A/N: Okay so here is the prologue explaining what happened to our OC Zanna. Hopefully I will get the first chapter up soon. I will be adding in characters from the final fantasy series that weren't in KH so just bear with me please. Anyway I don't think that there is anything left to say apart from read, review and most important of all enjoy.

Prologue

The cool night breeze seeped through the open window, lightly grazing the sleeping girl's cheek causing her to stir in the seemingly peacefully night. The girl looked as though she was having a euphoric dream, however the serenity was not to last.

A piercing scream filled the calm air, waking the young silver haired girl. Her emerald eyes snapped open with shock; she held her breath waiting to see if it was all part of her dream. Another scream resounded shifting the air, the serene calmness was now eradicated and an aura of horror took its place.

Yet another blood curdling scream echoed through the night, the girl silently stepped from her bed and tip toed to her door opening it naught but a sliver. At the end of the corridor she could see into the living area. The girl had to stop herself from screaming upon looking out the crack. A column of bright moonlight illuminated the girl's mother on the floor, red blood pooled around her lifeless body. A tall figure stood over the body, stained sword in hand. The figure began to walk down the corridor towards the girl's bedroom, wiping the blood from his hands on the white walls leaving four read lines. The killer was whistling a tune of which the girl could not recognise but it still sent shivers down her spine.

The girl knew she had to moved but fear rooted her to the spot, her eyes darted about her room before stopping on her closet. She was able to close the door enough before the killer opened her bedroom door and stepped through. The girl pressed her eye to the closet door, peering though the gap. She could see the killer surveying her room, taking in every tiny detail before turning on his heal and closing the door behind him. The girl let out a relieved exhale she'd been holding and the killer stopped in his tracks mid-close. He turned back and walked over to the closet. The girl clapped her hands over her mouth silently cursing herself. She scooted all the way to the back of the closet until she could go no further, at which point the killer yanked open the closet door revealing her hiding place.

The moonlight flooded through the open window showing the killer's face. He had a scar that went diagonally across the bridge if his nose and half way down his face. This scar was something the girl would never forget for the rest of her life. The killer walked forward, his lips curled into a twisted smirk. "Well, well, well. What do we have here, a pretty young girl" he said in an equally as twisted voice as he began to draw his sword.

Just as this was happening, a car pulled into the drive and a man stepped through the front door. "Rosa, I'm home" the killer and the young teenage girl heard being called out. "Rosa?" the voice called again, "Rosa, where are you?" the voice continued.

"She's waiting for you in the living room" the killer called back.

"Who's there" the man called back, panic evident in his voice. "ROSA!" the man yelled as he got into the living room. He bent down and sobbed over his dead wife's, covering himself in her blood as he hugged her.

"Dad!" the girl called out as the killer yanked her from the closet holding his blade to her throat.

"Zanna!" the girl's father called back, running to her room. He stopped in his tracks when he saw his daughter with a sword at her neck.

"Hello Cecil" the murderer greeted with a sadistic laugh in his voice.

"Seifer" Cecil growled "let her go and fight me"

"Hmmm okay" he agreed thrusting Zanna into the corner, reading his blade for battle. Zanna scrambled out the open window above her head while her father and his best friend fought. The battle did not continue on for much longer after that. Seifer, the victor with Cecil on his knees. Seifer drew his blade across Cecil's throat and that was that.

Zanna ran down the street in nothing but her tank top and boyleg underwear, tears streaming down her face blurring her vision but this did not stop her from continuing to run. She ran and she ran seemingly getting no closer to her destination.

A/N: Okay so there was you're first slice of my story. I hope you enjoyed it and will continue to stick with me. Did you notice? I put in Cecil and Rosa from Final Fantasy IV. Oh yeah and by the way I do not own them or Seifer. Just to clarify any legal issues, they belong to out beloved Square Enix. Anyway I should be uploading the next chapter soon so please review. I'll give you cyber cookies, everyone loves cyber cookies right?