Chika just stared up at the woman, she was shocked and confused. But she stood up, and took the woman's hand. There was something different about her, it didn't help that chika could hear two blood songs. "Mam, why do you have two songs of blood... inside you?" Chika asked as she walked with the woman. "It's not the same as if someone was carrying a baby... the other song is full of fire and hatred..." She said softly. There was some things her parents kept from her, even though she was an intelligent child. Many her age didn't understand the concept of demons, or what they were like.<br/><br/>Chika had accepted the woman's hand of friendship, and she was hungry. It was too late to get home yet, mom and dad would have gone out for their nightly errands. Chika wasn't big enough yet to unlock the house. It was obvious that her size was something that would remain tiny, even at such a young age. She was seven and there was four year olds bigger than her. But she wouldn't let that effect who she was, or who she would become.<br/><br/>"If I wasn't a freak... why won't they let me graduate?" She asked lightly. "I've been in the academy since I was four...."