You know I don't remember much from my childhood, ok I don't remember anything from before the age of 12, but that is totally not my fault. There is one thing that has always been made excruciatingly clear to me though... I am like no other being from this world or any other. This is made painfully clear from the hours it takes me everyday to lose the spies and stalkers sent after me by the one group of people who relentlessly hunt me just for the fact that I am different, that I am special, and that I am filled with power. However I can feel...that I am not alone. I can feel that there is someone missing, someone lost to this world, like me, someone who can help me find out who I am or who I used to be, maybe even more than one....
I hope you enjoy what there is of this story, but you should know I probably will not continue it. If something crazy happens or I feel like continuing it, then I will. Anyway, read at your own risk!