This might drag at parts but I'm doing the best to get this crazy shit out of my head (which is also crazy)

Betas will be feed junk food same with reviewers who are nicehas no clue

I WILL TYPE THIS ONLY ONCE I OWN NOTHING BUT WHAT COME FROM MY MIND AND MYSELF

This is the story of an ordinary girl who on the whim of fate was placed in the realm of Final Fantasy 7.

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Or at least that's what I would like to say. It never happens like that, it's not some fairy tale story where everything is perfect. First off, I am not ordinary, by any stretch of the imagination (well to tell the truth being ADHD and Aspergers kinda makes it impossible). Second I was not placed, I WAS HURLED, along with my precious two-door 92 Honda Accord into the lifestream where the goddess Minerva gave me powers from the far reaches of my imagination, then was HURLED AGAIN a few miles out from Costa Del Sol, a few months ahead of BC.

Now as much as you all would just love to hear the riveting tail of how I won the respect of the people by chasing off a herd of behemoths getting injured in the process to where I use a modified arm cane thing like what the doc uses in CSI. You'd also like to how I met Azul and how I'm probably on his shit list for one reason or another which may or may not include me, by some fluke of nature actually kicking his ass before figuring 90% of what I was capable of. Or maybe you'd like to know how I met Areis or how the Turks DO NOT mess with me unless their heads are on the line. That will come later and before you all think I'm one of those Mary Sissy Sue types I'm not I can shot the blind side of a barn and I can't use healing magic/White magic of any form unless it comes in a bottle. I can use black magic without Materia. The only Materia that I do carry are special true summons which at this point I have Ramuh, Bahamut Fury, and Phoenix. What make them special is that they are like the Eilodons from FFIV in which they are the actual being, the can talk and provide mental council when needed and sometimes when not needed thou rare. I can send suggestion into people's minds {think Jedi/Prof X} but this is strictly watched by myself and Minerva and the least used of my abilities. I can absorb myself into wall and can travel through them or just chill. I also have a wicked telekinesis ability which is useful when trying to keep pace with a bum leg (running long distance was a no before, now it's out of the question). I can warp to any place I've been before I can take passengers but the more I have the harder it is and I have to touch skin. I can store things in my mind up to a certain amount {that what happen to my car and possessions} and change my clothes with a snap of the fingers. Lighting is my primary element. What I don't mention will come up later. Now what I look like I'm baby faced with green eyes and plain brown hair going down the middle of my back. My figure is nothing to wright home about I'm 5'2-5'3 my ass is too big and my legs too thick, I have a stomach, my bobs are big but not Tif' big. I were any shirt that fits no bare shoulders or upper arms, jeans, pants, cargo, anything with belt loops and pocket, and thick soled Nike running shoes. Over this is one of those long detective jackets with a hood. I have a couple swords store within my mind but there are 2 long, 2/3 buster sword thickness wrapped blades on my back and 2/3 size soldier sword by my waist. Well that pretty much it… oh the my eye glow whenever I use my powers so the hood always up but I can see through it so it's not that much of a headache.

The story will start a day before the Genesis Zack fight.

Oh before I forget the name's Sandy. Hope you enjoy the madness.

This is giving to be really hard on me. Wish I had to dragon software where u can talk. There is a lot going in my head but it is very very difficult for me to get it down but I'll try.