Disclaimer Unfortunatly i don't own the xmen or anything linked with them in this story. (I wan' gambit )

WARNING: It also contains some mentions of abuse (but only minor)

A/N;This chapter is just an introdution to the main character anddoes not contain much Xmen, Just a comment at the end, but from C2, they play a big part.

A young woman laid on a hospital bed. Sweat was pouring down her flushed face as she strained in agony. She was in labor.

"That's it one more push and you're done."

"I can't. I can't."

"You can. Now push."

The girl screamed and sighed in relief as she pushed her baby out at last.

"It's a girl. That's one of each. A perfect set of twins."

Later that night.

"Look at them Annie. Aren't they gorgeous."

"What shall we call him? I still like Joshua."

"Yeah, What about our little girl?"

"What about it?"

"Annie don't be like that, there is nothing wrong with her."

"Yes there is. Look at her eyes."

"The doctor said that it would be fine. They will settle out as she gets older."

"They also said she may be blind. We're 17 years old. How will we cope with a disabled child? This is all your fault. If you hadn't got me pregnant we wouldn't be in this mess."

"Fine, Then Rowan will be my responsibility."

5 years later.

A girl of about 5 is sat at a table drawing a picture like many girls her age do. The only difference is that this girl has a baldhead covered up by a bandana.

"But why don't I have hair mummy. I want it to be in pigtails like jenny next door does."

"I've told you before child. You're ill."

"But why isn't Joshy?"

"BECAUSE HE ISN'T NOW SHUT UP CHILD AND PUT YOUR GLASSES ON AND HIDE THOSE GOD FORSAKEN EYES."

"But daddy said I didn't have to wear my glasses inside because there was no one to see."

"WELL YOUR DADDY ISN'T HERE AND YOU ARE TO DO AS I TELL YOU TOO."

"But I don't like wearing my glasses, I keep walking in to things."

"THAT IS BECAUSE YOU ARE STUPID AND CLUMSY. NOW GET OUT OF MY SIGHT."

The little girl ran crying from the table.

10 years later

The young girl has now grown up; She's become independent and headstrong. She is comfortable with her unusual appearance.

"ROWEN. GOD HELP ME IF YOU WALK OUT THIS HOUSE WITH OUT YOUR GLASSES ON I WILL NEVER LET YOU BACK IN."

"THAT'S WHAT YOU SAID LAST TIME. AND I'M STILL HERE. TRUTH IS YOU'DE RATHER HAVE ME IN THE HOUSE WHERE NOONE CAN SEE INSTEAD OF OUT THERE."

"THAT'S BECAUSE YOU ARE A FREAK AND A MISTAKE."

"NO I'M NOT. JUST BECAUSE MY EYES AND HAIR AREN'T EXACTLY WHAT YOU'DE CALL NORMAL, BUT NOBODY CAN TELL ANYWAY. THEY JUST THINK THE HAIRS DYED AND I WEAR CONTACTS. YOU ARE THE FREAK MOTHER. JUST BECAUSE YOU NEVER WANTED ME AND JOSH DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO BLAME EVERYTHING ON US. WE DIDN'T FORCE YOU TO BE A WHORE. WE DIDN'T MAKE YOU OPEN YOUR LEGS TO THE FIRST MAN WHO CAME ALONG."

SLAP. It wasn't the first time the older women had hit her daughter. And wasn't the worst by far.

"That'll make sure you keep those glasses on."

Present Day.

"There's Josh's freak of a sister."

"Does she think she looks cool with blue hair and those freaky contacts?"

"I can't believe they're twins. Can you? I mean they are just so different."

"I know. Hey I'm thinking of asking him to the dance do you think he will say yes?"

"Of course he will."

Talk followed the 17-year-old girl as she walked down her school corridor. Her arms wrapped round books covered in scribbles and lyrics. She came to her locker and ripped a poster for the upcoming Sadie Hawkins dance down. Girls ask boys, that's a laugh. Who'd want to go with me? Years of the verbal and physical abuse she'd suffered at the hands of the mother, and the constant bullying she had received at school had changed Rowen from an outgoing teen in to a self-conscious young woman with few friends. She pulled open her locker and through her books in.

"Hey Limbo. Want a lift home?"

Rowen turned around to face her popular brother. The only thing she ever agreed with the 'Popular' kids about was that she did not believe they were related at times. He was a star athlete who their mother adored, and he looked normal.

"Melanie's thinking about asking you to the dance." They set of walking down the corridor.

"Melanie is a pain. She thinks that we should be dating just because she's the head cheerleader and I'm captain of the football team. Who you going to ask?"

"No one."

"Come on Row. You've got to go."

"Why? Every one thinks I'm a freak. And I don't blame them. I think I'll pass on the lift. I wanna go to town and get some hair dye."

"No. The girls think you're a 'freak' as you put it because you are gorgeous and has funky hair, the guys just agree because they are scared of loosing their girlfriends. I'll take you to town and buy you some ice cream. But no hair dye. Wish I had hair like yours."

"I wish it was like yours. I'd kill for black hair and blue eyes."

"It's boring. Now get in the car. I'm getting cold." Brushed off his sisters comment.

"NO. JOSH STOP TRYING TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER. WE BOTH KNOW THE TRUTH. I'M A FREAK AND IT'S NEVER GOING TO CHANGE. WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO BE LIKE ME? YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT WAS LIKE. TO BE FORCED TO WEAR SUNGLASSES EVEN IN WINTER. TO BE 5 YEARS OLD AND NOT UNDERSTAND WHY YOU CAN'T BE PRETTY AND HAVE YOUR HAIR IN PIGTAILS LIKE THE OTHER GIRLS YOUR AGE. TO BE…"

Thunderclouds had suddenly appeared in the sky and a crack of lightning cut Rowen off midsentance. She looked up at the sky and watched the rain start to fall.

"To be hit by you're mother?" Josh's voice brought her attention back to the car.

"Why did dad have to leave me Josh?"

"He was fed up of her. And I don't blame him. Now are we going for ice-cream or not?"

"Ok."

XxXxXxXxXxXx

2 months later.

"Josh. Why have you brought me to New York to get you're tux for the prom. They do have shops in Salem."

"Because I know you wanted to come for our birthday. And we're meeting dad later."

"Really. I thought we weren't allowed to see him."

"We're 18. We can do what we like."

Leaving their money on the table the 2 stood up and walked out of the café.

"So are you sure you're not coming to the prom. It's our last big school event before we graduate."

"No one has asked me, there for I am not going."

"Not even with Mona. I thought she would want to laugh at all the jocks and cheerleaders."

"That was the plan until she got a date."

"With?"

"A jock."

"I mean who?"

"Josh, How the hell should I know? Wow. What's going on over there? It looks like there's a fire. Want to go check it out?"

"What is it with you and disasters?"

As the two got closer to the smoke they could hear the screaming of the people and see what looked like a giant robot. Rowen ran off ahead of her brother to see what was happening.

"Josh look."

They were people all over the place. Some flying, others on the floor. All trying to stop the metallic creature that was attacking them. One person in particular caught Rowen's eye. He looked a similar age to her and was throwing what looked like glowing playing cards at the robot. They exploded on contact and the robot spun round. It ended up facing Josh who was stood a few feet away from his twin. It raised it arm and shot a laser out of a cannon. With out thinking what she was doing Rowen threw her arm up towards her brother and screamed his name. Before the laser hit him it was stopped by a force field that glowed a similar blue colour to Rowen's hair. The robot followed the line of the field to the source. Rowen. It shot again. This time hitting her straight in the chest before she had time to react. She felt her self flying off her feet and hitting a nearby wall. She stared in the direction she had come for a second as she laid on the floor, and watched her twin run towards her. Then her eyes drifted shut.