Hey, hey, hey! Forget the first story. Found out who died and all that. And what happened to Thor. Just a quick A.N. here for you guys. This story is taking place DURING the original story. Sorry if I've gotten the words wrong… Don't really remember what they said and all that. Except for the last three chapters. I hope. Darn, I wish I had the manga! Oh, well. Enjoy the story!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING IN THIS STORY BESIDES MY OWN OC WHO I HOPE YOU GUYS WILL THINK THAT SHE IS NOT A STUPID MARY SUE OR SOMEONE WHO IS BETTER THAN THE OTHER CHARACTERS AND… (Well, you'll be here all day, so read on!)

Thanks! R&T2R!

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Prologue

My name is Ziann (Zee-ann), but people call me Zia (Zeea). I'm an orphan. I don't know who my real parents are, but I was 'adopted' by Third. He says that I was born here and that my real parents were his good friends who were killed by the plants, but he never could look at me in the eye when he said that.

I'm 10-years old now. I'm only slightly shorter than Tiz, and she keeps joking that one day I'll be as tall as those plants that germinate outside the Ochre ring's place. I don't really bother about the names of all the plants. As far as I'm concerned, they're all killers, and that's all I need to know.

I've got fire-red hair that reaches my shoulder blades and sea-green eyes. I do sometimes live up to my hair, and it makes me stand out in the crowd. I don't like it. I don't like many people, except for Tiz, Third, and Colin. Tiz had taken me to see him once. He's nice. Oh, and of course, Chen is pretty good to me too.

I hate the Top in Ochre Ring, but Third told me that I'm supposed to respect him. So I do. But I don't mean it. He's just full of himself because he thinks he so strong. One day, I'll fight him, and I'll win.

Third says I'm full of myself, sometimes, too. Just because I don't really socialize with other people much. If they try to talk to me, and I don't like them, (which is most of the time) I'll just stare at them blankly until they go away. Or I'll glare at them. Whichever one I feel like doing. Mostly I'll glare though.

There is one thing I like. Fighting. Third is training me to fight. By doing that, I de-stress just a bit. I can't use the big guns yet, only the small ones, but I will, one day. He also trains me to use the sword and my fists to fight. I want to be Jyu-Oh, and leave this planet, to find my family, my relatives. That is the only thing that keeps me going. Otherwise, I would have killed myself long ago.

There were hardly any girls my age and, not counting Tiz, I didn't want to make any of those prissy, sissy girls my friends anyways. Flirting with cute guys, swooning whenever they see cute guys… Well, that's not my speed. I remembered the time when they laid eyes on Zagi. I don't want to say what happened, but, just so you know, it was really embarrassing.

They were actually jealous when they learned that I was training to fight with the other up-coming guards. I overheard one of them begging Third to let her try fighting. I didn't see her in practice, so I assumed that she didn't pass the test, whatever it was. Third was known for the weirdest tests ever. When I tried, he wanted me to climb up the poisonous tree and pluck it's fruit. Although I was only about five to six then, I did, narrowly missing the poison it spewed out. I was a millimeter away from going blind.

I live with Tiz, not with Third, because he says that ' I don't want a little kid cluttering up his room, thank you very much'. He actually said that. I'm not joking. But I didn't care. Tiz let me stay up and chat with her. Well, she does most of the chatting, while I listen. That girl can go on forever. And it was living with Tiz that I met Thor.

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Um, yea. End of chapter. I hope you guys enjoyed it! Try to review, please! No pressure. Really. (Crosses two fingers behind back) Okay, me out!