A woman's face was stricken with horror as she took in the scene before her, her husband lay on the floor dead and the monsters that did it were standing above the body laughing evilly slowly making their way towards her. The woman's crystal blue eyes filled with tears as she struggled to protect the last precious thing she had, her 7 year old daughter Kisara. "Run kisara, run and never look back." she instructed her child. She took off her necklace and gave it to the little girl then handed her a golden rod. "This is the millennium rod only use it when you must. Kisara didn't want to leave her mother she too began to cry she wanted desperately to help but what could she do? Then right before her eyes she saw one of the men stab her mother. "you're next little girl." he said a grin spreading over his face. Darkness began surrounding her and she felt herself fall down, down into nothing with no one to catch her...

Kisara jolted awake and gasped, cold sweat covered her face. She calmed down once she saw her surroundings hadn't changed. She was still sleeping on the cold floor of an abandoned building barely covered in her thin jacket, ripped clothing and bare feet. Can't go back to sleep. she thought not with that damn dream haunting me. She rose to her feet and left the building with only one thing on her mind, food. She spotted a food store not far from where she was. "Doesn't look too secure, excellent" she thought as a grin crossed her face. Kisara slipped on her jacket and calmly walked over to the store. As she walked in the store she quickly mapped out the layout in her mind, the store was small with no security cameras around. Her grin spread wider over her face this place was perfect, it was as easy to get in as it was to get out. She cast the store clerk a smile and he smiled back obviously believing this girl could be trusted. Kisara turned her back to the clerk and checked out the first aisle it was full of snacks she chose carefully in her mind and calculated her chances of getting away with her prize. Snacks were bad for two reasons, what they did to your body and for her how difficult they made it to steal. She turned back to the clerk and noticed he was gone. "This is my chance." she thought.

She grabbed the first things she saw and pushed them down in the pocket of her cargo pants and made her way towards the door. As she was walking away from the store she pulled the food from her pockets. She'd snagged two chocolate bars and a pack of candy orange slices. As if these are supposed to give you a serving of vitamin c. she thought. She ripped the bag open and devoured it greedily then ate half of the chocolate bar. She continued to wander the streets with no particular destination until she reached what looked like a park, she laid down on a park bench and fell asleep. This time in her dreams she saw a man, no a boy who appeared to be 18 or 19 maybe 20. He had deep, cold blue eyes and an unreadable expression on his handsome face, his thick hair was brunette with nose length bangs. He appeared to be coming towards Kisara who didn't know how to react. he didn't look like he was going to hurt her but looks could be deceiving. She drew out the millennium rod's blade. "Don't come any closer." she said clearly attempting to sound threatening. The boy just rolled his eyes and put his hand out as if he was reaching for something then the rod shot out kisara's hands and into his."You cant use my item against me kisara." he said softly.

That morning was dark and dreary. The rain was heavy and the temperature cold. Kisara went off in search of breakfast she found it at a local cafe. She broke into the kitchen and tucked a few fruits in her jacket. she thought she'd gotten away until and employee caught her. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked. Kisara just ran off with the employee on her tail. "Oh damn it!" she growled to herself. "I have to lose this guy." As she was making her get away she accidentally ran into some one and knocked them down. However she was more concerned about the breakfast she had just lost that was rolling away.