Hi! :)

This is my first TMNT fanfic, so if it sucks, keep in mind it's my FIRST ONE! ;)

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TMNT! Never have, never will. :(

So here's chapter 1!


(Prologue...)

I felt my heart beating faster and faster, my footsteps echoing in the empty, dark alleyway. I looked behind me to see her, sprinting faster and faster. She was getting way to close for my liking. I tried to fake her, but she was swift and didn't fall for a thing. It didn't help that I was running barefoot after my heels fell off.

And as if it couldn't get any worse, I arrived at a dead-end.

I punched the wall in frustration, only to feel pain rush through my hand. I cursed under my breath and turned around to see her, walking slowly towards me, victory in every step she took.

"Where you gonna run now, little girl?" she asked, a smirk on her face and a sword in her hand. "Your friends are nowhere near here, and no one can hear your pitiful cries for help." She saw my knees beginning to shake, and she laughed. "I can just smell the fear. It is on you like an overuse of perfume, which you'd know all about. Speaking of which," She pulled out another sword and threw it to me, watching as it landed before my feet with a 'clunk'.

"I heard you know how to fight now. They've tried to teach ya; something about trying not to be the damsel you always will be."

"I'm not a damsel!" I growled, clenching my fists. "And I'm not afraid of YOU, you piece of crap!"

She laughed again. "Well aren't you a big girl now! I was beginning to think that all you were was some spoiled little rich girl. And now's your chance to prove so. So Diviana," she took a fighting stance, grinning. "Prove it to me." I glared at her and picked up the sword, trying to show no weakness. My breath was shaken, but I took deep breaths and continued to glare at her, trying to hide fear from my eyes.

"Then come and get it." I yelled, taking the stance I had been taught to use. And with that, I charged...


"Diviana Wilison, are you even listening to me?" my mother snapped at me, distracting me from my texting. I looked up at her, annoyed, and nodded.

"Yeah, mom. I'm listening to every single word that slips out of your mouth."

"Of course you were." she snapped, using the same sarcasm as me.

Wait, I forgot to introduce myself. Silly me. Hello, my name is Diviana Rosalita Heroinena Wilison, but just call me 'Div'. I'm seventeen years old, rich, gorgeous, talented, smart, and wonderfully gifted. Never heard of me? Don't worry, you will soon enough.

Anyway, I finally decided to listen to my mother, because she was pretty much bugging the crap out of me. "Div, this is serious. I don't want you in any trouble while your father and I are away."

"Mom, I'm seventeen years old. It's not like I'm gonna go draw with crayons on the walls and teepee our mansion." I replied, smirking.

"You know exactly what I mean: no parties, no boys over, no nothing! I shall only allow sleepovers, but not with boys." See, my parents were going away for the whole month of June to go enjoy Hawaii because of my daddy's lame business. For some reason, I couldn't go. Something about, "me ruining the family's good name." Please, I'm not the one ruining it.

"Mom, I'll be surrounded by butlers catering to my every will, and bodyguards who know the rules of the house. And I wouldn't DREAM of disobeying YOU." I replied sweetly, fluttering my eyelashes.

My mom, still concerned, reluctantly nodded. "OK, OK. I trust you. I'm just-" Suddenly there was a honk outside and it made my mom jump. It was my dad, who was patiently waiting for my mother, who was too busy lecturing me.

"I don't see why we couldn't take the limo." she muttered under her breath. She then walked over to me and kissed my forehead. "I love you, sweetheart."

"I know you do." I then watched her smile at me then close the door, and before I knew it I heard tires screeching and I knew they were gone. I sighed then sat back down on the couch and took out my phone. I quickly dialed the number to my friend and personal assistant, Caitlin Rainheart, and turned on the TV while I was waiting. The first thing that popped up was the news. It was a story about four Purple Dragon members being caught outside a jewelry store. You could hear the members yelling to the police, "THERE WERE FREAKING NINJA TURTLES! THEY ALMOST KILLED US." Ninja turtles? What, were they all high or somethin'?

I rolled my eyes. "What idiots."

"Hello?" finally came a voice on my phone. It sounded like an Irish accent, so I knew it was Caitlin.

"Answer faster, damn it. A turtle without steroids could move faster than you." I snapped, not bothering to greet her.

"Sorry, I was just-"

"Yeah, that's great. Anyway, I want to go out, but all my friends are on vacation, and since you're the only one left, I want to hang out with you."

"Uh, sure! What do you wanna do?"

"Movies. 8 o'clock. Be there or else." I quickly hung up, not wanting to listen to her complaints or anything. I then ran up to my room to put on more makeup then ran downstairs and out the door, and it was only 7:45.

But I guess it I had, like, a choice, I would've stayed inside. I would've gotten back into bed and called Caitlin to cancel everything. Heck, I should have just brought a bodyguard with me to make sure I was more protected!

Because after closing those shiny, golden doors, my world flipped upside down and inside out.

I'm not sure if it was for better or for worse...


SO this is just a little intro into the real story (BTW, I think most of it will be narrated by Div with a little Caitlin here or there.) IDK yet, but once I get into this story more, I'll get a better idea of what to do.

Please read and review! :)

-NINJAA!

P.S. if at times what Div says makes absolutely no sense at all, it's not because of my stupidity, I promise you. It's all part of her personality! Maybe it'll change, but maybe it won't... XD

BYE!