There was a time in my life when I was tired of living but afraid of dying.
Then I met a man called the Doctor.
We had an adventure together.
I died and was resurrected.
He offered me a chance to travel with him in his space/ time ship. I said no.
My life returned to normal after that. The Doctor visited me a few times but then one night in 2008 everything changed.
Aliens invaded. They called themselves Daleks.
Exterminate!
One of them shot me. Killed me.
It seems the Doctor's space/ time machine, his TARDIS, brought me back to life permanently. after a thousand years my fear of dying was completely gone and I longed for death.
But I was resurrected. Again.
Dr. Holloway My name is Missy. I am aware of your condition and my institute might be able to cure you if you're interested.
I said yes without thinking. I was tired. So tired of living but no longer afraid of dying.
Weeks of testing went by. Missy said the results looked promising.
Then on December 31, 2999, one thousand years after I first met him, the Doctor returned.
Grace? Is that you? I must be a bit early for the New Years' Eve 2999.
Doctor!
I told the Doctor everything. He looked so sad at first but seemed surprised when I told him about a possible cure.
Grace there is no cure for you. You're a fixed point in time. An impossibility. Who is this Missy?
I’m Missy.
I had a feeling I'd see you again with that face Doctor.
You're just as daft as you were back in your cricket days and in your the days to come as a magician.
I'm sorry have we met?
Unfortunately I don't have time for the usual texting and scones.
Take her. Now.
Cybermen?! GRACE!
Hey Missy you're so fine. You're so fine you blow my mind. Hey Missy!
What are you really going to do to me?
Cure you. Just like I said I would. I will drain all of the vortex energy out of your body and put it into my darling Cybermen but there is a chance you won't survive.
Well it seems like your white knight has arrived just in time to watch you go pop like a balloon.
I'm not going to let you hurt Grace!
Oh my dear Doctor you're sorely mistaken. I'm going to drain all the vortex energy out of your beloved Grace and then I'll have an army of Cybermen who cannot die.
Cyberdears, please hold the Doctor steady for mummy. I want him to watch this.
Let me go! The year 3000 is almost upon us and so is the end of the universe as we know it!
Ahhhhh!!!!!
Grace!
It’s done! I’ve succeeded!
Your vitals have returned to normal. You're mortal again. I really did cure you.
Say something nice…
Which means I no longer have any use for you. Now...
What are you doing?! Stand down!
We do not take orders from you. You are inferior to us.
You will obey me!
No. We will erase you from existence.
It seems I've lost. Oh wait! I just remembered I have a vortex manipulator!
Goodbye Doctor. Goodbye Grace. Goodbye Cyberdears. Mummy is very disappointed in you.
Grace! Thank goodness you're safe!
Happy new year Grace!
It’s midnight!
Happy new year doctor!
Quick! Into the TARDIS Grace! The cybermen’s systems will be overloaded by the vortex energy soon.
After that The Doctor once again offered to take me with him. I once again said no.
We said our goodbyes. The Doctor left. He said something about being recalled to Gallifrey for a meeting with a war council or something. He clearly wasn't looking forward to it.
For the first time in centuries I no longer felt tired of living. My name is Grace Holloway and this is the story of how my eternity came to an end.
The end.