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 Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 11:26 am
Information about the story will be posted here as well as answers to questions about the story.Chapters UpChaptersPages
One: The Capture1
Two: Turtles1
Three: The Rat!1
Four: Food1
Chapters To Come.......... Five: ...
Chapters Being Worked On.......... Five: ...
About Kukiko
Name: Kukiko (means child of snow in Japanese)
Age: 20
Gender: Girl
Race: Chinese/American (Dad's Chinese/Mum's American)
Skin Color: Slightly Tan
Eye Color: Deep Gold
Hair Color: Snow White with small dark gray streaks
Height:
..........Human Form: 5'5 feet
..........Small SL Form: 1 foot from top of head to ground when standing on all 4 feet with a body length of 8 inches and a 6 inch long tail. Fur is same color as bigger form
..........Regular SL Form: 6'5 feet shoulder to feet (when on all 4s she comes up to an average persons waist) is 4 feet from nose to butt and has a think 3 1/2 foot long tail. Average snow white with dark grayish black spots.History: Her mother died giving birth to her and her father ran off never to be seen or herd from, and is believed to be dead. She grew up in foster care until she turned 6 and ran away into the mountains where she was quickly 'adopted' by a pack of snow leopards. The only reason she was even accepted into the pack was because before stumbling upon them she shift into a snow leopard cub. Yes, a snow leopard. Before she was born and her mother died, her mother traveled the world. While on a business trip in India, a strange old man came up to her. He was dressed in ragged old garments and looked to be half starved. His dark skin contrasted greatly with the few white strands still clinging to his nearly bald head. He had smiled a gummy grin before slowly remove a hand from the crooked old tree branch he used as a can, and asking ever so politely, even if the world hadn't been that way toward him "May I trouble you by asking for a wee bit of change. I have no money for food this eve and I haven't had anything in days." Though he was in the condition he was in, his english was flawless. It had been bad times back then and even she had barely any spar change, but what she did have she gave over readily and expected nothing in return. But she did get something because the man said, "Because of your kindness to an old man such as me, I bless your future child with the gift of the Snow Leopard." She hadn't known what he meant at the time but thanked him anyways and left to complete the job she had set forth to do.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 12:05 pm
Chapter 1: The Capture
I could feel the muscles in my body relax and then quickly contrast over and over again as I ran as hard and fast as I had ever ran in my life, and that was saying something. Not only was I being forced to work my muscles into over drive, but also listen to my surroundings and breathe deep enough to get oxygen to said muscles. I had been running so long I wasn't even sure of where I was or how long I had been traveling for. My stomach roared with hunger once more as I tried to block images of raw meat from my mind. The snow was becoming more and more nonexistent as my pursuer chased after me. I knew that's what it wanted was for me to be out in the open as much as possible, but I couldn't go back, I couldn't put my pact in that sort of danger. The thought of running into a near by village and changing crossed my mind. As I tried to find out just where that would be however, I felt something sharp pierce my right forearm, cutting off all thought, and I felt myself collapse onto hard ground, as if in slow motion, one limb at a time.
Hunting and killing a snow leopard was a crime, but no matter how horrible the punishment was, it never seemed to stop the hunter from doing it, and I knew that this was what had and was going to happen me. Luckily I had a few tricks up my sleeve and when I would finally came out of the deep dark drug induced sleep I had been put under, that's when I would use one of them.
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I wasn't sure how long I had been out for but when I finally woke up, I didn't like what I saw. Instead of the average long iron bars, my cage was done in cris-crossed 1 inch think wires. The wholes left from the small x's where so small I knew without a doubt there would be no getting out even in my smallest form. However, since I had little doubt that it was a snow leopard this hunter probably wanted, I'd be much safer in that form. So with a little difficulty and pain, because I hadn't even tried the 'gift' for sometime, I closed my eyes and waited. It didn't take long though because the only thing different about the snow leopard and the 'house cat' where their sizes. Still feeling the after effects of the drug streaming through my veins, I laid down and closed my eyes to wait for the moment when the Hunter, whoever or whatever it might be, would find out that its pray had somehow disappeared.
------------------------------------------------------------ I do not own TMNT or anything to do with them. The only 'thing' I do own is Kukiko. Thank you for reading and please don't forget to leave a comment.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 12:24 pm
Chapter 2: Turtles
It was a cold night for our favorite hero's who where currently cleaning the streets of New York of its 'trash' problem. They didn't want to be out on the frozen streets but, they had no say in it, because even though Christmas was just around the corner, gangs like the Foot and the Purple Dragon were still causing trouble in the dark alleys of the city. Of course they could be like everyone else and let the police 'handle' it, but even the police had become slack when it came to gangs like the Foot. "Just to many to deal with and a lot more 'harder' folks to deal with." Ralph still had no idea what their idea of 'harder folk' was supposed to be but he'd be damned if he let the Foot do whatever they wanted.
Before leaving the safety of their home, Leo had insisted on splitting into groups. He claimed that they could 'get the job done quicker' and 'not get noticed as easily' and Ralph for once didn't complain other then saying, "As long as I'm not suck with Splinter Jr." In the end Donny and Leo were paired together and Mikey was suck with 'the hot head' as he so nicely put it.
"Just one more stop an were good to go home." Mikey sighed while jumping across the ledge from one building to the next.
"Don't slack just yet Mikey. If I get my way this next ware house will be crack full of ninja just waitin' ta get their asses kicked" Ralph growled out with a grin. For once they hadn't seen any trouble all night and he didn't like that. 'Somethin's going on. Don't know what but I got the feelin' it ain't gonna be purity when its let lose on the city'
"Well I hope not. I'm starved." Mikey complained rubbing his now growling stomach.
"Mikey your ALWAYS hungry." Ralph grumbled while rolling his eyes.
"Yea but.." He was cut off by Ralph.
"Shh. I think I see somethin' happenin' down there." He whispered, crouching low to the ground and instructing Mikey to do the same. He then quickly and quietly got to work on getting off the roof.
Once down they then made their way toward the warehouse.
"Dude" Mikey whispered. "Shouldn't we at lest inform the other two BEFORE we go storming in."
"You can." Ralph growled out just as quietly. "But I ain't. At lest not before I know what's goin' down first. If this is just some regroup s**t and we tell Leo its something big he wont let it be for at lest a week."
"All right all right" Mikey agreed holding up his hands in a surrendering gesture. "We'll do it your way then."
"Damn straight we will." Ralph commented turning back to face the building they had 'agreed' to investigate further.
Slowly but surely they made their way inside the building until a voice forced them to stop and hid behind a couple of large crates packed into a corner.
"Well Bonesteel I guess your not that great of a hunter after all. Cant even get a proper snow leopard." It was Stockman's voice. He seemed to be trying his luck out once again, this time with Simon Bonesteel. "What will Shredder do with a kitten. Hmm? He cant very well use something as small as that. Those freaks would make mincemeat out of it in no time."
Bonesteels rough voice cut though the air like a knife. "It was a damn leopard when I drugged it and was still a leopard when I shoved it in the cage. Hell the thing was there not even an hour ago so I don't know what the hell that THING in the cage is."
Their voices began to slowly fade out as they left that room and entered into another room of the warehouse and closed the door.
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-Kukiko- I couldnt stop the smile as the two men left the room arguing the whole way. I didn't know who this Shredding ..or was it Shedding... anyway I didn't have the slightest idea who this person might be or why they would have such a weird name or even what mutation was, I did know that it and the person probably wasn't good. I had just forced my body to relax on the cold metal floor of the cage when I heard the door to the room open once again. Thinking it was one of the men back to see if the leopard had return to its cage, I looked up while rolling my eyes and meow only to have my voice chocked off from shock. I didn't want to believe what I was now looking at. 'Could it be a figment of my imagination?' But even as those words crossed my mind I knew the answer. These 'things' where defiantly real. They were at lest 6 feet tall..or at lest one of them was. The other one seemed to reach somewhere around 5'5. Both had make shift bandanna's over their eyes and brown leathery like belts. The Shorter one of the two's bandanna was a bright orange. His eyes where a bright baby blue and held nunchaku's tucked in his belt. A large orange M was carved into the middle of his belt.
The other one had a red bandanna and sai's in his belt. His eyes, which where a dark chocolate brown, seemed to glow with fire. He had a large letter carved into his belt as well but his was red and was the letter R.
All of this wasn't the reason I had been shocked into silence. No, the reason I was now holding my breath in pure shock was because what I was looking at was like nothing I had ever seen.
They where giant turtles. They stood on two legs and moved basically like normal humans but they weren't. 'Can they talk? How did it happen? Is this 'Mutation'? What do they eat?..' Tones of questions similar to these flowed through my mind before I could even begin to stop them. Lucky for me however they where cut short when the shorter one spoke.
"Ralph! Look its a kitten! Can we keep it!" He whispered in excitement. His voice was slightly accented in a surfers kind of way.
"I don't know Mikey." The one called 'Ralph' sighed.
"But look how pretty she is! We can't just leave her here with Bonehead." 'Mikey' half whined half whispered. 'So that's one of the guys names...Bonehead....what strange names.'
"Her? How do ya know its a girl?" Ralph asked with a raised eye ridge.
"I don't. SO?" Mikey answered honestly.
"Fine. But just cause its Bonehead where takin' it from."
"Yes!" Mikey cheered happily forgetting where they where.
"Shh! Keep it down knuckle-head." Ralph said while taking out one of his sai's. I couldn't help but look on in curiosity as he jammed it into the lock and broke it as if it was nothing at all. "Grab the thing so we can leave already."
The turtle Mikey bent down and carefully, to my surprise, lifted me from the cage. Somehow, even with the racket Mikey had made earlier, we got out without the 'bad guys' noticing.
------------------------------------------------------------ I do not own TMNT or anything to do with them. The only 'thing' I do own is Kukiko. Thank you for reading and please don't forget to leave a comment.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 6:25 pm
Chapter 3: The Rat!
-Kukiko- I'm not sure when I had felt relaxed enough to go to sleep. The last things that had crossed my mind was that I was unbelievable hungry and the question of what the future might hold. So when I woke up to find that I had indeed fallen asleep and that I was now lying on a slightly lumpy bed with blankets piled all around me, it was a bit shocking. Peeking up over the mountain of sheets and blankets I carefully sniffed the air to see just how far away my 'hero's' where. All I came up with however was the smell of rat. I wasn't sure if it was one or many because of how much of the sent their was. Or was it simply that the smell was close by? I couldn't decide so shaking my head I figured the only way I'd find out was to go and look. Standing up, I then jumped over the mountain and straight onto the floor. If it wasn't for the think fur of on my slightly larger then average feet I'd probably of yelped so loud the rat..or rats would of herd it and ran. Lucky for me thought, I didn't even make a sound on landing. My stomach growled as I got closer and closer to my soon to be lunch. 'Just round the corner' I thought happily.
"Mikey!" A voice from behind yelled making me jump in fright. Turning I saw that the one who had yelled was Ralph.
"Yea?" came Mikey's voice from another room.
"Wheres the you know what?" Ralph asked not wanting to say 'cat' out loud. They still hadn't told Splinter of the new 'guest'.
"Haven't seen 'er dude." Came Mikey's calm answer.
As quickly and quietly as possible, I slipped into a door behind me before slowly nudging it closed. 'Now...about that lunch.' I thought liking my lips at just the thought of food.
"Why, hello young one." a wise old voice said from behind me. I had yet to turn around and see if anyone else could of been in the room, so the voice had shocked me.
Slowly I turned to face the voice expecting it to be another giant turtle...but it wasn't. The rat scent that I had just been following found my nose once more and I couldn't help but gap opened mouthed at the giant rat standing before me. 'So... it was one BIG rat...wow' The rat had on a long dark red robe with a black clothe tied in a tight knot around the waist. He was sitting on a pillow on the ground Indian styled with his legs crossed and his hands on his knees. Looking at his eyes I realized that he hadn't seen me but sensed me. I knew he wasn't 'seeing' me as a cat, but rather, as the human I hadn't been since I ran away from the foster home I had been placed in. He wouldn't of known that though. I waited as he opened his eyes and slowly become adjusted with the lighting of the room.
His eyes went wide before a smile came across his face. "Why hello there."
He paused as if waiting for me to say something, I didn't, so he continued. "I take it you where brought here by my son, Michelangelo."
Rolling my eyes, I turned back toward the door. 'Guess I gotta find something else to eat.'
------------------------------------------------------------ I do not own TMNT or anything to do with them. The only 'thing' I do own is Kukiko. Thank you for reading and please don't forget to leave a comment.
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 12:56 pm
Chapter 4: Food -Kukiko- Pushing door closed to hid from the turtles was nothing compared to figuring out a way to open it. Lucky for me it was just because the door seemed so heavy and not because I closed it all the way. Ralph must of saw me though because before I could run though he was standing in front of me with his arms folded across his chest. 'What?'
"Bad kitty." Ralph said bending down to pick me up.
"I believe she is in search of some food." The voice of the rat said from behind me.
"Sorry...for not tellin' ya Master Splinter." Ralph said actually sounding sincere.
"There is no need to apologize my son. I'm sure you had your reasons for bringing her home. As long as you know she is now your responsibility." Splinter said before bowing to his son and walking down the hallway mumbling something about 'My stories' and 'not missing it for so long that he would cry if he missed it now'. The crying part was probably just talk. 'Can rats cry?' I'd have to look into it. For now however I was starved. Looking up at Ralph I noticed he seemed to be off in his own little world leaving the grip he once had on me to nothing. Lifting my paws over my head, like a kid when their parent removes a shirt, I easily slipped though his fingers, which I noticed that he only had three for each hand, and ran down the hall after the rat Splinter.
"Hey get back here!" Ralph's voice chased after me down the hall. Even though I had lost my height and weight, I hadn't lost my speed. I had caught up with Splinter by the time I had hit the end of the hall. Running under his legs I took a sharp turn right just to run smack dab into something orange and furry. I followed it with my eyes as the orange thing was launched into the air, where it seemed to hang for a few minutes before falling back down to earth on the couch.
"Krunk! What are you doing!" Mikey's voice said from the couch. "Bad kitty no attacking me!" 'That was a cat?' I couldn't help but ask myself.
Shaking my head, I started running again toward the other side of the room. I could distinctly make out the shape of what could only be a refrigerator. The door to what could only be the kitchen was just out of reach when Ralph's hand wrapped around the end of my tail knocking me to my stomach. Said stomach growled in complaint and I couldn't stop the disappointed whimper. 'So close yet so far' If I was human, there was no doubt in my mind that I'd of been fed by now. Doing the only thing that came to mind, I turned around, Ralph still holding my tail, and bit down as hard as possible on one of his thick green fingers.
"Rapheal, if you simply feed her like I have suggested then she might be a little less ruff."
"Yes Master Splinter...umm...Thank you." Ralph said cringing not in pain but in shock. Master Splinter then left to watch his 'show's' leaving the turtle and cat to deal with their problems.
My amber eyes locked with his fire chocolate ones. "That what your after monster?" 'Monster? Ha!' He had yet to see me at my worst. Instead of sinking to his level however I simply nodded my head.
Ralph then proceeded to picking the cat and himself off the floor and walked into the kitchen.
"So, what do cats eat?" He asked glancing down at me as if I could talk, or know the answer for that matter. 'How the hell am I supposed to know!' After being set on the table and told "Don't move" as if I was a dog, the turtle went to work finding me my food.
'As long as it isn't that 'cat food' junk, I don't care.' It was quite funny seeing the turtle concentrate so hard on one thing though. He must of gave up though because he stood up after looking in a cupboard under the sink.
"Mikey! Where the heck's that dang cat food!" '...O NO HE DIDN'T!' When the shock of his question wore off the hair on my tail stuck up.
"In the cat room!" Mikey's answer came from the living room.
"Cat room?" Ralph whispered looking at me. He must of seen the tail though and thought it meant hurry up because he ran from the kitchen.
A few minutes later he was back with, not one, but FOUR small round cans.
"So we got fish, chicken, beef, and herbs." He said putting each can in front of me as he read the different flavors off.
'You've got to be kidding me!' To answer the unspoken question of which I'd rather have, I stuck my rather larger then average nose in the air and pushed the cans away.
"Listen here cat! This ain't some fancy hotel. You get what you get and be happy." Ralph growled. "That or I can boot your a** off to Aprils myself!" 'Aprils?' I looked up curiously. 'That's a girls name...right?'
He picked up the can with a small fish on it and walked back over to one of the many cupboards that lined the kitchen walls. When he turned back around to face me a few minutes later, I noticed the cat food was now on a plate, looking very unappetizing.
"There" He said placing the plate in front of me. "Member its this or nothing. Ya spoiled cat."
'You can sit it there but I will NOT eat it.' I refused to lower myself in such a way, even if it meant being 'spoiled'. Not wanting to break the plate I pushed down the urge to knock it off the table and settled with pushing the plate as close to the edge as possible before standing up and jumping off the table.
"Hey! Eat this food!" Ralph demanded while trying to grab at the cat.
'You.'
------------------------------------------------------------ 2 B Continued...I do not own TMNT or anything to do with them. The only 'thing' I do own is Kukiko. Thank you for reading and please don't forget to leave a comment.
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