Hi. This is my first fic... in a way. Please be nice. And review.

The numbers were the bane of her existence. Glaring at her. Mocking her.

Zyha glared daggers at the digital clock that clearly read: 4:11a.m. She had to get up for school soon and she had gotten no sleep. It was always like this, she would not be able to get to sleep at night, then during class she would nod off, then at night she would be wide awake again.

And so the process continued and almost every night she would get up around 4:30 and get dressed for school because sleep was obviously not coming for her.

She groaned in frustration and rolled onto her feet. Might as well get ready for school. She thought bitterly. She brushed her long black hair and braided one strand as always. She pulled on her favorite outfit, a indigo blue shirt with a jean jacket to go over it, long, baggy black jeans, her boots that she had searched high and low for, they looked like Yuna's when she had her summoner outfit. Finally she hung a necklace around her neck, that looked like Tidus', and grabbed her sunglasses off the nightstand. If you haven't guessed that she was a major FFX fan by now then you deserve to be shot.

Zyha never went anywhere without her sunglasses. They covered her unusual eyes, that were a normal green but they had a swirl instead of a pupil. She had no idea why they were like that, her optomitrist (sp?) said that with eyes like that she shouldn't be able to see at all. Yet, she had 20/20 vision.

She was considered an anti-social freak of nature by a lot of people. They teased her because of her name and her unusual love of video games. Thankfully, none of them had seen her eyes.

Now most people would be bothered by this and try to fit themselves into the popular crowd. Her? She was proud of it.

No one knew much about her. She didn't really know anything about herself if the truth be told. She was an orphan, found abandoned as a baby on a street corner in the middle of the city, with only a strange braclett to her name. The bracelett had her name engraved in it, along with a bunch of words in another language.

She glanced at the bracelett in question, wondering once again who her real parents were. She picked it up and traced the engravement, wondering what it meant. The letters clearly read: Lremt vnus y tevvanahd funmt, dunh yfyo vnus ran vysemo vun y tacdeho hud oad najaymat... But they faded away after that.

"Lremt vnus y tevvanahd funmt, dunh yfyo vnus ran vysemo vun y tacdeho hud oad najaymat..." She muttered to herself absentmidedly. It sounded like a familiar language... then it clicked. She had a theory, not one she was confident in, but it was a theory.

She raced dowstairs and turned on her computer and quickly typed in a search for google: Al Bhed Translations.

A lot of sights popped up. After searching countless ones she finally found an actual translation sight and typed in the inscription. When the translation popped up and actually made sense she was almost in shock. When she read it she entered shock.

She looked at the braclett in her hand and mumbled the translation to herself, "Child from a different world, torn away from her family for a destiny not yet revealed..." As soon as she finished speaking the words the words themselves started to glow.

She dropped the bracelett in shock, but it never hit the ground. It started growing and spinning as the glow intensified until she had to shield her eyes from the harsh light. When she opened her eyes again she stared in shock at her surroundings. She reconized them as they were one thousand years before Yuna's pilgrimage.

"Oh crap" she realized, "I'm in Zanarkand."

Short? Yes. But it is exactly 1:00 am. and I have school tomorrow and I wanted to get this out tonight. Rest assured that following chapters will be longer. Also rest assured that unless there are reviews I will not update. I will update if I get one review. See? I don't ask for much. Review please!