Summary: What if Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello, and Michelangelo had, not just a father, but a mother, too? Meet a blonde mutant as she experiences being a mother and all that comes with it.

"French"

"Italian"

"Japanese"

'Thoughts'

Prologue

It was dark and smelly as a young girl made her way through the sewer. Why is she in the sewer you might ask? Well it's because she got tired of the attention she constantly got from the surface. So what other way to get away from the annoyances than having to hide from them in your own home? Right under their noses.

So now, the girl was traveling through the poorly lit sewers with a song on her mind.

'Playground school bell rings again

Rain clouds come to play again

Has no one told you she's not breathing?

Hello, I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to

Hello'

She smiled a bit to herself as she continued on. The silver-tipped blonde turned to her left silently. As she continued walking, she heard the little scratches on the ground that signified a rat was present. She thought nothing of it and leisurely walked further.

Waaaahhh!

The physically 15-year-old girl stopped and listened to the sound. She could've sworn she heard a cry. When she heard it again, she quickly hurried in the direction it came from. She dodged the debris the littered the ground, ducked into a small opening that was big enough for her to get through, and moved toward the sound of rushing water. Oh. Did she forget that it was raining outside?

When she got to the source of the loud cry, she was shocked to see a turtle that looked to be fully grown stuck between two rocks in the rushing water. She knew it had to be hurt due to the small cracks and scrapes on the carapace. Also, can turtles cry?

'Wait! I have no time to be sitting here while that turtle is in trouble! It's been a long while since I've had to be nimble, but there's no time like the present.' She thought frantically. The blonde quickly spotted a few stable rocks that she could jump on to get to the struggling and wailing turtle. She hopped to one of the many rocks and rapidly made her way to the weakening animal. When she was close enough, she noticed that its left hand was stuck between the crevice of the rocks it was laying on.

"Hey, little one. I'm gonna get you out of there as quickly as possible. But your hand may be hurt after this," she spoke in a comforting voice. The turtle seemed to have heard her over the rushing water and its crying, for it turned to look at her with squinted, baby blue eyes. The girl was stunned by such bright innocent eyes. They were so beautiful, but right now, she needs to get the turtle to safety. If memory serves her, turtles are cold blooded and it would be devastating if it died because of her negligence.

The steel-blue (think Hibari Kyouya) eyed girl swiftly wrapped one of her arms around the small body and used the other to carefully remove the three fingered (Wait! What?!) hand from its entrapment. The blonde gathered the whimpering, freckled turtle into her arms before darting back to where she came from. She wrapped the thin black jacket she wore around the shivering terrapin and held him towards her chest as she made her way back the way she came. She climbed out of the sewers into the night, raining sky and power walked back to her decent apartment. When she got there, she walked into her bathroom, turned on the bath water, and waited for the water to warm and fill to a small level.

"Little one. I can tell you are intelligent by the way you seem to look at me when I talk to you. I'm going to place you in the tub so we can get you clean and warm. I'll take one after you so we can go to sleep. From now on, I'll protect you and show you love. I hope you can understand that I would not do anything to hurt you. Besides, you're adorable~!" She conversed with him while she got ready to slowly put him in the tub. The blue eyed turtle looked wary as she lowered him down. But as soon as she did, he yelped and clung tighter to her arms. She quickly pulled him back when she noticed he started crying.

"Oh, dear. You must be really frightened." She commented. She scooped some water into one of her hands and gently let it fall onto his leg. He flinched before becoming curious about the soothing sensation. He leaned down into the tub and sloshed his hand around for a bit before growing a big smile on his face. When the girl saw this, she placed him in the water and watched as he played with the water. She added some bubbles and the young terrapin was squealing in delight. The blonde smiled and grabbed a wash cloth to start cleaning him.

After the little wash, the blonde wrapped the exhausted child in a big fluffy towel and carried him off to her bedroom. She laid him on his plastron and covered him with her royal blue covers. After bandaging his injured hand, she rubbed his head gently and whispered when she noticed his eyes drooping.

"I'll be right back, little one. I promise I won't take long." She said before gathering clean clothes and silently striding to the bathroom. She took a quick shower and got changed. She creeped back into her room to see that the little green terrapin had fallen asleep but still slightly shivering. The pale girl silently slipped in with him and wrapped the covers around them. She was almost asleep when she noticed that he had shifted closer to her and let out a happy sigh. She just smiled gently and wrapped an arm around him to share her body heat. As she dozed, a thought came to her before darkness dug its claws into her consciousness.

'What am I doing?'