Synopses: The united Kingdom's of Hearts are in trouble. The armies of darkness have declared war and are conquering the kingdoms one by one. United under the high King Mickey each Kingdom has sent an army to fight back.

Warning: this story is Yaoi

Note: The story is in three books; the books of prologues, the main story and the book of epilogues. This prologue is split into two parts. I'm not too confident about this so please tell me what you think. Thank you for your time. (I have already written all of the prologues so hopefully this will be updated fast.) Each chapter will begin with the year and the season.

Kingdom War

Book Of prologues

Prologue 1 A Winters Tale, Part 1 Panic Stricken

1061 Winter

He was breathing so hard it burned his chest.

His whole body trembled with the effort to stay upright, to keep running.

He tripped swallowing a gasp and choking. Coughs ripped out of his dry throat as he scrambled to his feet. He had to keep moving.

Just because he couldn't see them didn't mean that they weren't close by, he could feel them lurking in the shadows. He could feel the sun travel into the horizon consuming the light like a black hole.

How much further did he have to run?

He had seen the army camp from the mountain. It hadn't looked this far.

His vision blurred, he faltered before shaking his head and setting things right. He had to make it…he had to…he wouldn't go back…they couldn't have him now. They had killed his father.

They had killed his father in front of him.

It had been his birthday present.

Why did everyone die on his birthday?

The tree's cut his arms, his legs, his face. The blood mixed with the blood already staining his clothes. His eyes pricked with tears but none fell.

Why had he believed them? Why had he been so stupid?

He tumbled off a low ledge and emptied the contents of his stomach into the undergrowth. He felt retched. He was too weak to make it back to his feet but too determined to give up. He crawled forward.

He could see the camp in the distance but he was so tired…he had been running for days.

At the sight of the flags and banners in the distance he felt hi heart clench with fear, the shiver down his spine rocked him so hard it felt solid weighing on him heavily and forming like a tumour on the base of his spine.

What if they didn't want him there? What if they sent him back? What if they killed him? What if he passed out from exhaustion and never woke up?

His body was limp, his eyes had already closed when he heard the voices.

"One of the scouts said that he saw something in…Sephiroth come here quickly isn't that…?"

"Riku?"