A/N: I've read stories with the turtles having a mother figure so I thought I would try it out. In some all they added was a mother or they added another sibling. I thought it would be a good idea to see what it would be like if there were three brothers and one sister turtle. Now for the reason I chose to make Leo the girl. Well I could have made it either of the other three but I didn't want it to be Donnie or Mikey because I wanted it to be one of the two older ones. In which that left me with Leo and Raph and I thought that Raph showing protectiveness over his sister would be better than Leo plus I'm the oldest of my siblings so I thought why not. Well now that I have explained what needed to be explained, here is chapter one. Oh and FanChic helped me with the flashback, so thank you FanChic! ^_^
~Description/details of (12 year old) Penelope:
Nickname: Penny
-dirty blonde hair
-hair goes down to shoulders
-hair is naturally straight with a little waviness to it
-hair is down with a light blue head band
-brown eyes
-weighs 88 pounds
-height is 4'11"
-outfit: dark blue cabrese that stop midway on the lower leg, plain light blue t-shirt with a white sweater over it, and white socks and sneakers
-favorite colors are blue and purple
-favorite pizza is bacon pizza
Personality: nice, calm, protective, protective over family, knows when it's time to have fun and relax and knows when it is time to be serious, patient (except when it comes to saving her family), can be disorganized sometimes
Hobbies: cooking, listening to music, reading, and writing
Birthday: June 6, 1985
~Female Leo description(more details will be added later on):
Name- Leanarda
Nickname- Lea
Eye color: saphire blue like male Leo's
Personality: same as male Leo
Skin color: same color as in the picture
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for my OC Penny May.
I climbed down the gutter on the window and got to the ground. I grabbed my bags off the ground and ran. I wanted to get as far away from that house as possible. I wanted nothing to do with that place and I wanted nothing to do with her.
Flashback...
I was in my room sitting on my bed doing my homework. When I got home my mom was sleeping on the couch. I was relieved. I didn't want to deal with my mom when I got home today. But I could see the open bottles of liquor on the floor as I walked by. She's an alcoholic. She has been ever since my dad died in a car crash when I was four. Now all I receive from my mother is drunken beatings pretty much everyday. Sometimes she doesn't even let me eat, and it's for the littlest things only a drunk could get mad at. I don't understand why she takes it out on me. Everyone grieves, but she has done it the wrong way for the past eight years.
I had just finished up my homework when I heard movement downstairs. My mom was awake. I heard footsteps marching up the stairs. I threw my homework in my bookbag and ran into the closet. My door flew open and my mom came in.
"Penny! Where are you?! I know you're here!"
I was quiet. Just when I thought my mom was going to leave my closet door was opened and I was pulled out.
"You thought you could hide, did you?" She pulled me hard by the hair and threw me onto the floor.
I was so fed up with all this abuse, that I decided to try and stand up to her after all these years. "What did I ever do to you?! What did I do to deserve this?!"
She slapped me across the face. "You will not talk to me like that! I am your mother!"
She kicked me hard in the stomach, and continued to beat me for what seems like forever. It could've been minutes, but it felt like hours. My mom left the room an hour ago. When I figured she wouldn't come back and got the strength to pull myself up, I crawled over to my bed and pulled my first aid kit out from under my bed. I put it there when I was eight after I came out of these beatings bleeding and bruised and I was too scared to leave my room and go to the bathroom.
I cleaned up my wounds and wrapped them up. I had enough of this, and I made up my mind. I pulled out a couple of bags. I packed up clothes, a picture of my dad, my first aid kit, and anything else I could get into my two bags. I put on my jacket and threw my winter coat in my bookbag with my school stuff. I waited a couple more hours to make sure my mom was asleep and wouldn't catch me. I grabbed my bags and walked over to the window and opened it up. I threw my bags with just clothes in them down and my school stuff to the ground and put the other one on my back with my more personal stuff. I climbed down the gutter on the window and left this miserable place for good.
End of Flashback...
I ran into an alley. I know not a very smart idea. I walked over and slid down the wall, sitting down next to a dumpster hugging my knees, tears streaming down my face. I was about to fall asleep there when I heard crying. I ignored it at first because I thought I was hearing things but it soon became obvious that I wasn't. I stood up and walked around to see if I could find where the crying was coming from.
I neared a manhole cover in the alley. I crouched down and put my ear up to it and listened. The crying seemed to sound louder when I put my ear closer to the ground. I realized the crying was coming from the sewer. I ran back over to my bags and grabbed it before going back over to the manhole cover. I lifted it up and climbed down the ladder with my stuff for I didn't want to scare the crying baby.
I know what you're thinking why would I just go jumping down into the sewer when I heard a baby crying from there? Well I can't stand to see or hear people hurt. If I do I just have to help them. After I climbed down I walked towards the crying which was getting louder as I got closer. I was reaching a turn in the sewers and from the volume of the crying I could tell that the baby was right around the corner.
I turned the corner and what I saw made me freeze where I was standing. Right in front of me was a turtle the size of an infant baby. Well I guess that explains why there was a baby crying in the sewer. I mean why would there have been a human baby in the sewers in the first place.
I stood there staring at it. It was still crying. It hadn't noticed me, I could just leave and pretend I never saw a thing. But as I looked at the baby turtle I couldn't just leave it there and ignore it. I sat down my bags and walked up to the turtle. I crouched down and picked it up. It squirmed and started crying louder at first so I started talking to it, saying everything was okay. I don't know if it was my words or how soft and nice my voice sounded but the turtle finally calmed down and looked at me.
I sat down, putting my back against the sewer wall and sat the turtle in my lap. It sat there just staring at me like. It's eyes were a dark...no saphire blue color. It was studying me before it finally smiled at me. It...well I guess he stood up on my lap and started playing with my hair and laughing. I smiled. I heard a noise come from the left and quickly stood up, grabbing the little turtle. I noticed that my quick move,nets scared the poor thing so I started bouncing him a little to calm him down.
Something walked forward but was still in the dark so I couldn't tell what it was. It looked at what I was holding before looking back at me.
"Could you please give me back my son?"
"Ummm...this is your son?"
"Yes."
He stepped forward into the light where I could see him. I took a step back. He was a GIANT TALKING RAT! The last thing I remember was gripping the turtle tight and putting him in front of me so I wouldn't crush him before I fainted.
Author's Note: Well I've read some tmnt where they have a mother so I decided to try it out myself. I think the first chapter turned out pretty well. Please leave a review telling me what you think. And again thank you FanChic with helping me with the flashback. ^_^
