This comes from a few places, mainly my own intraverted personality, and from the colective unconscious, a bit of myth, a bit of history, Doctor Who, The Highlander, mixed to create something new. The name actually comes from the Doctor Who Episode, Girl in the Fireplace. Enjoy, and review please.

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I AM, the Lonely Angel.

I was born 378 years ago. 1629 in the Year of our Lord. My name is Charles Lamb, of the

clan Lamb, a sept of the clan Lamont. I call my self by that name. 361 years ago, 17

years after my birth, a terrible thing happened.

I died.

The battle of the Castle Toward, of which the Campbells invaded us, I was pierced

through the heart by an errant arrow. It took me by surprise and shock. A violent, brutal

death, as I fell off the steps from which I was fighting into the fray below.

I awoke with a gasp of breath how long later, I do not know. A Campbell stood above

me, looting my body of my sword and knives. I slew him. Plain and simple. I left the

room from which the bodies of the fallen were being kept and saw Sir James Lamont

surrendering to fair terms. I was taken with all the others to a place to stay, little

knowing that we were to be slaughtered like sheep. I managed to fight back, using

abilities that I did not know I possessed. I ran faster, became stronger, as if death had

remade me. I escaped, unable to save all the others. I wandered the earth after that. I

learned under many people, the Pope, Japanese Samurai, all the greatest fighters and

teachers. And I never aged.

In the 18th century, I met a man in Egypt that told me of a powerful device that could

move me through time and space. He also told me that the reason I do not die is that I

am an Angel. I would have scoffed, except for that the priest, rabbis, and monks I stayed

with knew there was something, almost holy about me. I spent another century searching

through great texts and scouring the world for such a device as he told me. I learned that

I was not an Angel of Darkness, nor of Light, but of Twilight. In between the two. My

works could be for good or evil. Essentially I am good, but with a capacity towards evil.

My choices made me what I am. I use that for being able to do good works, even if the

means are not always…acceptable.

I found the device, a simple disk with many symbols. It could fit in the palm of my hand.

I used it to travel. I traveled to many worlds and time periods, finding things that

mankind could never imagine.

I have immortality, I have strength, I have knowledge, but still, I am the Lonely Angel. I

prevent myself from connecting with people, for I know they will die, in what will be for

me a blink of the eye. I can love, but I prevent myself from acting on it, for that will

break my heart. Many times I have used the device to watch upon those that I have

loved, just to see them again, but unable to confront them.

I am, the Lonely Angel.