There were the possibility of genetic mutations before Natasha's work found a way to perfect them...back when the research first started, most of the research yielded unpredictable results.  Two such individuals were the parents of Kieran whom was standing before the stitched up figure of Kouki who thought telling him to get out of the would work on him.  Kieran never backed down once he had a goal in mind and he gave a slight chuckle as he walked ever so slowly towards Kouki and put his hand to the side of her face, letting his thumb trail gently across one of her scars as he gazed deeply into her eyes with a deep presence behind them.<br/>"Why would I want to get out of your way when you don't even know where you're going?"  He smiled a little as he spoke, a smug look on him for a moment.  "I've been watching you since you appeared in the city...oh, and my name is Kieran by the way."  He told her as he adjusted his hair slightly and reached out with his hand as if to take her by the hand and shake hands with her.