Kiana had always wanted to go to Japan.
But she never thought when she finally got there, it would be like this.
In the airport, going back to her home, there had been an explosion, fire was seen, and then it all tumbled down from there. Screaming people, guns firing, a normal 14 year-old girl would have lost her mind when she lost track of her family in this mess. But Kiana just stood there, mind not on the crisis at all, but how to fix it.
'There is no way to change this situation,' she thought seriously, 'so I'll just try to find my best hiding place at the moment, that should spare me some trouble.'
Looking around, Kiana realized that it wasn't so easy to find such a place. The best hiding spots were either on fire or occupied by silent killers. So, she backed up on the nearest clean wall as far as she could, silently thanking her 14-inch hair for being such a dark and unnoticeable shade of brownish-blackish-reddish.
Hearing a conversation that involved the word "mafia" coming from somewhere, she suddenly became interested. Her cloudy brown eyes scanning all she could see, Kiana had almost given up. Suddenly, the voices became much louder, looking up, she finally understood. These two people(one looking much younger and weaker than the other), had somehow been talking-and fighting at that-in the air. They had just 'flown' almost directly above her.
Observing them, Kiana had noted two things about the fighters that probably had connections to the mafia:
they were both wielding strange colored flames (which she believes has something to do with keeping them in the air)
the younger looking one not only looked only about 16 or so, but also his forehead also had the strange colored flames on it and eventually she found herself lost. No, not in what he was saying, but in his hair. Kiana had NEVER seen hair like that back in her homeland. It was spiky, but fluffy. It was light brown and shortish. Everything about it seemed gravity defying, inviting, and soft.
It was then that she literally had to slap herself back to her senses. She couldn't believe how stupid she had just been for losing her calm and sophisticated mindset in some dude's hair and drawing attention to herself like that, when there were two people IN THE MAFIA and they both HAD FIRE THAT CAN KILL PEOPLE AND OTHER THINGS, and they were now both staring at the poor little Kiana. She drew herself into a tiny ball and waited for the worst.