Prologue
"Mommy, I want to go home!" The little girl complained, tugging fiercely at her mother's hand. They had been walking for over an hour in the cold fog, but her mother had refused to stop. She was hungry, but dared not complain to her mother. It was hard enough to find food as it was. They were on their way-supposedly to meet her long lost father. She wanted to sit by the fire in a lobby again, she wanted to lay in her mother's arms and have her hair played with. She wanted a pretty new dress, and a nice braid.
"No, your father promised he'd meet us here." The child looked up, hearing a quiver of hope in her mother's voice. She frowned upon seeing her mother's silver eyes become a dull gray for the second time that day.
"But mommy, it's dark!" The little girl pulled even harder, shaking her head as they started to enter an alley. "I don't wanna go!" She screamed, struggling profusely, to no avail.
"Adel, stop this foolishness!" Her mother barked, dragging her along to the center of the alley. The little girl trembled, huddling close to her mother's side.
"Jadian." A smooth voice whispered from behind. Her mother turned sharply, the little girl moving with her. She pressed closer upon seeing the silver-haired man, refusing to meet his cold blue stare. She instead took the time to study the black cloak he wore, with intricate silver designs swirled across the chest.
"You're back. You're really, really back." Her mother stepped forward, dropping her hand. The little girl took an immediate step back.
"Of course. I wouldn't lie, now would I?" He chuckled, moving forward to embrace the woman. "Who is this? Our daughter?" He smiled thinly.
"Yes, Adelya. You remember me writing about her, don't you?" Jadian, her mother, smiled.
"Yes, of course. My, my, my, how the time's seem to have changed. I missed you." He pulled back, gently kissing her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck, never noticing one hand slipping into his cloak.
"Mommy!" The little girl darted forward as she saw the pistol, but she was too late. She only saw a quick flash of silver and a loud sound that made her head ache. The weapon turned, and she stopped, feet glued to the ground.
"Sweetheart, this will be quick and painless, all right?" The man smiled, dropping her mother's limp form.
"Mommy, get up!" The little girl screamed, tears beginning to fill her eyes. She knew-no! Her mother wasn't dead! No!
"It's too late for her sweetie. Let's just make this easier on the both of us, okay? Just stay still, and I promise this will be over with ASAP." He chuckled softly, taking a step forward. She backed away finally, whimpering. Shaking her head, she turned and began to run, heart pounding furiously.
"Momma…" She whispered, skidding to a halt in front of a towering fence. She spun around as she heard footsteps, facing her father.
"Now, why don't you just stay still?" He smiled tauntingly, stepping closer. The weapon was aimed, and she let the tears fall. Even if she was only seven, she knew what was coming. Sucking in one last breath, she screamed in the desire of someone to hear her. "Shut up!" He barked, placing his finger on the trigger.
"Adelya!" A man yelled. The little girl jerked her head up, only to see a flash of crimson. Two guns went off, and darkness covered her vision.
"Da….ddy.." She fell, the darkness taking her.
A/N: Yes, short, but I just wanted to give you a little taste before the real action comes. In case no one knows, the silver-haired man IS Riku, from Kingdom Hearts. I've always used him as Adelya's father, so yeah. Here's my disclaimer: I own Jadian, Adelya, and any other made-up's I bring in. FFVII and KH are so not mine, even if I wish. And there is a reason for Riku's insanity! So don't worry fans, he'll be back to 'normal' soon enough. I love Riku, I wouldn't get rid of him that easily. But anyway, there's more to come. Reviews are love. I can handle criticism, so yeah. But definitely feel free to leave love!