Thread: Raising Shadows with Amy

It is a ordinary day of winter 2015 in Kansas city. Kika Iguraki had lived all her life in a small village that was east of the big city. Her mother was Chinese and her father Japanese. They owned a small shop at the center of the village. She spent most her life helping her mother and father at the shop, when she didn't have to go to school. Kika hasn't done anything in her life until then that she would be proud off. Kika is a loaner and doesn't like to talk much. She doesn't feel comfortable or safe around normal people , and wants nothing more than to become a recluse and avoid confrontation altogether. Because of her chosen way of life, she has no friends, and saves money to manage one day to live at the big city. She was raised as a only child. But that changed last year when her mother was pregnant suddenly... too suddenly. Since then they have a small brother in the family. Kika at first was really confused and jealous that there was one new member in the family. But as her father kept saying that he was waiting for a boy to take care of the shop, Kika felt a freedom. Now she could live easier and accomplish smoothing with herself. Kika was always the smart member of the family. Her smartness showed since she was three years old. She was accepted in kindergarten easily at that small age. Kika since then preferred the company of a book than playing around. She wasn't social at all. The kids always saw her as a freak, since she was the youngest in class. Kika had a odd habbit, she liked mystery and physic. She would spent hours reading books, about creatures and worlds that do not exist or so she thought. Her favorite book was one her grand mother gave before she died. Though it was written in ancient Chinese and she couldn't read it. The truth was it was written in a language that looked like Chinese. But at this point of our story Kika didn't know it. Kika finished high school when she was 15. And was accepted in Kansas collage at the art department. Finally her dream living home come true. It was not easy living home. Her parents didn't easily agree to let Kika move out and live on her own in that young age. But Kika would not listen. She had thought it all her live the day she would move out and manage to live on her own. Her parents agree to let her go, but only if she would support herself on her own, and never ask them for financial aid. Kika agreed, her dream of being alone, and free was bigger than money. She worked since she was a child, working never scared her. She was a smart hardworking teen, she could manage herself in a city like Kansas. Kika wasn't tall around 411 and not heavy only 90 pounds. Her skin was a mixture of a white pale, soft and shinny. She was always taking care the way she looked. Being pretty, and healthy was a motive her family had passed her on. Most of the times she wore big shirts that would hide her sexy figure. With tight jeans stretch tight jeans that would reveal her nice, shapely butt. Plus, her tents outwards where a nice set of beginners boobs .Her shoulder-length hair was a dark onyx black and her eyes were like melted grey. Her face was human in shape, with picky edges. It had a nice set of cheekbones and lips that have the barest hint of pout. She had flared thighs that sway to and fro, emphasized by her trim body, and her tight derriere looks great under her gear. Two normal human legs grow down from her waist, ending in normal human feet. Today she had plan to visit Kansas for the first time. To rent a flat, enroll in the college and maybe find a job before the semester would start. She didn't need many things only her backpack with few clean clothes, her savings and her granny's book. Those were her only belongings. She said good bye to her parents and brother and took the way at the train station. The train was leaving at 11 am. Since it was still early and she had time she opened her bag and pulled out the Shadow book. Kika always wanted to translated it. But never could. By then she had found out, that it wasn't written in Chinese or any other language known to men kind. That made her more happy to work on it, as much as she could, and spent more of her free time working on it.