Disclaimer: I don't own the X-men or anything you recognize!

AN: This is my first X-men story! Woohoo! Prologue is so short though! Blah! But I threw in a subtle Doctor Who reference so it's all good. :]

Feeling's Not Enough

Prologue

I should have known something wasn't right. There were so many clues thrown at me but I was so oblivious, so engulfed in my day to day life that I never gave them a second thought. If I had maybe I'd be somewhere else than where I am now. Where was I? It's embarrassing to admit it, there's really no dignified way of saying that you're hiding under bags of trash in a dumpster. Yeah, you heard me right. There I was, buried under a week's worth of garbage, hoping that no one would find me. You might be wondering how I came upon my current predicament so I guess I'd better fill you in. I've got some time to kill in here anyways.

Starting at the beginning would be helpful, huh? Or better yet, telling you my name? You'd think an introduction would be easy but not for me. Well, not anymore. I've gone by several different names, all depending on where I was and who I was talking to but since I'm being honest here, I'll give you my birth name, my real name. Matleena Hannele Laaksonen. What? Were you expecting something along the lines of Sarah Jane Smith? I don't think so.

It's hard for me to pinpoint the beginning without going back too far. Was it when I was born? Or when I woke up one day with my ears pierced and didn't know how it happened? Or perhaps when I noticed that my fingernails where perfectly manicured despite my horrid nail biting habit. Maybe it was when I got my first computer at age fourteen and took it apart, much to my father's horror, and then put it back together without a chip out of place. Like I said, there were so many small things that hinted at my condition, it's difficult to determine which was more important. Okay, enough stalling, I'll begin already. I'll start with the one indication that I couldn't ignore: the day I went blind.