions grew during the war. After several years of relative solitude, the Daleks became aware of the site and launched an attack. There weren't enough guns for everyone to wield.

The fate of everyone stationed at ZENIX-V is impossible to know. Steel's best friend at the site was mortally injured from narrowly surviving a blast, and they were ordered to flee to the safehouse not far from the site. There it was said a Time Lord with access to a TARDIS would be waiting to aid the crew. Steel set out across the red sands, his dying friend over his shoulder.

On the long walk, his friend's health was reaching its limit due to a lack of blood. As they approached the safehouse it was clear he wouldn't make it, and he began to regenerate. As it turns out, the Time Lord operating at the safehouse had already been exterminated by the Dalek who had been tactically awaiting the arrival of any survivors. Turning to run, the Dalek unleashed a blast of energy at Steel's back.

His closest ally was killed instantly, the regeneration process stopping dead. Steel landed on his knees. The other Time Lord's body had been just enough to stop him from being exterminated. Steel's fingers began to emit a yellow energy, and he stood up and turned around. Before the Dalek could react with anything more than confusion, Steel vengefully blasted it to death with lethal regeneration energy.

## Second Incarnation

Having just taken his first life in a way that he was positively unsure about, he made his way into the safehouse and found the dead Time Lord slouched against his permitted Type 19. Steel quickly took ownership of the machine and decided that he was too frightened of being reenlisted or promoted as a war hero if he went back to the Citadel for guidance. He chose to take the TARDIS out for a spin, a decision which he would never be able to take back.