Hello everyone and welcome to the world of the X-Men. I originally wrote a story for the T.V. show, X-Men: Evolution, but deleted t because I thought the story and character would be better suited to the movieverse. I do not own X-Men, sadly, but I do love them. Please enjoy my take on the movies and what occurs before/during/after them. This story takes place after Days of Future Past and will regard all such changes to the timeline done is aforementioned movie. And now, on with the show! Please review, follow and/or favorite!

I wasn't always blind. I used to be able to see. I guess that what makes being blind even worse. I can remember seeing. I can remember colors and what trees look like. And more importantly, I can remember what my adoptive parents look like. The same accident that blinded me also took their lives, which was why I was in the orphanage. I started to develop... gifts you coauld say, that allowed me to, as far as I could tell, see the future. I could also hear voices, even when there was no one in the room. I was scared, and looking for a way out.

My way out came a few years after the accident. His name was Hank McCoy. He introduced himself as a representative of the Xavier Institute, He invited me to come and study there, complete my education and learn how to use my gifts. I was shocked that he knew I was a mutant, but I guess I shouldn't have been too surprised. He said that the professor could help me, especially with my minor telepathic abilities. I was excited to find out that someone could help me. But, the director of the orphanage refused to et me go. She said that if I wanted to further my learning, I could wait for college like the rest of the children.

So I waited until I was eighteen, and no longer a ward of the state. I took the money that I had earned with me and traveled to Westchester, New York, where I remembered Hank saying the institute was located.

I also recalled Hank telling me that Professor Xavier was a telepath. I tried reaching out around me, looking for signs of a telepath nearby, to no avail. I was confused, so I looked for Hank's mind signature. I found him and reached out, attempting to talk to him. I hadn't had much practice with my telepathic abilities, so I was worried that it wouldn't work. Of course, with my luck being the way it is, it didn't work. I tried hailing a cab, but didn't succeed.

"Need some help?" I heard a voice from behind me.

"Can you help me get to the Xavier Institute?"

"You're in luck, I was just headed there myself."

I quickly looked into his mind, trying t discern if he was telling the truth or not. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." I was shocked. In my brief foray into his mind, I could tell that he was a mutant.

"Who are you?"

"My name, dear girl, is Erik."